"Fifty to seventy percent?" Hearing such a number, even with Connor's shrewdness, he couldn't help but exclaim. What Varga said was too shocking. Someone in the Sorcerer World had once calculated that the success rate of an intermediate Sorcerer-Apprentice breaking through to an advanced Sorcerer-Apprentice was about 13%. In other words, out of a hundred intermediate Sorcerer-Apprentices, there were about 13 people who could break through to an advanced Sorcerer-Apprentice.
According to what Varga said, a spirit element intermediate Sorcerer-Apprentice who took the Spring of Spirit could actually increase the success rate of breaking through to an advanced Sorcerer-Apprentice by fifty to seventy percent out of thin air. This meant that after a spirit element intermediate Sorcerer-Apprentice took the Spring of Spirit, along with some other methods to assist in breaking through, it could completely change the originally extremely difficult and small probability of breaking through to an advanced Sorcerer-Apprentice into a matter with a high probability of success as long as they didn't make any mistakes.
Even if the Spring of Spirit potion overdrew one's vitality and caused a huge side effect of permanently affecting one's spirit and mind, it was still very difficult to increase the success rate of breaking through to an advanced Sorcerer-Apprentice by fifty to seventy percent. It wasn't that there weren't any potions in the Sorcerer World that had extremely large side effects, but the success rate of those potions, even if it was higher than potions without side effects, could only reach forty percent at most. Fifty to seventy percent was an unimaginable number.
"That's right! Fifty to seventy percent! " Just when Connor couldn't help but wonder if Varga's deduction was wrong, Varga once again confirmed with Connor with great certainty. "I'm also very surprised to get such a result, but after several tests, I firmly believe that my result is correct. For such a situation to occur, I think the problem is very likely to be the characteristics of spirit element Sorcerers themselves!"
"Yesterday, through the crystal ball, the Secret Society once again issued a mission to the hospital to refine potions. This time, the potion that they asked us to refine is also a type of potion that we haven't touched before. We still don't know the effects of Grid Potion, only the refining method and the list of ingredients. From these two points, I think Grid Potion and the Spring of Spirit potion should be related in some way. Theoretically speaking, Grid Potion should be a type of potion that strengthens one's cultivation and nourishes one's body. If taken for a certain period of time, I think it can achieve the effect of delaying the side effects of the Spring of Spirit potion …"
Time flew by quickly. The three minutes of possession were about to end, and Varga's voice was getting more and more unclear.
"I'll deal with my business here as soon as possible and meet Connor … Give this waiter a big tip," Varga said with difficulty. After that, Williams's body fell towards the floor of the apartment again. However, before his body touched the floor, Connor raised his hand, and a gentle breeze blew Williams's unconscious body onto a chair in the apartment.
Connor looked at Williams with pity. He knew that the only thing he could do now was to give this poor guy more money so that he wouldn't have to worry about money in the last days of his life. The possession spell that Varga had just cast on Williams was a very powerful magic, and it was very harmful to the person who was possessed, especially when a wizard possessed an ordinary person's body. Ordinary people's bodies couldn't withstand the energy waves brought by the possession spell at all, and the radiation from the energy would almost destroy their bodies. Connor estimated that Williams would have symptoms of teeth falling out and skin ulcers in less than three months, and he would definitely die within six months.
"Ah …" Williams slowly woke up ten minutes later. When he saw himself lying on a chair, Connor was sitting at the dining table and eating the food he had brought, he struggled to stand up and apologized to Connor. "Sir, I'm so sorry. I don't know why I suddenly fell asleep. I remember that I went to bed very early yesterday. I'm so sorry."
Connor glanced at the poor man. He knew that Williams's memory had been erased, and he wouldn't remember the cruel things that had happened to him. After taking a sip of the red wine, Connor said lightly, "I don't like to be served by others. You can just stand aside. I still need another ten minutes to finish eating."
"Sir, please enjoy your meal. I'm not in a hurry." Williams stood aside and said respectfully.
Connor's mind drifted away from the apartment while he was enjoying the food. Although he was a little suspicious, Connor still chose to believe Varga because he trusted him. Varga said that the Spirit Spring Potion could increase the probability of a spirit element intermediate wizard apprentice to become an advanced wizard apprentice by fifty to seventy percent.
If that was the case, then there was a problem. Why did the secret society, or rather, his mentor, Reyes, hide the huge side effects of the Spiritual Spring potion that would overdraw his vitality and permanently affect his mind? Why did he say that the Spiritual Spring potion, which could actually increase his chances of breaking through by fifty to seventy percent, would only increase his success rate by thirty percent?
"Hiding the side effects of the Spirit Spring Potion, reducing the actual effect of the potion, and using Grid Potion to delay the side effects of the Spirit Spring Potion …" Connor didn't even need to think about it. He could smell the strong scent of conspiracy. The Secret Society seemed to want him to become an advanced wizard apprentice as soon as possible. In order to achieve this goal, they didn't hesitate to let him suffer such a heavy price. What was their purpose?
"Cough, cough, cough …" Just when Connor was lost in his thoughts, the waiter Williams, who had been standing aside quietly, suddenly started coughing. An unnatural flush appeared on his face. His coughing pulled Connor back to reality. He looked at Williams again and found that the poor waiter's physical condition was worse than he had imagined. He couldn't last half a year. Three months was his limit.
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