Surprised-How About the "Genius Alchemist" Title?
The dark and messy mage's room.
Master Belore was sitting alone on a dusty but delicate and soft sofa, with his hands crossed on his knees, his whole body leaning back and his eyes closed.
The room was very quiet, and Tang Zheng's figure had already left.
Dang! Dang!
The sound of knocking came through the wooden door.
Master Belore did not make any move. After waiting for a moment, the figure outside the door opened the door and walked in.
Such behavior is enough to show that the identity of this figure is not simple.
"Master, why didn't you see your newly recruited disciple?"
"I heard that you brought people here in person. What kind of Genius can make you so proactive? We have Guild here, but Magic Caster has not joined us for a long time."
A half-joking and hearty laughter came as the wooden door opened.
This is a man wearing a robe, holding a black Sandalwood Staff Magic Caster, with a slight nervousness between his eyebrows. He looks like he is in his 40s, but he is actually only 30 years old.
The other party is none other than Tikshil, the president of "E·Rantel" Magic Caster's Guild.
"That's because your requirements are high."
Master Belore closed his eyes and said calmly without raising his head.
At this time, President Tikshil also noticed that Master Belore was obviously not in high spirits and the atmosphere was slightly wrong.
"What happened?"
The smile on President Tikshil's face faded, he walked forward and sat on the sofa on the other side.
Master Belore did not speak this time, but raised his hand to point to the blue solution contained in an ordinary transparent potion bottle placed on the table.
President Tikshil was a little surprised and picked up this strange bottle of potion. "Is this your newly developed potion?"
While doubtful.
President Tikshil activated his magic power and whispered, "Item Appraisal!"
The entire potion bottle emits a faint light.
"Alchemical Potion with the paralysis effect?" President Tikshil is naturally not a fool. He quickly realized something, "Is this the reason for rejecting you?"
If he could reject a master Scroll Making without a justifiable reason, he would not believe that the old-fashioned master Belore would be so calm.
Clear blue liquid in a potion bottle.
It's more like a natural solution than a man-made thing.
Dang, Dang!
Suddenly, there was another knock on the door.
"Come in." Master Belore straightened up from the sofa.
Click!
The door opens.
Wrapped in a light green headscarf, with her hands behind her back and an expressionless expression, grandmother Lizzie walked in.
He glanced at the two people in the room.
"Tikshil President."
Grandmother Lizzie first nodded to the president, then looked at Master Belore, impatiently, even with a hint of cynicism in her voice,
"Why did you ask me to come here? There is no difference between a Potion Maker like me and a superior Scroll Making master like you."
"Mrs. Bareare." President Tikshil was a little surprised and glanced at Master Belore from the corner of his eye.
These two people have never dealt with each other very well.
"Give her Alchemical Potion."
Master Belore's cheek twitched and he spoke expressionlessly.
President Tikshil had a gossipy look in his eyes, but the expression on his face remained unchanged as he handed over the bottle of Alchemical Potion.
First I took a look at the clear and translucent potion.
Grandma Lizzie's eyes were a little bright, and then she also threw "Item Appraisal".
Soon.
Emotions ranging from surprise to surprise and uncertainty appeared on his face.
"How is it?" Master Belore asked.
Grandma Lizzie ignored the other party, reached out to open the medicine bottle, took out a few drops of medicine and dropped it on her hand, stuck out her tongue and licked it a few times, closed her eyes and meditated.
President Tikshil was a little confused when he saw that the two of them were concerned.
He also checked this Alchemical Potion just now, and the effect can only be regarded as average.
In his understanding, Alchemy is generally used as an auxiliary. Being able to use Alchemy to make potions on his own shows that the young man has a pretty good talent in Alchemy.
In this case, there is really no problem in rejecting scroll technology. After all, a person's energy is limited.
However!
Seeing the attitudes of master Belore and grandmother Lizzie, president Tikshil also realized the problem.
"Where did you get this Alchemical Potion?"
"The effect of the potion can only be considered average, but there is something wrong with the way it is made!"
Grandma Lizzie looked up at Master Belore and said in surprise, "I mean, I have never seen such technology before."
"Using materials from monsters to make items or potions with special effects is nothing, but the items produced must contain the characteristics of these monsters."
"In the words of Potion Maker, it is "impurity", the kind that cannot be removed."
Grandma Lizzie said this, raised the clear and transparent Alchemical Potion in her hand, looked at everyone and said:
"But compared to this!"
"What's more interesting is that this is not a method of enchantment."
"Really?" Master Belore nodded slightly, a trace of understanding flashing in his eyes.
He had noticed this problem before, but he just asked Lizzie, Alchemy's grandmother, who was better at potions and Alchemy, to make sure.
"What do you mean?" President Tikshil on one side was a little confused.
The two people in front of him were Master Scroll Making and the other were experts in Potion Making and Alchemy. He couldn't understand the conversation between them.
Grandmother Lizzie glanced at President Tikshil, seemingly not wanting to explain.
"Since the Thirteen Heroes era more than two hundred years ago."
"As Dwarven Kingdom Rune Technology is gradually lost, Enchantment Technique that we humans have mastered has begun to dominate the mainstream."
"To put it simply, whether it is the enchantment of weapons, the production of scrolls, or various potions, etc., they all rely on Enchantment Technique."
Master Belore had complex emotions on his face and spoke softly.
"Where is the person who made this bottle of Alchemical Potion?"
Grandma Lizzie was in great spirits.
"Left, my name is..." Master Belore paused.
He suddenly realized that he did not seem to have asked Tang Zheng's name, or he did not think that anyone could refuse a scroll master from the beginning.
"He is a young man with black hair. He has such skills and may interact with you. Please pay attention."
Master Belore looked at his grandmother Lizzie and spoke again.
Black-haired young man?
Grandma Lizzie was startled. Not only did the figure of Tang Zheng appear in her mind.
"I took this bottle of Alchemical Potion." Grandma Lizzie turned and left without giving Master Belore a chance to speak.
See this scene.
Master Belore had a look of helplessness on his face.
"You can make Alchemy Solution on your own and develop such technology. No wonder you disdain my Scroll Making methods."
Master Belore sighed.
The use of Alchemy requires very high control of magic power, which should be the reason why the opponent was able to create "Papermaking" at the same level as him.
"Master."
President Tikshil was a little worried at the moment.
"At least one thing is certain, the other party is indeed not Slane Theocracy's person." Master Belore leaned back on the sofa.
"Are you sure?" President Tikshil's eyes became more solemn.
"He took away a copy of Second-Tier's "Angel Summoning" scroll from my place." Master Belore waved his hand.
"If you were from Slane Theocracy, this would be too much."
the other side.
Tang Zheng has returned in the direction of the inn. He needs to experiment with Scroll Making's technology as soon as possible, which may affect whether he wants to do something next.
"Master Scroll Making?"
"Such a title feels very dangerous, right, Blackie."
Tang Zheng looked at Lesser Barghest who was following him and asked, "Tell me, how about the title "Master Genius Alchemy"?"
"Coupled with the identity of Divine System Magic Caster, who is also not a high threat, it seems good."
"Ouch."
Lesser Barghest barked softly. It naturally didn't understand Tang Zheng's words, but it didn't prevent it from responding.