Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
He didn't know the full theory of it as it wasn't published but he understood that those Spiritual Eyes were the reason for the Witches having the sole ability to concoct potions.
It allowed them to examine the concoction at a microscopic level and use their mental energy to stop the concoction from turning bad.
If it wasn't for it, the mental energy would never be used at such a microscopic level.
Gadgets, equipment, and such, were all useless since even if one was able to see at a microscopic level, his metal energy would not shrink to that level.
Felix knew that without this step, the ingredients used wouldn't combine, absorb, or react to each other positively.
If he went and tried to concoct the potion, he wouldn't even know how it failed. That goes to everyone without those Spiritual Eyes.
That's why he was shocked by Lady Sphinx's ability to concoct.