Me! The Strongest Alchemist!
This is a world of swords and magic. Here, sorcerers and knights are well established, while alchemists and forge smiths are revered by the Empire. Mas transmigrated from Earth to this world and became an apprentice alchemist. This was a very noble status, a brilliant alchemist could command the respect of any major city. Mas was also proud of his own position. But he didn't expect that his teacher was actually a huge fraudster, who used subpar alchemy products to trick the Royal Capital. When they came knocking on the door fuming with killing intent, Mas's teacher Wosk had already run away. While Mas, who was his student, was left behind to deal with this mess. If Mas was unable to hand up alchemy products that are powerful enough, he would be burnt alive by the people of the Great Empire. Just then, he finally awakened the God-tier Alchemist System and received the Creator's Alchemy Station. On this station, any monster could be created. [Obsidian Gargoyle, [Lightning Naga, [Iron Golem, [Granite Golem, [Puppet Dragon, [Laval Titan]... One after another legendary alchemy creatures were born in the hands of Mas, and he gradually gained the title of the God of Alchemy!
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Chapter 1: Creator's Alchemy Platform
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Deep in the Gloom Forest, a magnificent tower that reached into the clouds sat in the middle of the forest. If a mathematician or architect were nearby, they would be shocked. From the outside, this tower was at least hundreds of meters long.
Furthermore, there were large numbers of rune turrets around the Alchemy Tower. It was not impressive at all.
There was no doubt that anyone who trespassed this place would be blasted into pieces by the energy contained in the rune turret.
But today, hundreds of heavily-armored knights and hundreds of imperial sorcerers appeared around the rune turrets and surrounded the Alchemy Tower.
Among the thousands of people, the leader was Karl, who was leading this operation. Karl was the famous Knight Chief of the Storm Empire. As the younger generation, Karl had obtained the recognition of the royal family of the Storm Empire at the age of 25 and became the Knight Chief of the royal family. His reputation in the empire could be said to be like the sun in the midday sky. To let Karl lead this operation, it could be seen how frustrated the empire was and how much emphasis they had placed on this operation.
At this moment, in the middle of the Alchemy Tower…
To:?
Oh, my adorable Mas, when you read this letter, I was already far away from home. I don't have much time left. I'm very sorry, my dear student. There's no need to be surprised or sad. In fact, I was the one who escaped punishment.
In fact, strictly speaking, I am not a good teacher. In the two months I spent with you, I did not teach you any practical alchemy.
This Alchemy Tower doesn't belong to me. I used to be an apprentice alchemist. Yes, as you can see, no one would believe that I'm a 60-year-old apprentice alchemist, right? I did some odd jobs under the original owner of this Alchemy Tower, day after day. However, the owner of this Alchemy Tower never came back after going out again. As an apprentice alchemist who has worked for 30 years, it's only natural that I would be greedy and impersonate the owner of this Alchemy Tower to inherit this magnificent Alchemy Tower.
A month ago, the royal family of the Storm Empire found me and said that they would give me a large sum of gold coins as a reward. They wanted me to help them refine some low-level alchemical soldiers to help them. They were very eager to defeat the hypocritical pope empire.
I created an inferior product based on the alchemy notes left behind by my original master, which is a product that cannot withstand a single blow. I wasn't young anymore, so I planned to make a fortune out of the royal family of the Storm Empire and run away, but I never expected to be exposed so quickly!
Remember! The rune turrets outside the Alchemy Tower had long been emptied by me. They were all empty shells that looked good but are useless. In the few years that I had inherited the Alchemy Tower, I did not have a stable source of income to support me in fulfilling my great alchemy dream. I had long exchanged the core skills of the rune turrets for gold coins!
When you see this letter, I might have already died. The gold coins that I extorted from the royal family of the Storm Empire and the wealth that I had accumulated in my life were all placed in the magic box on the top of the tower. The password is your birthday, 1213. Although you have only followed me for two months, I know that you are very hardworking, very talented, and extremely fond of alchemy. Take that money and quickly leave this place. A genius like you should not be confined to such a small place. I hope that you can spread your wings and soar, and I hope that you will become a great alchemist whose name will shake the world in the future!
Signing off,?
Swoks Ryan.
Mas's brain was really a little muddled.
Two months ago, Mas had transmigrated to this world. He was still a starving farmer from the Storm Empire. He was seen by Master Swoks when he entered the city. Seeing how pitiful he looked, Swoks took him in as a servant and left him in the Alchemy Tower.
By chance, Master Swoks found out that Mas had skills in alchemy and Mas naturally became Master Swoks' personal disciple.
According to the memories that Mas had inherited, this world was very similar to the medieval Europe of his previous life, though it was not exactly the same. This world possessed extraordinary powers that the Earth of his previous life did not possess—mages, heavy cavalry, musketeers, goblins, dwarves, dragons, etc…
Alchemists were one of the great supernatural powers in this world. The legendary divine alchemist could even summon the ancient crystal dragon that had been extinct since ancient times!
At that time, Mas swore that he would work hard and study alchemy after experiencing the hardships of farmers. He would follow his teacher Swoks and become a famous great alchemist.
However, he never expected that his life was going in the same direction as the novels in his previous life. Everything was progressing in a beautiful direction. He never expected that his trusted master was actually an imposter, and his skills was similar to his own. He was just an apprentice alchemist!
Just two hours ago, he had discovered a group of people from the Storm Empire at the entrance of the Gloom Forest from the investigation guards of the Alchemy Tower. It seemed that they had come to settle scores with his teacher, Swoks Ryan, for that batch of inferior alchemical soldiers. Swoks had long predicted this day, so he had packed up his luggage and fled, leaving such a mess for himself.
This was practically forcing him to his death. Where could he get such a large number of alchemy soldiers? Not only was he clueless about how to make them, he did not even have time to purchase the basic materials.
Moreover, the one in front of them was the Storm Empire. As one of the seven great human nations, the Storm Empire was most famous for its heavy cavalry. It was a great killing weapon when combined with magic on the battlefield. Not to mention the thousands of cavalry, even the palace mages who had lost their rune turrets would not be able to stop their attack.
Judging from the situation, it was probably impossible for him to return the gold coins to the soldiers outside, because his teacher, Swoks, had spent most of the gold coins to research on his new alchemy project. Considering Swoks' standard, most of the materials were probably wasted.
Furthermore, this guy had emptied the rune turret. If the knights and mages of the Storm Empire outside discovered that this was a "paper tiger", he would probably be torn into pieces along with the Alchemy Tower.
Moreover, the original owner of the matter, Swoks, had already run away. He might have already died from illness on the way. As Swoks' personal disciple, he would most likely be captured and brought back to vent his anger on the king. Once he was brought back to the capital city of the Storm Empire like that, he would probably beg for death.
After swindling such a huge sum of money, it was already considered a light punishment to hang himself to death. He was only afraid of being dismembered by a thousand cuts and being dismembered by a horse. Just the thought of it was terrifying.
At the thought of this, Mas felt his blood run cold and his legs trembled uncontrollably.
Glancing at the envelope Swoks had left behind, Mas grimaced.
In the two months that he had been here, it would have been fine if he had not learned anything. But now, he might even lose his life.
"Master Swoks, what do you want me to say? We were once master and disciple. Why did you have to trick me like this before you ran away?" Mas wanted to cry.
There was only one entrance to this magnificent Alchemy Tower, and that was the lowest level. It was protected by the alchemy door and the rune turret. Although the alchemy door required the correct rune password to enter, it was at most a solid door. If the other party continued to forcefully destroy it, it would still shatter.
If this dragged on, he still would not be able to escape the fate of becoming Swoks' scapegoat.
[God-grade Alchemist System activated]
[Everything in the world is tied to karma, but the ancient and great lost alchemy can change the stars and moon and change the karma of all things in reincarnation.]
[Obtained Creator's Alchemy Platform]
[Obtain a portable alchemy space. You can store any dead object into the alchemy space.]
In the next moment, a large golden alchemy platform appeared out of thin air in front of Mas.
This pure alchemy platform that appeared out of thin air was neither big nor small. It occupied an area of 10m*10m, and strange words that he could not understand were carved on the platform. This was not the language of any country in the Storm Continent or the Pope. As for whether it was the language of the other five countries, he would have to slowly explore it in the future.
Mas slowly reached out his right hand to touch the alchemy platform. The moment he touched it, all the information regarding the masters of Creator's Alchemy Platform appeared in his mind.
[Level-one Creator's Alchemy Platform can automatically refine any material on the platform. It can store up to five alchemy materials of no more than a total of 20 stars.]
When Mas heard the emotionless system prompt in his brain, he was overjoyed. Great! With this system, he would definitely be able to survive this crisis!
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Chapter 2: Refining Gargoyle!
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After being overjoyed, Mas looked at the information floating out of his retina. His eyes flashed with a cold light and he looked very surprised.
"This gold-refining platform can actually be automatically refined into an alchemy item?" Mas could not help but exclaim in surprise.
One had to know that the reason why alchemy was so expensive was because of the generation rate that people loved and hated.
Even a renowned alchemist in the country had a very small chance of failing when refining a so-called one-star alchemist soldier. Even the slightest problem could result in garbage.
Even a one-star alchemical creature would require a lot of money on alchemy materials. For an alchemical soldier, even if a one-star alchemist was to succeed once, he would still have to spend the entire season's expenses of a farmer's family. This was an extremely terrifying amount of money. It could be said that any great alchemist would have to accumulate an endless amount of wealth.
Therefore, everyone could guess why the king of the Storm Empire was so angry. One could imagine how much money Swoks had cheated the royal family of.
"With this Creator's Alchemy Platform, as long as I have the synthesis formula and materials, wouldn't I have a 100% success rate of refining it?"
After coming back to his senses, Mas hurriedly put the Creator's Alchemy Platform into the alchemy space. Then, he quickly rushed towards the transmission channel of the Alchemy Tower.
As the name suggested, the transmission channel was an alchemy item used for transmission. This was because if one climbed up the stairs to the top of this hundreds-of-meter alchemy tower, the manpower alone would be enough to exhaust Mas.
The principle of the transmission channel was to move based on electromagnetism.
Mas quickly entered the transmission channel. As the runes carved on the transmission channel flashed, in an instant, Mas arrived at the top of the Alchemy Tower.
Mas had only come up to the top of the alchemy tower once in the past. That was the first time he had come to the alchemy tower. Swoks had brought him around and specifically instructed him not to come to the top of the tower under any circumstances. This was the materials warehouse and was everything Swoks had worked on.
With a ding-dong sound, Mas finally arrived at the top of the tower. He had once again arrived at the place where the treasures were gathered.
Looking at the large amount of rare materials and gold coins on the top floor, Mas put them all into his alchemy space. Then, he took out the Creator's Alchemy Platform from the alchemy space and prepared to start refining.
Time was of the essence. There were only two ways now:
First, return those gold coins, see the mood of the royal family and if they were willing to let him go. Mas did not even need to think about this before he directly dismissed it. What a joke! He had been reborn and his life was in his hands. Moreover, after the king of the Storm Empire discovered that Swoks escaped, he would definitely kill Mas to vent his anger.
Second, create a powerful alchemical creature on the spot and use it to threaten the leader of the other party, using it as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the other party. Any normal person would choose the second option without thinking.
Although Swoks was not very capable, he loved alchemy from the bottom of his heart. Otherwise, he would have become an apprentice until he was about 60 years old.
The alchemy notes of the previous owner of the Alchemy Tower were still intact. This was a priceless treasure.
Mas found a notebook he had just taken in from the alchemy space and carefully removed it.
As the name suggested, the alchemy notebook was a notebook that alchemists used to record their daily experiments. It could be said to be the lifeblood of most alchemists.
Because the failure rate of alchemy was very high, if the tiniest bit of materials did not match, it could lead to the failure of the entire alchemy, resulting in the relatively trashy deficiencies.
Therefore, every alchemist had a good habit of taking notes. It was to adjust the ratio of materials for the next alchemy, as well as to record their own insights so that they could provide direction and data for the next experiment.
Mas opened the notebook. The handwriting on the notebook was rather messy, but thankfully, it did not affect Mas. He barely recognized some of the things recorded on it.
Mas faced the catalog and quickly flipped through the notebook, hoping to find something from it. He finally found it!
The Gargoyle in the tower was an ancient product of one of the long-forgotten lost empires. It was a flying creature that could be mass-produced in ancient times. It had extraordinary combat power and could be considered as one of the top four-star alchemical combat powers!
[Alchemy ingredients required to refine the Gargoyle: 20 kilograms of tempered steel, four-star magic crystal, low-grade beast skin frame, one exquisite obsidian stone]
[Crafting Method: First, put 20 kilograms of tempered steel into a flame with a temperature of 2,500 degrees Celsius for reforging…]
Mas only took a glance at the refinement method. With the Creator's Alchemy Platform, he did not need to learn the refinement method. He only needed to refine the materials.
Through the formula, Mas immediately started searching for the ingredients needed for the formula in the alchemy space.
After searching for half a day, Mas finally found an expensive five-star magic crystal in a corner and carefully took it out.
This magic crystal was rhombus-shaped and emitted a faint yellow light, indicating that this magical crystal was of the earth attribute.
Mas was really convinced. After two months of systematic learning, he knew some basic knowledge about alchemy. For such a 5-star item to be sold on the market, it would probably cost tens of thousands of gold coins. Even some famous alchemy masters would have to think twice before buying an item of this level.
"Looks like the old man Swoks cheated quite a bit of money from the royal family… No wonder those people outside are so aggressive." Mas could not help but grin.
After all, Swoks had swindled the money from the royal family of the Storm Empire half a year ago. At that time, Mas was still on that planet called Earth and did not know about this at all.
If Swoks had swindled millions of gold coins from the royal family of the Storm Empire and given those defective goods to others, causing the Storm Empire to retreat in defeat at the front line and suffer heavy losses, no one would be able to accept such a terrible thing. They would definitely fight to the death. No wonder that old king was so angry that he drew so many cavalry troops and mages guarding the capital…
It looked like it would not be easy to deal with this time. He hoped that the Gargoyle refined by the Creator's Alchemy Platform would be able to help him survive this ordeal. He had seen it in the history of alchemy. That thing was extremely powerful. As a lost product of the Tower Empire, its combat power alone was equal to a thousand.
Success or failure depended on this!
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Chapter 3: Choosing Materials
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Mas carefully placed the earth-attribute magic crystal core on the alchemy platform and continued to look for other materials to make the Gargoyle.
After a while, Mas took out a medium-sized all-purpose steel frame from his space. This medium-sized all-purpose steel frame was a four-star one. From its grade, it was not difficult to tell that it was not cheap and cost at least a few thousand gold coins.
The steel frame was a special alchemy item that was refined by a professional alchemist.
It was worth mentioning that even alchemists were classified into different categories. Just like the teachers in his previous life, they were divided into math teachers or teachers of other subjects. It was the same for alchemists. According to the props and categories that they refined, they could be divided into the following categories.
One: An alchemist skilled in war products.
Two: An alchemist who is good at refining props.
Three: An alchemist who is good at refining magic creatures.
Four: An alchemist who is good at using ordinary raw materials to create the special materials needed for alchemists.
Among the four types of alchemists, props alchemists and materials alchemists were the most common. Their entry level was also relatively low and they were more popular among the masses.
War alchemists, on the other hand, were sought after by the major empires. Everywhere they went, they would be popular in the eyes of the higher-ups of other countries. For example, the advanced rune turret beside the gold-smelting tower was made by a war alchemist.
As for creature alchemists, this was an alchemy profession with an extremely high upper limit and a very low lower limit. Moreover, the entry requirements were also very high. Not to mention anything else, the huge cost of alchemy materials needed was something that ordinary alchemists could not afford, and the success rate was also, well, not an ordinary low.
Back to the main topic, he had figured out the tool he had.
A Level 1 Master of Creator's Alchemy Platform could automatically refine five alchemy materials that were less than 20 stars.
In other words, he had already chosen a five-star magic crystal and a four-star all-purpose steel frame. He could still put three alchemy materials with a total of no more than 11 stars into the platform for automatic refinement.
Mas carefully classified all the remaining alchemy materials in the alchemy space.
There were basically no alchemy materials above five-star.
There were only two four-star alchemy materials left.
There were quite a lot of three-star materials.
Two-star and one-star were not considered.
Mas checked the information on the five alchemy materials separately.
[Eagle Witch's Bird Beak (Four-star Alchemy Material): Every Eagle Witch only has one treasure. It contains a rare attack law that can break most of the defense in the world.]
[Ancient Hydra's Saliva (Four-star High-Grade Alchemy Material): Legend has it that the saliva left behind when Hydra ate in ancient times contained intense poison. One drop can corrode a three-star Warlock armour.]
[Elven Unicorn's Young Horn (Three-star High-Grade Alchemy Material): As the treasure of the Unicorn race, the horn's hardness is comparable to half a meter thick granite stones in a hundred years. Also, when it hits an enemy, Unicorn's Innate Magic might be added. It can blind the enemy and make them unable to see anything for a week.]
[100-Year-Old Vampire Corpse (Three-star Alchemy Material): An ordinary alchemy corpse that is preserved relatively well. Because of the characteristics of vampires, their skin is tougher. When enemies touch them, there is a chance of infection.]
[Inferior Red Crystal (Three-star Low-Grade Alchemy Material): A rare red crystal. Legend has it that the red crystal is used to summon the missing Crystal Dragon and the Guardian Golden Dragon of the elves. It has some magic resistance, but its quality is relatively low.]
Selecting three out of five made it difficult for Mas. These materials were rare treasures outside.
The materials that could be used to make the skin of alchemists included a hundred-year-old zombie's corpse and inferior red crystals, but the remaining three were not easy to choose.
The Eagle Witch's Bird Beak increased the attack power of alchemical creatures, the Ancient Hydra's Saliva increased the lethality and death rate of alchemical creatures, and the Elven Unicorn's Young Horn increased the defense of alchemical creatures.
Mas could not help but raise his eyebrows and think about it carefully. It was foolish to think that he could fight against an empire on his own. His wings were not fully grown yet, so why should he strike a stone with an egg? Therefore, he first eliminated the highly lethal poison saliva. With his current strength, he did not intend to make a huge enemy like the Storm Empire.
There were still four choices.
After much thought, Mas eventually gave up on the Elven Unicorn's Young Horn.
Although the Elven Unicorn's Young Horn was a rare treasure that could be used to increase the defense of alchemical creatures, at the moment, Mas was still more worried about the accompanying mages of the Empire. Those guys were not to be trifled with.
Using the characteristics of the 100-Year-Old Vampire Corpse, it could be used to create the wings of a Gargoyle. The Eagle Witch's Bird Beak could be used to create the four limbs of a Gargoyle, and the Inferior Red Crystal could increase the Gargoyle's resistance to magic. It could not be better used to deal with the subsequent scenes, which was undoubtedly the best solution at the moment.
After making this final choice, Mas slowly placed the remaining three items into the alchemy platform and began the alchemy synthesis.
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Chapter 4: Refinement Success! Red Crystal Gargoyle!
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The Creator's Alchemy Platform emitted an inexplicable glow.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands were controlling the five alchemy materials to reconstruct the body.
The vampire's body was straightened and reconstructed by an invisible force. The old and bent body slowly shed a layer of dead skin, giving birth to new life. If someone was beside him at this time, they would definitely realize that this new skin was not a skin that a human could have, it was like the wrinkled skin of a bat.
The all-purpose steel frame pierced into the reborn vampire's body, turning into a pool of molten steel that fused perfectly into the body, completely supporting the body. It gave people the illusion that the body should have been one with the frame, because the fusion was so perfect that not a single flaw could be found.
The Eagle Witch's Bird Beak turned into a pile of powder and fused into the corpse, reconstructing the four limbs of the corpse. The new limbs looked very sharp and shone with a cold light.
The Inferior Red Crystal slowly melted into the shape of mud and seeped into the body bit by bit. The new white wrinkled skin slowly turned black and red, completely turning into a new type of thing.
The last important point was that the core of the earth attribute magic crystal slowly floated towards the right heart of the newborn corpse. It could be said that as long as the heart was not destroyed, this Gargoyle would have endless motivation.
A golden light spread out in the room. Mas covered his eyes because the golden light was too dazzling. After about ten seconds, Mas slowly opened his eyes.
A cold system prompt sounded in his mind.
[Congratulations, great master of alchemy, you have successfully refined a four-star alchemical creature—Red Crystal Gargoyle]
[You have successfully refined a four-star creature. You have received 40 EXP. Since this is the first time you have successfully refined an item, your EXP is doubled.]
Then, a system interface appeared in front of Mas.
[Mas]
[Alchemy Level: Lv1]
[Alchemy Technique mastered: Gargoyle Crafting Technique]
[Alchemy EXP: 80 / 1000]
When Mas saw his general attributes, he only glanced at them curiously before closing the panel.
At this critical juncture where lives were at stake, these were not important. As long as he survived this crisis, he could look at this panel for as long as he wanted.
Now, he had to see if the Red Crystal Gargoyle could help him survive this crisis and help him resolve this situation.
Mas then checked the Red Crystal Gargoyle's information.
[Red Crystal Gargoyle]
[Level: Advanced Four-star]
[Ability: Rapid Flight, Crystal Skin, Elementary Magic Resistance, Sharp Claw, Intermediate Alchemy Power Source]
"Tsk, Level 4 alchemical creatures are equivalent to Level 4 jobs. However, alchemical creatures are not afraid of pain. With all the factors of infinite power added together, they are usually twice as strong as creatures of the same level.
Knights were divided into knight apprentices, entry-level knights, knight elites, and knight generals. In comparison, my Red Crystal Vampire was not any weaker than Karl.
I wonder if I can rely on this Gargoyle to solve today's problem. I hope Karl is an understanding guy," Mas muttered to himself.
…..
Outside the Alchemy Tower, a handsome man with golden hair and blue eyes was sitting on a warhorse, ready to attack. He was wearing silver-white armor and carrying a long spear made of meteorite iron on his back. Because of the magical runes, it was blood-red. Even an outsider who did not know much could tell that it was fake. The long spear kept shaking slightly with its owner, which showed that its owner was not as calm as he looked.
This person was the Knight Chief Carl, who was leading the Knight Brigade. At this moment, he was staring at the Alchemy Tower with a gloomy expression. Thinking of the various instructions the king had given before he set off, Carl was even more displeased.
"Damn liar!"
Karl secretly clicked his tongue. He could only say such words in his heart.
"Lord Karl, it's been almost an hour, but that swindler Swoks Ryan still hasn't responded. It seems that he wants to rely on this Alchemy Tower to fight against us," said a knight on the horse as he quickly rode to Karl's side.
"What did Mage Anthony say? Are they able to resist the bombardment of the magic rune turret?" Karl asked in a deep voice.
"Mage Anthony said that there seems to be a small problem with these rune turrets. However, we are not sure if it is that kind of problem. We are currently discussing with the other mages." The knight bent his back and reported calmly.
"There's a small problem with the rune turret. Hiss, what does this mean? We can't be careless about such a big matter!"
"Mage Anthony said that these rune turrets look fine on the outside, but the inside seems to have been hollowed out. He didn't sense any magic fluctuation from these rune turrets!" The knight hurriedly explained when he saw Karl's tone turning hostile.
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed across Karl's eyes. He immediately pulled the reins and rode towards the mages.
"Mage Anthony, I heard from my subordinate that there is a huge problem with this rune turret. Is it true?" Karl looked at the dignified old man in the lead and asked respectfully.
Mage Anthony, the only Level 5 mage in the Storm Empire, the chief mage of the palace, the magic teacher of the princes and princesses, had participated in all kinds of battles. With all of these reasons, Karl respected this old mage from the bottom of his heart.
"It's you, Little Karl. It's been a few years since we last met, but you're already so heroic. Not bad, not bad. I did say that before, but I'm not sure for now. It's too dangerous to approach these turrets rashly.
Although the rune turrets looks the same as usual, the other mages and I didn't feel the magic waves from the turrets!
The rune turret, as its name implied, made use of alchemy techniques to engrave magic runes made by advanced Mages into the turret. Before it is activated, the rune turret will continuously absorb magic power from the outside world as a reserve until it is saturated. A rune turret that has not been used for a long time will definitely emit strong magic waves, which is a sign of overflowing magic power!
However, the other mages and I didn't sense any magic power fluctuations from the rune turrets around the Alchemy Tower. We suspected that these rune turrets are just empty shells and have no practical use.
"However, we can't be sure about that. It could be because the other Mages and I are too weak to sense the magic waves in the rune turrets. It could also be some other reason, or Swoks used some alchemy to block the magic waves emitted by the rune turrets."
After hearing this, Karl looked at the magnificent Alchemy Tower that was hundreds of meters away, and his expression was a little uncertain.
Because half a year ago, Swoks sold a batch of one to two-star alchemy soldiers to the royal family of the Storm Empire.
The King of the Storm Empire was overjoyed. With this extraordinary combat power, the tense battle at the front line would definitely be greatly eased. Everything was progressing so smoothly until the two armies clashed again. The Storm Empire discovered that these alchemical soldiers could not withstand a single blow. The army of the Storm Empire was like clay chickens and pottery dogs that were driven straight in by the army of the Pope. In the end, the Storm Empire's royal family signed a treaty to humiliate the country. The enraged royal family swore to skin Swoks alive!!!
Because of this matter, in order to regain his reputation, the king of the empire had directly pulled out the Imperial Guard knights and court sorcerers who were guarding the Imperial Capital. It was to immediately capture Swoks and bring him back to the capital city, then send him to be burned on the streets!
But now, Swoks could not see anyone at all, and there was no one else to represent him. If they directly attacked, he was very worried about the authenticity of the rune turret. If it was the first reason, they would not be so suspicious. If it was the second possibility, and even Mage Anthony could not sense it, they would definitely be blasted into smithereens if they acted rashly.
Although they might be empty shells like what Mage Anthony said, Karl did not dare to take the risk. He could not gamble with the lives of his subordinates, which was very irresponsible.
If there were too many casualties in this operation, he would probably be executed on the streets.
Just as he was lost in his thoughts, a huge red and black figure flew through the air and landed on the door of the Alchemy Tower!
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Chapter 5: Who Am I? A Master Alchemist!
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As the unknown creature was too fast, it caused quite a bit of dust when it landed on the door.
After the dust settled, the crowd finally saw its appearance. It was a giant creature over six meters long.
It was shaped like a bat. Its muscular limbs shone with a cold light. Its huge wings were wrapped in muscles. Its red and black metal skin reflected a cold light under the sunlight.
"What sort of monster is this?!!!!"
Karl looked at the strange creature on the door of the Alchemy Tower with a look of surprise.
This creature was too strange. He had never seen it in his textbooks.
However, he could feel that this creature possessed strength that was not inferior to his own. It even faintly surpassed him.
"Gargoyle? No, this isn't a Gargoyle. Isn't a Gargoyle pure black? Could it be an advanced version of a Gargoyle?!! How is that possible? Didn't such a creature die with the Tower race long ago?"
"Why is there such a powerful alchemical creature in this Alchemy Tower? This is going to be troublesome…" Anthony looked at the monster sitting on the door of the Alchemy Tower in shock.
"Mage Anthony, have you seen such a monster before?" Karl hurriedly asked as he looked at the shocked Mage Anthony.
"I've never seen it before, nor do I know it. I've read about this monster in the history books. It's a creature that was wiped out by the Tower race three thousand years ago."
"Three thousand years ago, there were eight kingdoms formed by eight different races: Elves, Magic Towers, Undead, Elemental Magic, Underground Fortress, Swamp City, Demons, Barbarian Beasts. Humans were enslaved by these eight races, and could only hide in caves and live like ants. Each of those seven races had a great existence. But for some reason, the extraordinary existence of these eight races disappeared from the world overnight. No one knew what happened and the only records about them were in the books."
"Based on what you said, does Swoks have something to do with the eight kingdoms thousands of years ago?" Karl asked in surprise.
"No, it's impossible. For thousands of years, no one has discovered anything related to it. There are no clues at all. This Swoks might have accidentally created this Gargoyle.
"However, this Gargoyle is a little different from the description of the Gargoyle I've seen in books. The Gargoyle described in books is entirely grayish-black in color, but the creature in front of me is red-black in color. Moreover, it looks a little like the Red Crystal. This Gargoyle, no, it should be said that it's an advanced version of a Gargoyle. It's really a little special!" Anthony replied calmly.
"Oh, Mage Anthony has quite a good understanding. That's right, my Gargoyle is not an ordinary Gargoyle, but an advanced version of it. Compared to ordinary Gargoyles, my Red Crystal Gargoyle has stronger resistance to magic and is more sturdy." Mas's voice sounded in everyone's ears through the alchemical loudspeaker.
Hearing Mas's voice, Karl and Anthony looked at each other. It was not the voice they had been thinking about day and night, but an ordinary and clear teenage voice.
It was obviously not Swoks' voice. They could tell immediately.
"Is there something wrong with the intelligence? Is there anyone else in the Alchemy Tower besides Swoks?" Karl asked.
"Mage Anthony, you sorcerers know more about alchemists. Please ask this alchemist what is his relationship with Swoks!" Karl bent down and whispered in Anthony's ear.
Upon hearing this, Anthony nodded to indicate that he had understood. He looked at the Alchemy Tower and asked telepathically, "This unknown alchemist, I don't know how to address you. What is your relationship with Swoks?"
Inside the Alchemy Tower, Mas could hear Anthony's voice through the spell. He rubbed his chin with his left hand, his eyes flickering. Countless memories crossed his mind.
"Right, they're looking for trouble with Swoks. They naturally haven't seen me before, nor do they know my identity!
I can totally fabricate an identity and clear my master-disciple relationship with Swoks. Then, they will naturally not be able to blame me. Perhaps, with the Gargoyle around, they will be tight on the frontlines. They might even curry favor with me because of my identity as an alchemist!" Mas secretly clicked his tongue.
Mas rehearsed his speech a few times in advance and then replied through the alchemical loudspeaker, "I am Mas, a great alchemist who is determined to travel the world. I visit famous alchemists everywhere and discuss the mysteries of alchemy with them.
"Today, I saw a magnificent Alchemy Tower in the Gloom Forest, so I specially came over to discuss alchemy with the master. Unexpectedly, before we even started, you guys barged in."
"Because this tower master was overly afraid, he had long fled with his money. Now, I am the only one left in this huge Alchemy Tower. In order to avoid trouble, I had no choice but to activate my alchemical creature and defend myself!"
"Everyone, I don't know your relationship with the master Swoks. You can wait for me to withdraw and attack again. If not, I will have no choice but to activate an even stronger alchemical creature!"
After hearing what Mas said, Karl and Mage Anthony looked at each other and saw the strong shock in each other's eyes. Activate an even stronger alchemical creature?
The voice of the young alchemist beside his ear was at most sixteen years old. This alchemist who came out of nowhere had a powerful alchemical creature, and it was an alchemical creature that had long lost its craftsmanship!
They did not doubt it too much. Although they were not alchemists, they knew some basic alchemy knowledge. Alchemical creatures had a periodic life. Under normal circumstances, alchemical creatures were in a closed state and would only be activated when there was a need. The Red Crystal Gargoyle in front of them was not something that he and Mage Anthony could benefit from. If they were to activate a bigger alchemical creature, they might not be able to escape unscathed. However, it was the king's order behind them.. After thinking for a while, Karl answered.
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Chapter 6: Respectable Sir Mas
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"Mage Anthony, this respected Alchemist Mas is not our enemy. His Majesty only wants us to bring back Swoks and push him onto the gallows. Since he has escaped with a large amount of money, he will not be able to get far. I can send a team of 300 to intercept him.
As long as we bring Swoks back, no matter dead or alive, we can do something in secret and send Swoks' corpse to the gallows. This will completely appease His Majesty's anger! The alchemist in front of us is a genuine great alchemist, and he has even more powerful alchemical creatures than this Red Crystal Gargoyle!
If we can build a good relationship with him, we might be able to get his help and obtain more stronger alchemical creatures to help us defeat the Pope and ease the situation at the front line," Karl looked at Mage Anthony and said in a low voice, not letting a third person hear.
After listening to Karl, Anthony nodded in agreement.
"In that case, we'll do as you say," Anthony replied softly.
Anthony was delighted and continued to use magic to reply loudly to the interior of the Alchemy Tower. "Respected Master Mas, I'm sorry for our rashness. You don't know that this detestable Swoks cheated the Storm Empire of millions of gold coins in exchange of a hundred inferior alchemical soldiers. Those soldiers were just superficial and caused us to suffer terribly at the front line.
We came here rashly this time just to capture that detestable Swoks. Since Swoks has already escaped, as long as you don't help him escape, Master Mas, stay safely in the Alchemy Tower and let us return to report."
In the Alchemy Tower, Mas finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally calmed down.
"It's finally over. If not for the system, I would be dead this time," Mas muttered with a smile.
"Teacher, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you're heartless, don't blame me for being unrighteous. If you die, I'll die!"
"No problem. Let me tell you, Swoks ran west from the door behind the Alchemy Tower. My sensor device can track Swoks' whereabouts," Mas replied through the alchemy loudspeaker.
Then, Mas returned to the middle of the Anthony through the alchemy transmission channel and placed the sensor beside the window of the Alchemy Tower. He ordered the Red Crystal Gargoyle on the door to fly up and handed the sensor device to Anthony and the others.
Karl and Anthony retreated when they saw the Red Crystal Gargoyle flying towards them with something in its hand.
When the six-meter Red Crystal Gargoyle landed, everyone felt immense pressure.
The Gargoyle was tens of meters high in the sky just now, and because it was too far away, they might not have thought that it was powerful. Now that they were closer, they could clearly feel the immense pressure coming from the Red Crystal Gargoyle. Karl was weighing the odds of him winning against the Gargoyle in his heart.
He realized that if he really fought with the Gargoyle, he would be defeated in less than an hour. After all, the strength of an alchemical creature was limitless, as long as the power source was still intact.
After the Gargoyle exchanged the sensors and flew back to sit on the top of the gate, Karl heaved a sigh of relief.
"Huff… huff… how terrifying!"
"I'm afraid that the Red Crystal Gargoyle's overall strength is already invincible among the Level 4s. Moreover, it's very difficult to defeat it even for the average Level 5. As far as I'm concerned, I'm not its match against its outstanding magic resistance abilities," said Mage Anthony with a sigh.
"Mage Anthony, I'll lead the knights to chase Swoks first. Why don't you stay and talk to this great alchemist?"
"Please maintain a lower profile and try to get closer to him. As you know, the situation at the frontline is getting more and more difficult. If the Storm Empire can get the help of this great alchemist, we will most probably win this battle. For the Empire!" Karl said and bowed deeply to Anthony.
"No problem. This matter is critical. Little Karl, don't worry, leave this matter to me! Although I haven't met Master Mas, from the fact that he was willing to provide us with help, he doesn't have any ill intentions towards the Storm Empire. As long as he doesn't have any ill intentions, we can pay a certain price to rope him in!
"In order to express my sincerity, take these other mages with you. Don't worry about me safety. I believe that this Master Mas will not be enemies with the Storm Empire. This will also reduce Master Mas's guard against me to the lowest," Mage Anthony replied.
"Since that's the case, then I'll leave the rest to you. I wish you success and be careful." Finishing his words, Karl mounted his horse and led his troops to chase after Swoks.
Inside the Alchemy Tower, Mas stood at the window, coldly observing everything outside. He let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Karl leading the large group away.
"This calamity has finally been resolved. If I don't handle this properly, I'll have to escape on the Gargoyle."
To be honest, he was quite envious of this Alchemy Tower. After all, the cost of building such an Alchemy Tower was at least 8 gold coins. Although this Alchemy Tower was only 100 meters tall and could be considered a small one, as long as he repaired the surrounding rune turrets, this place would definitely be the best place for him to develop.
Furthermore, if he had the ability in the future, he could expand the Alchemy Tower a second time with this foundation, making its defensive capabilities even more outstanding.
"Honorable Master Mas, may I enter the Alchemy Tower and have a talk with you?"
Mas considered this carefully.
He was currently in the early stages of the novice development and needed a large amount of alchemy materials. Right now, Mage Anthony represented the Storm Empire. If he wanted to develop quickly in the early stages, he would need the help of the Storm Empire. Furthermore, the Storm Empire needed his alchemical creatures. He would definitely do a mutually beneficial business.
Mas had no reason to refuse Anthony's implicit invitation.
"Yes, no problem. Mage Anthony, come in. I'll open the door for you now," Mas calmly replied slowly.
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Chapter 7: Orders from the Kingdom
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'I sold you, and you are still counting money for me.'
Anthony was pleasantly surprised to hear that Mas was willing to let him into the Alchemy Tower.
For alchemists, the Alchemy Tower was equivalent to their livelihood. Generally speaking, if an alchemist let an outsider into their Alchemy Tower for reasons, it meant that the alchemist believed in him.
Although the Alchemy Tower did not belong to Mas, the original owner of the Alchemy Tower, Swoks, had probably died on the road to escape. This unclaimed Alchemy Tower naturally became Mas' possession.
Of course, it did not mean that Mas could not do anything to Anthony after entering the Alchemy Tower. On the contrary, the danger inside the Alchemy Tower was no less than that outside it. As long as outsiders entered the interior of the Anthony and the owner of the tower had the intention to kill, they would not be able to escape.
However, Anthony did not only represent himself. He had a huge national machine behind him. Mas would not kill him because it was unnecessary. He was no match for the Red Crystal Gargoyle outside. He could not run away unless he wasted a special return spell. There was no need to persuade him to enter the Alchemy Tower and kill him.
Unknowingly, Mage Anthony had already walked to the door outside the Alchemy Tower. Before he could knock on the door, the door opened automatically.
The moment Anthony was about to step into the Alchemy Tower, the familiar voice came again. "Oh, my dear Mr. Anthony. Even though we have been communicating with each other using our voices for a long time, our relationship is not good enough for us to want to talk directly. I can't leave now because I have something to do, so I can only use the loudspeaker inside the Alchemy Tower to talk. If you have anything to say to me, you don't have to worry. Just say it and I will listen carefully."
Mas's voice then echoed off the first floor.
Mas did this for safety reasons. Apart from the Red Crystal Gargoyle, he had no other means of protecting himself, and Anthony was a court mage.
Although mages could be said to have no advantage against other professions of the same level, and were even slightly disadvantaged, this did not mean that they did not have the ability to fight in close combat. To be safe, Mas decided not to meet Anthony.
If the other party saw through something and harbored evil intentions toward him, then all his previous efforts would have been nullified.
Anthony did not pay much attention to Mas's unwillingness to reveal himself and talk to him. He knew that one should not be wary of others even if they wanted to harm others. He could vaguely guess the reason for Mas's actions.
"Master Mas, my purpose for meeting you this time is to purchase a batch of alchemical creatures for war on behalf of our Storm Empire! I wonder if you are willing, Master Mas?" Anthony said slowly and respectfully.
When Mas heard this, he was overjoyed. It was really like someone giving him a pillow when he was sleepy.
He was still worrying about how to get Anthony to help him get a batch of alchemy materials. He did not expect Anthony to walk right into his trap and ask him to help him refine a batch of alchemical creatures for war. Now, Anthony was asking him for help and he had the upper hand.
However, if he agreed without any conditions, then it would be a humiliation to his status as a great alchemist.
After thinking for a while, Mas purposely spoke slowly with difficulty, "Hey, Mage Anthony, it's not that I'm unwilling to help your country. As you know, alchemists spend a lot of time refining creatures, not to mention the astronomical price of alchemy materials. As for your country's request, forgive me for not obeying."
When Anthony heard this, his calm expression changed slightly, but he quickly changed it and immediately said, "Oh, Master Mas, as long as you can provide us with a batch of alchemical creatures, be it money or alchemy materials, just say the word. We can maximize your needs!"
Upon hearing this, the smile on Mas's face became even wider. It looked like it was just as he had expected. Everything was going according to his reasoning. Did he not expect the front line of the Storm Empire to be so tight?
He should have raised the price on the spot, but it didn't matter. He had already achieved his goal. To him, those gold coins were useless. To him, who had the Creator's Alchemy Platform, alchemy materials were the most important!
As long as he had enough alchemy materials, he could create stronger alchemical creatures and other items.
"Oh? Mage Anthony, are you sure you can represent the Storm Empire?" Mas deliberately fell silent for a moment, pretending to be in deep thoughts.
"To be honest, Master Mas, I am the uncle of the current Emperor of the Storm Empire, and also the chief mage of the palace. As long as Master Mas is willing to sell those alchemical creatures to us, I can represent the Storm Empire to agree to the conditions this time." Mage Anthony replied him with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Mas was surprised. He thought that Anthony's title as the chief mage of the palace was not small, but he did not expect him to be the emperor's uncle. He was a relative of the emperor. His status was not low. In fact, he could be regarded to be equivalent to half a royal noble.
Mas was silent for a while before he slowly said, "I wonder what kind of alchemical creatures you want to buy from me, Mage Anthony? Let me say first that my alchemical skills are all real. If the effects are good, the corresponding price will be slightly higher."
When he finished, Anthony's face was filled with joy. He never expected that the discussion would come so soon.
"If possible, Master Mas, I would like to purchase a large number of Red Crystal Gargoyles from you!" Anthony quickly replied.
"What a huge appetite, a large number of peak Level 4 Red Crystal Gargoyles, aren't they afraid of choking to death?" When Mas heard Mage Anthony's words, he cursed in his heart.
However, for him, if they really needed it, he could produce it. He just needed a large amount of materials.
Because of the Creator's Alchemy Platform, he had absolute control over the creatures refined from the platform. He could temporarily give control to others, but with his control, the alchemical creatures he sold would immediately return to his side.
Using the Storm Empire's money and materials to refine an alchemical creature that belonged to him alone, and then selling it to the Storm Empire to earn alchemy materials and gold coins, this was a sure win for Mas.
However, as an "Alchemy Master", Mas had to be more reserved when he spoke.
"Mage Anthony, you must have felt the power of my Red Crystal Gargoyle when you were in close contact with it the last time. If you want to refine such a high-grade Red Crystal Gargoyle, the cost of making it is not cheap. As far as I'm concerned, just the cost of refining a Red Crystal Gargoyle's alchemy material alone is more than 50,000 gold coins!
You should think it through. You can discuss this price with me after you have thought it through." Mas was greedy and raised the price.
When Anthony heard that, he frowned slightly and said after thinking for a while, "Master Mas, although I don't know what the success rate of your Red Crystal Gargoyle is, the highest price I can offer is 150,000 gold coins to buy a Red Crystal Gargoyle that you made!"
When Mas heard this, his body froze for a moment before he realized what had happened.
Because creature alchemists were different from the other three types of alchemists and there were too many types of alchemical creatures, some people would specifically find a more famous creature alchemist to specially refine an alchemical creature.
However, due to the possibility of failure during the process, the buyer would provide several times more money than the original cost of alchemists.
For example, the most common alchemical soldier that Swoks made previously required 200 gold coins for one, but the order price was usually several times higher.
Swoks asked for five times the price of alchemy material. If he could successfully refine it every time, then he would earn four times the profit. If an alchemical soldier could earn him 800 gold coins, 100 would be 80,000 gold coins. This was not a small amount of money. On the contrary, if he could not succeed in refining it within five times, then he would start to lose money.
However, since high-quality alchemical creatures required more expensive raw materials, the price would be reduced accordingly.
He needed about 30,000 gold coins to refine a Red Crystal Gargoyle.
Initially, Mas meant that a Red Crystal Gargoyle would be sold for 50,000 gold coins. He did not expect that Mage Anthony would misunderstand. He thought that it would cost 50,000 gold coins per Gargoyle, so he offered three times the price, which was 150,000 gold coins.
If Mas still refused to sell at this price, he would be too greedy.
"Oh? Since Mage Anthony is so sincere, it would be unreasonable for me to reject you again.. Then, how many Level 4 Red Crystal Gargoyles do you want?" Mas suppressed his excitement and said calmly.
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Chapter 8: Thirty Red Crystal Gargoyles
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The deal was struck, what a surprise.
Mage Anthony was still a little nervous. He was afraid that he would not be satisfied with the price he offered because he really could not fork out more money.
The front line was tight, and the military budget was decreasing. One hundred and fifty thousand for one was already his bottom line. However, after hearing Mas's reply, Anthony could finally calm down.
"Esteemed Master Mas, may I purchase thirty Red Crystal Gargoyles of the same craft on behalf of the Storm Empire?" Mage Anthony asked carefully.
"Thirty Red Crystal Gargoyles. That's not a small number. It will take some time. However, Mage Anthony, my rules here are different from others. I'm giving the goods after receiving the payment. Can you accept this?" Mas asked calmly.
Although his voice was steady, judging from his trembling legs, Mas's heart was not as calm as his voice. After all, traditional alchemists sold alchemical creatures along with the payment.
However, he did not have enough gold coins or alchemy materials to do so, so he could only make this unreasonable request.
Even Anthony, who was experienced and knowledgeable, could not help but be angry when he heard this request. His face turned gloomy.
He frowned and pondered over this matter. After a long time, his answer was accompanied by a helpless sigh. "Master Mas, even if I agree to your rude request, my Emperor will not agree.
"However, I have a compromise here. What do you think? I'll first give you a portion of the materials and gold coins. After you make a batch of Gargoyles, hand them to me. I'll then give you the rest of the gold coins and materials. Then, you can give me the remaining Gargoyles. What do you think?"
'Your Majesty, I have no choice but to agree to such a rude request. However, the front line has been defeated. I hope you can forgive me,' Anthony thought.
"Since Mage Anthony said so, I have no objections. However, I don't need that many gold coins. I want alchemy materials of the same value!
"How about this, I want you to pay 1.5 million gold coins worth of alchemy materials first. After I finish refining the Red Crystal Gargoyle and hand it over to you, you can give me another 3 million gold coins worth of materials. What do you think?" Mas asked carefully.
"No problem. Deal." Anthony's wrinkled old face broke into a smile.
"Then please note down the alchemy materials I need, Mage Anthony!" Mas found the notebook from the alchemy space. Apart from the alchemy materials needed to refine the Red Crystal Gargoyle, he also picked some advanced rare alchemy materials.
He spoke for about half an hour while Anthony used his quill to record three pages.
"My dear Mage Anthony, you have to help me find the alchemy materials that I told you about. As for the other alchemy materials, you can give me as much as you can find as long as it's worth 1.5 million gold coins!" Mas tried his best to keep his voice calm. He did not expect it to be settled so easily.
"Alright, Master Mas. I'll go back and report to His Majesty first. I'll bring all the alchemy materials you need in five days at the latest!" Anthony carefully kept the three pieces of paper close to him.
"That's good. I won't send you off. Mage Anthony, I wish you a safe journey." Mas opened the door of the Alchemy Tower with his mind. After Mage Anthony left, he collapsed to the ground and sighed. He finally sent the old fellow away.
"As long as I can get this alchemy material worth 4.5 million yuan, I will be able to refine even more powerful alchemical creatures with the Creator's Alchemy Platform. At that time, I will be able to inscribe all the rune turrets again. At that time, I will be able to stand on my own in this world." At the thought of this, the corners of Mas's slightly raised lips indicated that his master was in a good mood.
"Sigh, there's so much crap going on today… Ah, I shall take a nap." Mas had spent a lot of effort pretending to be a great alchemist earlier on. Now that he had relaxed, endless fatigue surged like the tide.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the next morning. Mas took out all the alchemy materials he had on hand one by one to see if they could be synthesized.
Swoks left him with quite a lot of inheritance, but most of them were low-level alchemy materials. The only unused alchemy materials that are three-stars and above alchemy materials were three Unicorn's Young Horns and the Ancient Hydra's Saliva.
But in terms of alchemy alone, without the help of the Creator's Alchemy Platform, he was simply a layman who knew nothing.
He could only try the remaining alchemy materials one by one to see if he could make anything useful.
In the first attempt, Mas put in five alchemy materials made of different substances in order and refined an alchemical flintlock. The effect was precise and did not mean much, but it also earned him ten EXP.
In the following period of time, Mas tried refining the items according to all the alchemy materials.
One-star and two-star materials were to be refined together, or both were to be refined using two-star materials.
After trying dozens of times, Mas discovered an alchemical pattern, which was that the higher the level of the alchemy materials, the better. Mas had once used five two-star alchemy materials to refine, but he only managed to refine a half-star telescope.
Meanwhile, when he only used one-star materials, unexpectedly, he would refine a two-star alchemy item.
Mas was like a scientist now, figuring out step by step, constantly exploring and trying.
Until Mas finished refining all the one-star and two-star materials left behind by Swoks, he had only refined one three-star alchemy item.
[Bone Breastplate (Three-star Advanced Armor): Made from a mixture of the skeleton of a living creature and the armor of a dead spirit. It can resist most elemental battle techniques and magic attacks. (Note: This item can be combined with the remaining three items into a set. The set has unexpected effects!)]
This bone breastplate was grayish-white in color with silver-gray patterns on it.
When Mas saw this bone breastplate, he was quite satisfied. After all, he did not have anything else. This armor was a rare treasure for him.
Also, this breastplate was refined from five two-star items with relatively suitable attributes. This also showed him the greatness and horror of alchemy.
The five items that did not have much overall value had been forged into a breastplate that could defend against most low to mid-level attacks. This thing was simply the bane of Mages!
Mages were active in the entire Rotterdam Continent. If his empire knew that he had such a treasure, there were only two possibilities.
First, that empire violated the taboo of the world by taking him in and letting him serve their country.
Second, all the countries in the Rotterdam Continent joined forces to eliminate this unstable factor.
There was no need to even think about it. Compared to becoming the target of public criticism, basically, every country would choose the second one to eliminate the unstable factor.
Mas put the breastplate into the alchemy space.
Based on his experience, he had mastered dozens of alchemy skills, but the only ones that were useful and useful were the Red Crystal Gargoyle Alchemy and the Bone Breastplate Alchemy. As for the rest, they were dispensable for any country or himself, so he did not need to care too much.
His EXP had also reached 530!
Mas was rather curious. Since a Level 1 alchemy platform could refine all alchemy items, what changes would there be after the Creator's alchemy platform leveled up?
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Chapter 9: Materials Obtained
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Time passed day by day. Mas, who no longer had any alchemy materials to waste, could only hide on the top of the Alchemy Tower and read the alchemy notes left behind by the first Alchemy Tower Master.
Although he did not think that the other party's alchemy attainments were high, there were still many things that were worth learning from a layman like him.
Mas kept reading with relish.
Time passed quickly. On the afternoon of the fourth day, Anthony finally arrived with the alchemy materials.
Together with Anthony, there were more than a thousand mages and more than three hundred knights.
Mas stood next to the window on the highest floor of the Alchemy Tower and frowned when he saw Mage Anthony arrive with a legion of a thousand mages.
If it were an ordinary person like Swoks, they would have been scared out of their wits.
Why would they need so many people to escort several carts of alchemy materials? Take bandits for example. Which idiot would rush to rob a material cart with the royal flag on it? Were they tired of living?
Moreover, most of the mages who came with him were wearing green magic robes. It was obvious that they were all wind-type mages. The Storm Empire did not trust him. They were afraid that he would be like Swoks, so they had a thousand wind-type mages wait outside to prevent him from fleeing after taking the money.
After all, the alchemy materials were worth 1.5 million, which was equivalent to the tax revenue of the Storm Empire for more than a month. If such a huge sum of money disappeared without a trace, it would only make things worse for the current Storm Empire. It was probably the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"Master Mas, are you still here?" Anthony walked out of the Alchemy Tower and asked loudly.
"It's been a few days since we last met. Are you my dear Mage Anthony? Did you bring the alchemy materials I need?"
"I've brought all the necessary alchemy materials, but the other advanced alchemical materials are too rare, so I didn't collect much. However, I did a rough count. The alchemical materials outside are definitely worth 1.5 million gold coins, you can rest assure about that!"
Upon hearing Anthony's respectful response, Mas smiled. 'Very good, I'll make you my first stepping stone in this world!'
"I'll open the door to the Alchemy Tower now. You can just tell them to place the materials on the first floor of the Alchemy Tower!" Mas said slowly.
After that, Mage Anthony immediately instructed the knights to carefully move the alchemy materials into the first floor of the Alchemy Tower.
After the knights finally released the last piece of material, Mas used his mind to close the door of the Alchemy Tower. Then, he immediately teleported to the first floor and stored the alchemy materials into the alchemy space.
Facing the group of people outside who were eyeing him covetously, Mas was not afraid. If the other party suddenly barged in, he could rely on this Red Crystal Magic Gargoyle to escape unscathed.
"Master Mas, how long will it take for you to hand over those ten Red Crystal Gargoyles to me?" Anthony hurriedly asked when he saw the tightly shut door of the Alchemy Tower.
In fact, Mas could finish all the Red Crystal Gargoyles in an instant, but that would be too strange. He gave a compromise time based on the alchemy time and success rate that Swoks usually needed and said slowly, I should be able to finish the refinement within three days."
"Then we will await your good news, Master Mas." Mage Anthony smiled and led his troops to camp nearby.
Mas stood by the window and looked at the people who were setting up camp. He smiled and did not pay much attention to them. He knew that they did not trust him. After all, it was a huge sum of money. However, such a blatant supervisory made him feel uncomfortable.
Mas stopped thinking about it and began to carefully count the materials that Mage Anthony had given him. There was not a single seven-star material that he had begged for. He was not too depressed about this outcome. He had thought about it long ago. After all, treasures like the claws of the behemoths and the golden dragon scales that were undamaged were basically rare.
However, there were only four six-star materials. What a pity.
The Venomous Sting of the Underground Scorpion, the Blood of the Elf Race's Azure Dragon, the Hundred-year-old Ice Crystals of the Tower Race, and the Scales of the Terror Lizard.
The effect of the Sting of the Underground Scorpion was similar to Hydra's Saliva, but with a little more, the paralysis effect was even stronger.
The Blood of an Azure Dragon sounded like a rare treasure just by its name. It could increase the resistance of alchemical creatures, as well as the affinity of a dragon and the majesty of a dragon. After all, there was no trash that was associated with the word "dragon".
The Hundred-year-old Ice Crystal was a very rare item of the frost attribute.
The Scales of the Terror Lizard were so complete that it could be considered an enhanced version of the Unicorn's Young Horn. It could greatly increase the physical defense of alchemical creatures, and it also had petrification properties. It could petrify the places where enemies touched the leather armor.
Just these four materials alone had a combined value of no less than 500,000 gold coins. From this, it could be seen how much money was needed for alchemy.
The remaining one million alchemy materials were the five-star earth-type magic crystal cores required for the refinement of the Red Crystal Gargoyle.
In order to confuse others and not let others know the true alchemy formula of the Gargoyle, Mas specially asked for dozens of other three-star and four-star alchemy ingredients.
In this way, even if other alchemists tried according to their own formulas, they would still need thousands of experiments to make their own Gargoyles. This could also be considered as a way to save himself.
No one could guarantee that there might be a powerful alchemist in the Storm Empire. What if others guessed the alchemical materials needed based on the attributes of the Gargoyles? It was better to be safe than sorry. Mas could not lose his life by one move.
He could not allow someone else to learn his unique alchemy skills.
Now that he had the materials, Mas began the refinement.
The 30 sets of alchemical materials were slowly placed on the Creator's Alchemy Platform. In less than half an hour, 30 Red Crystal Gargoyles of the same craft were completed.
Mas put all the Red Crystal Gargoyles into the alchemy space and took out other alchemy materials.. He began to figure out the adaptability of these materials and what kind of alchemical creatures could be created.
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Chapter 10: The Storm Empire
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Mas asked for two three-star materials and thirty four-star materials each to be used as cover.
Top-quality Chiffon, a three-star alchemy material made by the dwarfs of the elves and could increase the airflow of objects.
Feather of an Eagle Witch, a three-star alchemy material, could reduce the weight of alchemical creatures and allow them to move faster.
Root of the Twisted Tree Spirit, a four-star alchemy material, a product left behind by the Tree Spirit of the elves after its death, can be used to enhance the defense and durability of alchemical creatures.
Lava Grass was a type of plant that lived beside volcanoes. It was a four-star alchemy material that could be used to increase the resistance of alchemical creatures.
High-grade Granite, an intermediate four-star alchemy material, could increase the hardness and defense of alchemical creatures.
Mas looked at the materials in front of him and carefully pondered for a while. He thought of the most reasonable refinement plan and then directly placed these five alchemy materials on the Creator's Alchemy Platform for refinement.
The product was a thin green shirt that looked like Zen wings.
[Emerald Green Robe (Four-star Low Grade Alchemy Product): A lightweight inner shirt with a silk-like feel. It has excellent ventilation and good defense. It is also very heat-resistant, not easy to destroy and will not be stained.]
"It seems like the results are not bad!" Mas looked at the thin green robe in front of him and revealed a very satisfied smile.
Mas then took off his shirt and removed the long robe from the alchemy table. He put it on himself and put the shirt back on.
Even though he was wearing two undergarments, Mas did not feel uncomfortable at all. The Emerald Green Robegave him a very light and comfortable feeling, as if a cold film was stuck to his body.
"If this thing is sold to those aristocrats, it should be worth a lot of money, right?" Mas could not help but exclaim.
After all, the weather was hot right now and those aristocrats were all afraid of death. The thing that he had refined was not only convenient to wear but also weightless. It also had good defense and heat resistance. He reckoned that it would not be difficult to sell his clothes for tens of thousands of gold coins.
Mas felt that it was a pity that he had too few high-grade alchemical materials. He could not afford to try higher-level alchemical items.
Initially, Mas planned to create a set of high-grade defensive armor that had a good defense for himself.
However, based on the current situation, there was an 80% chance that this matter was not feasible.
After all, he had very few alchemy materials now. He only had four six-star alchemy materials, and they were all used to increase the attributes of alchemy products. There was no alchemy material that could be used as the main body of alchemy products.
If he wanted to refine a complete set of armor, he had to have at least some complete high-grade metal ores.
Thinking up to this point, Mas sighed. "The revolution hasn't succeeded yet. I need to work harder. I can't slack off."
Following that, Mas continued to refine 29 similar products according to the refinement method of the Emerald Green Robe. Then, he continued to read the alchemy notes left behind by his previous owner.
...
Three days later, as promised, Mas delivered ten Red Crystal Gargoyles to Mage Anthony.
Of course, as usual, this time, Mas did not show his face. He let Mage Anthony enter the first floor of the Alchemy Tower and handed the ten Red Crystal Gargoyle control cores to Mage Anthony.
The creatures refined by the Creator's Alchemy Platform naturally did not have a so-called "control core". Instead, they were stones that Mas instructed his Red Crystal Gargoyle to secretly pick up at night before he did some polishing and turned them into a similar product. They were not alchemy products at all.
Mas had only given the simplest orders to the Red Crystal Gargoyles. Apart from the orders to harm Mas, all of the Red Crystal Gargoyles had to obey the people who held the so-called "control core".
As long as he needed them in the future, with just a thought in his mind, these thirty red crystal gargoyles would instantly return to his side. This was the marvel of the Creator's Alchemy Platform.
After Mage Anthony confirmed that the ten Red Crystal Gargoyles were the real deal, his tensed face revealed a bright smile.
He left in high spirits while humming a little tune. Before he left, he told Mas that just like last time, he would deliver the remaining three million gold coins worth of alchemy materials to Mas in five days at the latest.
Mas stood at the window and watched as Mage Anthony led the army away. He summoned ten Red Crystal Gargoyles from his space and ordered them to patrol the surroundings of the Alchemy Tower. Meanwhile, he flew from the top of the Alchemy Tower while riding on a Red Crystal Gargoyle.
Mas planned to personally make a trip to the Storm Empire's capital.
Since no one had seen his true appearance yet, this trip was extremely safe.
He had two main objectives for this trip.
Firstly, he wanted to sell his Emerald Green Robe to the nobles in the capital to earn a considerable amount of profit.
Second, he wanted to collect some high-grade alchemy materials in the capital.
After all, Anthony was an outsider and would not do his best for Mas.
For example, three six-star, intermediate, and low-grade alchemy materials were about the same value as a beginner seven-star alchemy material. Mage Anthony would definitely give three six-star alchemy materials to him. After all, high-grade alchemy materials were extremely rare.
Sitting on the Red Crystal Gargoyle, Mas had his hands behind his head as he hummed a popular song from his previous life, Eighth Lord's Lemon. Looking down at the dark forest that he flew past, his face finally revealed a smile that matched his age.
Although there were still some memories of the Storm Empire in Mas' mind, most of them belonged to the original owner. When he transmigrated here, he was in the countryside near the capital city. Then, he followed Swoks to the Alchemy Tower. He had never seen a large city like the Storm Empire's capital city.
He was curious and wanted to see what this world's empire was like.
In the memories of the original owner of this body, there were not only humans in this world. There were other races as well. The Tower Race that lived in the cold winter, the Swamp Race that stretched out from the dense forest, the Elf Race from the primeval forest, and the Beast Race from the north.
"If I can get two beast-eared or elf ladies to accompany me on this trip to the capital, it seems like a good choice. My boring life will be spiced up." Mas was secretly pleased and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He was full of anticipation for this trip.
After nearly three hours of long flight, Mas finally arrived in the Storm Empire's capital city.
The capital city was extremely large, stretching as far as the eye could see. The tall buildings of this strange world were roughly the same as those of Earth in his previous life.
The only difference was that the ancient city wall was filled with all kinds of huge arrows and rune turrets.
If he really flew over the skies of the capital city like this, he would probably be shot into a sieve in an instant.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mas let the Red Crystal Gargoyle descend slowly when he saw the approaching city wall of the capital. He then stored the Gargoyle in his alchemy space and walked towards the city.
After an hour, Mas finally arrived outside the gates of the Storm Empire's capital.
To be honest, Mas was shocked by the tall and majestic city gate. The city gate was actually more than a few hundred meters tall. When he was a thousand meters in the sky, he had never felt that it was so huge. However, now that he looked closer, he saw how incredible it was.
Although his Alchemy Tower was also a hundred meters long, there was no comparison between the two before. It was just like comparing the light of a firefly to the moon.
Although his Alchemy Tower was more than 100 meters in length, it only took up a pitiful amount of space. What was in front of him was a city gate.
The city gate was a hundred meters tall and at least thirty meters wide. On both sides of the gate stood hundreds of guards wielding alchemical magic spears.
Outside the ballistae and the rune turrets, there were many mages and archers.
"This formation, this preparation, as expected of one of the Ten Great Empires!" Mas let out waves of emotions in his heart and instantly walked through the city gate.
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Chapter 11: Hire
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"Stop right there! Where are you from? Why are you so unfamiliar? Don't look around. I'm talking about you!"
At the gate, the officer-in-charge called out fiercely to Mas, who was about to enter the city.
Mas was also very tactful. He hurriedly went to the officer-in-charge's side and leaned over to his ear. "Sir, I'm a merchant who came to the capital city to sell goods. Look at my kind face. No matter how you look at it, I don't look like a bad person. Sir, you look talented and have worked hard for a long time to protect the country. To show our respect, this is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."
With that, Mas took out ten gold coins from the purse he carried with him and stuffed them into the officer's hands.
When the officer heard this, he touched the gold coin in his hand again. His stern expression immediately became overjoyed. "You're very good at this, kid. Judging from your handsome and kind face, you don't look like a villain who committed crimes. Go in."
"Hey, thank you, sir!"
Mas managed to get into the city.
After entering the city gate, Mas finally met the elf ladies and the beast-eared ladies he had always dreamed of.
The beast-eared ladies had all sorts of animal ears and tails, and all of them looked very cute and obedient.
On the other hand, the elf ladies had pointy ears. They were tall and had perfect bodies, and it was impossible to tell how old they were from their appearance. Their snow-white skin especially made them stand out and they were extremely stunning.
Although these two types of ladies were beautiful and cute, if someone dared to tease them in the capital city of the Storm Empire, that was absolutely asking for trouble.
There were outsiders in the Storm Empire's capital city because of the nature and laws of the Storm Empire.
The Storm Empire focused on business and trade. Of course, its military strength was decent too. Otherwise, how could it become one of the ten Great Empires?
Furthermore, the Storm Empire was a more democratic and open country. The Storm Empire did not allow slavery. Otherwise, these so-called elf ladies would definitely not dare to come to the Storm Empire's capital.
After all, in a country with slavery, other than humans, other kinds of demi-humans could only end up as prisoners. Those empires were like nightmares to the demi-humans.
"Oh yes, I still have to hire some servants to help me. Otherwise, my daily life would be a huge problem. Furthermore, the Alchemy Tower is so big that I can't clean it alone." Mas suddenly recalled this matter. It had been a long time since he had eaten a decent meal. He had spent quite a lot of time tidying up the Alchemy Tower, so he needed a few servants to help him.
Most alchemists liked to take in apprentices, and some alchemists could have dozens of apprentices but would not take in disciples. However, to be clear, alchemy apprentices were not equivalent to disciples.
The reason was very simple. Alchemists did not have to pay anything to recruit those so-called apprentices, and these apprentices were hardworking and disobedient. The alchemists also did not have to spend too much time teaching alchemy as it was all based on the apprentices' own intelligence and wisdom. Usually, the apprentices would learn alchemy by themselves. When the alchemist was in a good mood, he would occasionally give them some pointers, which was enough to make those alchemists happy for a long time.
However, taking in disciples was different. The alchemists had to teach them real alchemy and their own hard work. Most alchemists were alone. Unless it was absolutely necessary, they would never take in disciples. Having a disciple would only starve the master.
Now that Mas had a large sum of money from Mage Anthony, he did not lack money at all. Furthermore, having transmigrated from Earth, he would not do things like capital exploitation and such.
He recalled the days when he had just transmigrated and became an apprentice under Swoks. His main job was to sweep the floor and prepare materials. However, now that he had the Creator's Alchemy Platform, as long as he had alchemical materials and formulas, he could refine them indefinitely. There was no need for the early preparations.
Mas asked the local boss in the tavern. After learning the location of the local talent market, he rushed over immediately.
When Mas arrived at the talent market, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. All kinds of demi-humans were standing at the side, waiting for others to choose them like goods.
Orcs, Dwarfs, Gnomes, Naga, Beast-eared lady, Elves, Goblins, etc…
All of them had an extremely obvious common trait, and that was that there was a sign hanging on their chests which had all sorts of things they were good at written on it.
Upon seeing this scene, Mas felt as though he had returned to Earth's talent market. He was just like one of the company's higher-ups who come over to select newcomers who had just graduated from university.
When Mas saw the sign on the chest of an Orc that said that he was strong and had thick skin so that he was able to withstand punches, he laughed. Oh, please forgive his rudeness, because it was really too funny.
If he had great strength, he could do some manual labor, but being able to withstand punches was also considered his specialty?
Mas pondered over what he really needed at the moment. He felt that he urgently needed talents who could purify minerals and engrave magic runes to help him.
Mineral purification was to improve the quality of the existing ores. For example, previously, he had used inferior red crystals to make the Red Crystal Gargoyle. After purification, the inferior red crystals would become low-grade red crystals or even higher grades.
Also, magical engravings were extremely important. The mess that Swoks left for him had yet to be resolved. Those rune turrets were still empty shells. Only magical runes could fully utilize the power of those rune turrets.
Of course, the treatment of magic rune engravers in this world was not very good. This was because some alchemists and mages would also do this work, which became their major source of competition.
More importantly, the magical rune materials circulating on the market were very expensive. The materials needed to carve magical runes required precious magical beast blood, and the failure rate of carving magical runes was extremely high.
That was also why Swoks sold all the magic engravings in the rune turret in order to raise gold coins to buy those rare alchemical materials.
Mas walked slowly through the talent market, looking around, hoping to see someone useful to him.
Suddenly, an unsociable jeer came from the crowd.
"Heh, Walter, you trash. Even if you wait here for decades, no one will need you, trash. Recognize the reality, you are a trash that no one wants!
Have you forgotten President Belek's orders? If you aren't willing to work for the president, no one in the entire Storm Empire will dare hire you!
Do you still not understand? Are you still waiting here like a fool? Don't make a fool of yourself. "
Mas looked towards the source of the voice, and what came into his sight was a thin and handsome Western aristocrat dressed in white. He was looking down at the Dwarf Race squatting on the ground and sneering coldly.
The white-bearded man seemed to have heard this conversation countless times. He completely ignored the skinny youth in front of him. Instead, he directly turned his head to the other side.
Mas also noticed the sign hanging on the dwarf's chest. It read, "Skilled at ore refinement and purification."
"Oh, I didn't expect that I didn't have to search for the talents I need. Instead, I walked into him." Mas looked at the white-bearded dwarf and walked over with a smile.
"Hello, respected dwarf, my name is Mas. May I ask if you are good at ores refinement and purification as written on the wooden tablet?" Looking at the plain-looking dwarf in front of him, Mas did not show any contempt.
Upon hearing Mas's question, the white-bearded dwarf looked up at him and nodded. "Yes, this young man. As a Technical Dwarf of the elves, I swear on my honor that I possess advanced ore purification techniques and master level ore refinement techniques!"
"Is it that powerful? Then what price do I need to hire you for?" Mas asked.
Before Mas could finish his sentence, he was rebuked by the thin, white-dressed youth beside him. He threatened in a deep voice, "You want to violate President Belek's order to hire him? President Belek has already ordered that whoever dares to hire him will become President Belek's enemy!
You have to consider it carefully. It's not a wise choice to make an enemy of President Belek in the Storm Empire. Young man, think twice! "
Mas glanced at the other party and treated him as a clown. He sneered and did not respond to the well-dressed youth.
"Have you thought of the price? Name a price. If I think it's suitable, I'll choose to hire you." Mas looked at Walter with a fervent look.
"Thank you for your good intentions, young man. You heard what he said just now. In the capital city of the Storm Empire, it's best that you don't offend President Belek." The white-bearded dwarf pointed at the well-dressed youth, then pointed at himself, and then shook his head, expressing his regret.
"I'm not afraid of President Belek. Just name the price you like. The choice is mine. Answer me and let me know if you're willing to be hired," Mas replied calmly.
"Thank you very much for giving me this precious job opportunity. I want to request 10,000 gold coins per month as my salary. Can you accept it?" Walter said slowly, uneasy and flustered. He was afraid that he would lose this precious opportunity if the price he offered was too high. If this young man in front of him felt that the price was high, he was ready to lower it at any time.
It was fine if his salary was lower. He needed a decent job now as he needed to support his own child.
"That amount of money is nothing to me. You don't need to be so uneasy. As long as your craftsmanship is strong enough, so what if I give you another ten thousand every month?" As if seeing Walter's uneasiness, Mas extended his hand and smiled at him.
As an elf, Walter firmly believed in the existence of Gods. Many years later, when Walter boasted to his descendants, he said, "That day, it was he who extended a helping hand to me at my most helpless moment like an angel!"
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Chapter 12: Excellent Miner
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"Do you not want to continue living in the Storm Empire? How dare you ignore President Belek's orders?" Grimm, who was standing on the side, was the first to speak. The thin young man in white also stood out at this moment and spoke with dissatisfaction.
He was very unhappy when he saw that Mas ignored his orders and had been discussing employment matters with Walter. After all, he was a respected figure in the capital.
"I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?!!" Grimm coldly stared at Mas and Walter and scolded.
"Where did this wild dog come from, barking like it doesn't have a master?" Mas pretended to look around and finally looked at Grimm, who had a scowl on his face, showing a look of realization.
"So you're that wild dog that's barking!"
"Little bastard, you're courting death!" Grimm, who had flown into a rage out of humiliation, shouted and took the lead to throw a punch at Mas.
Seeing that his huge fist was getting closer and closer to Mas's face, Mas was stunned for a moment and did not react. Fortunately, Walter quickly reacted, jumped up, and punched Green in the crotch.
Having suffered a serious injury, Grimm's face instantly turned the color of pig liver. He covered his private parts with his hands and collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud, letting out a pig-like scream. His legs kept kicking and it seemed that he was in great pain.
"I was really scared to death. Thank you, Walter." Mas, who had escaped, breathed heavily and thanked Walter slightly.
"You don't have to thank me. I also have the intention to stand up for myself. This scumbag has bullied everyone for too long. Because of his status, he is usually arrogant and domineering. He is really detestable!"
"Grimm, you stupid mutt, go back and find your master. I don't want to talk to you because I don't want to lower myself to the level of a stray dog like you who shakes your tail and begs in front of others. Now, I'm not being threatened by you. Go back and tell that bastard Belek that even if I starve to death, I won't do anything for him!
He is just a heartless piece of trash that uses people!"
Walter saw that Grimm, who was rolling around on the ground, was still not appeased. He kicked hard at the his crotch once again.
After a period of time, Grimm, who had just recovered from the pain, wailed again. Then, he fell silent. Upon a closer look, they realized that he had fainted from the immense pain.
"My respected boss, from today onwards, Dwarf Walter will be your servant!" said the white-bearded dwarf sincerely as he knelt on one knee and performed a ritual that Mas could not understand.
Mas curled his lips and smiled strangely. Why was Walter speaking so strangely?
At this moment, Mas saw an attribute panel appear out of thin air beside Walter.
[Walter]
[Race: Elf Dwarf]
[Level: Three Star Elven Warrior]
[Ability: Advanced Ore Purification Technique, Master Level Ore Refinement Technique]
[Loyalty Level: 70 (Red warning: If loyalty is below 60, may be incited to defect at any time!)]
"Honorable Boss, I also have a brother here who can purify and refine ores. I wonder if you can provide him with a valuable job?" Walter asked carefully.
He knew very well that the noble in front of him had already offended the local authorities for his sake. Furthermore, the salary offered was not low. Was his request too rude?
"What are you feeling uneasy about? My dear Walter, I guarantee with my personality that as long as his technology passes, I will definitely be willing to hire him. The ore purification and refinement technology of dwarves is world famous!"
"Then I thank you for your generosity on my behalf. Please follow me!" Walter's uneasy face was instantly overjoyed when he heard that, and he led Mas through the talent market.
After ten minutes or so, Mas finally met Walter's so-called brother as he had hoped.
Mas thought that even if Walter's brother was not a dwarf, he should be an elf, but he did not expect that the other party was a tall orc!
This huge orc was a branch of the Ogre Behemoths, but its skin was different from normal ogres. Ordinary ogres had blue or yellow skin, but rarely were there blood-red ones. Its body was far larger than ordinary ogres, reaching a terrifying three meters!
The huge orc was sitting on the ground and there was a wooden sign not far from him.
Mas slowly scanned the wooden sign.
"Expert in Combat, Battle, Bloodlust Magic"
Mas was speechless.
"Walter, is this your brother? We said clearly before that I need talent in ore technology!" Mas looked at Walter in front of him and said in surprise.
"Boss, don't worry. This is indeed my brother who has been through life and death with me. Nobody knows me better than him. Although he likes to fight and kill as an orc, I guarantee that his ore purification and refinement skills are not inferior to mine!" Walter opened his eyes wide and looked at Mas confidently.
"Alright, since you've said so, I think there shouldn't be any problems."
"Thank you, Boss. I guarantee that he won't disappoint you too much!" Walter quickly walked towards the half-beast.
"My brother Harry, long time no see!" Walter rushed up to greet the orc.
As if hearing a familiar voice, the orc sitting on the ground, talking to hundreds of scoundrels, turned his head and looked for the source of the voice. "I'm not seeing things, right? Is it you, my brother Walter?!" Harry held Walter in his arms, and the two hugged each other like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.
"Harry, are you still looking for a job? I have a job with a decent salary here." Walter broke free from Harry's embrace and asked with a smile.
"Of course, my brother. I haven't received any new jobs in a long time, and I'm about to starve to death!" Harry rubbed his bulging belly with a resigned expression.
"Let me introduce you. This is my new boss. He is currently recruiting ore refinement workers. If you are willing, you can work with me!"
Hearing this, Harry turned to look at the "short" human.
"I heard from Walter that your ore refinement skills are very impressive. Are you interested in working for me?" Mas asked Harry with a smile.
"It's not impossible for me to work for you. I only want a salary of 1,000 gold coins per month. On the premise, you must guarantee that I can eat my fill every meal!"
When Mas heard that, he was surprised and turned to look at Walter, who was standing awkwardly at the side. The salary was only one-tenth of Walter's?
"Boss, don't look at me like that. This guy only needs 1,000 gold coins a month. Look at this huge body. As an ogre, he often feels hungry and he has to eat meat. But I can guarantee that although he eats a lot, his skills are definitely top-notch!" Walter hurriedly explained.
"In that case, I agree to hire you. Congratulations, Harry. I hope we have a good time together in the future." Mas smiled.
"Oh, did you hear that, Walter? I don't have to worry about starving anymore!" Harry danced like a child.
Then Mas saw an attribute panel identical to Walter's next to Hari.
[Harry]
[Race: Orc from the Ogre Branch]
[Level: Level 4 Beginner Berserker]
[Skill: Advanced Ore Refinement Technique, Advanced Ore Purification Technique, Intermediate Ogre Fighting Technique, Master Level Bloodlust Technique (Race Proficiency)]
Loyalty Level: 75
"Boss, I'm ashamed to say this, but I haven't had my fill in a long time. Can you let me have something to eat first?" Harry looked at Mas in front of him with an embarrassed expression.. He rubbed the back of his head and laughed dryly.
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Chapter 13: Rune Engraver
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In an unknown tavern in the Storm Empire, Mas looked at the empty plates piled up on the table. Even though he had seen a lot in his previous life, he could not help but swallow his saliva. How was this a big appetite? This person was clearly a big eater!
Harry was really a big eater.
Mas watched Harry pour the food on the plate directly into his mouth and swallow it without chewing. He instantly felt his scalp tingle.
Mas did a rough calculation. Harry had eaten a meal worth at least 100 gold coins. If what he said was true, six meals a day, wouldn't that cost 18,000 gold coins a month?!
What was gratifying was that such food could only be eaten in the capital city. When they returned to the Alchemy Tower in the Gloom Forest, the food would definitely not be so good. He did not ask Anthony how many gold coins he wanted. Most of them were alchemical materials and would not be able to sustain Harry's eating style.
"Boss, actually… I'm still not full. Can you serve me some more?" Harry swept away the delicacies on the table like a whirlwind and smiled shyly at Mas.
Mas glared at the tavern owner, who had long been staring with his mouth agape, and waved at him.
"Didn't you hear? Give a table full of different dishes!"
Upon hearing that, the boss of the tavern hurriedly instructed the kitchen to continue working.
Although the tavern owner stood in a corner and gave Mas a thumbs up, he seemed to be thinking, "This young man actually dared to treat the orcs to a meal? What a "warrior"!"
If this were an ordinary family of commoners, the food would cost an ordinary family of three half a year's worth of expenses. However, compared to Mas, it was at most a meal's money. Not to mention a hundred gold coins, as long as Harry had enough ability, he would gladly pay the bill even if it was a thousand gold coins.
Suddenly remembering something that had yet to be done, Mas turned his gaze to Walter, who was chewing loudly on the dining table.
He said expectantly, "Walter, do you know any professional engraver of magic runes?"
Walter thought for a moment and nodded slightly. "I do know a pair of elf sisters. They are the best rune engravers in the capital!
But Boss, if you hire them, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome. "
"Troublesome. What kind of trouble is worthy of you being so careful? Why don't you tell me, Walter? Is it because it is extremely expensive to hire them?"
Walter shook his head and continued, "It's not very expensive to hire them, but the older sister, Sha You, has contracted a strange disease that is extremely difficult to cure. According to the rumors, she needs to take an expensive five-star alchemy potion to completely cure the disease.
Because the alchemy potions are too expensive for rune engravers like them, they can't afford it at all. However, in order to stabilize Sha You's condition, the younger sister Leah could only buy some low-level alchemy potions to sustain her life. Because of this, the two sisters has incurred quite a bit of debt. Now, in order to pay their debts and continue living, the two sisters are forced to work in the Chamber of Commerce!"
"The Sith Chamber of Commerce? Is it run by the president that the well-dressed youth was clamoring about?" Mas asked casually.
"Boss, your guess is right. The Sith Chamber of Commerce is one of the three largest chambers of commerce in the Storm Empire, but that bastard, Belek, is a vampire who doesn't care about favors. He will think of all sorts of ways to force the talented people in the capital to work for him, and they will also be oppressed by him!
I had been working diligently at a gem store before, but that bastard Belek had taken a fancy to my talent and wanted me to work for him. However, I had long heard of the scandals and was naturally unwilling to work for him. That damned bastard had ordered that no one else was allowed to come to my store to buy things and caused my store to close down!
Without a job, I naturally came to the talent market to apply for a job. However, because of President Belek's orders, no one dared to hire me.
It was rumored that Sha You's strange illnesses was caused by a Level 6 assassin that Belek hired to poison her food!
"Boss, if you want to redeem Sha You and Leah, I'm afraid it will be very difficult…" Swoks said in a low voice.
"At the feet of the emperor, Belek disregarded the law and treated human lives like grass, yet no one cared about him. Could it be that his influence in the Storm Empire is very strong?" Mas raised his doubts.
"I don't know about that. It's said that President Belek has some relationship with the royal family of the Storm Empire." Walter shook his head and then said.
"It is precisely because of this rumored relationship that the others are very afraid of the relationship between Belek and the royal family. Basically, no one dares to go against him, and it is precisely because of this relationship that, in just a few decades, the Sith Chamber of Commerce has developed from an unknown small chamber of commerce into one of the three largest chambers of commerce in the Storm Empire!"
Hearing Walter's words, Mas blinked thoughtfully.
"Walter, you and Harry can continue to eat here. I still have something to do, and I'll come back to find you later." He turned to the boss of the tavern and said loudly, "Boss, there's 500 gold coins here. Treat my two brothers well. If there aren't enough gold coins, I'll make it up to you when I come back!"
Mas took out 500 gold coins from his alchemy space and placed it on the dining table.
"Boss, where are you going? I'll go with you!" Walter saw Mas walking out and hurriedly got up to ask him to stay.
"There's no need. Eat slowly. You haven't found a job in such a long time. You must have not eaten a decent meal like Harry. Eat slowly here. Eating is what you should be doing right now!"
Mas shook his head and stepped outside.
[Wallet's loyalty has increased by 15 points! Current loyalty is 85 points!]
Hearing the cold system prompt in his ear, Mas was surprised. In his previous life, there were common ways to win people's hearts, but it was so simple that Walter's loyalty increased by 15 points? However, this was a good thing. Which boss would be willing to see his subordinate betray him?
"Walter, then come with me to the Sith Chamber of Commerce. Lead the way."
Walter nodded and left the restaurant with Mas, not forgetting to take two drumsticks with him as he left.
Half an hour later, Mas and company finally arrived at the entrance of the headquarters of the Sith Chamber of Commerce.
Mas looked at the guard at the door and said politely, "Please inform President Belek that I have something to see him about."
The guard looked at the attire of the two of them and sneered, "There are many people who see President Belek every day. How dare you think of meeting President Belek?
President Belek is busy every day, he is not someone who small characters like you can meet!"
Faced with the guards' mockery, Mas was not angry. He calmly said, "You don't have to worry about what kind of small character I am, but I have a business deal with President Belek. If you don't report it and cause President Belek to miss this business deal, I think you know what will happen to you."
Upon hearing this, a different expression finally appeared on the guard's arrogant expression. After hesitating for a few seconds, he sized up Mas and finally made up his mind to report to Belek.
"Then wait here. I'll report to President Belek now."
After that, the guard ran towards the Chamber of Commerce without turning back.
"Psst, no matter which society it is, there are always people who look down on others. Sigh."
"Boss, this guy, Belek, has at least raised several Class 4 and various types of professionals in the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, and even a Class 5 warrior. If we have a direct confrontation with them, I'm afraid…" Walter looked at Mas worriedly with a worried expression.
Mas did not mind. Instead, he smiled. "Walter, haven't I been emphasizing one thing? I'm here to discuss business with Belek~"
He might not know others but how could he not know Mas? Since Belek had an affair with the royal family, he naturally knew that the great alchemist Mas of the Gloom Forest, an advanced creature alchemist, would be sought after by all the countries.. A smart person like Belek would not fail to see the big picture.
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Chapter 14: President Belek
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Walter, who was unaware of this, naturally did not know what Mas was thinking.
However, as a servant hired by Mas, he naturally would not say anything else since he had decided to do it.
In the Rotterdam continent, the concept of hierarchy was carved into the bones of every race, especially the relationship between the employer and the employer.
After waiting for nearly twenty minutes, the door to the Sith Chamber of Commerce was once again opened. The guard at the door and a white-haired elder dressed in a suit slowly walked out. From the respectful attitude of the guard at the back, one could tell that this elder's status in the Sith Chamber of Commerce was quite high.
"Who's looking for President Belek? I'm President Belek's personal butler, Rockfill. If you have any big business, you can talk to me in detail."
As the old man spoke, he glanced at Walter from the corner of his eyes. Obviously, he knew Walter, but he did not say anything about it.
"Oh? Come and talk to me. You can't make the decision for a business of this level, Mr. Butler," Mas said calmly.
"President Belek is currently busy. Although I don't know what business you want to discuss with the President, President Belek will not see you without a large business transaction of more than 100,000 gold coins. Please go back." Rockfill did not get angry because of what Mas had said. Instead, he appeared calm and collected.
"What fate, Mr. Rockfill, the big business deal I'm talking to President Belek about is worth over 100,000 gold coins. I wonder if I can meet President Belek this time?" Mas had a smile on his face like a smiling tiger.
Upon hearing this, Rockfill could no longer sit still. He carefully sized up Mas who was in front of him. From his experience, no matter how he looked at it, Mas looked like an alchemy apprentice.
An apprentice alchemist who wanted to discuss a big business with President Belek that cost more than 100,000 gold coins?
Bragging like this was simply making a fool of himself.
However, as an experienced veteran, Rockfill would always leave a way out no matter what he did. Although he did not really believe in Mas's words, he minded his words.
After all, although Mas looked like an alchemy apprentice, it was very likely that he was here on behalf of the great alchemist behind him.
Rockfill thought for a while and finally asked the question he had been wanting to ask. "Forgive me for asking, sir, but who is the alchemist behind you?"
"Master Mas, have you heard of it?"
"Mas?" This was strange. In the memory of this white-haired old man, there was no advanced alchemist named Mas in the Storm Empire. However, he was worried that if he drove Mas away like this, President Belek would miss out on a big business deal.
After much consideration, Rockfill finally gave the answer that Mas wanted to hear. "I really can't make the decision on this business. Follow me to meet President Belek. However, the white-bearded dwarf beside you can't enter!"
Mas did not really care about that. He turned to Walter and comforted him. 'Stay here for now. I'll be out soon after I'm done.'
He then followed Rockfill into the headquarters of the Sith Chamber of Commerce.
"I'll have to trouble you to wait in the hall for a while. I'll go inform the president now!" Rockfill said.
He took Mas to the reception hall and left him there. He did not even instruct the servants to prepare the tea for Mas before leaving in a hurry.
Mas did not care about this. He had met too many people like this in his previous life. They were just a bunch of snobbish people.
The best way to teach such people a lesson was to slap their faces.
Mas waited for half an hour.
Then, a fat man in luxurious clothes walked down from upstairs with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I'm the President Belek that you mentioned. I'm really sorry for making you wait so long. To show my sincerity, I'll give you a 10% discount the next time you come to my place to make purchases.
Before that, I heard from my butler, Rockfill that you have a business deal worth more than 100,000 gold coins. Is that true?"
Smart people did not like to talk too much nonsense. Mas directly placed the emerald green robe he had previously refined on the table.
"Brother, did you take this robe out from the seven-star space ring just now?" Belek's tone changed from disdain to flattery.
"That's right!" Mas said calmly.
After a few days of systematic learning, Mas naturally knew that there were things like space rings in this world. However, these things were nothing compared to his Alchemy Space.
How could the light of a firefly compare to the bright moon? In this world, a seven-star alchemy ring only had about storage space for a hundred over ordinary items. Meanwhile, the alchemy space that his system was so huge that it seemed endless.
"Brother, could it be that the business you want to discuss with me is this precious alchemy ring?" Belek asked excitedly.
Mas smirked and said calmly, "Don't be so excited, President Belek. Think about it. Is that possible? Did you see the green robe on my table?"
Mas casually tossed the Emerald Green Robe to Belek.
As someone who had access to information, how could Belek not know that Master Mas, who had recently become a hot topic among the upper echelons of the Empire, was a big shot? He was not someone a mere president of a Chamber of Commerce could afford to offend.
"Brother, could it be that this shirt was made by Master Mas?" Belek asked carefully.
"I didn't expect Master Mas, who is a creature alchemist, to have such godly craftsmanship in crafting clothes. The material of this green robe is extremely tough and is a rare treasure among four-star alchemy items."
"That's right. It was indeed made by Master Mas. And this shirt is not only as useful as you say. It also has heat-resistant fire-resistant properties." Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Mas was even more excited.
"Brother, may I ask if the alchemy ring in your hand is also made by Master Mas?" Belek was still unwilling to give up on the "illusory" alchemy ring.
"President Belek, you don't have to think too much about the space ring. This is an alchemy ring personally refined by Master Mas. I have no right to sell this treasure to you.
The business I want to discuss with you is Master Mas' mass-produced four-star item, Emerald Green Robe. I don't know if you're interested, but if you're not, then I'll have to discuss it with the other two trading unions." Mas stood up and pretended to leave.
The smile on his lips indicated that he was not flustered at all. Belek was a big fish that had gotten his bait!
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Chapter 15: Big Business
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When Belek saw that Mas was about to leave, he could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. He straightened up and tried to urge him to stay.
"Brother, wait!"
"Bro… no, sir, I failed to recognize a formidable person, my poor old eyes. Can you give me another chance?"
"Sir, let's talk nicely. This is Master Mas's work. We can definitely negotiate this business but don't be so anxious. You have to give me some time to prepare. Don't you think so?"
His round face revealed a look that deserved a beating. His expression was like a dog trying to please its owner who had not entered the house for many years. He was trying his best.
As soon as he finished speaking, Mas turned to look at Belek indifferently and said unhurriedly, "Since President Belek is so sincere, then I have to show you some support, right?
I have to give you a chance. Let's have a good talk now. "
Mas swaggered back into his chair and planted his feet on the plywood-covered table. He looked so unbridled.
As for the Emerald Green Robe he had just taken back, he casually tossed them onto the table again. From their ordinary appearance, outsiders who did not know anything would think that they were trash.
"How may I address you, sir?" Belek asked cautiously, afraid that he would make Mas unhappy again. He was afraid that the business that he had almost secured would disappear.
When Mas heard this, a cold glint flashed across his eyes as he stared at the person in front of him. After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "My name is Dyson."
There was no other meaning behind this name. Even the original owner of the alchemy tower in the Gloom Forest, which was Swoks' master, had systematically learned Dyson's alchemy notes over the past few days. Mas regarded this unknown alchemist as his real teacher.
It would not hurt to borrow his name now.
"Young Lord Dyson, forgive me for asking, but how many pieces of this green robe from Master Mas do you have? A single piece of the Emerald Green Robe costs more than 100,000 gold coins."
Belek's careful manner was reminiscent of how servants usually fawned over Mas, afraid to offend him.
"There's no harm in telling you. There are twenty-nine of them!"
"Gasp, twenty-nine pieces!"
Even the experienced and knowledgeable Belek took in a breath of cold air. This was the first time he had seen someone take out twenty-nine four-star alchemy items of the same craft.
"Brother Dyson, are you sure it's twenty-nine? There really are twenty-nine?!"
Belek found it unbelievable.
A four-star intermediate alchemy armor was not something that could be found on the streets. It could be picked up easily. Not to mention the quality of the clothes, just the fact that it was made by Master Mas was enough to increase its price.
"Since you've asked all that you need to ask, then what do you think is a good price for me to sell this Emerald Green Robe to you at?"
Mas looked at Belek with a half-smile.
Price?
This alchemy apprentice named Dyson looked young, but he was actually very cunning. Belek must quote a high price!
Belek pretended to think for a while and lamented to Mas with a look of pity, "To be honest, brother Dyson, any alchemy item made by Master Mas is indeed extraordinary. There's no doubt about that. However, apart from the fact that this green robe is thinner and more resilient, there's nothing else special about it."
"How about this, I'll offer the price of 40,000 gold coins per piece. What do you think?"
When Mas heard the number, he did not even bother to answer. He put away the alchemy space and walked out without looking back.
"Brother Dyson, wait, wait. Since we're doing a business, isn't it more about negotiation? Don't be anxious. We're discussing."
Belek stopped Mas who was about to leave and hurried to make amends.
"I say, President Belek, you can be considered one of the smartest people in the capital. We are all smart people. I came to discuss business with you, but you left me here by myself for half an hour. Moreover, you didn't even offer me a cup of tea. Well, I can bear with all of these and let them pass, but you actually said that Master Mas's four-star alchemy item is only worth 40,000 gold coins?
President Belek, are you an idiot or do you think Master Mas is an idiot? "
Mas just stared at Belek with a look of contempt on his face.
Belek could only accompany the dry laughter and make an inviting gesture for Mas to take his seat again.
"Calm down, calm down. This is how business is like. If you think this price isn't suitable, we'll negotiate for another price!" Belek fawned on him.
"One Emerald Green Robe, non-negotiable price, 100,000 gold coins. Do you accept it or not? I think my offer is fair. This price is considered cheap among four-star alchemy items."
"100,000 gold coins?"
Upon hearing this price, Belek, who had been trying his best to smile like a clown just a moment ago, instantly changed his attitude. His pair of eyes were so narrow that one could not see his eyes flashing with an astute look. He was considering how much profit he could earn from this price.
"Since you are unable to make up your mind, then I'll go look for the other two Chambers of Commerce. When you have made up your mind, come look for me. Perhaps the other two guild leaders are more interested in this batch of green robes."
When Mas saw Belek's hesitant expression, he thought to himself that Belek was definitely thinking of an excuse to lower his price a little more so that he could gain more benefits.
Even though the raw material of this Emerald Green Robe only cost 20,000 gold coins, with the help of the Creator's Alchemy Platform, the refinement would not fail. With a 100% success rate, selling it for 40,000 gold coins already gave him a profit of 20,000 gold coins.
However, it was just as Belek had said. As for business, they had to discuss further. Just that amount of profit was not enough for Mas!
After all, there was a chance of failure in refinement, so Mas was not asking too much.
"To be honest, brother Dyson, 100,000 gold coins per piece is indeed a little expensive for me right now. Even if I promise you verbally now, although our Chamber of Commerce is one of the three largest Chamber of Commerces in the Storm Empire, we do not have that many liquid gold coins on our account."
Belek thought about the cause and effect, and finally smiled bitterly as he watched Mas say these "heartfelt words"!
Belek also understood one thing very well. As Master Mas, who had recently become famous among the upper echelons of the imperial family, a four-star Emerald Green Robe worth 100,000 gold coins, as long as he could operate it well, it was not impossible for the price of the green robe to increase.
However, what Belek had just said was indeed the truth. Even the extremely wealthy Sith Chamber of Commerce did not have that many liquid gold coins. Most of them were precious gems or real estate…
Furthermore, even if he were to scrape together so many gold coins to give to Mas, his business for the next month would definitely be affected.
"It's alright, President Belek. Master Mas has long considered this point. Since you can't offer gold coins of equal value, you can choose to pay in another way.
Master Mas said that he has been researching an advanced alchemical creature recently. Master Mas currently needs large amounts of high-quality alchemy materials to create that new alchemical creature. You can choose to use alchemy materials of the same value as gold coins to pay for it.
I might as well tell you a secret. The higher the level of the alchemy material, the happier Master Mas will be. He might even sell you a high-star alchemical creature to protect you."
Upon hearing this, Belek could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. He said with joy, "Brother Dyson, is that true?"
"Recently, the royal family of the Storm Empire has sent Mage Anthony to order 20 Red Crystal Gargoyles that are comparable to five-star professionals from our Master Mas.. You, who are closely related to the royal family and the nobles, should know about this, right?" Mas whispered into Belek's ear, afraid that this secret would be heard by a third person.
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Chapter 16: Behemoth's Skull
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It would be a lie to say that Belek was not moved.
Belek, who had been working hard in his early years and had endured countless hardships, finally made it out and began to enjoy wealth and glory. Generally, nobles like him, who were born later, cherished their lives more than ordinary ghosts.
A four-star alchemical creature that was 100% obedient to him and was comparable to an intermediate five-star professional. If it was him, he would also be very tempted.
And he naturally knew about Master Anthony.
This was because, strictly speaking, Anthony could still be considered a relative of Belek. However, it was a little off. From the genealogy, he was already a blood relative of four generations.
By relying on this relationship, Belek was able to work in the Storm Empire without any obstructions. It was only in these years that the Sith Chamber of Commerce had developed to such an extent.
Although Mage Anthony did not admit that they were relatives, he did not deny it either. After all, it was written in the family tree. He had to take care of them.
"President Belek, you have to think carefully. This is the only precious opportunity. Back then, Mage Anthony begged Master Mas for a long time before Master Mas agreed to make him a Red Crystal Gargoyle.
Of course, you know what it means to be a four-star high-grade alchemical creature, moreover an alchemical creature that is resistant to magic. Even Karl, the rising star of the empire, is afraid of the Red Crystal Gargoyle!"
"If it's like what brother Dyson said, if Mage Anthony had bought the Red Crystal Gargoyles, then the previous conditions are not impossible." Belek gritted his teeth and agreed.
"President Belek is indeed a wise man."
If not for the fact that he was discussing a huge business deal with Belek, he would probably have laughed at this moment. This was definitely one of the biggest dark histories of his life. It was really too delightful for Mas to pretend to be the disciple of "Master Mas" and fool the president of the Chamber of Commerce.
"Then, brother Dyson, do you think Master Mas can make an exception and sell a few Red Crystal Gargoyles to me?" asked Belek who was full of anticipation.
"I'm not sure about that. It depends on Master's opinion. Didn't I give you a hint just now? Master needs a lot of rare high-tier alchemy materials. The rarer the better.
Also, President Belek, allow me to say something unpleasant. Although there are many alchemists in the Storm Empire, how many alchemists can refine this Level 8 space ring on my hand? Not to mention the alchemy ring, with its ability, it would be super amazing if they can refine a five-star alchemy item.
Moreover, even if they managed to craft a five-star alchemy item, their work and Master Mas's masterpiece were like fireflies and the light of the moon respectively. You should understand the reasoning behind this.
President Belek, I've said all that I wanted to say. It's up to you how you think and choose. I still have to run errands, I don't have much time to waste here. "
After hearing what Mas said, Belek felt as if he had been enlightened. His fat face looked surprised, excited, and a little reluctant. It was like riding a roller coaster. It was exciting.
He glanced at Mas, who was lying in his chair. He gritted his teeth and made his decision.
"Wait here for a moment, brother Dyson. I'll get my men to bring you all the high-tier alchemy materials."
With that, Belek ran out of the reception hall as if he was afraid of missing out on something good.
In less than ten minutes, several maidservants and servants carried delicacies, fine wine, fruit platters and pastries that Mas had never seen before.
Belek even specially called a few beast-eared ladies who were dressed in thin gauze to come in and dance for Mas. Their bouncy and fair skin that was as white as snow and was faintly discernible under a layer of lace clothing. It turned Mas on.
This treatment was completely different from before.
However, Mas did not eat the food that the servants had sent in. If Belek had drugged the food and wanted to kill him, that would be too bad for him.
This business was about to end, so it was best to be careful.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Belek ran back panting as he swayed his fat body.
He stood at the entrance of the guest hall and panted heavily. He looked outside and kept waving and shouting, "All of you, hurry up. I won't let you off if you neglect our distinguished guest. Haven't you eaten yet?! Do you still want this month's salary?!!"
Outside the door, four burly orcs struggled to carry a huge box as they slowly walked into the guest hall. They carefully placed the box on the floor, afraid that they would damage the contents of the box.
Seeing that the workers had finished their tasks, Belek waved his hand and chased all the servants out of the hall. He personally ran to the box and respectfully opened it.
When Mas could clearly see the contents of the box, even his breathing became rougher. What those beautiful beast-eared ladies could not do, the contents of the box did.
Inside the box was a three-meter-tall skull that looked like the skull of some kind of giant beast!
"Brother Dyson, as an apprentice alchemist, you should naturally recognize this thing, right?" Belek looked at Mas proudly.
"I can recognize such a treasure even if it turns into ashes. This must be what was recorded in the history books, a Level 8 alchemy material, the skull of a behemoth!"
Mas's voice became hoarse. He could no longer maintain his calm heart because this was a behemoth's skull! It was not an ordinary behemoth, but an adult behemoth!
Behemoths were low-level nine-star creatures that lived in the barbaric and desolate areas. They were known for their ferocious appearance, brutal personality, and unparalleled combat strength. If one were to compare them with the well-known dragons, the lifespan of Behemoths was much shorter than that of normal orthodox bloodline dragons. However, their huge claws, which were said to be able to tear through everything, were said to be able to easily break through the skin of a high-grade Level 9 creature, the Crystal Dragon!
If such a great killing weapon was put on the battlefield, like the first battlefield of the Pope and the Storm Empire, it could easily wipe out a battlefield. Even more exaggerated, it could completely slaughter a country.
A kingdom was a major level lower than an empire.
In the Rotterdam continent, there were many kingdoms of various sizes beneath the ten great empires.
"President B-Belek…, where did you get the skull of this behemoth?" Mas asked in a trembling voice.
Upon hearing this, Belek smiled. His trembling mustache showed that he was in a good mood. "This is my trade secret. I hope that brother Dyson can forgive me for not telling you, but I can tell you one thing. Back then, I spent a lot of effort to obtain this treasure!
The Level 7 professionals I hired and the other mercenaries under me were either dead or injured.
I wonder, brother Dyson, how much do you think my Behemoth's skull can be sold for? "
Mas stroked his chin a little at that, and began to calculate.
Normally, six-star alchemy materials were worth around 200,000 gold coins, and seven-star alchemy materials were even more expensive. Without 500,000 gold coins, one would not be able to buy them. An eight-star alchemy material was not something that could be bought even if one had money! It was impossible to measure its value with crude gold coins. Usually, one would exchange it for something else.
This was clearly recorded in Dyson's alchemy notes.
Dyson had once participated in an auction in the Flame Empire. At that time, an eight-star alchemy material that was relatively ordinary was auctioned off for a sky-high price of 20 million gold coins. The alchemy material was not a precious plant or the torso of a precious creature, but just a flower that had been around for a long time.
Mas, who had lived two lifetimes, was naturally slick in dealing with people. He would not openly say how valuable Behemoth's skull was, so he did not answer Belek's question at all. Instead, he kicked the ball back.
"How much do you think this priceless treasure is worth, President Belek?"
Belek seemed to have already thought of the answer. Without thinking, he directly said, "That depends on the person. As brother Dyson said, such a treasure is merely an ordinary treasure in my hands. If I give such a treasure to the useless alchemists of the Storm Empire, it would be a waste of a heavenly treasure and worthless. If it was handed to Master Mas and then plotted against him, it would be a priceless treasure!
"As for the price… I don't have any hobbies. The thing I like the most and do the most is making friends. If you can introduce me to Master Mas, brother Dyson, I'll give this top-grade alchemy material to Master Mas. There's no harm, right?"
Upon hearing this, the astute Mas was very surprised, but he also understood what this sly old fox was thinking.
In order to get on his good side, the fatty offered huge benefits. He actually wanted to use the skull that was rarely seen in thousands of years to get closer to him.
Picking up a priceless treasure for no reason was a rare good thing for Mas.
"I already know your question and intentions. I can introduce you to him. I believe my master will also like this gift of friendship very much!" Mas nodded.
"That's really great. Brother Dyson, don't worry. There will definitely be many benefits if you work for me. If things work out, I'll add more 'benefits'!" Hearing that Dyson agreed to introduce himself to Mas, Belek laughed and promised many benefits.
If he could build a connection with Mas, he would be able to earn back whatever he lost. He was not a fool. In the long run, he would do something that was free of harm. It was just tens of millions of gold coins. He could earn more if he lost the money, but it was not so easy to get a favor from an alchemist who was at least at Level 8.. Mister Belek was very shrewd and ruthless.
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Chapter 17: Severely Ill Elf Girl
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"Brother Dyson, since our business is settled, when shall we set off?" Although Belek had never met Master Mas, they had been friends for a long time. At this moment, Belek could not wait to transport the alchemical materials.
"Hey, don't be anxious, President Belek. I think Master Mas will welcome you anytime. However, President Belek, I still have a mission that my master has yet to complete!
My master had asked me to come to the capital to purchase materials, and the second task was to bring back two mage rune engravers to help with the Alchemy Tower. I had heard among the people that you know a pair of elf sisters who were good at mage rune engravings, called Sha You and Leah. Is that true?
If President Belek doesn't mind, I wonder if you can give my master the two elves?" Mas slowly explained the other reason for his trip.
"Leah, Sha You? Tsk!" Upon hearing that, Belek's expression changed.
"It's not that I don't want to give these two to Master Mas, but brother Dyson, you don't know. Even if I give these two elf sisters to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to properly report to Master Mas if you bring them back. I still have a beautiful and higher-level rune engraver under me. Do you want to reconsider?"
"Based on what President Belek said, could it be that there's some hidden story behind this?" Mas looked at Belek with a faint smile, wanting to see what he could say.
"To tell you the truth, although Leah and Sha You have extremely high magical rune engraving skills, Sha You, as the older sister, suffers from a rare and strange disease that is extremely difficult to treat. It's called Lou Gehrig's disease. Cold air will constantly rise from Sha You's body, and gradually, because of the cold air filling her body, she will lose control of her body and eventually freeze to death.
With her current physical condition, she often needed to use fire-attribute alchemical pills to suppress the cold air in her body. Since you already know about the two sisters, you should have also heard the rumors that I hired advanced Assassin professionals to poison her food. This kind of false rumor was obviously maliciously slandered by other merchant associations.
If I really had such extraordinary means to cause someone to suffer from Lou Gehrig's disease, I would have long been sent to the gallows by the Emperor of the Storm Empire. "
Belek sighed as he spoke, glancing at Mas from time to time like a distressed wife.
"I have indeed heard about Lou Gehrig's disease before. Then what kind of pills do Sha You need to cure her disease?"
"She needs a five-star fire-attribute alchemical pill which is extraordinarily expensive. I need around 600,000 gold coins to buy one. Brother Dyson, I don't treat you as an outsider. To be honest, although Sha You and Leah's magic runes are pretty good, they are not worth 600,000 gold coins."
If you have that kind of need, I can recommend you a better one. As a man, I understand. "
When he finished speaking, Belek gave a despicable smile that all men understood and looked at Mas. It was understandable that a normal young boy had his needs.
"There's no need for that, President Belek. Have you ever heard of a saying that not everything in the world can be measured by gold coins? I'd trouble you again and let those two sisters come over."
Mas's face was calm, as if that dissatisfied tone had never appeared before.
Belek was also very tactful and did not say anything more. He strode out of the guest hall and ordered the servants outside to bring the two elf sisters to the front hall.
Before the two elf sisters arrived, there was still one more important matter to settle.
That was the skull of the behemoth.
Mas coveted such a priceless alchemy item. He stared at President Belek and said, "President Belek, since you're planning to give the skull of this behemoth to Master Mas, then we'll go on the road and trigger it. You have to arrange for powerful people to take good care of this treasure. If this thing is stolen by a traitor, then it will be our loss!"
Belek smiled and said, "In that case, why don't you put the skull of this behemoth into your alchemy ring? Only you and I know about this, so there's no mention of it being stolen."
"President Belek, aren't you worried that I will run away and take it for myself?" Mas was a little shocked.
"Of course, brother Dyson, I value you very much as a friend, and you must have something extraordinary about you to be valued by Master Mas, who is highly skilled in alchemy. Although the behemoth skull is a priceless treasure, didn't we just talk about it? Such a treasure can only be used by Master Mas. Even if you take it away, it won't be of much use, right?
Brother, you will definitely not take the risk of offending the Chamber of Commerce by taking the skull for himself. "
Belek analyzed the pros and cons for Mas with a calm expression, as if the skull was not what he sacrificed.
Mas felt that it was necessary for him to reevaluate a figure like Belek. This kind of boldness was not something an ordinary person could achieve.
For example, in the past, because of his first impression of Belek, he had thought that Belek was a short-sighted person that only knew how to exploit the relationship of the royal family to bully others. He had really underestimated Belek in the past.
It seemed like the appearance of the system had affected his judgment. He had to stop being frivolous and take every enemy and teammate seriously.
If nothing unexpected happened, in less than ten years, someone like Belek would definitely swallow up the other two major trading unions of the Storm Empire.
From the looks of it, this person could be considered a close friend.
"Then I'll reluctantly accept it for Master Mas. I think Master Mas will be so happy when he sees this gift!" Mas was all smiles.
Mas had just finished speaking when his hand moved. With a wave of his hand, he stored the behemoth skull and the huge metal box into the alchemy space he carried with him.
In an instant, two beautiful female elves who looked like flowers and jade followed the female servants into the hall. The appearance and figure of the two female elves were very moving. They had pointed long ears and full chests. However, the face of the female elf on the left was very pale, without any color of blood. Her face was as white as bones, and even her hair was white. She looked as if she had leukemia.
"Brother Dyson, as you can see, the one on the left is Sha You. She's suffering from Lou Gehrig's disease. I'm sure you can guess that she's been sick for a long time and her condition is very serious. If she can't be treated, she'll die in less than a year!" Belek whispered into Mas's ear.
Mas smiled and did not seem to care about Belek's advice. He continued to do what he wanted and said, "I don't mind, President Belek. Then, I'll take these two sisters away later. There shouldn't be any problem, right?"
"I've already said everything that needs to be said. Since brother Dyson insists on taking her away, it's up to you." Belek did not care much about this. The group of elf sisters were like goods to him. Compared to this trivial matter, he wanted to see Master Mas more.
Mas strode to the two elves and bowed to them like a gentleman from the Rotterdam continent. He introduced himself politely, "Dear elves, my name is Dyson. On behalf of the great alchemist, Mas, I'm hiring the two of you to be the magic rune engravers of the Alchemy Tower. Are the two of you interested?"
"Lord Dyson, if we agree to your request, will Master Mas be able to cure my sister?" Leah asked cautiously, not daring to look directly at him for fear of offending him.
Mas did not mind. Instead, he nodded and said, "As Master Mas's servants, if the two ladies are capable enough, Master Mas will definitely do whatever it takes to cure your sister's illness. A Level 5 medicinal pill is just a piece of cake for Master Mas."
The young Leah was overjoyed to hear this. She looked at Sha You and said dazedly, "Yay! My sister's illness has hope and I don't have to endure the pain of extreme cold every day anymore."
At the side, Sha You revealed a mature and bitter smile. "I hope so. I just hope that there won't be anything else…"
"President Belek, since this pair of elf sisters have already agreed, let's not delay any further. Let's set off now! But let's make it clear first, these things are different. The behemoth skull is your gift to my master, but don't miss a single cent for the money for the twenty-nine Emerald Green Robes!" Mas said solemnly.
"Of course, that should be the case. I'll get someone to prepare high-grade alchemy materials now. We'll meet at the gate of the capital one hour later. What do you think, brother Dyson?"
"Since that's the case, then it couldn't be any better." Mas did not say anything else.. He looked at the two sisters and said, "Then follow me, ladies."
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Chapter 18: Lou Gehrig's disease
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She watched as Mas brought a group of elves out of the Chamber of Commerce headquarters unscathed.
Walter, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief. A stone that had been hanging over his heart finally fell. If he could not see the figure, he was ready to go back and call Harry in to get Mas out.
"Honorable Boss, it's great to see you come out unscathed!" Walter heaved a sigh of relief.
"Walter, there's no need to make a fuss. Didn't I already tell you? I'm just going in to talk business with Belek!" Seeing the worried look on the white-bearded dwarf's face, Mas found it funny and a little heartbroken. It seemed that no one had cared about him like this for a long time.
"Boss, I have to say that you're really impressive to actually bring the two sisters out. Can you tell me what method did you use?!" Walter looked at Sha You and Leah, who were behind Mas, and was extremely surprised.
"Hey, Walter, what are you doing here?" Leah naturally recognized Walter who was also an elf. She was a little puzzled to see him here.
"Don't be surprised. I only hired the two of you because I heard about you from Walter. Similar to the both of you, Walter is now one of my employees. From now on, you'll be responsible for helping me. As for your sister's Sha You's disease, I'll help you solve it!" Mas explained calmly.
Hearing this, Walter looked at Mas in surprise.
"Lord Dyson, do you really think Master Mas can help my sister refine pills for Lou Gehrig's disease?" Leah stared at Mas, desperate to hear her answer.
Sha You was also very excited. There was nothing more important than curing her illness. If she was not afraid of death, she would not have chosen to live with her sister Leah.
As a long-lived elf, Sha You was afraid that she would die early, leaving her sister Leah alone in this world.
"Of course. With Master Mas's alchemy skills, curing your Lou Gehrig's disease is nothing difficult." Mas smiled faintly.
"Thank you, Lord Dyson. You and Master Mas are my benefactors."
When Sha You heard that, she instantly rushed up and hugged Mas tightly. Her delicate body pressed tightly against Mas, making him secretly exclaim in pleasure. She, who had been tortured by Lou Gehrig's disease, was now excited to hear that she could be cured completely!
"Sis, sis, sis! What are you doing?!"
Leah shouted with a flushed face at Sha You's bold move.
Realizing that she had lost her composure, Shayou let go of her arms. A small, delicate face leaned into Mas's ear and murmured, "Thank you, Lord Dyson, for giving me this opportunity. I have nothing to repay you with."
With that said, she leaned over and kissed the side of Mas's face. Her fair face also turned a little red from shyness.
The shy Sha You ran behind her sister Leah.
However, from the crimson pointy ears, one could tell that her mood was not calm.
Mas, who had lived two lifetimes, was still a great mage. He had never even held a girl's hand before. Sha You's bold action stunned him. He slowly came back to his senses and sighed. "Am I being teased by an elf sister? But it feels pretty good."
However, she could understand Sha You's actions. After all, both of their magic rune engraving skills were limited. She did not believe that a great alchemist she did not know would help her for free. She could only use this method to capture Mas's "disciple".
Mas did not intend to explain anything. Now that he was in the capital city of the Storm Empire, where the good and the bad mixed together, many spies were present. It was not good to reveal his true identity to them now. It would not be too late to tell them his identity after he returned to his Alchemy Tower.
"Thank you, Lord Dyson!"
The two blushing elf sisters exchanged a glance and thanked Mas gratefully.
Mas did not mind the sisters' gratitude. Instead, he looked at the attributes panel that appeared beside the sisters.
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[Sha You]
[Race: Pure-blooded Great Elf (Unawakened Bloodline)]
[Class: Level 4 Advanced Magus]
[Skill: Master-level magic rune engraving technique, complete water-type magic]
[Loyalty Level: 45 Favorability (40)]
[Special State: Late-stage Lou Gehrig's disease. Only 279 days of life left. Can be treated with an advanced 5-star alchemy pill, Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir]
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[Leah]
[Race: Pure-blooded Great Elf (Unawakened Bloodline)]
[Class: Level 4 Intermediate Magus]
[Skill: Master-level magical runes have all been engraved, complete with air-type magic]
[Loyalty Level: 50 Favorability (30)]
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The two sisters' high attributes surprised him. After so many days of understanding by the system, Mas had a rough understanding of the classification of strength in this world.
Similar to the novels in his previous life, there were various kinds of professionals. Their strength was divided from Level 1 to Level 9. Each level was further divided into beginner, intermediate, and advanced levels. Ordinary commoner professionals would be stuck at Level 3 for their entire lives. There were only about 40% of professionals who could break through to Level 3.
Once he broke through the threshold of a Level 3 professional and became a Level 4 professional, his strength would have a qualitative leap.
Level 4 and Level 5 were the intermediate stages of the entire system. Level 5 was a major barrier. Once one broke through to become a Level 6 professional, they would be an Advanced professional. There was only a pitiful 10% share in the entire continent who are at that stage.
As for Levels 7, 8 and 9, they were divided in more detail.
Level 7 was known as a Mythical Expert. Level 8 was known as an Epic Expert. Level 9 was known as a Legendary Expert.
From what Mas had learned over the past few days, he knew that the strongest professional in the ten empires was only an Advanced Epic Expert, and the Legendary Expert was a God recorded in myths!
According to the information that Mas currently had, there was no such thing. It could also be because he was too weak and could not reach that level.
Returning to the topic, Mas was still very satisfied with the two sisters' extremely high attributes, not to mention that the two sisters still had an unknown bloodline that had yet to awaken. If the bloodline awakened, it was not impossible for the two sisters to leap to become Level 6 professionals.
Mas was determined to treat Sha You's illness. Having two powerful professionals as his followers was a good deal for him.
He was only lacking the ingredients and formulas to make the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir now. Mas took advantage of the fact that it was not yet the appointed time to go to the Storm Empire's Alchemist Guild to take a look.
In each of the ten empires, there were merchant associations and professional guilds. People who needed gold coins or alchemical materials could issue missions, and alchemists would receive rewards for completing missions. Some alchemists, because they had no money to buy alchemical materials, would sell their alchemy recipes to the Alchemist Guild in exchange for money or materials.
On the other hand, the Alchemist Guild would divide the alchemy recipes obtained through various means and channels and sell them to the alchemists who needed them at different prices, forming a circle of conscience.
Generally speaking, the Alchemist Guild sold the rarest alchemical creatures and alchemical war tools in private. However, most people could only buy low grade items. Without a noble status, the snobbish Alchemist Guild would not sell high grade items to civilians.
This was also why Walter was so excited when he heard that he could sell a Level 5 intermediate Red Crystal Gargoyle to him. After all, everyone was afraid of death, let alone a wealthy businessman who enjoyed all kinds of wealth and luxury.
Mas believed that alchemical pills like the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir were expensive five-star high grade alchemy items, but they were not widely used. Not to mention finished products, the Alchemist Guild would probably sell them to him for formulas. After all, recipes could be replicated indefinitely, right?
"Okay, come with me."
Seeing that everyone was still immersed in joy, Mas greeted them and prepared to return to Harry's restaurant to check on Harry's situation.
Everyone followed Mas back to the restaurant where Harry was eating. Mas had spent nearly an hour and a half since he left but Harry was still engrossed in eating. That showed how much he ate.
Mas and the others were not in a hurry. They waited quietly by the side. Harry was so immersed in the joy of the meal that he did not notice the arrival of the crowd. The plates on the table had already piled up to the height of a small mountain and could not be stacked further. He could only place the empty plate that he had finished on the ground. As he burped, Harry licked the empty plate as if he had not had enough.
Finally, he noticed the crowd of Mas and company waiting beside him. He seemed to have realized that he had lost his composure and used his arms to wipe his oily mouth. He stood up and gave a silly laugh. "Boss, I didn't notice you coming. Sorry to have kept you waiting. Thank you, Boss. After two years, this is the first time I've eaten so much."
Even Mas, who had always been calm, looked at the mountain of empty plates and could not help but pull his chin. It was too exaggerated.
Having watched so many competitive eating videos in his previous life, Mas had to admire Harry's appetite when it came to eating alone.
"How many gold coins worth did he eat, boss?" On the surface, Mas looked calm, but from his slightly trembling voice, one could see that his heart was not as calm as it looked.
"It's not a lot. Esteemed guest, you reserved 500 gold coins for us earlier. This brother here ate 496 gold coins. I'll round it down for you. These 10 gold coins are the change."
The tavern owner respectfully returned the remaining money to Mas.
Mas received the gold coins with a pained expression and stored them in his Alchemy Space. He hurriedly brought the four of them to the Alchemy Guild.
"Lord Dyson, are we going back to the Alchemy Guild now?" Leah, who had been taking care of her sister Sha You all these years and helping her sister buy fire-attribute alchemical pills at the Alchemy Guild, was more than familiar with this path.
"That's right. Since I promised to help your sister treat her illness, I naturally won't go back on my word. Now, I'm going to the Alchemy Guild to purchase the formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir. Then, I'll get Master Mas to help refine that elixir and treat your sister's illness!"
As if sensing the elf's uneasiness, Mas placed his large, white hands on top of Leah's head as he spoke, trying to comfort her.
Just as Mas finished speaking, the cold system prompt followed closely behind.
[Sha You's loyalty has increased by 25].
[Leah's loyalty has increased by 20].
[Walter's loyalty has increased by 10]
"Brother Dyson's hand is so warm! My sister's illness can be cured and I feel so blessed!"
"My illness can finally be cured. I don't have to drag my sister down anymore. I have to thank Master Mas and Dyson!"
"Boss is so nice to the elves. Can I bring my wife and children with me in the future?"
The three people present all had their own thoughts and were deeply grateful to him.
At this moment, a faint smile appeared on Mas's lips.
The natives of this world were actually so naive. With just a few words, the good impression of the three elves had increased so much.
If he revealed his identity when he returned to the Alchemy Tower and completely cured Sha You's Lou Gehrig's disease, wouldn't he be able to increase the favorability of these three elves to 100?
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Chapter 19: Alchemy Medal
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"Since you want to buy the elixir formula, I am very familiar with it! Let me lead the way, okay, boss?"
Leah cooed as she shook Mas's arm.
An elf who knew how to wheedle was really irresistible.
At that moment, a soft voice came from behind. "Ahem, Leah, you can't be too willful. You'll cause trouble for the boss."
Mas looked towards the source of the voice. It turned out that Sha You felt that Leah's words were too rude as a servant, so she reminded her.
"Alright, Sha You, you're not feeling well, so don't talk too hard. Leah was too excited to see that you're about to be cured, and it just so happens that this is my first time in the capital, so I'm not very familiar with the Alchemist Guild. Leah led the way out of goodwill, so let her lead the way."
"Yay!"
Just like that, Mas and the other three followed Leah into the Alchemist Guild and entered the alchemy formula section with her introduction.
As Leah was a regular here, she was very knowledgeable about the Alchemy Guild and explained the rules to Mas.
The Alchemist Guild was divided into three areas.
The first area was a quest area for customers to issue alchemy quests or pay for alchemy materials.
The second was the trading area where alchemists specifically used items to exchange for items, and the Alchemist Guild as the intermediate guarantor.
The third type was the area where Mas and the others were heading to. There were all kinds of alchemy items or formulas for sale.
Mas walked to the front desk of the alchemy recipe area in the sales area and saw a mature rabbit-eared lady sitting on the stage in the hall. He went up to ask about matters regarding the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir. "I'm sorry to disturb you, beautiful lady. Do you have the formula for the 5-star high grade Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir?"
The rabbit-eared lady, who was concentrating on her work, was interrupted by a sudden question. She was a little unhappy, but she quickly got used to it because it was also one part of her work.
Looking at the five-man team of Mas, he lowered his head and flipped through the information. "Hello, Sir, we do have this formula for sale here!"
Mas and the others were overjoyed, while Leah asked eagerly, "Sister, how much is one serving?"
"I'm sorry, can you show me your alchemy medal first?" asked the rabbit-eared lady.
"Alchemy medal?"
Mas was puzzled. After so many days of systematic learning, the alchemy medal had never been mentioned.
The rabbit-eared lady could not help but feel disappointed. The person in front of her was obviously a novice alchemist. How unlucky.
"It's like this, sir. It's probably your first time in our Alchemy Guild, so you don't know the rules of our Alchemy Guild."
"The alchemy medal is the identity symbol of every alchemist. In the Alchemist Guild, whether it is issuing missions, accepting missions, carrying out items transactions, or just buying alchemy items or formulas, we need the alchemy medal specially issued by the Alchemy Guild."
Out of professional ethics, the bunny-eared girl slowly explained the issue of the alchemy medal to Mas and the rest with a smile.
Upon hearing this, even the good-tempered Mas could not help but frown.
He also did not expect that purchasing a high-level Level 5 alchemy formula would be so troublesome.
Forget it. I have to get this alchemy formula today no matter what.
Mas sighed and looked at the rabbit-eared lady again. "As you said, ma'am, how should we obtain the guild's alchemy medal?"
The rabbit-eared lady seemed to be used to this question that Mas raised. She instinctively said, "It's like this, sir. Our guild's alchemy medal is based on your contribution points. You can receive our guild's alchemy medal if you hand in missions or provide alchemy recipes for free.
Moreover, the alchemy medal was divided into the following levels: Apprentice, Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Elite, and Master!
The two levels of apprenticeship and apprenticeship could be awarded with medals by handing in missions, while those above the intermediate level could only obtain contribution points by selling alchemy recipes!
For example, the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir that you wish to exchange for can only be exchanged with an intermediate alchemy medal."
"Gasp! The Alchemist Guild is really daring to use such a method of monopolizing the market!" Mas exclaimed. It was not without reason that the Alchemist Guild had opened up the entire Rotterdam Continent.
Just like how he wanted to exchange for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir, he would have to pay for the alchemy formula in exchange for contribution points.
In this way, it would repeat over and over again, forming a virtuous circle. The Alchemist Guild would have more and more alchemy recipes of all kinds, and they could sell each alchemy recipe to alchemists or others in need in exchange for a large amount of profit. Some alchemy recipes of higher levels could even increase the exchange level to increase the difficulty of obtaining them, forcing the alchemists who needed to sell new alchemy recipes to obtain higher-level alchemy medals.
In other words, the Alchemist Guild had the right to explain everything. If you don't want to buy it, then get lost. There was no other way. Mas was inferior to others now, so he could only follow other people's rules. Unless he had the ability to look down on the rules, he would have to obediently accept it.
Mas' eyes kept flickering. It was obvious that he had already started thinking. He roughly estimated that he currently had about twenty alchemy recipes. Other than the Red Crystal Gargoyle, the Bone Breastplate, and the Emerald Green Robe, the rest were all small items that he had casually created using low star materials and the Creator's Alchemy Platform. They did not mean much, but they were alchemy recipes after all, and he could exchange them for some contribution points.
"Miss, do you have a pen and paper?"
When he said this, even Mas felt a little awkward.
Seemingly sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the rabbit-eared lady took the initiative to smile sweetly at Mas to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere. She walked into the room and fetched a quill and a roll of parchment for him.
Mas then wrote the twenty or so alchemy recipes that were not worth much.
After half an hour, Mas handed the parchment paper filled with alchemy recipes to the rabbit-eared lady. Apart from the alchemy ingredients needed, there was also the refining method and the effects of the items.
Otherwise, writing random alchemical materials could be exchanged for a large amount of contribution. The people from the Alchemist Guild were not fools. This obviously would not work.
Looking at the rabbit-eared lady taking the parchment, Mas crossed his arms in front of his chest and asked indifferently, "How many contribution points can these alchemy recipes be exchanged for?"
"I'm sorry, but I have to hand these alchemy recipes over to someone who specializes in appraising them. After all, I don't really understand them. Please wait!"
After saying that, the rabbit-eared lady took the parchment and looked a little surprised. After explaining politely, she turned around and walked into the iron door behind her.
Not long after, the rabbit-eared lady walked out. She looked at Mas apologetically and said cautiously, "Sir, I'm sorry. Just now, our Alchemist Guild's special appraiser checked. Although there are more than 20 alchemy recipes on the parchment, most of them are not very valuable, so you can only obtain 1,200 contribution points.
You have 1,200 contribution points and you can only exchange them for a basic alchemy medal which costs 1,000 contribution points. As for an intermediate alchemy medal, you need 3,000 contribution points!"
"Eh?"
Mas was speechless. Although he was already mentally prepared, when he heard the actual number, he sighed helplessly and rubbed his temples with his slender fingers.
He still lacked 1800 contribution points.
Mas needed to sell one or even two of the three alchemy recipes!
In less than a moment, Mas had an answer. He absolutely could not sell a biological alchemy formula like the Red Crystal Gargoyle. If he dared to sell it, the Alchemist Guild might not be able to take it. Moreover, this was the only alchemical creature formula that he currently possessed.
Mas was still hoping to use the Red Crystal Gargoyle to earn the Storm Empire's war money.
Although the Bone Breastplate was a three-star high-tier alchemy item, in Mas' opinion, a Bone Breastplate with excellent anti-magic properties was extremely valuable.
No matter which country had it, if they equipped it with their own troops, it would definitely increase the survival rate of the cannon fodder soldiers on the battlefield. It was a great killing weapon!
As long as there was a large-scale war on the Rotterdam Continent, Mas could use large numbers of Bone Breastplates to make these warring countries rich.
The only thing he could choose for himself was this Emerald Green Robe. According to his original plan, this Emerald Green Robe was to be used to trade with Belek and also to gain a favor.
However, it was impossible for him to back down now. In order to obtain this intermediate alchemy medal, Mas had no choice but to sell this alchemy formula to the Alchemy Guild to obtain it.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. Could you give yourself a few more pieces of paper?"
Mas asked the smiling rabbit-eared lady again.
When the rabbit-eared lady heard this, her face lit up with joy. This was a glorious achievement. She nodded to indicate that she heard it.
She immediately returned to the room and took out a few pieces of goatskin parchment and handed them to Mas. After Mas wrote down the formula in detail, he handed it to Bunny Ear.
"I'll have to trouble you, miss, to hand this formula over to the appraiser of your guild and let him see how much this formula is worth!"
The rabbit-eared lady respectfully took the parchment with both hands and turned to enter the iron door behind her.
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Chapter 20: The Cunning Timothy
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It had been less than three minutes since the rabbit-eared lady entered the iron gate.
The iron door was violently pushed open, making a loud clang.
A middle-aged man with curly golden hair walked out quickly.
Seeing Mas outside the door, he strode to him and said with a smile, "I'm the chief appraiser of the Storm Empire's Alchemist Guild branch. You can call me Timothy!
How should I address you? "
As the saying goes, one does not slap a smiling face. Mas adjusted his mood and said, "No need for formalities. I'm Dyson!"
"Brother Dyson, your alchemy recipe is really good. I was even more amazed after reading it. No alchemy genius can write such a recipe! I wonder if a genius alchemist like you are willing to join our Alchemy Guild!" Timothy invited Mas.
"Heh. What's in it for me to join your Alchemy Guild? Can I check the alchemy recipes in your guild's collection?"
Timothy laughed awkwardly. "You must be joking, brother Dyson. How can you check the alchemy recipes of the Alchemist Guild? Even our branch president doesn't have the right to check the high-grade alchemy recipes!"
Upon hearing this, Mas stared coldly at Timothy. "Since there are no benefits, why would I join this useless Alchemist Guild?"
"Brother Dyson, you're wrong!
Alchemy is a very great and mysterious technology. As long as you can participate in our Alchemy Guild, you can participate in the Alchemist Conference that our Alchemy Guild holds once a month. At the conference, there will also be a great alchemist above Level 6 who will share about alchemy!
And it's not that I'm boasting for our guild. You must know that there are only a fixed number of 20 participants in the monthly Alchemist Convention in our Storm Empire. For one spot, everyone else has fought to the death for it. With the advanced four-star alchemy formula you submitted, brother Dyson, you are completely qualified to enter this Alchemy Convention! "
Upon hearing Dyson's disdain, Timothy, who was experienced and shrewd, did not get angry. Instead, he grinned and explained the benefits to Mas.
"Are you saying that the quota for this Alchemy Conference is only for this month? What about the quota for next month?" Mas asked in disdain.
Timothy said, "The Alchemist Convention is ranked according to the contribution points of the Alchemist Guild alchemists every month. Only the twenty alchemists with the highest contribution points are qualified to participate in this convention!"
Er—
The Alchemist Guild was really exploiting them to the extreme!
Fortunately, Mas did not need to communicate with anyone now. He did not even need the formula. As long as he had enough alchemical materials, he could slowly figure it out by himself. It was only a matter of time before he could refine powerful alchemical items.
However, the situation of other alchemists was completely different. Even if they had the alchemy formula, just the success rate of alchemy alone was enough to make other alchemists not dare to try it casually.
Meanwhile, participating in the so-called Alchemist Convention meant receiving guidance from the advanced Alchemist Master. That alone was crucial.
After all, not everyone had a 100% success rate. For example, for a Level 5 alchemy item, a failure would cost hundreds of thousands of gold coins. Which junior alchemist had so much money to squander?
Then, in order to get this opportunity, the other intermediate and beginner alchemists naturally worked hard. They either began to crazily hand over alchemical materials to complete the task, or they honestly contributed their hard-earned formula to the Alchemist Guild in exchange for new formulas.
The Alchemist Guild had completely changed its way of exploiting, but this exploitation method only made all the alchemists go through fire and water for it. Even if they were unwilling, for the sake of those high-grade alchemy recipes, they could only honestly admit defeat.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Timothy. I'm not very interested in joining the Alchemist Guild at the moment. Can you tell me how many contribution points I can exchange this Level 4 high-grade alchemy formula for?"
Sensing Mas' wish, Timothy was not willing to pester him too much. There was no need to make enemies with a young genius alchemist.
However, Timothy's next words infuriated Mas.
Timothy, who was experienced and knowledgeable, could tell the quality of the Emerald Green Robe at a glance. He slowly said, "Brother Dyson, your Level 4 high-grade Emerald Green Alchemy Recipe is not bad. However, the effects of this Emerald Green Alchemy Recipe are not that good. Even if it can defend against cold weapons, as a high-grade four-star alchemy Item, it cannot be popularized among the commoners in the imperial army. The number of mercenaries that can afford it can be counted on one hand!
As for the commoners, there was no need to even think about it. The Emerald Green Robe is not even comparable to a few heavy gold ingots in front of them. Therefore, the people who really needed the Emerald Green Robe are the aristocrats of the empire.
Although the aristocrats were afraid of death, brother Dyson, you should know that it was impossible for the aristocrats to not bring advanced professionals as their personal guards when they traveled. Even if they were attacked on the way, with the help of the guards, the Emerald Green Robe could prevent accidents.
"In that case, even if we mass produce this Emerald Green Robe, we won't be able to sell much. Therefore, I think the contribution points exchanged for the emerald green robe will only be 1,500!"
Timothy's analysis was clear and logical. He seemed to be disdainful of the formula of the Emerald Green Robe. If an outsider were here, they might have been fooled by him.
However, how could Mas, who had personally refined the green robes, not know that he was deliberately suppressing the price of the green robes? After explaining, Mas completely treated him as farting.
"Appraiser Timothy, as I said before, I will not join the Alchemist Guild. If you want to force me to join the Alchemist Guild by lowering the price, you don't have to!
A four-star high-grade alchemy recipe and armor only cost 1,500 contribution points, are you trying to scare a child? The twenty or so low-level alchemy recipes I just handed in were worth 1,200 contribution points. As an appraiser, do you think a high-grade four-star alchemy recipe is only worth 300 points?!
Since you're an appraiser, I don't want to waste my breath on you. I don't care how many contribution points you want, and I don't want to compete with you for a higher position. However, as a condition, you must sell me the formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir!"
Mas just stared at Timothy and spoke through gritted teeth.
"What use do you have for the formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir?"
Timothy glanced at Sha You behind Mas.
Being experienced and knowledgeable, he could naturally tell that Sha You was suffering from Lou Gehrig's disease. Moreover, it was the kind of disease that was in its late stages and needed the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir to treat it.
He did not care about these things. He only cared about one thing.
Timothy quickly said, "Brother Dyson, you want this elixir formula. Could it be that you can refine that high-grade Level 5 elixir yourself?"
Timothy looked at Mas in surprise. He had seen at least dozens of alchemy geniuses, but he had never heard of anyone who could refine a high-grade Level 5 pill at sixteen like Mas.
Mas said coldly, "Whether or not it can be my own business has nothing to do with Mr. Timothy. Alright, I'm in a hurry now. Do you agree with my earlier suggestion?"
Timothy thought about it carefully and felt that it was not a loss. He smiled and said, "No problem. Since brother Dyson has said so, I'm not an unreasonable person. For the sake of this high-grade Level 4 armor alchemy formula, I'll give you the right to buy a high-grade Level 5 Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir, but you have no right to buy other alchemy recipes of the same level!"
"No problem, of course. How much is the formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir?"
Timothy did not say anything. He smiled slyly like an old fox and raised three fingers.
"30,000 gold coins? I can give it to you now. You can give me the elixir formula!" Mas said impatiently.
"Oh? I think you misunderstood something."
Timothy shook his head as he spoke and solemnly raised three more fingers.
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Chapter 21: Greed Has a Price!
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300,000 gold coins?!
Mas stared at Timothy and his face darkened.
There were only two possibilities for the current situation:
One: The appraiser treated him like a fool because he looked young and gullible.
Two: He raised the price and let Mas talk to him in detail so that he could achieve some sort of unspeakable goal.
But no matter what the reason was, he had held a grudge.
Mas adjusted his mentality and tried to make his expression look better. "Mr. Timothy, you should know the rules of your guild. I provided alchemy recipes and obtained contribution points to increase the alchemy level just to buy this alchemy recipe!
They could sell the alchemy recipes that they obtained many times. It was a profitable business. Just based on the Level 4 high-level alchemy recipe that I provided to your guild, you could earn millions of gold coins with this recipe.
However, now that I want to buy a Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir that can only be used for freezing cold, you actually want 300,000 gold coins from me?!!
Even if it's a top-grade Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir, it only costs 600,000 gold coins. Now that you're asking for 300,000 gold coins for this, don't you think you are being too much?"
"Hey, brother Dyson, this is your fault. Although you say that, it doesn't make sense. After you obtain the formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir, you can refine it and sell it!
Think about it carefully. If you succeed in refining and then sell it, the profits will be insane. As a genius alchemist, you naturally know it very well. "Timothy looked at Mas with a smug look.
Mas did not respond. He looked at Timothy with a grim expression.
He really did not want to hear any more of his nonsense. If the alchemy formula of the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir, which was not widely used, could be sold at such an expensive price, then those alchemists must have been hit in the head by a carriage to keep earning contribution points to obtain higher-level alchemy recipes.
It could be said that among the Level 5 alchemical pills, the value of the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir did not match its status at all. In Mas's opinion, the formula for this elixir could only be sold for 50,000 gold coins at most.
In the end, the other party asked for 300,000. It was obvious that he thought Mas was a fool.
Mas was not a pig, so he would not let him slaughter as he pleased. 'Since you're heartless, then don't blame me for being unjust.'
Having lived two lifetimes, no matter which lifetime it was, Mas was unwilling to suffer in silence. Although he could not understand why the other party was so insistent on tricking him, if he did not take revenge, he would not be able to sleep or eat well.
Mas took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. He suppressed his anger and forced a smile on his face.
"Appraiser Timothy, 300,000 gold coins is indeed a little too much for a new alchemist like me. I can't take out so much at the moment, but I know that you, with your remarkable abilities, must have a solution."
Mas smiled ingratiatingly and looked eagerly at Timothy.
Timothy smiled when he heard that. He thought to himself, "This kid is really smart. He's really quick to understand."
Then, he whispered in Mas's ear, "There's a way. But brother Dyson, you have to know that if I sell the elixir formula to you at a lower price or directly give it to you, my position as an appraiser will be lost if the Guild Discipline Inspection finds out. If that happens, my family will live in poverty with me. Since I'm taking such a risk for you, shouldn't you give me a small reward?"
Timothy made a bitchy gesture and gave a lewd smile.
Mas finally understood why the other party had been targeting him. It turned out that he was a newcomer and wanted to take bribes.
Since the other party wanted money, he should "satisfy" him.
"Appraiser Timothy, there are too many people here. It's not safe to talk about such things. Why don't you follow me outside and find a place with no one to talk about it in detail?" Mas put on a sensible smile and pulled Timothy out.
"You guys stay here and wait for me. I have something important to discuss with Mr. Timothy," Mas said to Sha You and the rest before leaving the Alchemy Guild with Timothy.
While walking on the street, Mas took advantage of Timothy's lack of attention and found a 'black control core' stone he had carved last time from his alchemy space. He put the stone in his pocket.
"Brother Mas, what are you going to tell me?" Timothy looked at Mas with anticipation. He could not wait to know what precious treasure Mas was showing him.
Mas pretended to look around. He carefully took out the polished "control core" from his pocket and stuffed it into Timothy's hand.
Timothy looked at the black stone that Mas handed over. His expression could be said to be the definition of "Sichuan Opera Face-Changing". The smile that had just appeared on his face instantly changed into an angry expression.
"Mr. Dyson, what's the meaning of this?!" Mas's tone clearly became angry as he said unhappily.
"Appraiser Timothy, don't look down on this good thing in your hand. This is the Red Crystal Gargoyle control core that has been circulating in the imperial family recently. As long as you hold this core, you can control the Red Crystal Gargoyle!" Mas whispered into Timothy's ear.
While Timothy was examining the core, he unknowingly summoned a Red Crystal Gargoyle from the alchemy space.
"Red Crystal Gargoyle?" Timothy looked at Mas in confusion.
Mas smiled without a word and pointed behind him.
When Timothy turned around, he saw the Red Crystal Gargoyle squatting on the ground. His eyes were filled with shock!
"Is this the Red Crystal Gargoyle that is widely circulated among the upper echelons of the royal family, comparable to a Level 5 advanced professional?" Even Timothy, who was extremely good at maintaining his energy, spoke with a trembling voice.
"That's right, Appraiser Timothy. I bought this Red Crystal Gargoyle at a high price from Master Mas. Now, I'll give it to you, Appraiser Timothy. Regarding the elixir formula we talked about earlier… Hehe." Mas had a fawning look on his face, as if he was asking for a beating.
Timothy was still a little worried when he heard that. He looked at the control core in his hand doubtfully and then at the Red Crystal Gargoyle.
"Stand up! Squat down and fly! Shout three times!"
Without a doubt, the Red Crystal Gargoyle followed Timothy's instructions and carried out all the actions. Timothy was overjoyed and revealed a look of greed.
"Brother Dyson, don't worry. You've already given me such a big gift. Not to mention that high-level Level 5 Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir, I can even pack the other Level 5 elixirs for you!"
When Mas heard that, he did not take it seriously. This fellow who was full of vulgarities would let him be arrogant for a while.
"Then, I shall thank you properly." Mas looked at Timothy with a faint smile, his eyes flickering with a dark light.
"Laugh, laugh. Fool, the only time you can laugh is now!" Mas shouted coldly in his heart.
Timothy dared to extort him so blatantly. Did he really think that Mas was easy to bully?
After obtaining the God-grade alchemy system, Mas's mentality had been gradually influenced.
Mas was already furious. The killing machine was already in position. Who was the death knell ringing for?!
When the time was ripe, he could strike!
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Chapter 22: The Lost Red Crystal Gargoyle!
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Because of the "gift" of the Red Crystal Gargoyle, Timothy waved his hand and gave the alchemy formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir to Mas.
After Mas obtained the formula, he was no longer willing to continue entertaining this person who was about to die. After all, he still had an appointment with Belek, so he directly left with Sha You and the others.
In an instant, when Mas and the others reached the gates of the Storm Empire's capital city, they finally saw Belek and the others. Looking at their sweaty bodies, they must have been waiting here for a long time.
Belek and his servants were like ants on a hot pan because of the weather and the long absence of Mas and his men.
When Belek saw how Mas was deep in thought, his anxious heart was finally relieved. His originally anxious expression instantly changed into a smile.
"President Belek, I'm sorry. I took care of some time on the way, causing me to be a little late. I saw your anxious expression just now. You're not afraid that I'll run away, are you?" Seeing Belek's deflated expression, Mas could not help but laugh heartily. Even the four people behind him covered their mouths and giggled.
Seeing that he had been exposed, Belek could only laugh and apologize. "How could that be? Brother Dyson, isn't the weather hot? That's why I'm a little anxious. If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have given you the behemoth's skull!"
Although Belek said that, both of them knew that he was indeed afraid of Mas running away with the money.
Hearing Belek's forceful explanation, Mas did not point it out. He glanced at the boxes of alchemy materials that Belek's servant had stored in the carriage, and the corner of his mouth lifted.
"Since that's the case, let's set off!" Mas called out, leading the group out of the city gates.
Belek had made preparations for this trip. He brought ten advanced Level 3 professionals and two Level 4 professionals.
The two Level 4 professionals were knight and priest respectively.
Belek was very afraid of death. Apart from the entire Rotterdam Continent, many people in the Storm Empire wanted his life.
Mas and Belek spent more than an hour before they finally left the core region of the Storm Empire.
It was only then that Mas finally used his mind to order the Red Crystal Gargoyle hiding beside Timothy to attack. After killing Timothy, it flew back to him.
As for whether the Red Crystal Gargoyle could kill Timothy directly, that was not within his consideration. Timothy was at most a Level 3 intermediate or beginner alchemist. It was not difficult for him to be ambushed and killed by the Red Crystal Gargoyle when he was unprepared and without sufficient trump cards.
It would be strange if he could not kill Timothy. After all, that was a Red Crystal Gargoyle that was comparable to an advanced Level 5 professional!
As for what kind of trouble the Red Crystal Gargoyle would cause after killing Timothy, that was not within his consideration.
After all, the emperor was far away. Without evidence, no one could find fault with him.
Even if he had needs in the future, he just had to ask for help from Belek.
...
"Here, here, and here! As expected of the recently famous Master Mas!
"This craftsmanship, this technique, that Master Mas actually refined this strange alchemical creature that has long disappeared. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would really find it hard to believe!" Timothy was in his courtyard, carefully sizing up the Red Crystal Gargoyle that was squatting on the ground. His eyes were filled with admiration and he constantly praised it elegantly.
However, suddenly, the Red Crystal Gargoyle that was squatting on the ground spread its wings and stood up.
Its red eyes stared fixedly at Timothy as if it wanted to devour him.
"What's going on? Has the control core malfunctioned?" Timothy did not seem to notice the impending danger as he continued to fiddle with the control core in his hand.
When he noticed the Red Crystal Gargoyle, he heard a sharp whistling sound coming from behind him. Timothy was scared out of his wits.
"When did this happen? When did this Gargoyle get tampered with? I clearly have the control core of this alchemical creature, but why can't I control it? Could it be…"
As a rather smart person, Timothy immediately understood the situation but he could no longer make a sound as he looked at his separated body. Before he could call for help, he was cut in half by the Gargoyle!
Then, the Gargoyle soared into the sky and flew rapidly in the direction of Mas.
Thinking that he was about to face a Level 8 expert, Belek's blood could not help but tremble. He was a Level 8 professional, which was terrifying enough even if he was only a beginner! One had to know that in the entire Rotterdam Continent, the highest rank on the surface was only a Level 7 advanced professional. There might also be other Level 8 individuals but he did not know.
Thinking that he would be able to meet such an expert soon, Belek felt a sense of satisfaction surging from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head.
At the thought of it, Belek was like a curious baby, asking questions like Mas.
"Brother Dyson, how old is Master Mas?"
"Brother Dyson, does Master Mas like that? Which one? The one that all men like!"
"Brother Dyson, does Master Mas have children?"
"Brother Dyson, where does Master Mas live?"
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Chapter 23: Bandit
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Mas put a hand to his forehead, clearly annoyed by Belek. He explained helplessly, "Firstly, I can't reveal my master's information to you. Secondly, I can tell you clearly that our destination is the Gloom Forest at the border of the Storm Empire. We still have about seven to eight hours of travel."
As a smart person, Belek naturally knew what it meant to stop when one was ahead. He nodded and did not ask as many questions as before.
The group continued forward for a distance when suddenly, the sound of birds chirping could be heard in the distance. Birds flew out of the forest in a disorderly manner. It was obvious that something had alarmed them.
The ground was shaking rhythmically, and a thick layer of dust was floating all over the sky. When the dust and smoke dissipated, Mas and Belek realized that they were surrounded by a group of Barbarian Orc bandits.
Upon closer inspection, they were a group of bandits who were riding Level 2 Vicious Wolves, wearing iron armor and wielding halberds. There were a total of 50 orcs and their overall strength was about the intermediate Level 3. Only the leader was at the intermediate Level 4.
Looking at the hostile expression of the other party and how they were about to make a move, Belek volunteered to negotiate with them.
"Alright then, President Belek, you have to take care of your own safety!" Since that was the case, Mas could not say much. At this moment, he needed a representative to speak up.
Mas did not care about these bandits. They were not very strong. If he could not defeat them, he could just escape on the Red Crystal Gargoyle.
"Don't attack. Don't attack. Brothers of the Vicious Wolf Association, I am the Chairman of the Storm Empire's Sith Chamber of Commerce. I believe all of you have heard of my name. I believe all of you have not had your fill in a long time.
This is a small token of appreciation from me, please accept it. "Belek took out a heavy purse from his chest. Looking at the bulge of the purse, it was at least 2,000 gold coins.
This number was really not small, but to Belek, it was just a drop in the ocean. If spending a little money could resolve the disaster, why not?
Although he had brought enough guards on this trip and was not afraid of the bandits in front of him, Belek knew very well that outside the core area of the empire, in this desolate place, he could just kill ordinary bandits. However, the background of these bandits riding vicious wolves in front of him was not small. These bandits came from the Vicious Wolf Association and were one of the five great associations in the entire Rotterdam Continent.
If all else failed, he would break out of the encirclement. Although his own safety could be guaranteed, he still had Master Mas's disciple behind him. If anything were to happen to him, Master Mas would vent his anger on the Storm Empire. It would be fine if he died, but his family might not even be able to survive.
At this moment, Belek really did not want to provoke them. It was not worth it no matter what trouble they encountered. For Mas, who had always been a miser, it was not unacceptable for him to pay a little money for this.
According to past experience, after these members of the Vicious Wolf Association had collected these "filial" gold coins, it meant that they were safe.
However, the past was different today. The leader of the Vicious Wolf Association took the money bag from Belek and weighed it in his hand, a mocking smile appearing on his face. "President Belek, are you calling yourself a beggar? You want to send us away with such a small amount of money?
How about this? Think about it. I'll take any one of the three boxes from the carriage behind you. Then we'll all pretend that nothing happened, okay?"
Upon hearing this, the shrewd Belek realized that things were not simple. How did the leader of the Vicious Wolf Association know that his carriage contained three boxes? This matter was probably not as simple as he thought!
"That won't do. This business deal is very important to me! I won't hide it from you, brother. Your leader Bruno and I are good brothers. If you act like this, aren't you afraid that your leader will blame you?"
Hearing this, the small leader sneered. "Heh, President Belek, what a coincidence. This time, our operation was instructed by our leader Bruno.
Our leader had already told us that if you don't give us one of these three boxes of goods today, you won't be able to walk out of this place unscathed."
Upon hearing this, Belek's expression darkened.
"Think carefully. Are you sure you want to attack?
If you overestimate yourself, then go ahead! "
The sub-chief seemed to have heard something funny when he heard that. He then laughed heartily. "You guys are the ones overestimating yourselves! Sure, I'll satisfy you!"
After the leader finished speaking, he patted the Vicious Wolfon his body hard and it let out a loud howl.
Soon, the 50-odd people rode the Vicious Wolf and instantly surrounded Mas and the rest.
Looking at the large number of Orc bandits around him, he knew that he was in big trouble today. He only hoped that after this calamity, the Dyson brothers would not be injured. If Master Mas took his anger out on them, what would happen to his family? No amount of wealth could save the lives of his family. They would all be sent to the gallows!
"The leader of the Vicious Wolf Association has always had a good relationship with me, and the amount of things he gives me every year is not little either. As the grandson of a member of the royal family of the Storm Empire, he naturally knows very well what the consequences of robbing him will be. Furthermore, those three boxes of alchemy materials are useless trash to them. Someone must have promised them other benefits in order for them to act so rashly!
If I had known, I would have brought a few more Level 4 professionals this time, why would I care about the hiring fee? If I brought that "fellow" out, ir would not have end up like this!
However, it's useless to regret now.. It's best to think about how to break out of this situation!" Belek thought to himself.
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Chapter 24: The Spree Killer Gargoyle
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"President Belek, do you still think you have an advantage?"
The bandit leader looked at Belek with a faint smile and mocked him loudly. His eyes were filled with disdain.
In the past, this old fellow did not treat him as a human. Now, he would definitely take revenge!
"Brother Dyson, I'm very sorry. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. Most likely, they were instructed by a traitor to charge at me and implicate you. I'm really sorry.
In a while, I'll get my guards to hold them back. All of you, immediately take my waist token and flee towards the Imperial Capital. As long as you enter the core region of the empire, even if they are extremely daring, they will not dare to make a move. As for the subordinates you hired, if it's not a last resort, perhaps they can also be used as scapegoats!" Belek leaned close to Mas' ear and gave a brief description of such ruthless things.
This extremely self-centered Belek suddenly treated him so well, it made Mas feel surprised.
However, after thinking about it carefully, he could roughly guess it.
It was none other than the disciple he suspected to be Master Mas's beloved disciple, and now that the front lines of the Storm Empire and the Pope were tight, they needed Master Mas's endless supply of alchemical creatures. If Master Mas's beloved disciple died prematurely in the Storm Empire's territory, no matter what reason the Storm Empire had, Master Mas would take it out on them and bear a grudge.
At that time, even if he did not provide the Red Crystal Gargoyle anymore, Master Mas would be more ruthless. He might even sell such a huge killing weapon to the Pope. When that time came, the Storm Empire would be in deep trouble.
In order to vent his anger, he would definitely send all of Belek's family to the gallows.
Mas smiled and did not mind. "President Belek is just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Why are you so flustered and want to escape? They should be the ones running!
Today, you will be honored. You will have the opportunity to admire your master's masterpiece—the true power of the Red Crystal Gargoyle. You will know why the royal family and the upper-class aristocrats are so obsessed with this masterpiece!"
Belek looked genuinely surprised when he heard that. Then, he looked expectantly at Mas.
"Look carefully, the blooming of this scarlet blood moon!" Mas murmured faintly, his voice barely audible.
He snapped his fingers gently. Bang.
The 10 Red Crystal Gargoyles in his personal alchemy space appeared. They were 6 meters long, with red eyes, sharp claws, and crystal skin. Anyone who saw them would be terrified.
When Belek saw the ten Red Crystal Gargoyles, his face was filled with disbelief.
He was not the only one. Everyone present was shocked.
Belek seemed to have lost his mind as he muttered to himself, "Is this the Red Crystal Gargoyle that Master Mas personally crafted? If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't believe that there was such a marvelous creation in the world!
A high-grade four-star alchemical creature can actually be so realistic. It's really surprising. As expected of Master Mas!"
"Kill these blind bandits who even dared to rob me!" Mas muttered lightly.
It was as if Mas had ordered the slaughter of animals instead of humans.
Upon receiving the order, the ten red gargoyles moved. They spread their wings and flew into the sky at supersonic speed. Then, they swooped down from the sky and charged into the Orc bandits, starting a bloody massacre. Blood splashed continuously, forming an eerie yet charming scene.
The leader of the bandits looked at the Red Crystal Gargoyles that were constantly killing, his eyes shining.
"Don't panic, don't panic. Don't run away with me. You've seen the speed of this monster. It's just some alchemical creatures. As long as we kill them and Belek, their goods are ours. You can exchange them for money.
Brothers, take the money and have a good meal. At the same time, find a woman to have some fun. I'll pay all the fees!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a Red Crystal Gargoyle charged at him. He raised his Level 4 saber and prepared to fight back and slash the alchemical creature.
It was merely a beginner Level 4 saber. How could it block the sharp claws of the Red Crystal Gargoyle, which was equivalent to an advanced Level 5 professional?
The last scene in his mind before he died was a bloody claw flashing past his eyes.
Soon after, it was pitch black and he never woke up ever since.
The bandit leader was not the only one. The rest of the beginner Level 4 professionals were helpless against the Red Crystal Gargoyle and were easily killed.
It had been less than half a minute since the start of the battle. More than two-thirds of the 50 Orcs had been killed. The seven Class 4 professionals leading the group were all slaughtered. The other Class 3 professionals of the Vicious Wolf Gang did not even have time to react.
And when they truly reacted, they realized that things had already reached this point and there was no way to reverse it. The fate awaiting them was—massacre!
At this moment, the ten Red Crystal Gargoyles displayed terrifying strength comparable to an advanced Level 5 professional. The sounds of them flying past were like dark assassins in the dark night, reaping blood one after another.
The Red Crystal Gargoyle, which was a common Level 4 alchemical creature, was extremely powerful. It was a one-sided massacre when dealing with professionals below Level 4.. The bandits did not even have a chance to react before they lost their lives.
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Chapter 25: Arriving at the Alchemy Tower
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"When I first heard the words of the nobles and Anthony's grandfather, I didn't believe that the Red Crystal Gargoyle was that powerful. After all, I've seen 4-star alchemical creatures, Houndhead Men, and Warriors before. They're slightly stronger than ordinary beginner Level 4 professionals, but there's no chance of winning against the best 4-star ones!
However, the Red Crystal Gargoyle was as powerful as an advanced 5-star professional, just like what brother Dyson had said. As a magical and alchemical creature, as long as its energy core was not destroyed, it would have an endless supply of energy. If it was on the battlefield, it would be a killing machine!
If there were ten thousand, no! Why would there be a need for ten thousand? A thousand Red Crystal Gargoyles attacking a Totto Land that was slightly larger than normal was like a joke. If there were ten thousand Red Crystal Gargoyles, even if it was like the Storm Empire, it was just a piece of cake!
Master Mas is really terrifying. He can actually refine such a powerful alchemical creature, and it was only a Level 4 alchemical creature. Moreover, this should not be Master Mas's most outstanding work of alchemical creatures, but a random refinement by accident. If Master Mas could refine a Level 7 alchemical creature, then not to mention the Ten Great Empires, even the entire continent would be afraid of it!
I don't know if Master Mas has the ability to refine Level 7 Alchemical Creatures. Among the Ten Great Empires, only the Alchemy Empire has a Level 7 Alchemical Creature. But with that monster, the Alchemy Empire rose rapidly. Even the Alchemy Empire, which doesn't have a Level 7 professional, managed to squeeze into the ranks of the Ten Great Empires. Alchemy is truly a terrifying skill!"
Belek looked at the Red Crystal Gargoyle that had returned to listen to his orders and thought about many things. However, there was one thing that he had made up his mind. No matter what, he had to get closer to Master Mas. He was in a hurry to establish a good relationship with his beloved disciple, Dyson!
His ambitions, which had been ground down by life, were now inflated infinitely. It was as though he had become a younger version of himself. He knew very well in his heart that if he could cozy up to Master Mas, it would be effortless for his Sith Chamber of Commerce to replace the other two largest chambers of commerce in the Empire. In fact, it would be impossible for him to become the Emperor of the Storm Empire!
From the start of the battle to the end, the ten Red Crystal Gargoyles took less than three minutes to scare all the members of the Vicious Wolf Assocation away.
After the bandit army lost over thirty lives, they scattered and fled.
Mas was giving orders in his head not to chase them too far.
He whistled softly again. The Red Crystal Gargoyles that was still slaughtering earlier were now sitting obediently in front of Maslike a group of children listening to their parents' advice.
Belek looked at Mas and involuntarily swallowed his phlegm.
"Brother Dyson, now that we've been through life and death together, can you tell me how strong the Red Crystal Gargoyle is among Master Mas's alchemical creatures?"
Belek glanced shakily at the ten reapers behind Mas, his voice full of fear.
Mas smiled and sighed. "The Red Crystal Gargoyle is Master Mas's first alchemical creature!"
"What?!" Belek found it unbelievable.
"Brother Dyson, are you joking with me again?" Belek did not believe such a ridiculous thing.
Such a powerful alchemical creature was actually Master Mas's first alchemical creature.
Even though Belek had never really learned alchemy, he often came into contact with it and learned some tricks through hearsay. He knew that alchemical creatures were the most difficult ones in alchemy. Also, shouldn't the most common alchemy soldiers be the first to refine alchemical creatures?
To be able to create such an extraordinary Red Crystal Gargoyle right from the start, how terrifying was Master Mas's alchemy talent?
In his subconsciousness, Belek kept reminding himself that Dyson was lying to him, but he could not tell that Dyson was lying to him.
Then there was only one possibility. He was right.
Of course, Mas did not lie, and there was no need for him to lie either. In a sense, this Red Crystal Gargoyle was indeed the first alchemical creature that he had refined. Of course, it was also the only alchemical creature that he could refine right now.
"Let's go, President Belek!" Mas urged.
Just like that, the group continued their journey to the Gloom Forest's Alchemy Tower. However, Mas did not retrieve the Red Crystal Gargoyle. Instead, he made them fly at a low altitude to prevent any danger that might happen at any moment.
The group followed Mas and continued to the front line in the depths of the Gloom Forest.
Now, everyone looked at Mas with reverence. Instead of respect, it was more like fear of the eleven Red Crystal Gargoyles hovering in the sky. After all, the tragic scene of the "performance" was still fresh in everyone's minds.
Even Harry, who had the Ogre bloodline, had his loyalty increased by 15 points after this incident.
This sudden loyalty value caught Mas off guard.
Perhaps, could this be the 'Overlord Energy' possessed by those legendary emperor experts in his previous life?
Even if the Red Crystal Gargoyle was an external force, it would always listen to Mas. That way, it could see it as part of Mas' power.
The rest of the journey was smooth and unobstructed. They did not encounter any trouble along the way.
Of course, the main reason why they did not encounter any trouble was because the eleven Red Crystal Gargoyles flying at low altitudes had a deterrent effect.
Why would there be an extra Red Crystal Gargoyle? Naturally, it was because the Gargoyle that Mas had "given" to Timothy had flown back after successfully killing Timothy.
It was almost 7 pm when they finally arrived at their destination—the Alchemy Tower deep in the Gloom Forest.
When Belek saw that there were still ten Red Crystal Gargoyles flying in the sky above the tower, he was very surprised.
Belek was not surprised by the ten Red Crystal Gargoyles, but by the height of the Alchemy Tower.
In his past knowledge, the more outstanding an alchemist's ability was, the more magnificent and tall the Alchemy Tower should be. However, Master Mas' tower was only about a hundred meters tall.
After all, he had personally placed the best alchemist of the Storm Empire. The other party's Alchemy Tower was 300 meters high!
He believed that the hundred-meter Alchemy Tower in front of him did not match the status of an alchemist at least Level 7 and above. A Level 7 great alchemist should have a height of at least a thousand meters!
He was currently looking at the hundred-meter Alchemy Tower in front of him in astonishment. However, due to his status, he did not say much.
Belek retracted his gaze and sized up Mas. He said very sincerely, "Brother Dyson, it's been hard on you this time. If you didn't help on this escort trip, it's hard to say what would have happened."
When Mas heard that, he only smiled and did not continue. "Wait for me outside. Allow me to report to Master Mas first. As for Sha You and the rest, come with me."
Mas greeted Sha You and the other three before leading them into the mysterious Alchemy Tower.
As for the eleven Red Crystal Gargoyles that came with him, he left them outside the tower, waiting for orders.
When Mas walked to the gate and entered the passcode, Leah asked hesitantly, "Brother Dyson, will your master be as easy to get along with as you?"
With that, Leah stared nervously at Mas, as if trying to find the answer she wanted in his eyes.
The two sisters had never helped alchemists before, but they had also heard some rumors. Some powerful and mysterious alchemists had very strange tempers and were very difficult to get along with.
It was not just Leah. Even Sha You, Harry, and Walter were staring at Mas nervously.
Just as Leah was asking, Mas opened the door and led the four inside.
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Chapter 26: I Am Mas
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Upon hearing that, Mas walked up and closed the door of the Alchemy Tower. He looked at Sha You and the other three and asked with a faint smile, "What do you think of my character? Am I easy to get along with?"
"Hehe, of course you're a good person, Boss. After all, aside from my parents and brothers, no one is willing to treat me to a full meal." Harry was the first to smile.
"The boss gives me the feeling that he's a very kind person. After all, not many people would buy high-level alchemical pills for their subordinates. Moreover, the boss is very confident in whatever he does." Walter looked at Mas with admiration.
Sha You pursed her lips and said with a lost look, "Lord Dyson is my benefactor. He gives me the feeling that he's my brother. He's very considerate and warm."
Sha You's voice became softer and softer until her face turned red in embarrassment.
"It's my turn, it's my turn! I like brother Dyson the most. Apart from my sister, I like brother Dyson the most. Thank you so much for bringing my sister to meet Master Mas to treat my sister's illness. To tell you the truth, actually, my sister…!" Leah spoke without thinking, completely oblivious to Sha You, who was looking worse and worse.
"Enough, Leah, how rude!"
"No, sister is going to hit me! Hehehe." Leah hid behind Mas and made a cute face at the angry Sha You.
When Mas heard the heartfelt words from the four of them, he was in a good mood. After all, no one wanted to be belittled all the time. He smiled. "Does that mean I have a good image in your minds?"
Walter and the other three nodded in unison.
"In that case, you don't have to worry about not being able to get along with Master Mas, because…" Mas pretended to be mysterious and did not finish his sentence.
When Walter and the other three heard that, they looked very confused. Because? Because what…? They did not understand what Mas meant at all.
Mas scratched the back of his head and pressed his palms together. "My four friends, I'm really sorry. Actually… I'm the Master Mas you mentioned. I couldn't reveal my real name for various reasons on the way."
"Lord Dyson! You… you're Master Mas?" Sha You was so shocked that he could not speak properly.
Sha You was a Level 4 mage, and she had master-level magic rune engraving skills. Naturally, she had to deal with many alchemists on a daily basis. Due to her sister's unrestrained nature, she usually took on jobs and business deals by herself.
Without exception, most of the alchemists she had come into contact with were basically elderly. Apart from Master Mas in front of her, the oldest alchemist she had come into contact with was also fifty years old!
Fifty years old was already considered the prime age for humans.
Alchemy relied on time and experience.
The older an alchemist was, the less powerful they might be, but the younger one was not even qualified to be strong!
If most people were asked to make judgments, whether 100 old alchemists were good or a young alchemist was good, 99% of the people would vote for the old alchemist, and only one percent of the people with bad brains would vote for the young alchemist.
After all, the profession of an alchemist was to win with experience. Therefore, Mas, who looked so young, directly refreshed the values of Sha You and the other three.
It was precisely because of this that none of them had thought about this when Mas was pretending to be mysterious. Not to mention them, even the sly old fox, Belek, who had been in the business for many years could not think of this aspect. Mas was really too young!
After all, Mas's real age was around 18 years old.
Who would have thought that he could become a great alchemist at such a young age? No, let alone an alchemist, even an alchemist apprentice was only a dabbler!
As for alchemists, such considerations were basically thrown to the back of the mind and never thought about.
"That's right. Just like what you heard just now, I am the Master Mas you spoke of. Regarding this, I hope you can help me keep it a secret."
Mas himself knew that as time passed, this matter naturally could not be hidden from the four people who worked for him. If he kept pretending to be Dyson, the other four would not be able to see the rumored "Master Mas". They would naturally be suspicious.
It was better to make things clear while everyone was present.
"Boss, don't worry. I'll keep this secret." Walter looked at Mas respectfully.
His tone now was completely different from before, with a little more respect for his identity as an alchemist of Mas.
Sha You, Leah, Harry, and the others quickly expressed their stance, indicating that they would not reveal any information about Mas' identity.
"You guys stay here for the time being. I still have some things to take care of." Mas called out and walked towards the alchemy teleportation channel without looking back. He then teleported to the top floor.
Mas used the alchemy loudspeaker to change his voice and shouted, "President Belek, Dyson has shown me the gift you gave me. I'm very satisfied!"
Belek, who was waiting anxiously outside the Alchemy Tower, was afraid that Mas would not meet him.
When he heard this voice, it was as if he had been injected with a tranquilizer, calming his restless heart.
"As long as Mas likes such a treasure, it is my honor. Besides, who else is qualified to use such an alchemy material besides Master Mas?" Belek said respectfully.
"Alright, there's no need to say any more pleasantries. Come in!" Mas replied indifferently before opening the door to the first floor of the Alchemy Tower!
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Chapter 27: Acting
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After obtaining the approval of Mas to enter the Alchemy Tower, Belek was overjoyed.
He immediately urged the servants to move the three boxes of alchemy materials into the Alchemy Tower.
Looking at the busy servants in front and behind him, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes.
Before, on the way, he had been thinking about meeting this rumored great alchemist. Now, his wish had came true.
As long as he could get on Master Mas' good side, it was only a matter of time before his grand ambition was realized!
Belek walked into the Alchemy Tower with an uneasy and expectant feeling.
When he saw Sha You and the others on the first floor of the hall, but did not see Mas, he asked softly, "Where's Brother Dyson? Didn't he enter the Alchemy Tower with you guys?"
"Brother Dyson went to meet his master, Master Mas!
"Also, Brother Dyson told us that Master Mas likes silence. It's already a great gift for him to let you in, but Master Mas is unwilling to meet you right now. If there's anything, we can talk through the voice transmission device in the Alchemy Tower!"
Leah looked at him unhappily. She naturally did not have a good impression of Belek, the bad guy who had been exploiting her and her sister, but she had no choice but to obey the orders that Mas had given her.
Belek nodded at that and did not say anything. He understood perfectly well that the powerful alchemists had strange tempers. Master Mas did not want to meet with him, and he did not take it to heart. It was enough as long as they could talk.
"Originally, I didn't want to meet with merchants like you, but since you've given me such a big gift, if I don't receive you, it would seem that I'm a bit rude. I wonder why President Belek is looking for me?" Mas said slowly in an aged voice.
"Master Mas, I'm here to cooperate with you for a long time. I hope to obtain the exclusive rights to your alchemy item!" Belek did not beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose. There was only one precious opportunity to talk to him, and he could not waste it.
On the top of the Alchemy Tower, when Mas heard the purpose of Belek's visit, he could not help but sneer.
"This Belek's appetite and ambition are really not small. Although I had some guesses about his thoughts, I didn't expect him to be so bold as to directly say it out loud. Isn't he afraid that I would detest him?
However, this is also good. It's too troublesome to feign civility. Furthermore, when I interact with Belek, I can feel his boldness. Working with him will save me a lot of trouble!" Mas stroked his chin with his left hand and muttered in his heart.
"President Belek, although your request is a little excessive, it's not like I can't satisfy you. In return, I have a request, and that is that you must provide me with a large number of alchemy materials!
I want both high-grade and low-grade alchemy materials!
In return, I will give you full authority to sell my alchemy products! "
"Master Mas, are you serious?! I'll give you as much alchemy materials as you want!"
The reason why he wanted beginner alchemy materials was to raise the level of his Creator's Alchemy Platform. Mas was very curious about the practical benefits that this Creator's Alchemy Platform would bring him after it leveled up.
There were many alchemy experiments to level up. Using beginner alchemy materials to refine alchemy items was the fastest way to increase alchemy experience, and also the cheapest way to increase it.
Upon hearing this, Belek, who was on the first floor of the Alchemy Tower, was first stunned, then his face revealed a pleasantly surprised expression.
He felt as if gold coins had fallen from the sky.
His original hope was to obtain the exclusive right to sell some of Master Mas' alchemy items. The reason why he asked for the right to sell all of Mas' alchemy items was to negotiate later.
He never expected that Mas would actually give him the right to sell all the alchemy items. This feeling was like picking up gold on the streets. It was a blissful feeling!
"President Belek, I already know of the agreement between Dyson and you. I'll get Dyson to send you the 29 Emerald Green Robes. In return, I'll give you a Red Crystal Gargoyle!
In the future, when I have new alchemy products, I'll let Dyson or someone else inform you!" Mas said calmly.
With that, he walked to the alchemy passageway and returned to the hall on the first floor.
As soon as he stepped out of the portal, he saw the dancing Belek.
"President Belek, are you satisfied with this harvest? You should know that I spent a lot of effort convincing my teacher to give you the right to sell all the alchemy items!" Mas looked at Belek and said with a smile, his expression asking for a beating.
"Sigh, I understand, I understand. Brother Dyson, you're treating me like an outsider by saying this. This time, we've gained a lot. There are a million gold coins in this gold coin card. It can even be used in the banks of the Storm Empire!"
Belek took out a gold card with the symbol of the royal family of the Storm Empire and handed it to Mas with a smile.
Seeing this, Mas did not stand on ceremony and directly put the gold coin card into his alchemy space.
Walter and the other three, who knew the inside story, could not help but laugh when they saw Mas acting alone and taking advantage of Belek.
Especially Walter, who had been bullied by Belek all year round, he felt that he had vented his anger.
[Walter's loyalty has increased by 10 points]
A system prompt sounded in his mind.
With the sound of the system, he looked at Walter in surprise. Did it increase by 10 points again?
This inexplicable increase in loyalty surprised him.
"President Belek, these are the 29 Emerald Green Robes we traded previously. Oh right, there's also this Red Crystal Gargoyle that my teacher gave you, as well as its control core. With this, you can control the Red Crystal Gargoyle as you wish."
Giving Belek a Red Crystal Gargoyle was also something that Mas had considered in various ways.
Firstly, if his partner, Belek, was in danger, he could escape by flying through the Red Crystal Gargoyle in a hurry. If Belek accidentally died outside, he would have to spend more time looking for another partner. It would be very troublesome.
Second: If Belek wants to betray him, he had a backup plan. He could directly control the Red Crystal Gargoyle and kill him without anyone knowing.
Just like dealing with Timothy, there was no way to guard against him.
"Brother Dyson, thank you. This favor is nothing more than a repaid favor. I, Belek, will forever remember it in my heart. In the future, if you encounter any trouble in the Storm Empire, just go to the Sith Chamber of Commerce and find me. As long as I can help, I definitely won't say no!
I still have something on, so I'll return to the capital first. We'll meet again if fate wills it! "
With that said, Belek instructed his subordinates to leave the Alchemy Tower with the 29 Emerald Green Robes.
After Belek left, Mas began to count the rare items that Belek had brought with him.
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Chapter 28: Naga
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Mas opened the three boxes one after another. When he saw the alchemy materials in the boxes, his eyes could not help but light up, and even his breathing became heavier.
"These, these… and these are all treasures! I didn't expect that this guy, Belek, would actually put in so much effort! He really knows how to conduct himself."
Mas kept muttering words as he took inventory.
The first box of alchemy materials contained mostly magical crystals and all-purpose steel frame, and their levels were not low. The lowest level was at least a high-grade Level 4. The magic crystals were the same. There were all kinds of four-star and five-star magic crystals, and there was even a six-star fire magic crystal among them!
In addition, there were also the materials needed for the magic rune engraving. This was something that Mas had asked Belek to prepare before leaving the Chamber of Commerce.
The second box contained the corpses of three magical beasts. Two of the corpses belonged to the demi-human race. The upper half of the body was covered in fish scales while the lower half was like a snake's tail. Without a doubt, these were the corpses of two elves' Naga.
The Naga's corpse would not have a level that was too low. It was at least an beginner Level 5. This thing was much more valuable than the vampire's corpse. Just this ordinary Naga's corpse alone would cost at least 400,000 gold coins.
The other Naga corpse was larger and had the characteristics of an adult Naga. Its thick skin and well-developed body would cost at least 800,000 gold coins.
The last corpse was the corpse of a young Asian Dragon. It could be seen that this young red dragon had died due to some reason and had yet to fully develop. Even so, its body was already four meters long.
In the last box, there was only a rock that almost filled the entire box.
This huge stone was fiery red in color, like agate crystal, translucent.
This ordinary-looking red crystal had quite a big origin. Only the unique product of the red dragon race could a red dragon obtain a stone.
This stone was called the Red Dragon Stone. It was a stone that had been condensed from the residue of the Red Dragon's stomach acid that had not been digested over the years. It contained extremely powerful magic energy. Such a high-grade Level 7 Red Dragon Stone could not be bought without three million gold coins, and it was the kind that was priceless!
"That fatty, Belek, is really willing to pay the price. Looks like he has quite a big ambition!" Mas sighed.
These three boxes of alchemy materials were worth at least five million gold coins.
And the 29 Emerald Green Robes that Mas had negotiated with Belek would cost at most three million gold coins.
It could be said that this fatty, Belek, had returned all the profits obtained from Emerald Green Robes to himself, and had even given him a high-grade Level 8 alchemy material. For a selfless volunteer like Belek, Mas liked him very much.
After all, these alchemy materials could not be bought with gold coins. Not only did they need money, but they also had good connections. Otherwise, who would be willing to sell so many precious alchemy materials to you? This was the benefit of being a good person.
Mas waved his hand and stored all the alchemy materials into the alchemy space he carried with him.
"The third and fourth floors are all residential floors. There are many rooms that you can choose from and decorate however you want. That's the alchemy transmission channel over there. You can use it as you wish. As for Sha You's illness, I'll take care of it soon. If there's nothing else, try not to disturb me!"
Mas greeted Sha You and the other three before returning to the top of the tower via the alchemy transmission channel.
Now that he had so many alchemical materials, Mas was naturally itching to try the countless ideas in his mind.
After reaching the top of the Alchemy Tower, aside from the high-grade Level 8 Behemoth skull, Mas took out all the alchemy materials above Level 5 and carefully placed them on the wooden table.
The Venomous Sting of the Scorpion, the Blood of the Azure Dragon, the Hundred-year-old Ice Crystals of the Tower Race, the Scales of the Terror Lizard, the Saliva of the Ancient Hydra, the Elven Unicorn's Young Horn, the two Corpses of the Sea Demon Naga, a high-grade Level 5 Water-type Magic Crystal, an All-Purpose Steel Frame, a high-grade Level 7 Red Dragon Stone, and the last intermediate Level 6 Fire-type Magic Crystal.
Right now, it was only a Level 1 Creator's Alchemy Platform. At most, it could only use five alchemy materials that were no more than Level 20.
This rule made Mas, who was now so rich, feel uncomfortable. There were too many high-grade alchemy materials. Mas wanted more high-grade alchemy materials, but the system did not allow it!
As such, the only viable option at the moment was to refine that intermediate Level 5 Water-type Magic Crystal, the Level 6 Naga's Corpse, and the Level 4 All-purpose Steel Frame.
If other alchemy materials were added, they could increase the strength of alchemy materials.
Mas considered. He had a plan.
Mas took out the Level 5 Water-type Magic Crystal, the Level 4 All-purpose Steel Frame, the Level 6 Naga's Corpse, and finally the six-star Scales of the Terror Lizard. The four materials added up to exactly Level 20.
There was a reason for why he chose the Scales of the Terror Lizard. As a heavyweight warrior, the Naga was very compatible with the Scales of the Terror Lizard. While it brought about high defense, it also brought about the characteristics of petrifying skin. It could defend against physical attacks with skills and could also defend against most magical attacks. It could be said to be a great killing weapon in close combat.
'All of these high-grade alchemy materials better not disappoint me.'
The Creator's Alchemy Platform was activated!
The Naga's Corpse was wrapped in an invisible force and floated in the sky.
The All-purpose Steel Frame integrated into the Naga's Corpse and acted as hard bones.
The scales of the Terror Lizard turned into powder and entered Naga's body.
In the end, the Water-type Magic Crystal fused into Naga's forehead.
At this moment, Naga's skin began to glow with a gray light.
Its muscles started to bulge again, making loud popping sounds.
There was a chance!
[Congratulations to host for successfully refining a high-grade Level 5 alchemical creature—Royal Naga]
[Successfully refined a Level 5 high-grade alchemical creature. 50 EXP obtained.]
[Royal Naga]
[Level: Level 5, High-Grade]
[Ability: Water creature, Stealth Move, Petrification of Skin, Water Cannon, Stomp, Intermediate Power Source, Siren Noise]
Looking at the noble attributes of the royal Naga, Mas smiled.
With the Royal Naga, he could even fight against a Level 6 professional!
Looking at the Royal Naga who was more than two meters tall, Mas was very satisfied.
However, this was the only Royal Naga he could create. After all, he did not have the Scales of the Terror Lizard, but he could use other alchemy materials to replace it.
For example, the Blood of the Azure Dragon and the Sting of the Scorpion lion…
Mas changed the alchemy material from the Scales of the Terror Lizard to the Saliva of the Hydra. This time, the creature he chose was still the Naga.
However, there was only a tiny bit of exposure to the ability. There was no petrification of skin, but poisonous skin!
Furthermore, Hydra was an Asian dragon descendant, and this Naga had the pressure of a superior creature.
As for this corpse of a young Asian Dragon, Mas did not intend to use it yet.. The body of a dragon was something that could become a Level 7 alchemical creature. He could not bear to experiment with it!
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Chapter 29: Two Girls' Loyalty, The Trun Kingdom
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Now that there were two Level 6 Royal Nagas, Mas' own safety increased by a few levels.
When Mas finished refining the two Thunder Nagas, he discovered an awkward problem. He did not seem to have enough alchemy materials to refine other alchemical creatures.
Although he still had a lot of alchemy materials left, Mas only planned to focus on alchemical creatures and armor.
However, there were basically no high-grade ores or metals in the three boxes of materials that Belek had sent over, so the choice of armor could be temporarily eliminated.
As for the alchemical creature, he did not have a high-grade corpse. The only remaining Level 6 alternative dragon was not enough to use this corpse yet.
"This isn't a solution either. The next time I see that guy, Belek, I'll have to get him to prepare more precious metals and ores that are comparable in quality," Mas thought to himself.
Next, it was time to solve the problem of the elf sisters. Mas took out the formula for the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir from his alchemy space and carefully looked at the required ingredients.
In the end, Mas discovered that the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir was indeed a shame of Level 5. Other than the core alchemical materials used to refine high-grade Level 5 fire-attribute magic crystals, the other alchemical materials were all ordinary Level 4 alchemical materials. He just happened to be able to gather a set of refining materials.
Without further ado, Mas immediately took out the alchemy materials he needed from his personal space and placed them on the Creator's alchemy table.
The refinement process was very smooth without any suspense. With a flash of light, a thumb-sized, round, fiery-red elixir appeared in the center of Mas' palm. This was the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir that could treat Sha You's Lou Gehrig's disease.
Although the materials required for alchemy were of average rarity, the quality was worthy of its status as a Level Five alchemy pill.
"Sha You, Leah, I need to talk to you. You can come to the top floor to look for me now." Mas shouted to the two sisters through the alchemy voice transmission device.
Soon, the two sisters reached the top floor through the alchemy transmission channel.
When the two sisters saw the Royal Naga standing respectfully to the side, they were both stunned!
They had also seen the two Naga corpses Belek had given them on the first floor. As elves, they naturally knew the identity of the Naga, but why were the two corpses turned into alchemical creatures?
As two advanced Level 4 mages, they could clearly feel the magical waves emanating from the two Nagas. This frequency was at least a high-grade Level 5 or Level 6!
For a moment, the two sisters were shocked by Mas' alchemy talent!
The two girls looked at Mas with more awe.
"You're here. I have something for you."
After saying that, Mas handed the pill to Sha You.
Sha You subconsciously caught it and looked at the item in her hand. When she saw it clearly, Sha You's entire body trembled with excitement. Two streams of tears flowed down her charming eyes. How could she not recognize the Flaming Soul Restoring Elixir that she had been thinking about day and night!
"Sir Mas, thank you…"
Before she could finish, Mas waved her off.
"There's no need to thank me. I've already agreed to refine this medicinal pill for your treatment. As for repayment, work hard for me!"
"Thank you, Lord Mas. I will never forget your kindness!" Sha You bowed respectfully to Mas.
Leah also jumped up excitedly and hugged and kissed Mas. She looked at him gratefully. "Thank you, brother Mas. This disease that has plagued us for so many years has finally been cured!"
At this moment, the system notification sounded.
[Congratulations, Guest. Sha You's loyalty has reached 100. She will never betray you.]
[Congratulations, host. Leah's loyalty has reached 100, and she will never betray you again.]
A faint smile appeared on Mas' face. As the manager of a department in his previous life, he naturally knew how to control people. He had achieved his goal, and now Leah and Sha You were his ultimate trusted subordinates.
With a wave of his right hand, Mas placed the materials needed to engrave magic runes on the table.
"I'm sorry, Sha You, Leah, but you two will be busy for a while. There are a total of ten rune turrets around the Alchemy Tower, and you'll need to carve a lot of magical runes to fill the gap," instructed Mas.
"Don't worry, Sir (Brother) Mas. The two of us will definitely try our best to engrave magic runes. We definitely won't disappoint you!" Seeing the two sisters guarantee in unison, Mas nodded and did not say anything else.
Then, he put the two royal Nagas into the Alchemy Space and passed the transmission channel to the hall on the first floor. He then used a voice transmission device to call Walter and Reason down and left the Alchemy Tower with them again.
Mas planned to make a trip to the Trun Kingdom near the Gloom Forest to purchase something.
The Trun Kingdom, which was a vassal of the Storm Empire, was located not far west of the Gloom Forest.
In his memory, Swoks used to buy alchemy materials and food in the Trun Kingdom.
On this trip, Mas only brought three Red Crystal Gargoyles to ride on, while the remaining Red Crystal Gargoyles stayed behind to guard the Alchemy Tower. After all, he still had two trump cards, the Royal Nagas, left in the Alchemy Space. Mas was not worried about the invasion of the thieves.
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Trun Kingdom, a country famous for its long-handled weapons and martial prowess.
The top-ranked experts in this kingdom were all experts who used long-handled weapons. The more famous one was the kingdom's Grand General, Noel. His spearmanship had reached the acme of perfection, and he was an advanced Level 5 expert. It was only a matter of time before he broke through to Level 6.
The Trun Kingdom was extremely unfriendly to mages and did not have any famous mages. However, the Trun Kingdom had an elite special forces team that was famous even in the Rotterdam Continent—the Spear Throw Legion. The weapons they threw were not ordinary spears but alloy spears made from rare minerals. Furthermore, they were beginner Level 4 spears enchanted by magic rune engravers.
The long-range attack power of this unit was much stronger than that of the average Level 4 Mage unit.
When Mas and the other two saw the walls of the Trun Kingdom, they jumped off the Red Crystal Gargoyle and walked towards the Trun Kingdom.
If he were to fly in the airspace of other kingdoms, he would probably be tired of living. He did not want to use his body to test the power of the spears.
In the two months of learning from Swoks, Mas had come to the Trun Kingdom alone several times.
As an apprentice alchemist, it was only natural for him to help Swoks with buying materials and food.
Mas arrived at the Trun Kingdom's food supply station with ease. He bought a large number of staple food, rice and noodles, followed by vegetables and meat.
Just purchasing these ingredients alone cost Mas nearly 30,000 gold coins, but these were all indispensable.
Especially with Harry, the big eater, around, he had to be prepared.
After buying these things, Mas found a shop selling ores and metals by asking passers-by. He planned to buy some ores and precious metals to refine armor.
Without these ores and metals, it would be impossible to make use of Harry and Walter's skills. Then, he would have wasted so much money hiring them.
The lowest grade inferior ores were not considered expensive in the Trun Kingdom. Compared to the outside world, it was at least 20% cheaper. One kilogram only cost one gold coin. Red Crystals and other ores of the same grade were considered high-end alchemical materials. Mines like these normally would not be sold. Although they were also ores, they were too valuable and had to be purchased by special merchant associations.
Currently, Mas had quite a lot of gold coins on him. In addition to the one million gold coins gold coins card that Belek had given him previously, the gold coins of the Storm Empire could be exchanged in the territory of the Storm Empire.
Mas bought four inferior ores, each weighing ten thousand kilograms, as well as specialized tools for refining and purifying ores.
With these ores, he believed that Walter and Harry could provide him with many high-level ores and essences.
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Chapter 30: The Trun Kingdom's Bounty, The Power of the Royal Naga
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The purpose of Mas' trip this time had been completed. However, in order to avoid shocking the world, he did not put these items into the alchemy space. Instead, he got the merchants to send the goods to the alchemy tower.
Without knowing about the existence of the alchemy space, most people would become greedy for the space ring on their hands just like Belek. It was inevitable that they would cause some trouble.
After all, he had bought so many things and the place he had sent them to was not too far away. The shop naturally did not reject him.
Just as Mas was about to leave the Trun Kingdom with Harry and Walter, he saw a group of professionals gathered under the noticeboard at the city gate, discussing something.
Curious, Mas hurried forward.
It turned out to be a wanted poster for a Class 5 Middle-Class Magical Beast, Slardar the big Murloc.
Reason for being Wanted: This cruel and vicious demonic creature attacked a member of the Trun Kingdom's royal family.
The final reward for the bounty was actually a beginner Level 7 alchemy material—Red Lotus Flower!
Red Lotus Flower, as the name suggested, was a flower that grew in the center of a volcano. It grew by absorbing lava as nutrients. Normally, a Red Lotus Flower would grow for 50 years!
Seeing the reward, Mas' eyes lit up.
He had found the last two materials for his Asian Dragon!
"The Trun Kingdom is really willing to pay the price. This Red Lotus Flower would cost at least a few million gold coins. The Trun Kingdom is really willing to pay the price!" Mas thought to himself.
Although this reward was tempting, not everyone could take it. If they were not careful, they might lose their lives.
This was an intermediate Level 5 big Murloc, not easy to deal with.
As an aquatic creature, the big Murloc lived underwater all year round. He was very powerful. If the other party did not want to go ashore, not to mention being attacked by several professionals of the same level, even if he had advanced by a level, an intermediate Level 6 professional would not be able to gain any benefits.
However, Mas was quite confident about this. His confidence naturally came from his two trump cards—the beginner Level 6 Royal Nagas!
However, there was something on the bounty that Mas was more concerned about. It clearly stated that he had to bring back the complete corpse of the Murloc.
This was rather intriguing.
Generally speaking, a bounty only required them to bring back the head of the bounty target. This bounty required the entire corpse and there was another interesting thing. Just to kill a Level 5 Murloc, they actually paid a Level 7 alchemy material as revenge. This reward and the price one paid were completely a mismatch!
Did the Murloc attack the king?!
Forget it, it had nothing to do with him. What Mas was more concerned about was the condition of bringing back the complete corpse. Could it be that there was something very important in the big Murloc's body?
For example, when the big Murloc attacked the members of the royal family, it swallowed some kind of royal symbol?
That was why he offered such an expensive price to attract professionals to quickly hunt down this big Murloc.
Mas stopped thinking about it. Everything would naturally be resolved when he got the big Murloc's corpse.
He had already accepted the bounty. Mas was determined to obtain the Red Lotus Flower!
"Walter, Harry, let's go. We've got something to do!" Mas called out, then led the two of them to the destination of the bounty.
According to the information on the wanted poster, that intermediate Level 5 big Murloc was hidden in Salt Lake.
The Salt Lake was twenty kilometers east of the Trun Kingdom. Salt Lake was famous for producing crystal salt.
The taste of this salt was extremely delicious and fresh, and it was usually only produced at the bottom of Salt Lake. There were many aquatic magical beasts in Salt Lake. There were often farmers who would take the risk to dive into the lake to collect salt in order to supplement their family's income and they would be killed by the magical beasts that came after them.
When Mas led the two to Salt Lake, it was already an hour later.
A large number of professionals and mercenaries had gathered near Salt Lake. They formed a circle around Salt Lake and guarded against each other.
After all, there was only one piece of such a precious cake and everyone wanted to have a bite of it. The fewer people there were, the better.
"Boss, there are many professionals around, and there are many famous mercenaries. What should we do?" Walter looked at the mercenaries around and asked in a low voice.
"There's no hurry. Let's just wait and see. There will always be people who can't help but stand out." Mas glanced at the lake and said lightly.
Why did he have to do this? Mas had his own reasons. There was no other reason. The bounty this time was too treacherous. It was an exorbitant reward and a baffling bounty target.
Just to be safe, Mas decided to wait a little longer.
Moreover, the big Murloc was hiding at the bottom of the lake. These professionals and mercenaries could not do anything to it. Unless Mas sent out his two royal Nagas to chase the Murloc out of the lake, or even a few advanced Level 5 professionals came, they would not be able to gain any benefits.
However, as the trump card of the royal Naga Race, it had the effect of winning by surprise.
Under normal circumstances, they would not use it if they could. Mas led the two of them to an empty spot not far away and sat down.
The three of them waited quietly for another two hours.
In the past two hours, other than the increasing number of mercenaries who heard the news and came over, no one dared to approach Salt Lake without permission.
It was as if everyone wanted to be the oriole, waiting to pick up the scraps.
However, it was not so easy to take advantage of this. One had to know that many things in the world were life-threatening.
Within these two hours, Mas had a rough look at the mercenaries gathered nearby. Most of them were Level 2 or Level 3 professionals. There were no more than twenty Level 4 professionals. He had yet to see any Level 5 professionals.
Just these useless individuals, as long as this big Murloc did not leave the bottom of the lake, these people might not even be able to take the Murloc down with their lives.
Moreover, they were also scheming against each other, guarding against each other, wanting to take down that intermediate Level 5 big Murloc was definitely out of the question.
"Everyone here, listen up! Hurry up and take your things and leave! This place has been reserved by our Red Leopard Mercenary Group!" A loud voice exploded like thunder, echoing in the ears of everyone by the lake.
Mas looked toward the source of the voice. Not far away, hundreds of mercenaries in alchemy armor rushed toward him with giant axes in their hands.
These mercenaries had a leopard head painted on their armor.
"Red Leopard Mercenary Group?" Mas rubbed his chin with his right hand. As he muttered to himself, a look of disdain flashed across his eyes.
Without a doubt, the Red Leopard Mercenary Group could be considered a relatively famous mercenary group in the Storm Empire because the head of the mercenary group was an intermediate Level 5 axe warrior.
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Chapter 31: Impressive
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In the past, Mas would have been afraid. But now, in his eyes, this was all.
The name of the Red Leopard Mercenary Group could scare others, but it could not scare him.
Moreover, judging from what the leader said, Mas did not think that the Red Leopard Mercenary Group had the ability to clear this place. One had to know that there were more than 20 Level 4 professionals here.
Moreover, there were more than 200 professionals in total. The Red Leopard Mercenary Group only had about 50 people. If they really fought, the Red Leopard Mercenary Group would be like throwing an egg at a rock.
After all, the alchemy material this time was a beginner Level 7 Red Lotus Flower. It was an extremely rare existence even among seven-star materials. No one would give it up in front of such a huge profit.
With this thought in mind, Mas had a plan in mind and continued observing the situation.
The others were not fools. After figuring out the reason behind it, they were completely unafraid of the Red Leopard Mercenary Group.
Seeing that no one was leaving, the burly man's face gradually darkened.
"Captain Kusa, these guys are really insensible. Why don't we find some weaklings to establish our might?"
"That's right, that's right, Captain. The Guild Leader said before he came that he must get this Red Lotus Flower. He wants to use this flower as a reward to find Master Merlin to refine a Level 6 armor. If we can't bring back this Red Lotus Flower, I'm afraid the Guild Leader will not let us off easily."
Kusa, the leader, glanced at him coldly and snorted. "You don't have to say anything. I know."
His gaze kept sweeping across the mercenaries present, as if he wanted to find something that stood out from the crowd and take it out to show his might.
Coincidentally, his gaze landed on the Mas trio.
Although Dwarf Walter and Ogre Harry were both Level 3 professionals, Mas behind them was only an "ordinary person".
This strange and weak combination naturally became the best target for establishing power.
Of course, the more important reason was that when the other mercenaries saw Kusa and the others coming in an unfriendly manner, they gathered together intentionally or unintentionally, obviously preparing to defend against them.
If Kusa and the others acted rashly, they would definitely be attacked by more than 200 civilian professionals present.
On the other hand, Mas' group of three was different. They stayed away from the main group. As long as Kusa was still a normal person and had the right mind, he would naturally find trouble with Mas.
Looking at Kusa and the others who were gradually approaching, Walter and Hary felt that something was wrong and hurriedly stood up to block Mas.
Although the two of them did not bring any weapons, they relied on the toughness of their race to be fearless.
With a look of disdain on his face, Kusa swaggered over to Mas and the others and stopped a few meters away.
"I don't care which one of you is the leader. I'll count to three. If you don't get lost, don't blame my axe for being impolite!" Kusa's domineering voice echoed in their ears.
"One."
"Two."
"F*ck!
If you still value your dog life, get lost now! "Mas stared at the lake and replied Kusa disdainfully.
Mas could not be bothered to waste his breath on such bullies. If he did not want to reveal his hidden strength, he would have killed such a crazy dog.
As the captain of the Red Leopard Mercenary Group, Kusa had never been humiliated like this by an "ordinary person".
But then again, because of Mas' fearless demeanor, Kusa was having trouble.
"This guy is so nonchalant and doesn't even put the Red Leopard Mercenary Group in his eyes. Looks like the background behind him isn't small. Could it be that this guy is from the royal family of the Trun Kingdom? That's impossible. If he's from the royal family, why would he bring two demi-humans as guards?
Since he can't be the royal family of the Trun Kingdom, I have no reason to be afraid of him. Even if he is a noble of the kingdom, even if I kill him, the captain will cover for me!" Kusa thought to himself.
"Since you're so arrogant, don't blame me for being impolite. I'll fulfill your wish, you piece of trash!" A cruel smile appeared on Kusa's hideous face and he swung his ax at Mas' head.
But before he could get close, a red figure flashed in front of him and appeared out of thin air.
When he saw the gigantic red figure appear in front of him, his first reaction was not to attack or defend. Instead, he threw down his ax and fled.
After being a mercenary for so many years, although Kusa did not know what the creature in front of him was, the instinctive sense of danger in his body urged him to flee quickly.
But he had no idea what kind of monster he was facing. All he heard was a pop.
Kusa's head exploded like a watermelon.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Kusa's head was smashed into pieces. Due to inertia, he lost control of his brain and ran a few steps forward before he slowly fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.
When the Red Leopard Mercenary Group saw their strongest Captain Kusa being killed by this red monster in front of them, they all sucked in a cold breath and continuously retreated.
If Kusa was dead, so be it. As mercenaries who usually danced on the edge of a knife, they were already used to the death of humans. As long as they were fine, they did not care at all nor would they think about revenge.
However, as the captain of this team, Kusa, who was the strongest, was easily killed. No one else dared to have any other thoughts.
At that moment, not only the Red Leopard Mercenary Group, but even the 200 mercenaries gathered by the Salt Lake were looking at the red creature beside Mas with fear.
This unknown red creature was naturally the Red Crystal Gargoyle.
Mas sneered. He did not intend to expose the Red Crystal Gargoyle, but he did not expect the burly man to be so ruthless.
He was planning to reap the benefits of the fight, but he was regarded as a thorn in everyone's sight because of Kusa.
Although he had exposed his strength, Mas felt that there were pros and cons.
At least, no fool dared to offend him now.
Now, he only needed to wait and see who would be the first to be unable to sit still and lure the Murloc out from the Salt Lake.
Having a calm heart was Mas' strength.
The three forces waited quietly.
In less than half an hour, there was a sudden change on the surface of Salt Lake.
A huge whirlpool formed near the embankment and spun rapidly across the lake. Seeing this whirlpool, Mas' eyes changed.
The other mercenaries also became nervous.
Because they knew that the Level 5 monster was coming out!
The atmosphere became extremely heavy as if it would erupt at any moment.
As the whirlpool spun faster and faster, a pair of fish eyes protruded out, and the head of a Murloc with dark green scales slowly emerged from the water surface. Many mercenaries were overjoyed.
Slardar the big Murloc had appeared!
However, none of them expected that this was only the beginning.
The second, third, and third…
A total of nine big Murlocs poked their heads out of the whirlpool. Their slightly comical eyes were filled with killing intent.
The danger was still there!
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Chapter 32: Murloc's Fury
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"How can there be nine big Murloc that are intermediate Level 5 and above?" Mas' brows were tightly furrowed. The matter had become somewhat serious.
Although he already felt that the bounty in the Trun Kingdom this time was not so straightforward before coming to Salt Lake, he originally thought that there was a problem with the Murloc itself, but who would have thought that there were actually nine intermediate Level 5 Murlocs!
Seeing the nine big Murlocs charging towards the shore aggressively, Mas did not even think and immediately jumped onto the Red Crystal Gargoyle, preparing to flee. What a joke, even an advanced Level 6 professional might not be able to deal with them!
"Walter, Harry, come up quickly!" Mas urged the two stunned people on the ground.
The two of them regained their senses after being shouted at by Mas. They hurriedly jumped up and grabbed one of the feet of the Red Crystal Gargoyle, following it into the sky.
"Boss, something is wrong!"
"Generally speaking, the contents of the bounty will not be wrong. The bounty only mentioned one Murloc, yet now nine Murlocs have appeared in succession. I'm afraid there's something fishy about this matter!" Walter said in a low voice as he looked at the Murloc who kept swimming ashore.
"You're right, Walter. That's what I thought, too. Either there's something wrong with Trun Kingdom's intelligence, or it's a deliberate lie to hide some truth. I think there's a high chance it's the latter!" Mas nodded.
At the side of the Salt Lake, as the nine big Murlocs landed one after another, the mercenaries who were gathered together with the Red Leopard Mercenary Group felt a huge crisis.
Even though the big Murlocs were demi-humans, their intelligence was much higher than normal fishes. They had the intelligence of demi-humans and the body of the elves, causing their level of danger to increase exponentially.
Their method of attack was not complicated. On the contrary, it was very simple. They used their powerful claws and teeth that were sharp enough to shatter iron to engage in close combat.
As demi-humans, the big Murlocs did not have feet. Their lower bodies were fins but when they moved on land, their speed was not slow at all.
Its strength was not weaker than Naga, who was also a high-level creature of the Elf Tribe.
On the shore of Salt Lake, a bloody massacre against humans began.
200 mercenaries were unable to fight back against the nine advanced Level 5 big Murlocs and were utterly defeated.
This was because none of the mercenaries had the strength of a Level 5. They were simply unable to directly confront the Level 5 demonic creature.
Initially, these mercenaries were the same as Mas and the others. After seeing the bounty notice, they thought that there was only one level 5 big Murloc, but now there were nine big Murlocs opposite them. In front of absolute strength, they could not even have the heart to resist.
Mas did not make a move either. Instead, he hid hundreds of meters in the sky and watched.
He was still waiting. Everything was too abnormal. In a small Salt Lake, there were nine intermediate Level 5 and above monsters gathered.
Moreover, they seemed to have been specially drawn here to die.
"Boss, as an elf, I'm very responsible to tell you that there might be a Leader of the Big Murlocs in this Salt Lake!" Walter said in fear.
"Leader of the Big Murlocs?" Mas was slightly puzzled.
"Boss, although big Murlocs are also a branch of the elven race, they are violent by nature and are disliked by other races in the elven race, so they often pile up together. However, under normal circumstances, there would definitely not be more than five big Murlocs, and it's even more common to see one big Murloc!
But for such a situation to occur, there is only one explanation. That is, there is a Leader of the Big Murlocs whose strength is above Level 6 and above. These Murlocs are similar to its people. They gathered together and formed a demi-human tribe! "
"You know so many secrets?" Mas looked at Walter in surprise.
"That's what my father told me when I was a kid." Walter scratched his head sheepishly at that.
"If there really is a Leader of the Big Murlocs above Level 6 hidden in that calm lake, I'm afraid that the bounty offered by the Trun Kingdom is really up to no good. Indeed, there's no such thing as having something fall into your lap!" Mas thought to himself.
If the Leader of the Big Murlocs really appeared, then the aim of the Trun Kingdom's bounty was very clear. They deliberately distorted the truth, not to capture ordinary Level 5 big Murloc, but the Leader of the Big Murlocs who was at a level above Level 6.
The Leader of the Big Murlocs was a magical beast above an intermediate Level 6, and he was extremely powerful. His scales were invulnerable to swords and spears, and he could withstand most water magic. Especially now that he was hiding in the lake, even if a Level 7 Mythical expert came, it would probably be useless.
Mas stood on the Red Crystal Gargoyle and watched the massacre below expressionlessly.
More and more mercenaries died. Even the clear blue lake water turned red.
In this battle, although the nine Big Murlocs were also injured, this kind of injury was not fatal to them. Instead, it stimulated their beast nature and they charged towards the mercenaries without any regard for their lives.
At this moment, Mas saw a legion wearing silver-white alchemy armor not far away. They were holding a giant shield in their left hand and carrying several spears on their backs.
"This is the Spear Legion of the Trun Kingdom!" Harry said in shock.
"As expected, the bounty of the Trun Kingdom is a cake trap!" Mas looked at the army that was rushing over from afar and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The Spear Legion of the Trun Kingdom was the Trun Kingdom's most elite ace troop. It was a powerful troop that was both near and far.
There were a total of four squads in the Spear Legion. One squad had 250 people, and four squads had 1,000 people.
With the absolute advantage in numbers, the Spear Legion was more than enough to deal with these Level 5 Murlocs.
"Boss, it seems that the Trun Kingdom is treating us as cannon fodder." Walter looked at the troops rushing over, still in shock.
Mas responded and did not continue speaking.
To be honest, the Trun Kingdom's method of finding cannon fodder was a little strange. They used a high bounty to attract others and this group of people was also willing to bite this "fragrant bait".
However, in the end, it was still uncertain who would become the biggest winner!
Mas let the Red Crystal Gargoyle continue to fly higher into the sky, then summoned two other Red Crystal Gargoyles from his alchemy space and let Walter and Harry take one each.
The corpses of these nine big Murlocs were the corpses of nine precious five-star magical beasts. These were rare alchemy materials.
Moreover, there was definitely a Level 6 Leader of the Big Murlocs in this Salt Lake!
The other party's corpse was an existence at the advanced Level 6 or even early-stage Level 7!
Furthermore, the Trun Kingdom had attracted cannon fodder to deal with the big Murloc in Salt Lake.. It was obvious that their goal was not as simple as exterminating the big Murloc. They must have had other goals!
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