Another World's Versatile Crafting Master

Zhuang Bifan

Chapter 18 - Suppression

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A delicate fragrance filled the potion lab while the potion in the beaker gurgled.

Lin Li added nectar from the peacebloom into the beaker as he meticulously calculated the ratio of the three potions. He only raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead occasionally, quickly burying his head back in work.

Behind him were bottles of completed Arcane Magic Potion.

Gerian had come to watch a few times. When he saw the bottles of Arcane Magic Potion, the fat old man nearly bit his tongue off. It had been on his mind even without looking at them, but now that he had seen them, he was behaving like an aggrieved woman who hadn't been satisfied for decades, refusing to leave the potion lab and insisting on getting two bottles for him to have a taste.

Lin Li tried every possible way to dissuade him, but eventually he got him a bottle and sent the aggrieved hag away.

Other than that hag, Kevin also dropped by a few times to take a look.

But the young mage was much more restrained than the fat old man. After greeting Lin Li at the door, he would squat in the corner and draw circles. When something happened, he could also help Lin Li; all he wanted was to witness the skills of a potion master.

It took him almost a week to use up over thousand gold coins' worth of herbs.

It was Wednesday when Lin Li dragged his tired body out of the potion lab.

Lin Li went to Gerian the first thing after he came out, and the old and young pair hid in the reception room once again. Their discussion took almost the whole afternoon, and both emerged with sly smiles on their faces.

Lin Li could finally get a good sleep after finis.h.i.+ng all these.

Lin Li was dizzy from exhaustion after so many days of work. He fell asleep and did not wake up till Friday.

By the time he woke up, news had spread through Jarrosus City.

"I heard that Jarrosus Guild of Magic discovered a High Elves relic not long ago and obtained many master potions from it!"

"No, no, I heard they poached a Potion Master. This time, the Guild of Magic hit the jackpot. It was said that the Potion Master had brought a pile of potions with him from the Pharmacists Guild!"

"Brag all you want. Who doesn't know what the Guild of Magic have been like these years? The fellows from the Pharmacists Guild have their eyes on top of their heads; if they really poached a pharmacist from them, I can chew off the spire of the Emerald Tower!"

"I really don't know what they were thinking. Those are potions of the mastery level, they should be keeping them and drinking them in secret, but instead they decided to sell them! d.a.m.n… You few, don't leave! Lend me some money, I should buy a bottle too!"

"Dream on! With what little money we have, it's not enough to buy a bottle. Hmm, it's probably enough to buy a bottle cap…"

And the source of all these was a word from Gerian.

"This Sunday, the Guild of Magic will be auctioning 30 bottles of Arcane Magic Potion in the Emerald Tower!"

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The mages in Jarrosus, especially those who came from the mage families, could not even remember how many years it had been since they heard of "Arcane Magic Potion".

"How are the properties in the city center handled?" Matthew Merlin was 53 years old this year. He had been the head of the Merlin Family for a decade, but he had never been as agitated as today. He paced back and forth in the living room, stepping on the soft carpet, but his mood could not be calmed for a long time.

The 30 bottles of Arcane Magic Potion was a G.o.dsend of an opportunity for the Merlin Family.

He had never seen any force taking out so many bottles of Arcane Magic Potion at once. Even the Pharmacists Guild had never been so generous. When he'd first heard the news, Matthew Merlin, who had never let his feelings show, was so excited that he dropped his wine gla.s.s on the spot.

That was 30 bottles of Arcane Magic Potion, which meant 30 chances to permanently enhance magic power.

Although this opportunity was only for mages below level-five, weren't they what the Merlin Family had the most?

For most mages, level-five was a difficult gap to cross.

After crossing this gap, one would be ent.i.tled to wear a long mage robe and be called "respected mage". But if one could not cross the gap, they would be a pathetic mage apprentice for life.

A mage and a mage apprentice. It was one of heaven and one of h.e.l.l…

With the Merlin Family's influence now, should there be another 30 mages beyond level-five… At the thought of this, Matthew could almost see the glorious future of the family…

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