Mithra was crafting a potion in front of his alchemy table. He glanced at Angor from the corner of his eye and gestured him to stay quiet.
Angor followed the old man's advice without hesitation.
Since Mithra didn't kick him out, the alchemist didn't mind him watching. Therefore, Angor decided to focus on Mithra's alchemy.
Mithra was one of the leaders of the Reformists in Apothecary field. The core of the reformists was the word "reform". They advocated all new reforms, abandoned the fixed conceptual patterns, deleted the impractical steps, and got rid of the dross and kept the essence.
Angor didn't know much about Apothecary. But when he watched Mithra's potion being filtered, purified, extracted, and purified, he felt like he was watching a serious scientist in a documentary from Earth. However, the flames that appeared in Mithra's hands from time to time, as well as the flow of mana, told Angor that he was in the wizarding world, not Earth.
Time slowly passed. When the hour hand on the wall clock turned 45 degrees, it was noon. Mithra finally stopped his work.
Mithra poured a pink potion into an exquisite silver-gilt potion bottle, which glowed crimson.
Mithra shook the vial and listened carefully to the sound of bubbles popping and liquid hitting the wall. He took out a quill and recorded several data sets. Then, he sealed the vial with a line of beautiful words: Improved Peach Potion.
Peach Potion was a very famous low-level potion. Although the name sounded charming, it wasn't charming at all when it was used. It was a supplementary potion used to cleanse one's bloodline. Every time someone used it, blood would flow everywhere.
But this was the first time Angor saw an improved version of Peach Potion. He wondered which part of the potion Mithra improved.
"Improved Peach Potion. I added some blood-producing materials to it. You can use it to maintain your body's basic vitality while cleansing your bloodline. " Mithra saw Angor staring at the vial and noticed Angor's curiosity. It wasn't a secret anyway, so he decided to explain.
Maintain the body's vitality?
Angor's eyes brightened up. He was just about to ask what kind of potion could do that when he saw one. The Peach Potion wasn't meant to nourish one's body, but it still opened a new topic.
"Mister Mithra, can you tell me how to nourish my body?" Angor asked curiously.
Mithra glanced at him. "That depends on what you're asking for. For example, Bloodline Cleansing and Bloodline Injection both require the body to be nurtured, but their methods of nurturing the body are different. "
"Soul Ejection." Angor's Mithra's body after the Soul Binding, so that one's soul's's.
"Oh, that's what you're talking about. I thought you were going to inject a bloodline …" Mithra muttered. "You can use some magic plants to create a nutrient solution and soak your body in it. You can keep your body active for a long time. You don't even need to know more about Apothecary."
"But that's not what I'm talking about." Angor hesitated for a moment and decided to tell Mithra the truth. However, he didn't mention the sequence of gravity. "I have a secret spell that consumes soul energy, and I can only use it after I've ejected my soul. But once my soul leaves my body, it can't stay outside for too long due to the shackles of my body. "
"How to nourish your body in an emergency?" Mithra considered. "There are many potions that can do what you're talking about, which is to temporarily increase the vitality of your body. The longest can last for an hour, while the shortest can last for ten minutes.
"Speaking of which, the easiest and most cost-effective one … I think it's the Gypsy School's Cillian Witch Soup."
Angor wasn't a stranger to Cillian Witch Soup. Prome's Alchemy Shop already sold Cillian Witch Soup. This was a type of soup specially made by the Gypsy Sect. It was a mixture between potions and gourmet. The ingredients were different, and the effects were different. Every inheritance was different. However, in the end, they were all cooked in the same way, resulting in a common name: Witch Soup.
The different types of Cillian Witch Soup were named according to the person who made it.
For example, Cillian Witch Soup, Cillian Witch Soup, Shanna Witch Soup … Cillian Witch Soup, Shanna Witch Soup, and so on.
Cillian Witch Soup was very restrictive, which limited its use. Most of the time, Cillian Witch Soup couldn't find the right remedy. However, Cillian Witch Soup had a special feature — it had almost no side effects on the human body. This was something that other schools couldn't compare with.
"Celia's Witch Soup is mostly for Bloodline Wizards. It allows them to maintain the vitality of their bodies even after using a large amount of their physical strength." Mithra paused for a moment. "It shouldn't be a problem for the situation you're talking about."
Mithra didn't forget to add, "Cillian's Witch Soup is a very popular potion. It's sold in the main city."
Cillian Witch Soup. Angor made a mental note of the name.
When they were done talking about nourishing his body, Mithra changed the topic.
"You didn't come here just to talk about nourishing your body, did you? Are you going to the library? Or … something else?" Mithra glanced at the pile of parchment in Angor's hand. He couldn't see what was written on the parchment, but he raised an eyebrow when he caught a glimpse of something.
Angor handed the parchment to Mithra.
"I'm here to ask you, Mister Mithra. Is there anything wrong with the mechanical arm I designed?" Angor asked politely.
"Mechanical arm?" Mithra took the parchment. He already knew what Angor wanted from the name.
Mithra's eyes lit up when he saw the first draft on the first page.
Floating Mech City was proud of its machine alchemy. Mithra was an Apothecary, but he wasn't a stranger to machine alchemy. As the honorary vice principal of the R&D department, Mithra spent a lot of time in the field of machine alchemy, which was why he knew as much about alchemy as he did about potions.
Angor's first draft on the first page was only an exploded drawing.
It was an exploded drawing of the mechanical arm, including the axles, the functions of each part, and the general design.
However, to make the drawing complete, Angor included not only the arm, but also the head, the body, and the legs. However, only the arm was fully exploded. The other parts were only conceptual drawings.
Of course, the concept came from the "mech" he showed Nausica.
The mech was designed in the style of Earth's technology. It was completely different from the mainstream of the wizarding world, but it still brought about the same shock. When Sailum saw the drawing of the mech for the first time, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Cool!"
Back then, Angor only drew half of the mech's body. This time, he drew the entire body of the mech. It had a metallic texture and a futuristic look.
Mithra pointed at the drawing. "You've seen a Mechanical Armament before?"
"What's a Mechanical Armament?" Angor was confused.
Mithra shook his head. "It's different from the one designed by the R&D department, but the concept is similar."
Mithra looked at Angor in a more friendly manner. "You're not only talented in alchemy, but you also have a good eye for creativity. So, this thing is meant to be worn, right? "
Angor thought about the mechs on Earth. Most of them were wearable, but there were also some that could be controlled remotely or by artificial intelligence. "Sort of."
"I see." Mithra nodded. "You've heard of the R&D department, right?"
Angor nodded. The R&D department was the most important place in Floating Mech City. All advanced mechanical alchemy products came from there. The person in charge of the R&D department was one of the two city lords of Floating Mech City, "Mediocre" Muse.
"About thirty years ago, Muse began working on a Mechanical Armament in the R&D department. It's a type of full-body armor that can be worn. He has completed several sets so far, but he wasn't satisfied with their power, so he never released them to the public. The number of people who know about this matter can be counted on one hand. " Mithra sighed. "I didn't think you and Muse would have the same idea."
By now, Mithra was completely convinced that Angor would become a master alchemist in the future. Such outstanding vision and terrifying talent proved that "Master Tomorrow" was not an illusion.
Mithra held back his urge to go to the R&D department and share his findings with Muse. Instead, he began to study Angor's mechanical arm.
First, Mithra asked about Angor's intention to build the arm. Then, he began to analyze the various functions of the arm.
This discussion lasted for more than half a day.
When the door to the lab was pushed open, it was already dark outside.
Yeliya entered the room and saw Mithra and Angor discussing something with their heads together. They even used illusions to complete some ideas.
Yeliya thought Mithra would only teach Angor, but she didn't expect them to talk to each other. Sometimes, Angor would even argue with Mithra, which made Mithra's face turn red and his ears red.
Normally, Mithra would only talk to other master alchemists. But this time, he was talking to an apprentice. Yeliya found it quite interesting. She didn't find it strange at all.
About an hour later, Yeliya saw that they were about to reach the end of their discussion. Before they could move on to the next topic, Yeliya said, "Alright, let's go eat first. We'll talk later. Toya is starving outside. He's still growing. We can't let him go hungry. "
Angor felt like he was here to "earn money", so he wanted to leave as soon as possible.
However, Mithra stopped him. It was rare to come across someone with a good opinion, and the person who held it was also a good one. Even though there were a lot of mistakes in the basics of alchemy, Mithra's vision was broad enough to give Mithra a lot of inspiration. Even if Angor was only an apprentice, Mithra was sure that Angor was a great person to talk to.
Mithra wasn't going to let Angor go so easily. "Don't go back. Stay here and eat. I'm going to argue with you about several things after dinner, especially about materials. You have to listen to me. "
Angor smiled bitterly. "Sir, it's not that I don't want to listen to you, but those materials —"
"Stop!" Yeliya stepped between them. "We'll talk after dinner. Come with me, Angor. Or this old man is going to drag you away."
Yeliya grabbed him and dragged him upstairs.
When they returned to the cozy wooden cabin, Yeliya asked Angor to sit down while she went to the kitchen utensils to finish cooking.
Perhaps he had been waiting for too long, Toya was already sleeping on the table with drool dripping from his lips.
Dodo was also resting on Toya's lap.
Outside the window, Angor could smell the delicious aroma of food.
For some reason, Angor felt a sense of peace in this quiet moment.
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