Wizard: Max level talent, starting from zero-ring trick.

Chapter 47 Fane's Admiration, Goodbye Logan

Once everything is settled.

It was already afternoon.

In the laboratory, Ian said to Farn:

"Fan, please go and get me the materials for eight portions of minor sedative and twelve portions of minor hemostatic agents."

The former refers to the formula for the newly acquired basic medicine.

"OK."

Farn nodded sullenly, as if still immersed in his disappointment.

Ian noticed it, but said nothing.

Soon, twenty documents were brought in.

"That's great!"

Ian felt a sense of satisfaction sitting at the lab table.

This is something I haven't felt in the three months since I joined the Potions Department.

In Hal's lab, how could he possibly bring so many materials all at once? Even Roger didn't receive such treatment.

He then carefully studied the medicine formula for a while.

"White willow bark, concentrated flower..."

Following the procedure, Ian began processing the materials.

Meanwhile, Fain stood by and watched, expressionless.

He used to be Vivian's servant wizard, so naturally he didn't feel anything special.

After processing the materials, Ian began to prepare the mixture.

Twenty minutes later.

A puff of smoke rose, indicating that the configuration had failed.

"Clumsy technique!"

Farn, standing to the side, felt his eyes flicker, and he felt even more dejected.

"Fan, come help me process the materials too."

Once the configuration was complete, Ian gave instructions directly to Fain, who was standing to the side.

Processing materials is helpful for beginners in potion making.

But how could it compare to direct configuration?

"OK!"

Farn nodded and quickly began to handle the situation.

"As expected of Vivian's servant wizard."

Ian was taken aback by the skillful handling he had performed, which was almost on par with some experienced pharmacists.

She immediately realized that Vivian's servant wizard was definitely not a position that just anyone could hold.

Because of Vivian, she can be trusted.

The attitude is a bit negative.

This can only be done gradually.

Soon, all eight doses of the medicine failed; not a single one was successful.

"Next time I should be able to get the hang of it. Then let's prepare the secondary hemostatic agent."

Ian shook his head, then turned to look at the materials for the secondary hemostatic agent.

Vivian gave him the authority to lose half of the materials, which is half the total value of the materials, so he has to make up for the other half.

Secondary hemostatic agents were all too familiar to him.

With the materials that Faen had already prepared, a bottle of potion was successfully made in just twelve or thirteen minutes!

"So fast?"

Farn, standing to the side, glanced at the hourglass on the lab table; one hour was still running.

Under the same conditions, even Minister Vivian might not be able to achieve this speed.

"this......"

Farn blinked, sensing that something was amiss.

In the blink of an eye.

Half a day has passed.

"A total of twenty materials were used, and eleven bottles of secondary hemostatic agents were successfully produced."

Holding the medicine in his hand, Farn's heart skipped a beat, and he felt somewhat shocked.

Keep in mind that eight of these were failed attempts at secondary sedatives.

In other words, out of the twelve portions of secondary hemostatic agent materials, a full eleven were successful, with a success rate of over 90%!

Gurgle.

His throat moved slightly.

"Wizard Ian, let me take the potion away for you."

"Farn said."

"Can."

Ian nodded, watching as Sean took away all the experimental residue and the medicine.

"It's a pity I can't take it with me."

Ian felt a pang of regret.

For apothecaries, ten magic stones a month is their salary. If they want more magic stones, they have to buy materials themselves and then sell them.

You cannot take away the materials and potions prepared by the school, even if they fail.

Everything needs to be checked.

Ian naturally couldn't take it.

If we get caught, it will be a huge loss.

He was certain that Hal and Doug were still watching him, and that they would pounce on him like hungry wolves if he broke the rules.

"The free skill boost for potions is enough."

Ian is still quite content.

If he were to improve his potion-making skills on his own, it would require at least one or two hundred magic stones to upgrade a single potion to the master level.

That was simply beyond his capabilities.

Leave the Potions Department.

Return home.

Ian began to study the Glimmering Eyes, a form of witchcraft that also required time.

About two hours later.

I spent another hour studying guidance techniques.

Afterwards, he took out the magic feather given to him by Victor and tried to decipher the magic runes inside.

It took a full four hours to finish all of this.

It was already afternoon.

"Let's begin meditating!"

Ian took a deep breath and began his meditation for the day.

By the time the meditation ended, eight hours had passed, and it was already midnight.

"There's just not enough time!"

Ian remarked with a sigh.

Although he was liberated, he suddenly gained a large amount of witchcraft, and he felt that his time was even more precious.

But I still don't dare to relax.

After all, both Hal and Doug, and even the increasingly worsening external environment, were telling him that he needed to grow up quickly.

"For now, I'll focus on potions and these advanced spells. Once I've mastered those, I'll learn the spells Layton gave me and buy some new ones."

Ian did some thinking.

Either way, it can improve your talent, so it doesn't really matter whether you improve witchcraft or potions.

Then we might as well go all out to improve our potion-making skills, since we never know when this opportunity might come around again.

Moreover, it can also enhance his value in Vivian's eyes.

To gain greater benefits.

"Let's do it this way."

Full of passion and motivation, Ian even went to bed later than usual.

.....

In the blink of an eye.

Two days have passed.

[Skill: Lesser Sedative (Beginner 1/100)]

Ian's eyes lit up as he looked at the skills displayed on the panel.

After two days of setup, the skill finally appeared.

Now you can focus on improving.

Farn, standing to the side, had a flicker in his eyes, filled with doubt.

It took him a good twenty or thirty minutes of study time to even get the basics right. This doesn't seem like the work of a genius at all; his skill level is quite average!

His mood turned somber again.

He recorded Ian's experimental data and then slowly left.

Today, we prepared eight doses of secondary sedatives and twelve doses of secondary hemostatic agents.

The former succeeded in one transaction, while the latter succeeded in ten.

Another day.

He continued to keep the statistics.

"Ten doses of secondary sedative and ten doses of secondary hemostatic agents; one dose of the former was successful, and ten doses of the latter were successful."

"Eleven doses of secondary sedative and nine doses of secondary hemostatic agents were successfully administered, with two doses of the former and eight doses of the latter being successful."

"Materials, twelve portions, eight portions; success, three portions, seven portions."

Farn kept recording the data every day and gradually noticed something was wrong.

Seven days after the first successful configuration.

Faen looked at the five out of ten bottles of secondary energy potion that had been successfully used, and pursed his lips slightly.

Looking at Ian, who was stretching his body, there was no longer any contempt or disappointment in his eyes.

Only by affirming one's own bright future.

"Lord Ian," Farn stepped forward quickly, his tone extremely respectful.

"I'll take care of these. Starting tomorrow, if you need any materials, just let me know in advance, and I'll make sure they're taken care of for you without wasting a single second of your precious time!"

Ian looked up and smiled.

A proactive assistant is naturally the best.

At the same time, he was also calculating the current progress.

"Configuring this skill can basically increase proficiency by fifty points per day. I've now reached the master level, and I estimate I'll be at the master level in another week."

Ian took a deep breath.

The progress is ridiculously fast compared to what we did in the lab before.

Because he only spends half a day at the Potions Department now.

Previously, I worked a full ten hours a day, sometimes even more than ten hours.

However, the effect is less than half of what it is now.

Moreover, spending half a month at the Potions Department each month is just enough time to raise his proficiency to the Master level, and he also has time to learn the legacy of Potions.

I should be able to get the basics of guided techniques in a few days.

"It's finally on the right track!"

Ian took a deep breath and looked at Farn, who was taking the initiative to clean.

"I'm leaving now."

"Take care, leave the rest to me."

Farn showed his teeth to reassure Ian.

Ian felt much better immediately and quickly returned home.

But there was a person standing at the door.

She had blond hair and her back was to him.

"Logan!"

Ian was so familiar with that figure that he called out the person's name almost without hesitation.