[Magic Power, materials, money, stamina, and spirit—all an alchemist has exists for the sake of alchemy. And alchemy will surely reward your devotion. Remember, alchemy can do anything! —by Albert]
Lan Qingyou slept soundly that night.
She even dreamed she was soaring through the air with her arms outstretched, looking down at the people below struggling to survive.
It was a wonderful feeling.
The next morning, Lan Qingyou got up, took Little Snow Owl downstairs, and began her day's work.
First, of course, she ordered breakfast from Gu Xiaobei.
Soy milk and fried dough sticks, along with a little under half a jin of wolf meat. Lan Qingyou and Little Snow Owl ate with gusto.
Afterward, she went to check on the two little treasures in the Wooden Barrel and found that the potions had turned back into water.
She took them out and appraised them. The Medicine Bag had grown from one cubic meter to about 1.1 cubic meters, while the Moonlight Stone Dagger hadn't changed.
But it didn't matter. Lan Qingyou had always been prepared for this sort of thing to take a long time—and to keep taking a long time.
After pouring out the flavorless potion, Lan Qingyou picked up the things she'd received from Li Huai the day before.
Obsidian: sixteen fist-sized pieces. It wasn't much, but the man had risked his life to get it, so Lan Qingyou certainly wasn't going to complain.
She tossed all of it into the Storage Room to keep until she had a hundred pieces, then she'd take them out and upgrade them.
There were also some herbs.
According to Li Huai, he'd originally meant to offer them as interest on the potions.
Interest was fine, but he hadn't even washed them...
Lan Qingyou grumbled, then started sorting them.
After dealing with herbs for so long, she could recognize most of them at a glance.
"Oh! This... isn't this a Flame Bell? First the Volcano Worm, then the Flame Bell, and now the fire poison he got. What volcano did this guy go to fight at?"
Lan Qingyou grumbled as she picked up a bunch of red herbs that looked like lily of the valley.
Still, where he went to fight and level up was none of her business. What mattered most to her was getting materials she could use.
So she immediately went to her desk and messaged Li Huai.
Lan Qingyou: "Do you have any more Flame Bells?"
Li Huai: "Flame Bells?"
Lan Qingyou: "Those red herbs that look like lily of the valley."
Li Huai: "Oh, those. I'm out, but once I'm healed, I can get you a hundred jin. Call it compensation for making you wait all these days."
Wow, an injured patient was up this early?
Or had he not slept at all last night?
Lan Qingyou grumbled to herself, then sent a message: "All right. Get some rest."
She was in a hurry too, but the other person was still recovering. There was no way she could ask him to do anything right now.
She'd just have to wait for this high-end fighter to heal up.
The reason Lan Qingyou was in such a hurry was that Flame Bells were a key ingredient in Explosive Potions, Flame Magic Potions, and Fire Resistance Potions.
With those potions in hand, and her talent letting her fly through the air, she could become a bomber.
She didn't like fighting, but if anyone picked a fight with her, she could simply hover overhead and bomb them relentlessly, taking them out while they had no way to fight back.
As she sorted the herbs, Lan Qingyou happily imagined herself as a bomber in the future.
As if sensing Lan Qingyou's good mood, Little Snow Owl, who'd been pecking at the herbs, came over and chirped, rubbing against her leg.
"Little chick, are you happy too?"
Seeing Little Snow Owl's reaction, Lan Qingyou happily patted its round head twice, even though she couldn't feel its little rubs against her leg.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"
"Calling you Little Chick seems a bit insulting for someone with a B-Rank talent. How about I give you a name? Steel Wool, that'll be it."
As she petted it, Lan Qingyou spoke to herself.
She didn't even know if Little Snow Owl understood her.
In the end, amid Little Snow Owl's wise-looking gaze, its name was settled just like that.
Well, it did look like steel wool.
After she finished with all that, Lan Qingyou started brewing potions.
Mana Potions, as usual.
She had two more big mana guzzlers now. If she didn't take good care of them, how could she get them to help her out later?
She'd also realized that she'd sold practically every potion she made, and barely kept any for herself.
So her plan was to sell a third of the potions she brewed each day, keep a third as "strategic reserves," and use the remaining third to feed the two big shots.
Of course, to work more efficiently, Lan Qingyou had also bought two 21-liter stockpots from Shang Chuan.
That way, she could make a thousand potions a day.
Shang Chuan had even bigger stockpots, but her Alchemy Workshop couldn't fit them.
She'd have to wait until the next expansion to get one.
Just as she'd thought before, Lan Qingyou didn't even bother going to the stream for water anymore. She ordered it directly from Shang Chuan.
When Shang Chuan first received the order, he'd wondered if Lan Qingyou had come down with some serious illness.
But when she insisted, Shang Chuan, a professional businessman, naturally didn't turn down an easy sale.
He outsourced it to one of his people.
It wasn't a very profitable little job, but every bit helped.
If he wanted to talk about real profit, it was the fact that Lan Qingyou had approached him to do business in the first place.
"Chirp, chirp, chirp..."
Steel Wool started chirping. Lan Qingyou looked over and saw it wobbling toward her at the entrance to her Alchemy Workshop.
It chirped as it walked.
"What is it, Steel Wool? If you want to play, go play somewhere else. Don't bother me while I'm working."
"Chirp, chirp, chirp..."
Steel Wool was clingy, but usually it didn't bother Lan Qingyou while she was working in the Alchemy Workshop.
It would just play by itself on the spacious first floor.
If it had come looking for her now, it must have needed something.
"Hmm... Oh, it's mealtime."
Lan Qingyou glanced at the clock on the desk and figured out why Steel Wool had come to find her. She immediately ordered takeout from Gu Xiaobei.
Before, the alarm on her desk used to go off when Gu Xiaobei delivered her food. Now she had Steel Wool to call her over.
It was actually pretty nice.
While eating, Lan Qingyou checked her shop and saw that someone had sent her a trade request.
They wanted to trade their Monster Studies for thirty +50 Mana Potions.
Lan Qingyou was more than happy to accept.
The price was three times higher than the one she'd originally offered, but it didn't matter.
Knowledge was priceless. If someone was willing to sell it, she'd buy it. Besides, the price wasn't outrageous.
She just didn't have any +50 potions on hand. She'd have to wait until she'd brewed some that evening before she could send them.
The other person naturally had no objections. After all, they'd already sent the trade request.
As for Li Huai, he needed a few days to recover anyway, and she hadn't even received the goods yet. She could take her time.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Just as Lan Qingyou was thinking this, she heard an incoming call from her friends list.
She glanced at it and saw that it was Shang Chuan.
What did he want at this hour?
Curious, she opened the chat window with Shang Chuan.
Shang Chuan: "[Appraisal Glasses]. Want them?"
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