John was bored he wanted to train in alchemy but his doesn't produce enough herbs yet and also he couldn't leave yet because he would be killed at sight.
His only sliver of hope was Cake when she brought herbs and formulas from outside the dungeon.
Today Cake once again brought herbs and she had a special smile which infected John the formula Cake brought.
Disguise Potion
A Potion that slightly alters the skin color and some parts of of the body.
Ingredients
-Wormwood
-Translucent Rainbow Shroom
-Everchanging Grass (Beware use chain gloves
John was delighted he rushed to his alchemy station and hurriedly started concoting the potion.
But alchemy is the profession of patience so he burned the herbs in the pot and wasted them and now he had only one set of ingredients left so he calmed down and started crafting with a new state of mind.
John was highly concentrated and added the herbs one after another and just as he was grabbing the everchanging grass he felt a cold pain and saw how the everchanging grass cut his hand with its razorsharp leafs but he didn't want to waste the other ingredients so he ignored the advice of using chain gloves and just grabbed the herb and threw it in but a giant explosion happened he flew through the air and landed on a metal pipe he used to hang herbs to dry them and because of the pipe his future generations had a really rough landing which led to John holding his crotch and rolling on the floor in pain.
After some minutes of agonizing pain he stood up and walked to the pot only to see a black mucus that smells like troll pee so he wanted to discard it but just had to appraise it as it caused him so much pain.
Shapeshifters Call
Rank Special
Created by blood, sweat and pain of the alchemist, combined with the special properties of the everchanging grass is this a Mucus like substance that enables the consumer to attain the ability to shapeshift freely.
John was happy as he now had a way to go to the outside world without worry but he decided to keep the creation method of this potion secret as he wanted to keep his sacrifice of the future generations a secret.
John consumed the mucus and nearly threw up but then he changed his appearance to that of a Dwarf with a long silvery beard and a leather apron and some workclothes he added some silver rings and ornaments to his beard to really look like an old dwarven smith then he left the dungeon and walked into town where he wanted to see how the players used his recipes to create the battle pets and items but somehow nobody had one .
John was curious so he asked a random player:
"hey i heard that you could get a blueprint for a Battle pet in the dungeon near here but why is nobody having one?"
"You must be new here noone has one as it is a trap by the dungeon developer as hundreds of players died when trying to smith one of these wicked things we even had some that were awfully traumatised and developed PTSD so don't mention this blueprints."
John was dumbfounded but he quickly told the player that he cant believe it and that he could easily craft a Pet with the blueprint.
The player laughed: "Wanna bet? If you can forge one of these i pay you 100 Gold nearly my whole savings."
John agreed they walked to a forge and the player pulled out a blueprint and some Junkling Metal and then walked to the other side of the room and hid behind his shield.
John grabbed the junkling metal put it into the forge, heated it up and instead of hammering it he brought it to a press and made it to a sheet and then folded it on the anvil.
After the first hammerings the player looked at John with big eyes and pulled out the money because he saw how the small robot took shape and was finished after half an hour.
The John took the money and gave the Cat-bot to the player and said:
"You can sell it like this or you take a mana core add a drop of your blood and add it in this spot to claim the batlle pet as yours.
Then John Carried on and on this day a legend about a dwarven blacksmith that teached the method to use the Junkling metal was created...