I have a Synthesizer

Eric wore an expression that was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing as he held the Ethereal Elixir and said.

"If we were to sell this thing publicly, people would be fighting tooth and nail, and things might even go wrong. Can it be mass-produced?"

Klein looked at Eric with some surprise, not expecting this unreliable guy to think so far ahead, even about mass production. Was he planning to wholesale this stuff?

"Of course not. Their appearance was also due to an accident."

"I've already spent all the savings I made from selling potions on these potions.

You also said that this kind of thing can easily cause trouble. I wouldn't have taken it out if I wasn't in a hurry for money."

Eric narrowed his eyes, staring at Klein, his expression as if saying, 'Are you trying to trick me?'

"It seems you already have your own ideas in mind when you came to me. Tell me, what are you planning to do?"

Klein laughed. It was comfortable talking to smart people like Eric, as it saved him a lot of effort.

As for his relationship with Eric, they had established a preliminary trust over the past few months.

Staying indoors and developing secretly might be a good way to ensure safety, but as time went on, Klein realized that this approach also had many problems.

He needed to prepare his own funds and resources, which would waste a lot of his time. Plus, he often engaged in large-scale material purchases.

It would be fine for a short time, but over a long period, people would naturally suspect why an alchemist was buying so many materials every day.

And some people would definitely wonder how Klein was consuming all these materials.

This kind of large-scale material purchase was inherently dangerous.

Therefore, he needed to step into the limelight now.

A young arcane mage, an excellent alchemist, and an enchanter.

Handsome, good at studying, and with potential.

With a clean and upright background, his father was a teacher, and his mother was a soldier.

Klein didn't believe that with such conditions, no force would be willing to cultivate and support him.

The Terella Empire was large enough, and there were countless geniuses; it wouldn't mind one more unknown rookie like him.

His perspective had been too small before, and his way of thinking about many things was still based on his previous life.

But after these few months of accumulation, he had figured out many things.

For example, the Plague Source - Kukasairo, he was not only a titled powerhouse, but also had an identity even more terrifying than the title of Plague Source, which was the leader of the Dark Crusades.

Therefore, he, Klein, also needed a force. He didn't have time to cultivate one himself, so he could only show his abilities and let people invite him to join.

He needed to borrow strength, he needed a platform, a platform that was big enough and excellent enough.

"This excuse is too clumsy, isn't it? People with ulterior motives can easily find out that you haven't been to any ruins at all, and haven't even left the academy."

Klein smiled contentedly.

"It's supposed to be clumsy! That way, they can discover me.

If the puzzle is too difficult, I'm afraid these people are too stupid to figure it out.

If even you can feel the clumsiness and roughness in it, then there shouldn't be any problems."

Eric was stunned for a moment. He understood what Klein meant. Klein didn't want to continue hiding behind the scenes anymore, but wanted to stand in the spotlight.

However, Klein seemed to have insulted him just now. What did he mean by 'if even you can feel it, then there shouldn't be any problems?'

Did you think my IQ was low? Eric looked at Klein indignantly. Fine, you're the boss, I won't argue with you.

"Don't want to hide anymore?"

"It's not that I don't want to hide anymore, it's that there's no need to hide everything like before. Staying in one place all the time is too slow for improvement."

Right now, he was severely lacking in knowledge, and the academy's teachings could no longer meet his knowledge needs.

Moreover, Klein's real secret was the Synthesizer. Whether it was alchemy, fel energy, or necromancy, these were all information that could be exposed.

It was time for people to know some so-called "secrets."

……

Eric pondered for a while. He was wondering if there would be any danger if he took on Klein's job.

Not only that, but if Klein stepped into the limelight, he might lose Klein as a very good source of goods.

Eric thought for a long time, and finally decided to agree, because even if he didn't look for him, Klein could find someone else.

"How much are you going to give me?"

"We're friends, I wouldn't let my friend suffer. If you handle it well for me, I'll give you 30%, how about it?"

Klein said casually, the nonchalant tone making Eric's breathing stagnate.

Eric conservatively estimated that these potions were worth at least tens of thousands of Thales, and he was just giving him 30% like that. This guy was really generous.

Eric wasn't very good at math, so he started to estimate how much money 30% would be, and how many fallen girls it could save.

In the end, Eric's conclusion was that this money would probably exceed 10,000 Thales.

Even at the imperial capital's entertainment club's high-end price of 20 Thales per session, it could save 500 times.

Wow! 500 times!

When he helps people heal, minor injuries are only 20 or 30, and major injuries earn at most one or two hundred.

Some people even run up debts, and not only do they not pay back the money, but they also court death by running out to do missions, saying they'll earn money to pay him back.

But sometimes if people die in missions, he can't even get his capital back.

10,000 Thales, ah, he probably couldn't earn that much even if he worked hard to treat illnesses and move bricks for several months, and that's only 30%.

Eric looked at Klein with complicated eyes. Are you alchemists so good at making money?

"Klein, are you still missing a coachman? My horse-driving skills are awesome.

If you don't need a coachman, it doesn't matter, I can even warm the bed."

"Get lost!"

……

Klein naturally knew how huge a number 30% of the profits was, but for him, it was all worth the investment.

Among these potions, the Ethereal Elixir, which was predicted to be the most expensive, he could actually mass-produce.

That's right, a potion worth tens of thousands of Thales that could be mass-produced.

As long as he found a stable and safe platform, the profits at that time would be an astronomical figure.

When his magic power continued to grow, he could even use the Ethereal Elixir as a regular resource.

The opportunity to change the magic pool, he believed that no one could refuse him.

Eric had a wide network of contacts, and letting him do things was more efficient and safer than Klein doing it himself.

Klein didn't talk about feelings with Eric, because favors were the hardest things to repay.

Only people who don't want to give money will talk to the other party about feelings, ideals, and the future.

And the ideal of ordinary people is to earn enough money and then lie at home as a comfortable deadbeat.

So, to be realistic, talking about money is the most effective.

These money, just consider it as buying a ticket to a bigger platform.

Dear readers and friends, I really can't help with the urging of updates, now is the new book period.

Two updates a day are good for recommendations, it's really not that I'm not working hard to write, I will definitely add more updates when it's on the shelves.

During the seedling period, I hope everyone will support this book more, good-looking data will make the book's results and recommendations better, thank you.