Failure and Success

The Journeyman Level Abjuration spell—Energy Conversion Spell. Punk cast this spell on the small ball, which had already reached at least two thousand degrees Celsius due to the increasing heat. The ball's energy began to be rapidly converted into peaceful Aether Energy. In just a few seconds, the small ball, which had been as hot and bright as a small sun moments before, turned into a beautiful white light spot and dissipated into the air...

Punk lightly shook his left hand a few times. As the Mage Armor disappeared, the red burn on his palm was revealed. Looking at the burn, which was exceptionally conspicuous against his fair skin, Punk let out a soft sigh. He cast an Apprentice Level Evocation spell on his palm—Lesser Heal. Under the gentle coverage of life energy, the red burn quickly subsided in pain. In less than twenty seconds, the skin on Punk's hand returned to its original appearance, still fair and delicate.

Punk flexed his slender fingers, their dexterity completely unaffected, and slowly raised his head. Before him was a mess that didn't surprise him at all. Looking at the wooden house that had gone from a "broken" house to a "ruined" house, Punk was a bit stunned.

Large pieces of shattered wood were scattered on the floor, many of them carbonized by the high temperature. The walls he had pierced were even more a horrific sight. Through the holes, most of which had turned into charcoal, Punk could see all the way to his laboratory. He had no idea if his Alchemy Tools had survived.

For no reason, a nameless rage ignited in Punk's heart...

Punk felt that the Apprentice Level classification for potions was understandable, as the potions indeed only had Apprentice Level effects. However, the bastard who listed the crafting requirements as Apprentice Level and categorized the difficulty as Medium was definitely ill-intentioned. Although "theoretically" an Apprentice Level Mage could craft this "Night Vision Potion" if they had a set of basic Alchemy Tools and learned a few basic Alchemy spells... but pay attention! That was just theory, just theory, just theory; important things are said thrice!

In reality, Punk was certain that it was difficult even for him, a Journeyman Level Mage with a golden finger, to craft it. If it were an ordinary Apprentice Level Mage... unless they were a legendary alchemical prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years, even if they wasted tens of thousands of gold coins on materials, even if they spent three to four years studying, even if they had a powerful and experienced mentor to protect them from blowing themselves up, whether they could actually craft a potion of so-called "Apprentice Level difficulty" with Apprentice Level strength would still be a big question mark! Therefore, for most Mage Apprentices who harbored alchemical dreams, this path of Alchemy, which was knowledge-intensive, material-intensive, and tool-intensive, was not only a huge drain on money but also a trap! A divine trap! And the kind that could cost you your life if you weren't careful!

Thinking this, Punk began to reflect on the development of current magical civilization. The Mages, who inherited the legacy of the Netherese Civilization, showed no signs of reviving the glorious magical civilization and instead appeared increasingly stagnant and in decline. The scarcity of Mages was proof of this!

Punk felt that the "obstacles from the Deities" that people usually spoke of were not the main reason. What truly hindered the revival of magical civilization were the various malpractices within the Mage community today. Look at the Mages of today; they all hoard knowledge, writing books of important knowledge with the attitude of "keeping some for themselves" and "leaving some to trick others"... these often overlooked malpractices are the true great enemies on the path to magical revival!

Thinking this, Punk shook his head helplessly. He was powerless against the deep-rooted problems of the Mages. To obtain knowledge, one had to strive to exchange, strive, and plunder... this was the reality before him!

Feeling a bit empty, Punk decided to ignore the scattered broken wood pieces on the floor. "Just consider it an alternative carpet," Punk thought. The priority now was to summarize and analyze the reasons for failure, learn from the lessons of failure, and then start the next attempt... Punk brushed off his robe, which was free of any dust, and walked back to the laboratory through the series of holes with a blank expression. He was not someone who gave up easily!

"System, analyze the cause of the energy conflict," Punk tasked the System, and then began to carefully inspect every Alchemy Tool. Fortunately, thanks to Punk's timely "sacrifice," all the Alchemy Tools were intact...

"Analysis result: Due to an adverse contact between positive energy unit No. 7 and semi-energy unit No. 213, magic operation line No. 7648 failed to interrupt the adverse contact in time, resulting in a chain thermal conversion."

"System, analyze the solution!"

"Analysis result: Adjust the density of positive energy No. 7, adjust the timing of the intervention of dark element No. 335, and increase the magic control line of semi-energy unit No. 213."

"Veeeery—good!" Punk put down the Alchemy Tool he was holding and stretched his back with a big yawn. His hood was accidentally knocked off by his raised arm, revealing Punk's head of beautiful blue hair. Each strand appeared crystal clear in the faint light...

"Is my hair growing a bit fast? I should trim it when I have time!" Punk gently tidied his hairstyle and put his hood back on!

"Begin preparing for the second crafting attempt. System, please record the information..."

After a struggle of a day and a night, during which Punk meditated as soon as his magic power was depleted, and continued crafting as soon as he recovered, he used up all ten sets of alchemy materials and finally crafted a qualified Night Vision Potion. Although this was just an Apprentice Level auxiliary potion, it represented the foundation and entry into Alchemy. From now on, Punk could be considered an Alchemist!

The Night Vision Potion was contained in a test tube, sealed with a magically enhanced cork stopper. Within the crystal-clear transparent potion, a few dark purple light threads rotated, resembling a slowly rotating spiral coil. Under the light created by the Dancing Light Spell, the clean and clear Night Vision Potion appeared magnificent. This potion could be preserved for three years, and its shelf life could be extended further if magical means were used for "maintenance."

"So, I worked hard for a whole day and night, and in the end, I just broke even?" Punk muttered to himself without any fluctuation in his voice, but in reality, he was still somewhat happy. This process of learning Alchemy had given him a lot of experience in magic power control and alchemy energy fusion. These were Punk's greatest gains from his 27 hours of effort.

As he was admiring his "masterpiece"—that test tube of Night Vision Potion—his keen Elf ears picked up faint, ethereal music from outside, mixed with much noise and cheering.

Punk remembered that the barbecue uncle had mentioned the Verdant Festival celebration seemed to be today. In a good mood, Punk decided to go out and see this festival celebration in another world, and also buy some materials to replenish his consumption.

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