Really Feasible?

It was very simple to verify whether it was an accident or not.

He only needed to use the same method to replicate the refining process.

Of course, in order to avoid trouble, he had to avoid other people.

At the very least, he couldn't do it in the laboratory.

Dave was itching to go back to his apartment.

Dave put down the things in his hands and took out the experiment equipment to clean.

The equipment had not been used for the past few days. Even though he had covered it with a white cloth, it was still inevitably stained with some dust.

This bit of dust might not have any effect on the final potion's effect, but it would more or less affect the success rate during the refining process.

Even if the impact was small, Dave did not dare to neglect it as he was a new apprentice in the field of Potioneering.

After cleaning the equipment, the next step was to refine a portion of spirit water.

Dave took out a spirit leaf and removed the roots inside. He sat on the ground, lit a fire, and started to make the spirit water.

He also used the same special technique to set the fire to its maximum.

Time passed slowly. When Dave saw the last tube of crystal clear liquid, he was excited.

It wasn't an accident!

The method he used could really produce the 'Modarsu Potion'!

Such a bottle was worth 40 magic stones!

What did 40 Magic Stones mean?

He had been painstakingly refining spirit water day and night, but he could only earn one or two magic crystals.

In the past, he was a miserable handyman.

His monthly salary was only one Magic Stone. For 40 Magic Stones, he would have to work for more than three years…

It was no wonder that many people said that although the cost of learning Potionology was high, once there were results, Potionmakers was the richest group of Mages.

Dave now somewhat agreed with that.

Moreover, the most terrifying thing was that the concoction of the Modarsu Potion was not much different from the concoction of ordinary Spirit Water!

At most, the mana consumption would be a little higher when condensing, but because the refining time was shortened, the overall mana consumption would be much less.

In other words, if he was willing, he could refine 20 to 30 bottles of this potion a day!

How many magic stones was that?

That was hundreds and thousands of magic stones!

Dave suddenly felt that he had been promoted from a poor apprentice to a rich mage who could not use up all his magic crystals.

However, he quickly broke away from the joy of this fortune.

He wasn't stupid. He had asked Glenn about the Modarsu Potion.

He knew that although this thing could only be encountered by chance, it was not as easy as it sounded to earn a lot of money from it.

Only official Mages, Potioneers who could make high-level potions that were more advanced than apprentice potions, would need this kind of potion.

In other words, only a Potioneer of Mrs. Izu's level would have a need for this potion.

But how many high-level potioneers of this level did the academy have?

Dave could only guess that there shouldn't be too many of them. After all, he had only seen dozens of mages who came to teach them every day.

Among them, mages who specialized in potionology were even less.

In this way, the sales of this medicine were actually very limited.

He could sell one or two easily.

But if he wanted to sell more…

That was unlikely.

Moreover, it would definitely bring about many side effects.

After all, the reason why this kind of potion was expensive was because it was scarce. There was only a very small probability of obtaining it when refining spirit water.

However, if this scarcity disappeared, the price would naturally fall.

Besides, that wasn't what Dave was worried about the most.

As an acolyte, it was too dangerous to expose his uniqueness.

Every year, there would be apprentices who mysteriously disappeared.

Sometimes, there were even some suspicious human limbs in the garbage disposal bin.

Even though Dave was now Mrs. Izu's apprentice, he was not sure if Mrs. Izu's name would be enough to deter others from harming him.

Even Mrs. Izu could not protect him at all times when he was targeted by an official mage.

"It seems that it's not reliable to rely on this thing to make money."

Dave sighed.

This time, it could only be considered an accidental discovery.

The Modarsu Potion that was refined might be a way to make money.

Selling one or two tubes every once in a while was a good way to earn magic crystals occasionally.

However, he needed to be careful to avoid the risks involved…

Perhaps when he became an official Mage in the future, this discovery would show its value.

However, no matter what, he still earned 40 magic stones.

That was a pleasant surprise.

Even if Dave stopped making spirit water, he had enough magic stones to last him for a long time.

..

Dave was interrupted by the Modarsu potion and almost forgot about the potion formula.

He didn't plan to buy it from an acquaintance.

It wasn't good to stand out too much. He had just become an official apprentice, and he was already starting to refine potions…

If someone noticed, who knew what would happen?

Naturally, at this time, he still had to make a trip to the apprentice market.

The examination was about to begin, and the apprentice market was much more lively than before.

No matter where it was, there was no lack of people working hard at the last minute.

David saw a stall owner selling his old assessment notes, but the price was very high, as much as two magic stones.

Surprisingly, this stall was actually quite popular, and there were many acolytes surrounding it.

As the notes were sold one by one, the stall owner couldn't stop smiling.

Dave was stunned.

So magic stones could be earned this way?

At this moment, an acolyte with hurried footsteps suddenly flashed in front of him.

Dave was stunned.

The acolyte in front seemed to be holding a black card in his hand.

Whether it was the design or the words on it, they were all quite familiar.

It was similar to the card that Millie had given him when she wanted him to go to the place called the Grey Table!

The acolyte was wearing a cloak and had his head lowered. From his angle, his face could not be seen clearly, but judging from his figure, he should be a man.

His footsteps were hurried as he walked forward with the card in his hand. He suddenly stuffed it into the pocket of another apprentice in front of him and then quickly left.

"Can you do that?"

Dave's jaw almost dropped.

What kind of strange advertisement tactic was this?