Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 40 - Enlightenment (Please Follow)
Chapter 40: Chapter 40 Enlightenment (Please Follow)
“Such incredible strength, is this what the top apprentices at the Academy are like?”
Richard watched Eric in the center of the hall and couldn’t help but sigh. As a Wizard Apprentice who practiced Bloodline Alchemy, Richard had gained a clearer understanding of the apprentice wielding the wand during the recent friction.
If that strike had hit him, even a graze would be an injury, a direct hit would be death.
Yet Eric had caught that strike with such an effortless grace.
“My mentor mentioned that this Eric is Deputy Dean Alex’s proud disciple,” Ali casually remarked. “It’s said that he’s so strong that the Deputy Dean even wanted him to drop out of the wizard exam and directly return home to inherit the family resources and become a Wizard.”
“Family?” Richard was startled, “Is Senior Eric from a Wizard Family?”
Wizard Families, once symbols of the enlightenment era in the Wizard World, still exist today. However, compared to their past glory, modern Wizard Families have become even more secretive. Some powerful families would use the Academy as their public symbol, while the weaker ones may join an Academy to become affiliated with a Great Wizard, seeking to gain a share in this age of exploration.
Regardless of their strength, Wizard Families are known to foster their offspring far better than ordinary Wizard Descendants.
“Yes, but I only heard this from my teacher.”
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As the exchange meeting progressed, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became more lively. Accompanied by music that seemed to appear out of nowhere, acquaintances among the apprentices began to dance in the middle of the hall.
“Richard, shall we go for a dance?” Ali asked with a hint of boredom.
She was very familiar with this scene as the daughter of a wealthy merchant and had often attended balls organized by Nobles.
“I’d rather not dance.” Richard brushed off several apprentices who had come up to chat. Although he was reclusive, some well-informed apprentices recognized him.
“I’m not good at this.”
He regretted attending this exchange meeting; he’d normally be reading a book in his dorm or brewing Magic Potions during this time.
Instead of wasting time chatting awkwardly with a bunch of apprentices with ulterior motives.
“Then let’s go back. This exchange meeting doesn’t feel much different from one of those noble gatherings.”
At the other end of the hall, Joseph was talking animatedly amongst a group of apprentices. Compared to Richard’s insignificant fame, as a formal Apprentice and a Wizard Descendant of Master Urich, Joseph’s reputation was well-known among the apprentices, if not famous.
“Brother Joseph, I heard you can now expertly make Concentration Potions?” one apprentice fawned.
Joseph downed his glass of wine in one gulp, boasting proudly, “You heard right. My teacher has given me the recipe for the Concentration Potion. From now on, Urich’s Shop will have at least fifty bottles available each month!”
As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately shocked the surrounding apprentices.
Ulrich’s Alchemy Store did sell Concentration Potions, but the supply was always inconsistent. Some months there’d be thirty to fifty bottles, other times only a few. Hence, although the Concentration Potion was priced at five Magic Stones a bottle at Urich’s Shop, in apprentice trading, it often sold for a third more. And if output was low for several months, the price could easily double or more.
Hoarding Concentration Potions had almost become a business.
Joseph contentedly observed the reactions of the apprentices around him. His success rate in brewing Magic Potions was approaching one in two, a Talent so remarkable that even his Master praised him, which was why Urich had passed on the recipe to him.
While he was basking in his satisfaction, he suddenly saw two apprentices leaving the hall.
One of them was particularly familiar to him.
“Ali?”
Joseph’s brain, dulled by alcohol, couldn’t react in time to confirm before the two apprentices disappeared outside the door.
“Never mind, what does it matter even if it was her?” Joseph shook his head.
He wasn’t short of women at the moment. A talented and pretty woman, she could go play with that Wild Apprentice.
A short-sighted woman who won’t amount to much; she’ll regret it later.
With that, Joseph returned to his merry drinking and conversation, reveling in the feeling of being the center of attention.
…
The exchange meeting didn’t change Richard’s life, dull, tedious, boring; these were the main themes of life for Wizard Apprentices, and even for Wizards.
Over three months, Richard spent most of his time brewing Magic Potions. Throughout the potion brewing process, Richard was doing one thing—recording data. And as bottle after bottle of Magic Potion was successfully concocted, Richard’s data gradually became more comprehensive.
“Hmm…still no significant characteristics.”
After researching all night, Richard looked at his thick notebook full of notes, which recorded the data of all the Potions he had made these days. He had hoped to find some patterns in the data that would increase the success rate of the Magic Potions, and even allow for mass production.
But as of now, his hypothesis had failed.
“Could it be that brewing Magic Potions really just relies on experience and intuition?” Richard looked at the data with some disheartenment.
Wizards value empirical evidence; numbers don’t lie—if there’s no significant pattern, then there’s no significant pattern.
Richard tossed the notebook aside, beginning to ponder if he had missed something. Otherwise, it didn’t make sense that he had conducted hundreds of experiments without discerning even a hint of a pattern.
Just then, a knock came at his door.
Ali stood outside, with dark circles under her eyes and yawning, handing Richard a stack of manuscript paper.
“Richard, I’ve taken apart what you asked for. This Ice Cone Skill is really amazing. After I deconstructed its Rune structure, I found that most of its Runes are for generating power, with only a very small part focused on condensing the Ice Cone.
This is virtually impossible in other Elemental Spells.”
Richard browsed through the manuscript papers, which recorded Ali’s process of deconstructing the Spell, and at the end, Richard saw a Magic Model with only a circle of Runes.
“This is the source of power for the Ice Cone Skill, I hope this is what you needed.” Ali yawned, having hardly slept at all in the past few days, dedicating all her time to deconstructing Spells for Richard.
“Good, you’ve worked hard. This is very helpful to me.” Richard ruffled Ali’s hair, “You go back and rest now, you’ve worked hard these past few days.”
“Hmm, then I’m going back.”
With the manuscript papers in hand, Richard returned to his desk and decided to switch gears; he wouldn’t think about the Magic Potions for a while.
“Ice Cone Skill… Let me think about what you can do.”
Richard flipped through Ali’s manuscript papers, which thoughtfully recorded the efficiency of this circle of Runes in converting Magic Power.
“Sixty percent, the conversion rate is so high.” Richard was surprised by the record on the manuscript papers; a sixty percent conversion rate meant that for every unit of Magic Power he inputted, 0.6 units were converted into the kinetic energy of the Ice Cone.
If this conversion efficiency were applied to the internal combustion engine of his previous world, the Nobel Prize would have to be renamed after him.
But he immediately realized that this value was theoretical, and it changed with the Rune carrier; the higher the carrier’s Magic Conduction efficiency, the closer it approached fifty percent.
“Converting Magic Power, Magic Power…”
Suddenly, Richard froze.
He had just realized what he had been overlooking.
He had recorded the physical changes of the materials, the chemical changes, and even various trivial data, but he had completely omitted to record the Magic Power changes in the Potions during Alchemy.
His experiences from his previous life had blinded him—in this world of Magic Power, Magic Power should be the most important part of a Magic Potion!
An epiphany struck Richard, and he dashed out of the room, only to run back into the room.
Taking the stairs was too slow!
He leaped out of the balcony window, then sprinted toward the commercial district.
He needed a little help now.
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