Becoming the Vice President

Upon entering the Alchemist Association, Pierre and the others first led Drew on a tour, familiarizing him with the benefits and perks offered by the organization.

They showcased the wonderful year the Alchemist Association had enjoyed to Drew in its entirety before finally leading him to a reception room to sit down.

"Master Drew, what do you think of our Alchemist Association?" President Pierre asked.

"It's excellent. The benefits are great, and the equipment and facilities are incredibly comprehensive," Drew praised.

"It's more than just that. We have our own library, which is always stocked with rich resources.

We even have manuscripts of ancient alchemy legacies available for borrowing and study.

It was through consulting historical records and the manuscripts of alchemists who produced Perfect Healing Potion that I discovered the truth about True Perfect quality potions."

"Oh? I would like to ask, President, what exactly is True Perfect quality?" Drew asked, puzzled. Why had this term suddenly appeared?

"Don't be impatient. Let's first discuss the current state of Perfect quality potions.

Master Drew, how do you think our alchemy profession has developed?" President Pierre didn't address the current state immediately, instead tossing a question back to Drew.

"It has developed quite well, with the number of practitioners growing steadily.

Various potions and concoctions have become widespread, many formulas and techniques have been made public, and all kinds of alchemical equipment have made learning alchemy much easier.

These are all thanks to the Alchemist Association," Drew said, sharing his perspective while taking the opportunity to flatter the association.

"You only see one side of it. While the number of people has increased, the quality has fallen far behind what it used to be.

Take Perfect quality potions, for example; in ancient times, they appeared frequently, and even True Perfect quality potions would emerge every year.

But nowadays, a True Perfect quality potion hasn't been seen in over eighty years, and even a standard Perfect quality potion last appeared seven years ago.

Therefore, the quality of alchemy today is far inferior to that of the ancient era.

Because True Perfect quality potions haven't appeared for so long, people have forgotten they even exist, so it's no wonder you didn't know about them.

Here is some information regarding True Perfect quality potions; you can take a look first." As he spoke, President Pierre handed a stack of documents to Drew.

After reading through them, Drew finally understood what True Perfect quality meant. It turned out that a True Perfect quality potion was one that pushed the limits of the potion's power, extracting every last drop of mana from the materials.

General Perfect quality potions were merely a standard artificially defined by people when they couldn't reach the absolute limit.

Thus, only a true limit-breaking potion could be considered a Perfect quality potion. However, the difficulty of producing such a potion was immense, as evidenced by the fact that none had appeared in over eighty years.

To encourage the alchemists of the world and prevent them from despairing and abandoning the profession, the Alchemist Association had established a standard for Perfect quality long ago. Yet, to grant the truly perfect potions their due status, they had hidden the "True Perfect" classification behind it.

After finishing the documents, Drew felt he had dug himself into a massive hole.

He had originally thought Perfect quality potions were difficult to make, but surely they existed on the market.

Who could have known that none had appeared in seven years? Even worse, what he had produced wasn't just some Perfect quality potion, but a True Perfect one.

He had really overplayed his hand this time; no wonder everyone was looking at him with such expressions.

If it had just been that, he might have been considered a once-in-a-century genius.

Now that he had revealed he could continue to refine True Perfect potions, he wasn't just a once-in-a-century talent—he was likely a once-in-several-millennia prodigy.

It was over. How was he supposed to keep this hidden now?

Sure enough, after Drew finished reading the documents, President Pierre asked about his background.

"I wonder, Master Drew, who was your mentor?"

"I spent a long time studying in the High Elf kingdom," Drew replied.

This was something Drew had planned long ago. After all, he didn't understand the human kingdoms well, but he had lived in the High Elf kingdom for over a hundred years.

Regardless of whether he had paid attention to many things, a century was enough for him to learn a great deal.

The High Elf were extremely xenophobic toward other races; only a very select few were ever recognized by them, allowed to interact with them, or even live among them.

Now, Drew intended to pose as one of those rare individuals.

"Oh, the High Elf are indeed a very xenophobic race. Those who can gain their recognition and enter their kingdom are truly extraordinary people.

However, given your talent, Master Drew, it must have been quite easy.

I believe your aptitude must have shocked them all."

"It was average, just average. This True Perfect Healing Potion was something I developed after I left."

"Even the Excellent and Superior quality potions you produced previously demonstrate your talent.

We have actually been paying attention to you for a long time, but we simply hadn't had the opportunity to make contact. When I was young, I followed my master to the High Elf kingdom to exchange ideas with the alchemists there." President Pierre then began to chat with Drew, discussing matters related to the High Elf kingdom.

On President Pierre's side, he had been young and of low status at the time, so his experiences were very limited.

On Drew's side, because Karen had been busy practicing magic, he didn't know much about the alchemists of the High Elf kingdom.

The two of them, both equally ignorant, engaged in a vague conversation, failing to touch upon anything of substance.

Fortunately, both were feeling quite guilty, unsure if the other was telling the truth or if they realized the other was bluffing.

There were many things neither of them understood clearly, knowing only the basics; they could bluff for half a day just by mentioning a name.

If they kept talking, both would have let something slip, so they tacitly ended the conversation. However, the President believed he now understood the background of Drew.

First, Drew had a certain level of understanding regarding the High Elf, though there were some flaws. Even for a talented individual, they would not be highly valued in the High Elf kingdom, nor would they be privy to many details, as humans are a short-lived race after all.

The mentor Drew mentioned was a Master-level mage who also practiced alchemy. He was the only person Drew knew personally who practiced alchemy.

As it happened, President Pierre had heard of this mage's reputation before.

Everything clicked, and Drew's background was confirmed. Drew was also lucky; it was fortunate that there was someone here who knew a little about the High Elf.

This helped him solidify his identity, meaning he would no longer need to hide who he was in the days to come.

This was also the purpose of coming to the Alchemist Association. He had originally assumed that the people here knew nothing about the High Elf, and his explanation of his identity would leave the other party half-doubting.

If President Pierre had been extremely knowledgeable about High Elf alchemists, Drew would have been exposed.

The current situation was simply perfect; his identity had been fully established, and this was an official recognition. The goal of this visit had been basically achieved.

"I wonder what Master Drew plans to do now that you have come out from the High Elf kingdom?" President Pierre asked, seemingly casually.

"My mentor said I have reached a bottleneck and need to travel for a while." This was a pre-planned excuse.

"Do you have any direction or plans at the moment?" the President continued to ask.

"I don't have any plans yet."

"How about this? As you can see, our Alchemist Association offers the best benefits and treatment.

Would you like to come and be a Vice President at our Alchemist Association?" President Pierre extended an invitation.

"I'm afraid that wouldn't be appropriate. I am just a Senior Alchemist; that position is too high."

"If someone could create a perfect potion, I would dare to offer that position even to a Junior Alchemist.

Not to mention someone like you, a Senior Alchemist who has already stepped one foot through the door of the Master level. Furthermore, the potions you produced are of true perfect quality, leaving standard perfect-quality potions in the dust.

In the future, you will definitely become an outstanding Master-level alchemist, and certainly one of the very best. If it weren't for the fact that my position as President requires appointment from headquarters, I would have no problem giving you my seat." The President was very sincere.

"This..." Drew was still hesitant.

"Our Alchemist Association has great benefits, and we have materials, equipment, and knowledge that aren't available on the market.

Once you join as Vice President, you will have access to whatever you need. How about it?

Don't worry about whether it's appropriate or not. Everyone behind me is a high-level member of the Alchemist Association; ask them if it's appropriate." The President struck while the iron was hot, waving his hand at the high-level members behind him.

"Appropriate, absolutely appropriate."

"I am the first to agree."

"If anyone has any objections, they can take it up with me first."

"Then, are there any obligations or conditions after joining?" Drew was somewhat tempted.

"There are no conditions at all, as long as you come.

You can even move your academy here if you want." The President promised.

"Very well, I am willing to join the Alchemist Association." Just like that, Drew moved his base of operations to Stormwind City.