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VRMMORPG: Dragomancer Reborn

Arthur Grey was one of the many poor souls doomed to forever do menial dead end jobs. That was until, the rise of a new Virtual reality game Morpheus Online. It was a technological revolution that ushered in a new age for the world. One didn’t need to be educated! One didn’t need to go to college! All could simply strive to gain fortune in Morpheus Online and become rich! Arthur of course joined in on the opportunity presented and did his best to reap a fortune for himself. Unfortunately things didn’t go well for him and one day he perished in an earthquake. Miraculously though, fate had a different plan. Arthur found himself back in his 18 year old self! He had regressed! With all his memories intact, Arthur vowed to reach the top of Morpheus Online, taking advantage of all the secrets that were still hidden along with the biggest secret of them all: The Dragomancer’s Legacy! Taming dragons? Wielding their powers? All was within the grasp as long as one became a Dragomancer. But there was a lot more to the dark side of Morpheus Online that Arthur would discover, realizing there was more to his regression than just luck.

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Potions And Potion Holder

Arthur needed to prioritize making the potions since the raw materials he had weren't exactly stable. They would deteriorate the longer they were kept and lose their effects. 

This was a common thing with many fresh ingredients and they needed to be processed to be kept for a longer time. It was a limitation that took some equipment and work to overcome, but for the start it was fine to use them as it is.

"Welcome, how may I help you?" At the potion shop, a young man greeted Arthur.

He looked to be eighteen or nineteen and was clearly not the owner of the shop.

"I would like to buy some small potion vials as well as wish to use the potioneer's workbench," Arthur replied.

"While I can sell the potion vials, I cannot personally give you the permission to use the workbench. I'll have to ask Master about it first." The young man replied.

It was confirmed from his words that the young man was just an assistant at the shop.