Chapter 79

"Inference: 1. Moon silver processing needs to be more thorough, increase the high-frequency magic resonance crushing step (duration +15 seconds, intensity increased by one level).

2. The timing of adding flame flower petals can be delayed by 0.5 seconds, waiting for the moon silver energy to be completely stable.

3. Consider introducing a trace amount of 'Ice Breath Moss' powder as a buffer to neutralize sudden energy peaks? To be verified.

Waste residue analysis: Detected abnormally high concentrations of 'Erosion Sulfur' and 'Magic Silver Char', confirming that the core of energy conflict is the out-of-control coupling of metal variation and fire attribute..."

Jie Ming stared at this crystal, his expression becoming more and more excited, and the quill pen recording the notes danced faster and faster.

Although his appearance is quite embarrassed now, the excited light flickering in his eyes is the purest desire and desire for conquest of wizards for unknown mysteries.

This magic potion refining experience was completely recorded, and after cleaning up the mess and repairing the corrosion marks on the protective plate, Jie Ming felt his eyes burning.

"Senior..."

A slightly timid voice came from the side, and Jie Ming's attention finally turned away from the wreckage of the failed magic potion.

"Hmm?"

Turning his head to look, he saw several young apprentices wearing potion study badges standing cautiously on the side.

Seeing Jie Ming's attention turn over, the leading apprentice swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then plucked up the courage to say: "That... the instructor said we are going to practice next, and we need to use this operation room..."

During this process, the other apprentices' eyes kept switching between Jie Ming and a pile of magic potions placed on the table beside him.

Jie Ming could clearly feel the envy and exclamation that these people could not suppress in their eyes.

This is also very normal; after all, the potions he made are unusually precious at the wizard apprentice stage, and many of them are even effective for Tier 1 wizards.

However, compared to this, Jie Ming is more concerned about another question.

"Eh? Aren't you having your next class five days later?" He looked puzzled.

The apprentices looked at each other: "That... we said so five days ago..."

"Ah?"

Jie Ming was stunned; the consciousness that had been thinking about magic potions was all concentrated, and the precise biological clock brought by his huge mental power made him immediately understand—he had indeed stayed here for five days.

He clearly only came to find the instructor of potion studies to ask some questions and wanted to try his hand, but he didn't expect that so much time had passed.

Recently, it happened to catch up with the enrollment of new apprentices, and the wizards of potion studies began to re-teach basic knowledge, so Jie Ming followed along to attend the class.

Facts have proved that the wizards of potion studies in the academy are quite capable; even if they are learning elementary knowledge, Jie Ming still feels that he has benefited a lot.

Looking at the magic potion samples he had made as a trial over the past few days placed on the table beside him, Jie Ming had a feeling of not knowing the years in the mountains at this moment.

He has reached his current stage, and it is no problem to not eat, drink, sleep, or rest for more than ten days in a row.

As long as his spirit can hold up, he can basically keep researching.

Thinking this way, Jie Ming realized the lack of mental power in his body.

Feeling the bursts of stinging pain coming from his brain, Jie Ming understood in his heart; after all, it was five days of high-intensity concentration, so it is natural to have such a situation.

"No wonder the failure rate of these last few magic potion refinements is so high..."

Shaking his head, Jie Ming nodded to several apprentices: "So that's it... I know, thank you for reminding me."

He rubbed his eyebrows, put the notebook into his arms, and pushed open the heavy wooden door of the potion study operation room.

"Senior! You forgot to take these magic potions!"

"No need, give those things to you; it counts as compensation for occupying the operation room during this time."

Without paying attention to the joyful potion study new apprentices behind him, Jie Ming looked at the apprentices passing by in a hurry in the corridor in a daze, and stepped forward to prepare to leave.

Just as he left the potion study building and was about to go to his laboratory to rest, he saw a familiar figure on the road.

"Jie Ming?!" Amy's voice was full of surprise; she was carrying a box of gold, obviously preparing to go to the alchemy classroom, "Why did you come out of here? Could it be that the crucible inside was exploded by you?"

She jokingly widened her eyes and pointed to a window in the potion study building that was emitting black smoke.

"Although the last refining was a failure, it's not enough to make such a big mistake."

Jie Ming smiled tiredly and didn't explain too much: "I'm preparing to construct the third wizardry model, so I came to potion studies to learn."

"Now?" Amy tilted her head, then nodded in agreement, "Now is indeed a good time; it happens to be able to attend classes with the freshmen."

"Speaking of which, you look more and more like Instructor Clark now."

Seeming to see the exhaustion on Jie Ming's face, she didn't intend to continue chatting, but looked at the time on her wrist, and her face changed: "Oh my, I have to hurry to hand in the task; Instructor Clark must be in a hurry. Do you have time in the next few days to help me act as a 'shill' for two days? It's quite interesting!"

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This time it was Jie Ming's turn to tilt his head in confusion: "Do you need shills when attending classes?"

"Yes, yes! Have you forgotten? The accident that happened when we first attended the alchemy class."

Amy blinked at him, then took out a piece of silver-white metal from under a box of gold.

"... Damn! That was also a shill?!" Distant memories came, and Jie Ming was shocked and widened his eyes.

"That's right! Instructor Clark said that only actual examples can make these new apprentices have a deep impression!" Saying that, Amy waved at him and carried a large box of gold and flew away.

"I won't chat with you anymore; it's time, I have to go to the experiment first."

Jie Ming blinked, and the footsteps he was about to leave stopped hard.

Although his brain was still stinging, the desire to watch the fun made him wait here.

He didn't wait here for too long; after a while, Jie Ming saw two silver-white puppets dragging the dead-acting Amy from the gate of the alchemy building toward this side.

At this time, Amy was like having just experienced a huge explosion, with silver-white metal embedded on her body and face; these metals even grew together with her flesh and blood, looking unusually terrifying.

However, when being dragged past Jie Ming, Amy suddenly opened her eyes and quickly blinked at him playfully, then quickly closed her eyes, continuing to play dead very professionally.

"... Tsk, the city's routine is deep, all are actors!"

Shaking his body, Jie Ming rubbed his face and walked toward the laboratory in a daze.