The Finished Infinite Blood Production?

Galan scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, feeling like he was a complete idiot.

Looking back now, it would have been better to just teach her some of the combat techniques from the Shadow Warrior.

Going out to grind monsters and then creating targeted improvement plans is definitely not suitable for a rough guy like me.

"Without you, I would never have had the opportunity to get so close to Lady Serie."

Amber said.

When she first saw Serie appear, she thought that Celia had only intervened to deal with the Demons, and that saving them was just a side thing.

However, it now seems that the other party's appearance was not accidental.

Both Rivale and Serie were only there because of Galan, which led to the events and opportunities that followed...

"However... I'm actually quite curious now..."

"Um?"

Galan glanced at her, seemingly already knowing what she was about to ask.

"Master, who exactly are you?"

He was able to attract a powerful Demons like the [Bloodstained War God] Rivale, and also get the legendary great Mage Serie to protect him. He originally thought he had just become the disciple of a teacher with considerable strength, but now it seems that the other party's background and identity are simply unfathomable.

She couldn't imagine who in this world could make those two important figures make a special trip just for someone.

"I'm just an ordinary person, I'm not lying to you, I really am just an ordinary person!"

Seeing Amber's disbelieving look, Galan could only smile wryly and quickly asked Lia to say a few words for him. Unexpectedly, Lia was also looking at him with a peculiar gaze, as if she had discovered some new little animal.

"Really? You don't believe me either?"

"If you're just an ordinary person, why do you manage to pique their interest so much, Galan?"

I think there must be some reason for this...

"Yeah, yeah! I think so too! Teacher, you really don't trust us at all! You won't even tell us this!"

After all that happened, Amber had clearly become more familiar with the two of them, and she no longer spoke as timidly as she had at the beginning.

It wasn't that he intentionally wanted to hide it; it's just that the fewer people who know about this, the better. If he told them... However, since Serie has taken Amber as her disciple, it seems she's leaving me some room for maneuver. The karma between us is already intertwined because of this, so perhaps the impact won't be too significant?

He glanced at Lia and Amber, who were looking at him with curiosity, and swallowed hard, hesitating slightly...

"It's done! I finally made it!"

At this moment, Fitz, disheveled and covered in an unknown black substance, excitedly shouted in the storeroom, even waking up the boss was sleeping in the front shop.

"Done? What did you do? Did you finish crafting today's [Healing Potion]? Don't tell me you wasted your time crafting those other odds and ends again!"

"What do you mean by 'miscellaneous'? This is a big deal!"

Fitz stood with his hands on his hips, looking extremely proud.

"Hmph! This little bit of difficulty is no match for me! Haha! I've finally concocted the potion that Galan mentioned!"

"Galan? What potion is that kid talking about?"

Hearing him say that piqued the boss's curiosity.

He knew who Galan was, but he hadn't listened to much of their conversation afterward, so he naturally didn't know the task Galan had entrusted to Fitz.

"[Effect Consolidation]! I've focused all the effects of the [Recovery Potion] on replenishing blood. This way, even with significant blood loss, the body can continuously generate new blood, thus maintaining blood balance!"

"Although this still poses certain risks to the body, it undoubtedly achieves what he envisioned, and it doesn't require focusing all its effects on the [Blood Production] branch."

"That Galan really wasn't lying to me! Through researching this, I actually have a good understanding of the [Rejuvenation Potion]."

"It's starting to look promising"

"Adjusting the drug's potency like this is just like a creation of the [Goddess]! Haha! Now I'm only one step away from completing my great undertaking!"

Fitz seemed to have gone completely mad, standing in the cramped storage room and laughing loudly. His laughter echoed throughout the space, making the boss want to cover his ears and knock him unconscious.

If he hadn't known this guy's temper—that he'd go crazy like this once he successfully developed a new drug—he probably would have thrown him out as a mental patient long ago.

"Okay, can you sell this medicine? If it only has the effect of [Blood Production], it seems that it can only be sold to the church as medical supplies."

The boss frowned and thought for a moment, seemingly unable to see any commercial potential in the drug.

If the goal is to sell it to adventurers, the original [Healing Potion] is already close to perfect. If the potion's power is redirected towards [Blood Production], its practicality is actually reduced considerably.

"This is definitely not suitable for widespread application, since only exceptional cases like Galan would have this need. However, with this successful case, I can continue to develop targeted drugs for various situations, and after that, I will be able to cover most practical scenarios."

"Don't worry, the boss! I'll definitely make you a fortune! Of course—all of this is for my ultimate goal! [The Rejuvenation Potion]!"

Looking at Fitz, who was yelling like a fool, the boss didn't know what expression to make.

Although he didn't refine several more vats of [Healing Potions ] as he said he would, judging from what he said, it seems that he did manage to do something worthwhile this time.

The boss smiled with some relief. Seeing that Fitz was able to realize his potential, he felt like his own child had finally made something of himself.

He was actually quite worried that Fitz, who kept failing and staying cooped up in the storage room all day, would eventually have a mental breakdown if things continued like this.

In his youth, he had met many exceptionally talented and brilliant people, but many of them eventually lost their initial beliefs and goals for various reasons and became aimless and useless.

People like Fitz, who have enough talent but whose goals are too lofty or even unrealistic, are like fledgling eagles whose wings are not yet fully grown, yet they are already half a step above the abyss.

They yearn to fly, to soar into the sky, but most cannot escape the fate of falling into the abyss and being vanished without a trace.