Chapter 112 Refining Magic Potion!
Night fell, and in the utility room, Raymond moved quickly. With a swift motion, he drew the curtains closed, leaving the room bathed in the soft white glow of the white Stone.
"Raymond, can we start?" Arya asked, her voice tinged with excitement.
Having heard that Raymond was going to make a potion tonight, she couldn't contain her curiosity. She had always been fascinated by awakeners and wanted to see how potions were made firsthand.
Raymond smiled, knowing that Arya was genuinely interested. Since there was no reason to hide it from her, he agreed.
The utility room was set up with a wide table, cluttered with various herbs neatly arranged for the "Primary Magic Recovery Potion." There were also five glass tubes and cups filled with water, ready for use.
Raymond walked over to the table, his hands lightly touching the herbs as he nodded. "Alright, we can begin."
Arya's eyes lit up, and she eagerly stepped aside, ready to watch closely.
Raymond couldn't help but chuckle as he began to prepare the potion. Arya's excitement was infectious, and he was happy to share the process with her.
He picked up a cup of water and began pouring it into each of the five medicine tubes, filling them halfway. Then, one by one, he added the herbs he had prepared earlier. He carefully dropped them into the tubes until the last piece, the 'Blue Spirit Grass' was added.
Though anyone could perform these steps, Arya watched intently, fascinated by the process. Her focus was so genuine, it made Raymond smile.@@novelbin@@
"Hey, stop looking at me and make the potion already!" Arya said, her face turning a little red as she caught Raymond's gaze.
Raymond laughed. "Okay, okay. There's just one last step. Watch closely."
He turned back to the tubes and extended his hands, his expression serious. The air seemed to tense as he focused on the first bottle of medicine.
With a soft breath, he whispered, "Refine!"
Instantly, a light blue halo surrounded his hands and shot towards the medicine tube. The glowing light enveloped the tube, leaving the contents hidden from view.
Arya's eyes widened in awe. She had never seen an awakened person use their skill before, and the sight of the magic unfolding before her was breathtaking.
Seconds passed, and the blue glow faded. Raymond's hands lowered, and the tube slowly reappeared. The water and herbs were gone, replaced by a light blue liquid that filled the tube up to two-thirds of its height.
"Primary Mana Recovery Potion," Raymond murmured, lifting the tube to inspect the contents. With his trained eye, he could tell immediately that the potion's medicinal properties were intact.
Arya couldn't hold back her excitement. "Is it done already?"
Seeing Raymond's satisfied smile, she rushed over to take a closer look at the potion.
Raymond handed her the tube, his expression softening. "Take a look for yourself."
Arya's eyes sparkled as she held the potion in her hands, marveling at how something so simple-looking could contain so much power.
"Hmm~"
Arya carefully examined the potion, holding the small bottle in front of her eyes, her gaze fixed on the clear blue liquid inside. Despite her focused attention, she couldn't detect anything particularly unusual about it. The potion looked beautiful, but otherwise, it seemed like any other liquid.
Worried that she might be doing something wrong by holding it too long, Arya quickly handed it back to Raymond.
"Raymond, what's the name of this potion? And how much does a bottle cost?" she asked, eager to learn more.
As Raymond corked the bottle and placed it back on the shelf, he answered her questions with a patient smile.
"This is called a 'Primary Magic Recovery Potion'. When an Awakener drinks it, it restores 100 magic points within ten seconds."
Raymond paused, then added, "Right now, it sells for twenty silver coins per bottle in the market."
"Twenty silver coins!" Arya gasped, her eyes widening at the price.
Raymond simply nodded, confirming the truth of the amount.
She had heard that potions made by pharmacists were expensive, but she had never imagined they could be this costly. Her mind started calculating as she glanced at the five bottles; one already completed and four more in progress. If all five bottles were finished, that would amount to a full gold coin, which was more than their entire year's salary working at the Weir Hotel.
"Can you finish all five bottles tonight?" Arya asked, still in shock.
"Sure, I can manage up to eight bottles a day now," Raymond replied casually, as if it were no big deal.
Arya blinked in surprise. "Wait, doesn't that mean your magic power is already over 800 points?"
She remembered from the skill book that it took 100 magic points to make just one bottle of a basic potion. Given that Raymond had only awakened a little over a month ago, the fact that he had over 800 magic points was unbelievable.
"Is it because you're a multi-professional?" she asked, finally connecting the dots.
Raymond smiled and nodded, thinking to himself. "Exactly. Every time I awaken a new profession, my magic power increases by a certain amount."
"Then what is your magic affinity, Raymond? And how far is your magic power from your limit?" Arya asked suddenly.
Raymond paused. He knew exactly what she meant. The "magic limit" referred to the maximum amount of magic an Awakened could safely hold, based on their magic affinity.
Each Awakened person's magic limit increased according to their affinity, but there was a ceiling. The higher the affinity, the higher the limit. According to the book, an Awakened with a magic affinity of 0.5 could have a magic limit of 1000. For every 0.1 increase in affinity, the magic limit would rise by 100.
Raymond's magic affinity was 0.2, meaning his limit should have been around 700. But now, his magic value had already surpassed that, reaching more than 800, well beyond the expected limit.
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Arya noticed the slight hesitation in his expression. "Raymond?" she asked, raising an eyebrow, sensing there was more to the story.
Raymond took a deep breath and shrugged. "I guess my magic affinity is a bit unusual. My magic power seems to be growing faster than expected."
Arya looked at him, her eyes filled with curiosity and a little concern. She didn't push him further, but her mind was buzzing with questions about his hidden potential.
It wasn't hard to guess that Raymond's extraordinary magic limit was linked to his multi-professional status. Based on the data he had, Raymond figured that each new profession likely added 500 points to his magic power limit.
For instance, someone with a magic affinity of 0.5 had a magic limit of 1000, because each profession added a fixed 500 points to the base limit, and the affinity further boosted it. So for someone with an affinity of 0.5, it was 1000—500 base plus 500 from the affinity.
However, this wasn't the only way to increase magic power for single-professional players. They could level up their profession. When a profession is promoted, the magic limit doubles. But such promotions were exceedingly rare; probably less than one in ten thousand and Raymond had never heard of anyone in Wittes Town undergoing a second-awakening to promote their profession.
Raymond cleared his throat and, with a thoughtful look, said, "My magic limit is only 0.5, but you may not know, every time I awaken a new profession, my magic limit increases by 500 points. So my limit should be 4000."
Actually, it was 3700, Raymond thought to himself. He couldn't admit that his magic affinity was only 0.2. That would lead to a whole explanation about how he was able to awaken multiple professions despite his low magic affinity, something he wasn't ready to share.
Arya processed Raymond's words, recalling what she had read in the temple library. She quickly grasped the logic and came to the same conclusion as Raymond.
However, hearing that Raymond's magic power limit was a staggering 4000, and would continue to grow as he awakened more professions, Arya was taken aback. It felt unbelievable. But given that Raymond had already awakened seven professions, it didn't seem impossible anymore.
The next day, Raymond continued to refine the remaining four bottles of potions. He had become quite skilled at it.
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