Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a constant knock on the door.
"Please come in." A cold voice came from inside the house, sounding a little hoarse.
Hearing the sound, Athir pushed the door open and walked in.
This is a very spacious living room. In the living room, a middle-aged man who looks very thin, wearing a red robe, is sitting on a wooden chair in the living room with a book in his hand.
"Master Anthony."
Looking at the middle-aged wizard in the hall, Atier spoke respectfully.
"Hmm? What do you want from me?"
Anthony looked up at Athir with a somewhat impatient tone.
"Master Korula asked me to say hello to you."
Athir kept his respectful expression on his face and spoke quietly.
Under his gaze, after hearing Corula's name, Anthony's expression remained unchanged, but the arm holding the book shook slightly.
There was silence for a while, and then Anthony spoke again, his tone calm: "This name is a bit unfamiliar, maybe it's an alias."
He raised his head and looked at Athir: "Is there anything that can prove it?"
"certainly."
Athir raised his arm, and his magic power was input into a black ring on his hand in a unique way.
A unique spiritual frequency suddenly spread out. Although it was very weak, it did exist and was easily captured by the two official wizards present.
This is the spiritual power that Korula left in the ring. It can only be stimulated through a unique way. It was specially given to Athir to prove his identity.
Feeling this unique spiritual fluctuation, Anthony finally nodded: "Follow me."
He put down the book in his hand, looked at Athir beside him, and walked directly towards a room that looked like a hall.
"Force field fluctuations detected..." When walking into the room, the voice of the chip machinery sounded again in Athir's mind.
"Did Cruella say anything?"
Walking into the room, Anthony looked at Athir who was standing beside him and asked him, "Don't worry, I specially arranged this room. There is a magic array around it to isolate the aura, so don't worry about it leaking out."
"Master Korula asked me to come to you."
Looking at Anthony, Athir said, "As for the rest, Master Korula said that you will arrange it, Master Anthony."
Hearing this, Anthony nodded indifferently: "What position do you hold?"
"Responsible for refining some potions." Athir answered seriously.
"It's not conspicuous, which is good."
Anthony said, "You should leave first. If you have nothing to do in the future, try not to come to my place. If there is any news, I will take the initiative to tell you."
"yes."
Athir nodded slightly, but his face looked a little hesitant.
"Anything else?"
Looking at Athir's appearance, Anthony took the initiative to speak.
"Master Anthony, I would like to know where I can get enough magic crystals?"
When Anthony asked this question, Athir finally smiled.
"Magic crystals? How many do you want?"
Anthony didn't find this question strange and spoke casually.
"The more the better. If possible, it would be best if we could get a few hundred dollars."
Athir smiled and took out a bottle of potion that he had prepared long ago as he spoke.
On the other side, Anthony's mouth twitched when he heard what Athir said. Before he could say anything, he was attracted by the potion that Athir took out: "This is..."
His eyes became solemn as he looked at the bottle of potion, as if he had guessed something.
"This is the purified potion I just made." Athir took the initiative to speak: "In fact, this is also the reason why I asked you to help me search for the magic crystal."
"You hid it pretty well."
Anthony looked at Athir deeply, feeling a little surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked very calm, but he valued Athir a little more in his heart.
Being able to refine high-level potions such as purified potions is undoubtedly a level that only a very small number of elite pharmacists or even pharmacy masters can achieve. Even in the Jade Hand, there are less than ten pharmacists who can do it, and each of them is a famous pharmacist.
"How is the success rate of refining?"
After taking a look at the potion in Athir's hand and thinking for a while, Anthony asked again.
"If there are enough materials, I am confident that I can refine one finished product for every twelve parts of materials."
Atier thought for a while and finally gave this number.
A success rate of one in five was too shocking, and Athir could not tell anyone directly. Before coming here, Athir had studied the data and found that the success rate of some elite pharmacists in refining purified potions was about one in fifteen, and only a very small number of pharmacy masters could maintain a success rate of one in ten.
The probability of one in twelve is just right. It is not too shocking, but also leaves some room for others to operate.
Sure enough, after listening to Athir's answer, Anthony nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Thirteen portions of materials, one finished product, and the extra portion of materials will be your reward, how about it?"
"Thank you, sir."
Hearing Anthony's answer, a smile suddenly appeared on Athir's face and he looked very satisfied.
If the thirteen materials were handed over to Atier, they could be used to refine two or three finished products, but he only needed to hand over one finished product. For him, it was a huge profit.
On the other side, Anthony was also very satisfied with the deal.
Exchanging thirteen portions of materials for one finished product may not seem like a big profit, but in fact it is not.
After all, purification potion is an advanced potion that can help improve the degree of spiritual purity. Its value is enormous. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to buy it without special channels.
Even if there were enough pharmacists in the Emerald Hand, this extremely precious high-level potion was also limited in supply. The price of 800 black coins that Athir had previously inquired about was actually the internal price, and with Athir's identity, he was only allowed to buy one bottle within three years.
Outside of the Emerald Hand, there are a lot of official wizards who have nowhere to buy purified potions even if they want to.
Anthony only needs to resell the potion, and under normal circumstances, the profit he can get will definitely be much greater than that of Athir.
After the transaction, both parties were quite satisfied, and even Anthony's eyes became more intimate when looking at Arthur.
After chatting for a while, Athir walked out of the hall and came outside.
"Next, I'll just have to work hard on taking drugs."
Looking at the wooden house behind, Atier thought to himself.
Anthony acted quickly, and by the evening, the first batch of materials had been delivered.
More than 20 sets of refining materials were placed in Athir's laboratory at this time. And this was only the first batch. When Athir really produced the finished product, more materials would be shipped over.
"So many materials were mobilized in such a short time. It seems that the Emerald Hand has been deeply infiltrated by the Dark Wizards Union."
Looking at the materials on the test bench, this thought flashed through Athir's mind.
However, these things have nothing to do with him.
A light blue flame quickly rose, and the aura of energy particles continued to rise, heralding the start of this refining process.
During the following period of time, Athir's days became monotonous again. Apart from normal communication every day, he basically spent the rest of his time in the laboratory, and it seemed no different from the past.
Soon, more than two months passed.
"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 22.8. Agility: 23.5. Constitution: 22.7. Spirit: 28.7. Spiritual Purity: 27.8%."
The familiar attribute panel appeared again in front of me. Compared with three months ago, the data at this time has improved a lot.
There wasn't much improvement in physical and mental strength, but the degree of purification had almost experienced an explosive improvement.
This was accumulated by the use of purification potions. During this period, Atier drank a bottle of purification potion almost every day. After seventy or eighty bottles of potion, the purity of his mental power was raised to the current level.
He waved his hand casually, and a spiritual force as tangible as a substance suddenly extended out.
Standing in the courtyard and extending his mental power, everything around him seemed to change. Every sound was transmitted accurately and captured by Athir's mental power.
This is the change brought about by the improvement of spiritual purity. Although the total amount of mental power has not changed much, the same amount of mental power can do more things.
In Athir's sea of consciousness, the originally transparent spiritual power began to change. It seemed to be much more condensed, and it looked like a somewhat transparent stream of water, constantly flowing in the sea of consciousness.
"The same spell is now at least twice as powerful as before."
Standing there, feeling the changes in his body, Athir analyzed calmly.
"Chip, establish the task and analyze the conditions required to reach the transformation period." After a while, he gave orders to the chip in his mind.
"Analysis completed. The conditions required to advance to the Transformation Stage are: total mental power reaching 30, mental power purification reaching over 50%..."
"The degree of purification reaches more than 50%..."
Listening to the conditions given by the chip, Athir sighed: "There is still a long way to go."
During this period, he took drugs like crazy. Although it quickly improved the purity of his mental power in a short period of time, it also caused a problem.
Because he had taken the purified drug too many times, his body had developed drug resistance. Now, no matter how much he took the purified drug, it was of little use.
"Come to think of it, if taking drugs alone could push people to the transformation stage, then wizards in the transformation stage wouldn't be as rare as they are now."
Athir shook his head slightly and muttered to himself.
In the Maison area, a first-level transformed wizard is already an absolute backbone. Even in a large organization like the Emerald Hand, he is qualified to hold a senior position, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary formal wizards.
Many pharmacists who can refine purified potions have not yet reached the transformation stage. This shows the difficulty of this level.
"The purification potion has lost its effect, and there is no movement in the Moon Goddess Festival. It seems that there is no way to break through this level in the short term."
Recalling the situation before his eyes, Athir thought silently in his heart.
Bang, bang, bang!
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Athir turned and walked out, just in time to see a middle-aged wizard in a black robe standing there with a very cold face.
This is a sturdy middle-aged wizard with pure black hair. He looks very strong and seems to have some highlander blood.
"Green, what's wrong?"
Looking at the black-robed wizard, Atier's expression was calm and he spoke directly.
The wizard in front of him was someone Athir had known during this period. Like him, he was an undercover agent of the Dark Wizard Alliance in the Emerald Hand. During this period, he was specifically responsible for transporting the materials needed to purify the potion.
"There's news."
Glancing at Athir, Green's expression was indifferent. He just said, "Master Anthony asked you to be careful during this period. Remember to be prepared."
After saying this, he looked at Athir again, then turned around and walked away.
Behind him, listening to the news he brought, Athir fell into silence.
"Has this day finally come?"
Standing there, watching Green's receding back, Athir thought to himself.
When the agreement was signed with the Dark Wizard Union, the first task assigned by the other party was for Athir to come to the Emerald Hand to find Anthony and carry out a special mission together.
Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that the day of action is not far away.
After thinking for a while, Athir finally walked out.
It was not until he walked all the way to a hall that he found out about a recent piece of news.
"In half a month, the Dark Wizards Union will start negotiations with the Emerald Hand?"
Walking on the road and hearing the news, Athir frowned subconsciously, feeling that something was wrong.
From the information we have obtained, this round of negotiations was initiated by the Dark Wizard Union, and its purpose seems to be to negotiate and form an alliance with the Emerald Hand.
But judging from the fact that Anthony sent someone to notify us, something is likely to happen at this negotiation meeting.
"It's a troubled time."
Thinking of this, Atier sighed, then turned and left.
There is still about half a month before the negotiations begin, so I can use this time to prepare some things.
It was not until one night several days later that Athir went out again and headed somewhere.
We walked to a plain and saw some abandoned wooden houses around. They looked very old and dilapidated.
The sound of crows , wow... wow...,
kept ringing around, accompanied by some strange noises.
On a big tree in front, a huge crow was standing on a branch, staring at Athir with a pair of scarlet eyes.
Ignoring the crow's gaze, Athir walked forward quickly with a calm expression.
After a while, he walked to the cabin and gave a gentle push with his arm.
With a creaking sound, he pushed open the old and dilapidated wooden door, revealing the scene inside.
In the dim light, figures wearing black robes and hoods stood quietly around, exuding a dangerous aura.
(End of this chapter)