Blacksilver

I rose a surprised brow. Gregory didn't seem like the sort of person that enjoyed pain at all, so for him to willingly stab himself like this, he must be extremely confident in his potion.

Gregory asked for the potion and Nova threw it to him before he uncorked it and drank it all in one gulp. The wound on his hand closed up immediately and Gregory clenched and unclenched his hand excitedly.

"Not only does it replenish mana just like the mana-replenishing potions, but it also heals wounds! It's an advanced form of mana replenishing potions, and it costs five percent less since I can use the same silicon grass to manufacture at least three vials! This is amazing!"

"Mhm, yeah," I nodded with a small smile. Gregory has always wanted to manufacture a healing potion, so I could understand his excitement since he finally achieved his dream, "Amazing work, Gregory. What are you going to call it?"