Chapter 98: Chapter 98

When Locke and the others walked out of the assessment venue wearing their badges, they immediately saw quite a crowd gathered around the assessment location.

These people all came from various major local wizard families, as well as high-end shops from Chimera Trading Market, or people from certain special institutions.

Olive branches were extended toward Locke and Gogol one after another.

Potion master assistants could do quite a lot now, being able to independently brew many medium-difficulty potions, making them relatively mature wizards.

Gogol seemed unprepared for such a scene and was somewhat stunned. When he came to his senses, he found his hands had been stuffed with business cards from Lilith's Cottage's local families or from Chimera Trading Market.

First-class wizard apprentices who could pass Lilith's Cottage's potion master assistant assessment had completely different value.

Gogol murmured, "Thank you... thank you..."

He seemed somewhat moved, not having expected that after obtaining his potion master assistant certificate, he would transform from someone nobody cared about into such a sought-after person.

Bert looked at him and Locke with some envy, feeling quite bitter inside.

Locke continuously declined invitations from multiple shops and local wizard families. He had no interest in becoming an advisor to wizard families or a shop manager for various potion stores.

For ordinary first-class wizard apprentices, becoming wizard family advisors or shop managers in Chimera Market was also a decent choice.

Especially for those first-class wizard apprentices without backgrounds, who needed to work for all their resources, but he had his own plantation and didn't need to work miserably for others to earn magic stones.

Moreover, in the future he might very well be able to use the Horadric Synthesis Cube to establish his own pharmaceutical workshop.

Pharmaceutical workshops established by potion masters often cooperated directly with major shops in Chimera Trading Market, and those shops could distribute products produced by the potion master's pharmaceutical workshop.

Of course, like plantations, establishing a pharmaceutical workshop required substantial upfront resource investment.

Therefore, pharmaceutical workshops weren't something all potion master assistants could afford to open. Only a very small number could possess their own pharmaceutical workshop at this stage.

And it might not necessarily turn a profit either.

This was also why most potion master assistants could still be employed by others.

But Locke had the Horadric Synthesis Cube and could completely establish his own pharmaceutical workshop without worrying too much about future losses.

The pharmaceutical workshop could even create upstream and downstream relationships with the plantation in the future.

This was also why Witch Sophia was both a breeder and a potion master.

Of course, talent was also the most important factor among them.

A female first-class wizard apprentice wearing white wizard robes handed Locke some documents. "Hello, potion master assistant. This is an invitation from our Healing Hand Treatment Center. If you can become a pharmacist at our Healing Hand Treatment Center, we can give you a monthly allowance of one thousand magic stones."

"You don't need to come to work every day, just need to spare fifteen days each month."

"Of course, you'll need to focus on brewing the following three potions for the next period. Our treatment center hopes you can become very proficient with these potions, because many wizard apprentices who come to our treatment center with illnesses need these." Googlᴇ search n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net

"The three potions are: Withered Bone Flesh-Growing Soup, Green Vine Detox Potion, and Unicorn Purification Potion."

This female first-class wizard apprentice said in a gentle voice, "These are our Healing Hand Treatment Center's basic requirements for pharmacists. How about it, are you interested?"

Locke frowned and shook his head slightly.

Aside from other considerations, although this job could earn him one thousand magic stones monthly, that was only equivalent to the level of magic stones his plantation could earn monthly during his second-class wizard apprentice stage.

And for these one thousand magic stones, he would need to work fifteen days each month for this so-called treatment center.

That aside, he would actually need to change his specialized potion research direction to focus on the three types of potions they listed.

Those three potions weren't very simple in difficulty and would cost him considerable energy to learn.

And from the looks of it, he'd still need to pay to learn them himself.

This treatment was already quite poor.

No wonder they were blocking the assessment venue entrance to recruit people. Most potion master assistants probably wouldn't consider this job.

So Locke immediately declined.

Locke was curious enough to ask, "Is the treatment center established by Lilith's Cottage?"

A trace of regret flashed in this first-class wizard apprentice's eyes. Her initial target had been set on Locke, since the other first-class wizard apprentice who passed the assessment wasn't a student of Lilith's Cottage.

His level couldn't be guaranteed, and he looked quite old too.

This first-class wizard apprentice still gently explained, "No, the treatment center was established by Advisor Francis from the academy's upper levels."

"It's considered a private institution, similar in nature to the shops in Chimera Market. But the treatment center's existence can give many academy students who have nowhere to seek treatment an option, spend magic stones and they can solve many troubles they have."

Locke nodded regretfully. "That's very good, but unfortunately I have other things to do and don't have that much time to be a pharmacist for your treatment center."

That first-class wizard apprentice smiled, "You can consider it further. Currently, due to the wizard war, the treatment center has admitted quite a few patients."

"At least working at the treatment center, many medicinal materials used for treating illnesses are free. For potion master assistants lacking funds, this is a good place to practice brewing techniques for free."

Locke understood what she was saying. Many potion master assistants lacked funds and couldn't continue learning and researching potion formulas, so they could only seek help from external funding.

But this way, the direction they would research and learn next would definitely be influenced by those providing the money.

Locke nodded slightly, then pushed through the crowd and left.

The Focus Ointment was only rated Level 5 in the cube, so Locke could continue synthesizing these Focus Ointments to see if he could find new synthesis formulas.

After Locke returned to his cabin, he changed into casual clothes and sat on the sofa beside the warm fireplace in his house, placing the two Focus Ointments he had saved previously together with the one he brewed during the assessment for synthesis.

"I wonder what will be synthesized."

Locke thought, "If I can synthesize some special formulas, then I'll be very close to having my own pharmaceutical workshop."

Locke heard someone knocking on his door. He frowned slightly, and his expression changed because he sensed the terrifying magical pressure from the person outside the magic door.

That was the magical pressure belonging to a formal wizard. The powerful pressure even made his forehead begin to break out in slight cold sweat. The flames in the fireplace continuously flickered and moaned, as if even ordinary fire was crying out in agony under this magical pressure.

Locke waved his hand, extinguishing the flames in the fireplace while frowning. "Why would a formal wizard come looking for me?"

"Besides Witch Sophia, there shouldn't be any formal wizards coming to find me. Could it be..." Locke quickly thought about what on him could be worth a formal wizard seeking him out and politely knocking on his door.

"The only possibility would be related to the advanced meditation method."

"Could there be some problem?"

From outside the door came an old man's voice. "I am Urien Rich."

"Locke Augustine, I have something to discuss with you privately."