Half-Potions were the kind of thing that might have required some thought from Ian half a year ago.
But now, with the Silver Chip summarizing the key techniques, Master Gose having gifted him quite a few alchemy textbooks during this period, and Ian doing practice problems in his head every day while riding atop the pack beast—even simulating experiments—
Making a Half-Potion was probably about as difficult for him as eating two eggs for breakfast.
The hardest part was where the "eggs" came from.
And this time, the eggs had practically been handed to him for free.
So the Molten-Iron Stomach Sac Half-Potion was also basically free.
The Molten-Iron Stomach Sac Half-Potion was an unusual black. Within its profound darkness, streams of leaden-gray light flickered faintly, forming inscriptional patterns resembling the character "return."
More than a Magic Potion, it resembled some kind of powerful toxin.
The Steel-Patterned Starfish was not a powerful Magic Beast. On the contrary, its ecological niche was only slightly higher than that of Fortress-Building Coral. It normally ate ordinary shrimp and crabs rather than Magic Beasts, gnawed on crude metal ore, and passed its days that way.
But the very fact that a weak Magic Beast could exist proved that it had to be exceptional in some regard.
And the Steel-Patterned Starfish's exceptional quality was that it could truly eat anything and digest anything.
It also tasted absolutely terrible.
"Even the Magic Potion looks utterly disgusting."
In the laboratory, Ian frowned slightly as he stared at the potion bottle before him. "This thing... looks a little like squid ink mixed with some kind of pulpy orange drink. There are even crystalline granules inside... Good heavens, if Precognitive Vision and the Silver Chip had not both told me that this potion succeeded, I would have assumed it