Wizard: I can refine everything

Business District, Anna's Cottage

"I can lend you a hundred magic stones, but why do you want to buy a concentration potion? It's still a high-quality product." Anna looked at her junior brother in surprise, "This thing is not cheap. Why did you buy it?"

Richard cleared his throat and spoke out the words he had prepared.

"Sister Anna, I am also studying concentration potions. I think they are also concentration potions. The ones the teacher gave me must be similar to those sold in the business district. Buying a bottle might give me some inspiration."

"Inspiration?" Anna rolled her eyes at Richard, "We alchemist wizards pay attention to learning more and practicing more, how can we rely on illusory inspiration."

But even though Anna said this, she returned to the store and took out a bottle of 100 ml light blue potion.

"Here, a high-quality concentration potion costs 30 magic stones in the store. I bought it second-hand, and the price has doubled." As she spoke, Anna held the potion and waved it in front of Richard's eyes, with a hint of amusement at the corner of her mouth. Smiling, "How many magic stones do you think are suitable to sell to you now?"

"This..." Li looked at the potion, and his heart suddenly became entangled.

He doesn't have many magic stones on him right now.

"You really remembered it." Anna couldn't help but knock Richard on the head, "This thing is priceless in the academy. If you can sell one bottle a month, it is considered a high output. You can't buy it with the magic stone alone." ”

"Then...Sister Anna, are you going to send me off?" Richard's eyes lit up.

"What a beautiful idea." Anna glared at Richard, "I'm borrowing this thing from you. If you make a high-quality concentration potion in the future, you have to return two bottles to me."

"Do you accept this condition?"

"Accept, accept, of course I accept." Richard nodded repeatedly, and then added.

"Sister Anna, you are so kind to me!"

Anna's cheeks turned slightly red, "Go, go, hurry up and make your potion. I regret it a bit. I should have wanted three bottles of high-quality potion!"

…

Back in the dormitory, Richard took the potion and activated the Miracle Furnace.

[Materials: High-quality concentrated pharmaceuticals]

[Skills that can be refined: Medicine refining operation (incomplete)]

[Refining consumption: 10 mental power]

[Information that can be extracted: Focus on pharmaceutical formulas]

[Refining consumption: 10 mental power]

【Whether to refine】

"Can I also extract the formula for potions?" Li looked at the information given by the furnace and couldn't help but feel happy. "If that's the case, wouldn't I be able to extract the formulas for all the potions sold by the academy?"

This crazy idea made Richard tremble in his heart, but he immediately suppressed it. Because even if he refines so many formulas, he can't sell them in commercial areas. Those wizards could tell at a glance whether the potion was their own formula.

Jorrod couldn't protect him from such a serious crime as stealing knowledge.

"But even though I can't sell it, I can always use it myself." Richard couldn't help but curl up his lips. "With so many potions sold, it will definitely be no problem for me to get one or two bottles."

Richard chose to refine the skill. With up to 23 points of mental power, Richard only felt a slight dizziness and the refinement was over.

Absorbing the light ball that recorded his skills, Richard felt like he had transformed into a wizard again in an instant. Every material was kneaded and handled at will like plasticine in his hands, and all kinds of weird-shaped, soft or hard materials were in his hands. It's not a problem. It's also easy to configure potions. You can deal with various situations without even thinking.

After the absorption was completed, Richard shook his head, stood up and picked up the materials for preparing the concentration potion.

Pounding, sifting, extracting, grinding, Richard held the materials, and his arms automatically processed them without even thinking about it.

"The wizard's skills are terrifying."

Richard let out a sigh of relief, feeling awe of the wizard again in his heart.

…

With such skills, Richard is naturally very good at making potions. Although there are still failures, failure is inevitable. During this period, Richard did not forget to record the data. He always had some opinions on the vague data on the formula.

Richard believes that the low success rate of potions is largely due to these vague data.

In this way, a month passed quickly.

"You...did you do all of this?" Anna looked at the box of concentration potions in front of her, her mind spinning.

She felt that there must be something wrong with her meditation, otherwise how could she see her junior brother, who had just prepared potions for a month, holding a box of concentration potions and looking for her to sell them.

This must be an illusion!

"Sister Anna, do you agree to put these potions on consignment for you?" Richard asked with some dissatisfaction after not receiving a reply for a long time.

After refining his skills, Richard concentrated on preparing potions this month. After spending all the money he borrowed from Anna, he prepared a total of sixty-five bottles of concentration potions, with a success rate of nearly two-thirds.

"Agree, agree." Anna came back to her senses and cautiously tried, "How many times have you failed in making these potions? The magic stones I gave you should not be enough."

An embarrassing thought flashed through Anna's mind - she actually wished Richard would fail more often.

But Richard's answer shattered her last illusions.

"Failed many times, about 1/2 of the success rate." Richard said pretending to be embarrassed. Joe Lord gave him a book that recorded many of the achievements of his former disciples, among which the 1/2 success rate was consecutive. The last one can't compare.

This kind of result seemed to Richard to be very consistent with his status as a low-level apprentice.

"How much?" Anna felt dizzy again. She had never felt so powerless since she became a wizard apprentice.

"One-half." Richard repeated word by word, "Sister, I have just started to prepare potions. Isn't it normal for the failure rate to be higher?"

"One-half success rate! For ordinary apprentices who start to make concentration potions, if they can achieve a success rate of one-tenth, they are qualified, and if they can reach one-fifth, they are talented. For low-level apprentices like you who have achieved a success rate of one-half at the beginning of refining medicine, I..."

Anna was a little powerless to face Richard at this moment. She thought Richard had the same talent as her in magic equipment, but now it seems that Richard's talent is more exaggerated than she thought.

"Ah... is that so?" Richard's face froze, and he forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, "I see the record in the teacher's book, I can't rank."

Anna took a deep breath and tried to make her tone calmer.

"Richard, the teacher has taught hundreds of students in the academy. Those who can be accepted as students by him are all extremely talented, and the apprentices who can be written into his book are geniuses among geniuses."

"Haha, I said I wouldn't be so bad that I can't even compare to the last place in the book." Richard tried to make himself excited. At this moment, he had already given up.

Genius is genius, anyway, he made all the potions by himself, even if he was asked to repeat them, he could repeat them.

With so many native predecessors, he, a time traveler, is not so conspicuous.

"But don't be too proud," Anna restrained her emotions and returned to her usual cold and elegant state. "There are many talented apprentices, but only a few can really become wizards."

"Well, I know." Richard nodded obediently.

Anna pointed at the potions in the box, a total of 46 bottles. According to the selling price of five magic stones per bottle, these potions brought Richard a net profit of nearly 130 magic stones.

This is the result of Richard deliberately selling less. If Richard is willing to sell more, he can earn more.

"I, as your senior sister, will not take a commission for the consignment potion. Take these 130 magic stones." Anna put the potion in the counter and handed Richard a bag of magic stones. "Focus potion will sell well. I will give you the money first.

Go back and have a good rest. You must be exhausted this month."

Richard felt warm in his heart. He took the magic stones and said goodbye to Anna politely, then went straight to the central black tower.

There was no need to rest. He had money now. How could he not spend it well?