Netheril’s Glory

Chapter 27 Success

Chapter 27  Success

After that, the mage armor also disappeared from Punk's body, and a red burn mark was revealed on his palm. Looking at the unusually conspicuous burn mark in his smooth white palm, Punk lightly shook his hand a few times and let out a sigh of relief. And cast an apprentice-level healing spell on his palm.

A layer of gentle life energy covered the burned spot and quickly reduced the stinging pain.

In less than twenty seconds, Punk's palm was restored to its original white and delicate state.

Punk bought his palm in front of his face and looked at it while gripping and relaxing his fingers.

After looking at his palm for a few seconds, Punk finally lowered his hand and looked in front of him.

The situation in front of him was an absolute mess, but it did not surprise him that much. The half-broken wooden house now became a fully broken house.

There were many wood chips scattered on the floor. Some have been carbonized by the high temperature. The walls that Punk has smashed were even more terrible. Punk can see his alchemy laboratory all the way at the other side of the house through the holes in the walls. The woods surrounding the holes were also burned. Looking at this scene, Punk started to doubt the survival of his alchemy tools.

Thinking about this, a wave of anger started to surge in Punk's heart......

This Night-vision potion was classified as an apprentice-level potion, which was understandable as the potion's effect was really just like an apprentice-level spell.

But, the bastard who wrote that refining difficulty was not to herd for an apprentice-level mage, definitely did not have any good intention.

Theoretically, an apprentice-level mage can indeed refine this potion as long as they have a set of basic alchemy tools. But that was in an ideal situation without considering the talent of the mage or the ingredients' condition.

"Just, in theory-in theory-in theory, People should say the important things three times!"

Punk was very annoyed at how he was deceived and how difficult the alchemy truly was; he, as a trainee-level mage, can't even successfully concoct an apprentice-level potion. And If he was replaced by an apprentice-level ordinary mage, unless he had heaven-defying alchemy talent, He had to waste thousands of gold coins to accomplice anything with alchemy, let alone earn money from it. And even if he had that much wealth, he still needed years of experimentation, and an experienced mentor to protect him from the aftermath of a failed experiment.

So,  this was the so-called "apprentice-level difficulty."

For most of the apprentice-level mages, alchemy was just a dream, And even if they can afford all the expensive knowledge, expensive materials, and expensive tools, you need at least a little bit of talent to make it worth your time. In the end, alchemy was like quicksand, if you don't have large monetary support or acceptable talent, then the more you struggle, the more you will sink, and there was also a big chance that you might lose your life in the process.

Thinking about these difficulties, Punk also began to think about the development of modern magical civilization. Not only did the mages who were hugely helped by the legacy of the Netheril civilization, showed no signs of reviving the glory of the old civilization, but they became more stagnant and declining. The scarcity of mages was its proof!

Punk thinks that what people usually call "the hindrance of the gods" was not the main reason. What really hindered the revival of the old magical civilization's glory was the various ills in the current mage's world.

Looking at the current mages, who cherish knowledge and keep it to themselves. Not letting their inheritance spread to the masses...... Single-mindedness and exclusive mindset like these that people often ignored was the real roadblock in the revival of past glory!

Thinking of this, Punk can only shake his head helplessly. Now he had nothing to do with the deep-rooted problems of the entire mage civilization. And, If he genuinely wants to be one of the decision-makers of this civilization, In that case, he must work hard to achieve that position, by any means, like of fair exchange or fighting or plundering... This was the reality before him!

Punk, now feeling a little helpless, simply ignored the messy wood chips on the floor of the house, treating it as a different kind of carpet. His top priority was to summarize and analyze the reasons for this failure and then learn from it and start the next attempt.

Punk dusted his already dustfree robe and walked back to the laboratory, following the holes in the walls.

He had a blank expression on his face; he was not a person who gives up easily.

"System, analyze the cause of energy conflict."

After Punk assigned this task to the system, he began to carefully check all the alchemy equipment.

Fortunately, due to his timely action, All the alchemy tools were in one piece......

"Analysis result: due to the bad contact between the No. 7 positive energy unit and the No. 213 negative energy unit, No. 7648 line mana operation failed to interrupt the bad contact in time, resulting in chain thermal energy conversion."

"System: predicting solutions."

"Analysis result: adjust the positive energy density of No. 7, adjust the timing of the intervention of the dark element of No. 335, and increase the mana of the No. 213 negative energy unit."

"nice…"

Punk put down the alchemy tools in his hand and stretched. The hood of his robe was accidentally fall off, revealing Punk's beautiful deep blue hair.  Every strand of his hair was glittering like crystals in the low light.

"Does my hair grow a bit faster! Looks like I have to take some time to trim it."

The Punk tidied his hair lightly and put on his hood again.

"system, start the preparation for the second refining, and pay extra attention to the recorded information..."

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Punk started to practice alchemy day and night. And during this period, whenever Punk exhausted all his mana, he immediately meditated and resumed refining as soon as possible

After exhausting all ten portions of his alchemy materials, Punk finally achieved success and refined a single night vision Potion.

Although it was just one apprentice-level auxiliary potion, It meant a lot to Punk, because it means from now on, He can be regarded as an alchemist.

Punk contained the night vision potion in a test tube. The mouth of the test tube was sealed with a cork that has been blessed by magic. Some dark purple filaments were slowly spinning inside the crystal clear potion, which looks like a slowly rotating helical coil; under the faint light, the transparent Potion and the rotating purple coil looked stunning.

Without any accident, this potion can be stored for three years. And it can be even extended using a preserve spell.

"So, I worked all day and all night but got back only this one piece?"

Punk mumbled to himself with a flat tone, but in fact, there was a touch of joy in his heart.

Also, during this process of practicing alchemy, Punk gained a lot of experience in the energy fusion process, which increased his control over magic a lot. This was also one of the fruits of Punk's 27 hours of hard work.

While Punk was looking at his "masterpiece," suddenly, his keen hearing ability as elves caught some faint music outside, and there was also a lot of noise and cheers.

He then remembered that the Green festival celebration that the barbecue shop owner talked about seems to be today.

He was in a good mood, so he decided to go out and take a look at this festival celebration in another world.

And he had to go outside anyway to buy some more materials and supplements for his consumption.

 Punk cast the trainee-level incantation spell "energy conversion" on the essence ball that was getting hotter and hotter. And the glowing red ball that was almost two thousand degrees started to slowly convert into stable etheric energy. And in just a few seconds, the small ball that was as hot and bright as a miniature sun turned into a bright white spot and dissipated in the air.