Wizard: Max level talent, starting from zero-ring trick.

Chapter 39 Junior Pharmacist, An Unexpected Surprise

Leave the room.

Ian was taken to the work area by Hal's servants.

In front of a lab table piled high with experimental materials, a servant stood with his hands on his hips and said.

"Currently, the laboratory mainly uses three basic drugs: secondary hemostatic agents, secondary physical stamina agents, and secondary antidotes."

Lord Hal has instructed you to first process the materials for the secondary hemostatic agent, producing at least fifty units per day, with only five allowed to be lost. Any excess will incur compensation. After that, you will proceed with processing the materials for the other two types of agents.

Fifty portions?

Ian frowned.

It takes him about fifteen to twenty minutes to prepare a dose of secondary hemostatic agent.

This does not include the time spent on material handling.

He is quite skilled at processing materials, which takes him about ten minutes, and he can process about five or six documents in an hour.

Fifty servings, that will take about ten hours.

This is definitely not a normal quantity!

"What if more than five items are damaged?"

Ian raised a question.

"The excess portion is four magic stone fragments each, which I believe shouldn't be a problem for you, sir."

The servant wizard leaned back and said.

"OK."

A magic stone fragment is a smaller unit than a magic stone; ten magic stone fragments can be exchanged for one magic stone.

It is rarely used within the academy; it is generally used in markets.

Seeing Ian's submissive demeanor, the servant wizard felt a surge of superiority and straightened up, saying, "Of course, if you think it's too much, you can beg Lord Hal for mercy. But, sir, you should..."

next moment.

Before the servant could say anything more, a powerful mental wave surged towards him, causing him to gasp for breath.

It came from Ian.

The servants and apprentices' expressions froze.

He then suddenly realized that no matter what, the person in front of him was a full member of the Potions Department, while he was just a servant wizard.

Within the academy, even if a formal wizard kills a servant wizard, the most they are punished with is a magic stone.

This is a difference in absolute status.

"What are you trying to say?"

Ian looked at him calmly.

"It's nothing, I'll go get the materials for you right away."

The servant, who had been standing straight, hunched over again, no longer daring to meet Ian's gaze.

"Fine, don't try to fool me with junk."

The servant apprentice simply mumbled a "Yes."

They slunk away.

In the distance, the wizards in the laboratory had naturally noticed this scene long ago and were somewhat surprised.

It seems that Ian was not as weak as he appeared.

Ian's gaze remained calm.

But deep down, he knew very well.

A servant wizard would never dare to be so bold; it was clearly Hal's tacit approval.

At times like these, one must not be weak.

Otherwise, it will only make the situation worse.

Especially in opposing camps.

"Brother, you're awesome."

Just then, a voice came from Ian's left.

Ian looked over.

A wizard with a somewhat sallow complexion walked towards him and gave him a smile.

"My name is Mammon Brooke."

Ian was somewhat surprised.

Because of Hal, no one dares to approach him casually.

"I am also under Lady Vivian's command."

Mammon shrugged.

Soon, Ian learned that Mammon came from a small wizarding family and, because of his connection with Vivian during his apprenticeship, was assigned to old Hal's service.

It's been almost three years.

"The daily workload is enormous, and the constant need to compensate for magic stones has slowed down my mental strength growth. I'm planning to transfer to the combat department in a few months."

Mammon said helplessly.

Normally, you can't transfer between departments, but after three years in a department, you have one chance to earn money from the department.

Of course, this is on the premise that the department wants you.

Currently, due to the war, the combat departments are short-staffed, so there's no need to worry about that.

Ian frowned.

He didn't want to stay here for long and was even planning to leave as soon as possible.

"Is there any way to leave?" Ian asked.

"Become a junior pharmacist," Mammon said.

Ian then remembered that Vivian seemed to have mentioned this.

"Junior Pharmacist?" Ian asked.

"If you can skillfully prepare three basic potions and successfully prepare three out of five potions with five ingredients, you can become a junior pharmacist."

Becoming a junior pharmacist will increase your salary and privileges, allowing you to independently prepare potions.

Mammon felt a surge of frustration.

I finally made it into the Potions Club, but who would have thought it would end like this?

"Brother, I think you've been planning ahead for a while now."

Mammon looked at Ian with a hint of pity.

Because of Halson, this kid is being targeted even more than him.

It will probably be difficult to make a name for myself here.

"Three kinds of medicine!"

Ian was not discouraged.

For Mammon, improving proficiency in this environment would indeed be difficult, but for him it's different.

Even handling materials can improve your proficiency.

It is especially useful when you are just starting to learn, as it can help you quickly improve your proficiency. The only drawback is that it requires an extremely large quantity.

"Isn't this exactly what Hal made me do?"

Ian's expression was strange.

It seems that coming here isn't as bad as he imagined.

At this time, the servants also brought over several baskets of materials. The quality was not good, but it was definitely not bad either!

Ian took a deep breath.

They buried themselves in processing the materials.

the other side.

Roger couldn't help but smile as he watched this scene.

Because of the fourth family and their connections, Hal did not make things difficult for him and even treated him well.

"Ian, Ian, how far can you go without the support of your department?"

Roger clicked his tongue.

As the family's wizard, he knew very well how difficult it was to become a junior apothecary without the support of the department.

If Ian continues like this, he'll just be the next Mammon.

The two will soon widen the gap.

He was the first to become a junior pharmacist.

No one said his ranking was stolen anymore!

Time will tell.

Roger watched Ian's retreating figure with unwavering confidence.

.......

in the afternoon.

Ian finished his work.

"Ten hours, fifty sets of materials, two sets were damaged, and twenty points of proficiency were gained."

Ian was somewhat stunned.

He had previously worked with materials in Victor's lab.

After improving the level of secondary hemostatic agents from beginner to intermediate proficiency, the rate of improvement gradually slows down.

After that, he continued to improve by concocting potions.

However, he did not expect that even though he had reached the expert level, he could still improve by processing materials.

"No, I processed nearly fifty documents, and on average, every three documents only provided one point of proficiency. If it were configuration, it would provide at least a hundred points of proficiency."

Ian suddenly realized.

Compared to this, it does seem ridiculously low.

This situation could only occur on an assembly line like the Potions Department.

Ian glanced at the proficiency level.

[Skill: Secondary Hemostatic Agent (Expert 80/400)]

I'm still 320 proficiency points short.

"So, it'll only take about two weeks?"

Ian's eyes flickered.

It seems to be... Hal's laboratory.

It's not that bad?

......

"A basic potion-making tool kit costs three magic stones to rent for a month, and nine magic stones for three months. That's really expensive!"

Ian carried a set of equipment away, feeling a sudden tingling in his teeth.

On the way past the castle, I spent another twenty magic stones to buy two potion recipes.

Nothing has started yet.

Ian's magic stones are running low.

"We've gained more resources, but we're spending more too!"

Inside the house, the equipment was tidied up.

Ian felt poorer than ever before!

For the final assessment, he only had five magic stones left, the rest of which came from the support of Ross and the Silvermoon Lake family.

The former has twenty, and the latter has twelve.

There were thirty-seven in total. After deducting the cost of this use, there are eight magic stones left.

Actually, that's not all; there are also about ten vials of secondary hemostatic agents that he used to practice preparing.

"Normally, one is worth one magic stone. We can sell them to Logan and the others cheaper when they come back next time."

Ian shook his head.

Unfortunately, there isn't enough time now, otherwise he would have already started selling potions to earn magic stones.

So my next goal is still to become a junior pharmacist.

Junior pharmacists can prepare the ingredients independently, and they also have a certain material quota.

And most importantly, they can move around freely.

The latter is what he needs most.

"Only by becoming a junior apothecary can one truly belong to the Potions Department, which is a completely different level, and at the same time, one can get rid of Hal."

Ian's gaze gradually hardened.