Attribute Potions

After all, it wasn't a professional cauldron, so she didn't know exactly how things would turn out.

Fortunately, though.

It restored 3 points per second for 10 seconds.

According to the appraisal, it only had 2 points less Magic Power than the potion made in a cauldron.

It couldn't compare to the original, but it was definitely a blessing for people who didn't have much Magic Power.

Most importantly, the soup pot produced a large quantity.

One soup pot and one iron Water Bucket could produce 400 bottles per batch. Add the 200 bottles from the cauldron, and that made 600 bottles per batch.

That was 1,200 bottles a day.

And if she added the 1,000 potions made in a hundred enamel mugs, wouldn't that make 2,200 bottles?

Terrifying!

It was terrifying just to think about!

Looking at all the pots and mugs, Lan Qingyou clicked her tongue in astonishment.

Lan Qingyou: "Do you have any extra test tubes?"

Shang Chuan: "I do, but they're all used ones I've collected. I'm cleaning them now."

Now that was what you called professional.

Lan Qingyou: "How many?"

Shang Chuan: "1,530. I've cleaned 1,120, and there are 410 left to clean."

Lan Qingyou: "Give me the ones you've cleaned first."

Shang Chuan: "Prices have gone up now. Several merchants are driving them higher."

Lan Qingyou: "I'll give you one extra unit of materials."

As she spoke, Lan Qingyou asked about the current price, then offered him an extra unit of materials. She also gave him several Apprentice-Grade Mana Potions as payment for the effort of cleaning the test tubes.

After all, she would normally have had to do this work herself. Now that someone else was doing it for her, she wasn't going to be stingy.

Shang Chuan: "Sure."

After getting the test tubes, Lan Qingyou began processing the potions she had finished brewing.

Processing the Mana Potions was simple enough, since all she had to do was filter them. Even if their attributes differed, it didn't matter, as long as she filtered the ones with higher attributes first so they wouldn't be contaminated.

But when it came to processing the potions in the enamel mugs, Lan Qingyou was close to losing her mind.

To prevent the potions from being contaminated, every time she switched to a different potion, she had to thoroughly clean every tool that had touched the previous one, including the filter, liquor dispenser, funnel, filtering cloth, slotted spoon, and so on.

Starting at five in the afternoon, Lan Qingyou worked until nightfall before she finished bottling the potions in the enamel mugs.

[Rough Strength Potion (E-)]

[Effect: Increases Strength by 2 points for 60 minutes after use.]

[Description: A potion that was neither a success nor a failure. It makes you want to complain, but you don't know where to start.]

[Rough Agility Potion (E-)]

[Effect: Increases Agility by 2 points for 60 minutes after use.]

[Rough Stamina Potion (E-)]

[Effect: Increases Stamina by 2 points for 60 minutes after use.]

[Rough Spirit Potion (E-)]

[Effect: Increases Spirit by 2 points for 60 minutes after use.]

"Just as I thought. If it isn't brewed in a professional cauldron, it won't get a good rating, no matter how correct the process is."

Looking at the potions appraised by the Small Screen, Lan Qingyou sighed.

Then she placed another potion, filled with pale yellow liquid, on the screen.

[Rough Slowing Potion (E-)]

[Effect: The target's Agility is reduced by 1 point for 10 seconds after being hit.]

[Description: A potion that was neither a success nor a failure. It makes you want to complain, but you don't know where to start.]

Hmm, its effect was 2 points weaker than the one recorded in Potions Study.

It was a product of questionable usefulness, but Lan Qingyou didn't mind.

The enamel mugs were only for practicing, after all.

She would use them to practice any potions or magic potions she hadn't brewed before, so she'd be more comfortable making them in a cauldron later.

That's right.

This was Lan Qingyou's secret weapon—magic potions.

Although she was already doing her best not to get spotted or followed, she didn't have any combat ability at all.

With Slow Potions, things would be different.

If she ran into enemies, she could throw a batch at them, then use her aerial maneuverability to escape much more easily.

If she used them together with the Moonlight Stone Dagger that gave +30 Strength, she might even be able to turn the tables.

It was just that her earlier plan to brew two batches of potions a day was probably going to fall through.

Brewing one batch was already exhausting. If she did two, she might as well forget about studying and go straight to bed.

The three pots could produce 600 potions now. There was no need to push herself that hard.

She'd already been forcibly transported to another world. Keeping up that kind of relentless work schedule clearly wasn't the way to go. She might as well take it easy.

With that thought, Lan Qingyou poured the Agility Potion she'd used for the appraisal, the Agility Potions in the enamel mugs that she hadn't bottled yet, and the Rough Slowing Potions out beneath a tree, destroying them all.

After all, she'd be relying on Slow-Acting Magic Potions to save her life for a while.

Even though Agility Potions only increased Agility by 1 point, she couldn't say they posed no threat to her.

She wouldn't feel at ease unless they simply never appeared at all.

She put all the remaining potions up for sale, except for the Apprentice Magic Potions that increased Magic Power by +50.

The exchange rate for Attribute Potions was 1:10, while the ones that increased Magic Power by +30 were 1:30.

As for the Mana Potions that increased Magic Power by +50, she used all of them for trades.

After all, plenty of people had gathered resources today, and she needed to trade for blueprints too.

In the end, Lan Qingyou got 180 pounds of herbs, a bookcase blueprint, and a Distiller blueprint. Then she closed the herb exchange listing.

180 pounds of assorted herbs was more than enough. More than enough.

At a daily consumption of 12 pounds, she could make them last for half a month.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Big Shot Lan is selling +30 Mana Potions this time!"

"Huh? Weren't they +50?"

"Big Shot Lan must've seen everyone's discussion yesterday. +50 isn't very useful for those of us with low Spirit, but +30 is different. I can use that amount perfectly."

"Exactly. I only have 2 Spirit, but using a +30 potion doesn't feel like such a waste."

"As long as you get the timing right, you won't waste any of the restored Magic Power."

"I can't believe Big Shot Lan is thinking so much about us. She really is—I'm crying."

"Are you only talking about Mana Potions? Didn't you see the Attribute Potions too?"

"They only increase your attributes by 1 point. What's there to discuss?"

"They're probably just something Big Shot Lan made for practice, like those old +10 Mana Potions. Look, she doesn't sell those anymore."

"She's selling potions like these? Is she that desperate for materials?"

"I don't think so. They're a bit weak, but they're still usable, especially for someone like me with low Mental Power."

"All I can say is, at least they're cheap. For 10 units of materials, even someone with only 1 Mental Power can use a Spirit Potion, gather 20 units of materials with the Gathering Art, and make their money back instantly."

"Here comes the math nerd again. But I'm with you this time. I'm going to buy one and taste what magic feels like. We were forcibly transported to another world, so if we don't try magic, wasn't the whole trip pointless?"

"Hahaha, that's right. It's only 10 units, after all. I'll buy a Strength Potion too. Once I take it, I'll have 10 Strength."

"Holy crap! The human limit! What did you do before?"

"I slaughtered pigs, and took out a few people on the side."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

Lan Qingyou couldn't help laughing when she saw that.

Although District 666 was the Valley of Villains, the people here were really interesting. They were so nice to talk to.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Just then, Lan Qingyou's friends list lit up.