Walking into the familiar underground market, there are apprentices walking through intermittently.

Walking among them, Atir was wearing a gray robe and walking here with his head down, not at all conspicuous among the apprentices around him.

Because they were all wizards and apprentices, there were not many sounds around them, and they were basically very quiet, with only the rushing footsteps constantly ringing.

Walking through this area, Atir looked around casually, as if he was looking for something.

Finally, he stopped at the stall of an old man in black robe.

Feeling the footsteps of Atir, in front of Atir's eyes, the old man raised his head and looked at Atir: "What do you need?"

He spoke in a cold voice, not looking like he was doing business, but like driving people.

"Something needed to refine medicine."

Listening to the other party's voice, Atir didn't care and spoke directly.

"Ha, another apprentice who wants to refine potions."

Listening to Atir's words, the old man in black shook his head: "I advise you, for you people, it is better to save a few more classes than to buy these magic stones. It will be much more helpful to you in the future than these things."

"I have been in the academy for so many years, but I haven't seen many apprentices really refine anything. Isn't it wasting the magic stone in my hand in vain?"

Listening to Atir's words, the old man in black shook his head and looked at him and advised him.

"If you don't even try, how can you know that you can't do it?"

Atir's face was calm and he had no reaction to the other party's advice.

Looking at Adier's appearance, opposite, the old man in black robe sighed secretly and stopped trying to say anything.

He saw too many people in front of him. At the beginning, he was extremely confident. He thought that after learning a little pharmacy, he could start to refine the pharmacy directly, but in the end he didn't get anything out and wasted resources.

He just saw that Adier was too young and did not look like he had a deep background to provide resources, so he spoke out to avoid delaying himself.

Seeing that the admonition was ineffective, he was also very direct and took out a lot of equipment from behind, which looked a little old: "These are all second-hand goods used by apprentices in the past. Although they are used for some years, they can still be used. There are five magic stones in total."

“Very fair price.”

Listening to the price, Atir nodded.

The equipment required by wizards to refine potions is rare in their own production materials, and the accuracy requirements are often very high. Generally, the price of the new set is around ten magic stones.

Although this set in front of me may have been a little older, it is at least not broken and can be used. The price of five magic stones is not too expensive.

After roughly checking these instruments, and after confirming that there was no problem, Atir took out five magic stones from the cloth bag on his waist and placed them quietly in front of the other party.

“Huh…”

Suddenly, the old man in black robe let out a whisper.

He looked at Atir's ears and the black hair mixed with silver hair, and a surprised expression appeared on his face: "Are you the half-elf in the rumor?"

Suddenly, Atir's movements froze and he couldn't help but be stunned.

He looked at the old man in black robe in front of him. Although his face was calm, he had a kind of doubt in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that."

Looking at Adi's eyes, the old man in black robe said, "Your matter has spread in the academy recently."

"Many people know that there was a half-elf apprentice in the academy, with a strong talent in pharmacy, and was appreciated by Lord Seymoura."

A complex expression appeared on his face, mixed with emotions such as suddenness, envy, jealousy, and finally returned to calm: "If it were you, it would be no wonder. With your talent, it is normal to start the experiment of refining potions now."

In front of him, Atir was completely stunned.

During his long time in the academy, he was very low-key. He usually attended classes except meditation. Except for having to accept some tasks due to the lack of magic stones, he did not communicate too much with others, so he naturally would not know about these situations.

However, listening to the old man in black robe in front of him, he felt a little enlightened.

If someone carefully pursues the things that the other party said, it is actually impossible to hide them.

As a half-elf, Atir itself is different from ordinary humans. Whether it is his slightly sharp ears compared to ordinary people, his long light silver hair that is manifested outside, it is impossible to hide it. It is normal for experienced wizards to tell it out.

The same is true in pharmacy.

His performance in the pharmacy course was actually watched by other apprentices who attended the class together, including those who came from a powerful wizard family. In addition, the importance that Seymoura tutor showed in the later period, he would naturally leave an impression among some people over time.

Not to mention anything else, Atir was able to catch up with those advanced apprentices who had been studying pharmacy for more than ten years in just a few months, and never missed the basic courses to the paid courses. This alone is enough to leave Air a reputation as a genius in the hearts of some people.

However, in a sense, this is not a bad thing.

Whether it is the half-elves bloodline or the identity of a genius of pharmacy, they have high value in the eyes of wizards, at least they are more valuable than living. Except for wizards like Gemora who want to dissect Atir, other senior officials will provide certain protection for Atir.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized in his heart and his face calmed down again.

"Get my stuff."

Looking at the old man in black robe in front of him, Atir spoke directly.

However, looking at Adier's appearance, the old man had no objection.

It was obviously the same behavior. Before, he only felt that Adier was whimsical, but now, he only felt that Adier was full of confidence and even had some confidence in him inexplicably.

This is the difference created by the halo of genius.

“What else is needed besides a full set of equipment?”

After silently packing up the things beside him, the old man said again, that his tone was much more relaxed compared to before.

Standing there, Atir thought for a while, then said, "Add the other ten healing agent materials."

This is a primary medicine in pharmacy and one of the few drugs whose formulas are disclosed. It can quickly heal wounds and is considered one of the primary medicines commonly used by wizards.

However, although the potion formula has been almost made public, it is still not easy for apprentices to get it compared to wizards.

The reason why Atir had this formula was taught by Teacher Seymoura during the previous pharmacy fee classes.

"Ten parts of healing potion materials, remove those fractions and count them as a magic stone for you."

In front of him, the old man glanced at Atir and took out several boxes from the side: "My name is Ella, I have been in the academy for decades."

"I can't guarantee anything else, but in pharmacy, if you need anything, you can come to my place to see it, and you will never disappoint you."

He looked at Atir and said so.
Chapter completed!