The next day, Matthew brought the improved Magical Power Potion to the Apothecaries' Association.
He had tested it in the quarantine zone the previous night. The potion was highly effective; after patients drank it, magical power remained within their bodies, preventing the trace amounts of Void Force from continuing to erode them.
The receptionist at the front desk was still the young lady with horns. Under her guidance, Matthew met Rory once more.
"Have you found a solution to the plague already?" Master Rory was somewhat surprised by Matthew's efficiency. He had assigned the task yesterday afternoon, yet Matthew had produced an improved formula by this morning.
Master Rory examined Matthew's formula. "Keeping magical power in the body for a period of time to improve the body's resistance to the plague. Not a bad idea."
Matthew did not mention that he had detected components related to the Void. Information concerning the Void was relatively secret knowledge in this world, and revealing it rashly could easily attract unnecessary attention.
Master Rory did not inspect the sample potion Matthew had provided. Instead, he made a batch himself.
Matthew observed Master Rory's entire potion-refining process. His skill in potion-making was extremely high. Even though it was his first time refining this improved Magical Power Potion, he worked as smoothly as flowing clouds and water, without a single mistake.
More than ten minutes later, Rory held a deep blue potion in his hand.
"The refining time is not long, which is another advantage. After all, there are already quite a few people infected with the plague in the quarantine zone," Master Rory commented.
Master Rory found a general worker in the association who was not a Wizard and had him drink the potion to test its effects.
An hour later, Master Rory was very