Mead

"I can now start." I said as I entered my core.

The name of the wine is Rosel's Mead. I had looked at the process and it is not something an ordinary Grade 6 alchemist could craft. If I didn't have confidence in my clone, I wouldn't have done it.

I looked at thirty-six flowers and honey; currently, I am using Sky Grade, common honey.

It is not specialized honey, like the one made from the metal-essence tree, but still special enough. If it appeared in the market; the Sky Sovereigns would kill to get their hands on it.

Around are the thirty-seven big pots, with each five meters in diameter. The thirty-seventh one is in the middle with a ten-meter diameter.

I looked at each of the pots, before waving my hand and immediately, the bottle opened, and water streamed out of it. It soon divided itself into thirty-six parts and began filling the thirty-six pots.

A few seconds later, it stopped after it filled the pots by 70%.