More than a month later.

William finished his meditation and opened his eyes, the yellow light that flashed in the depths of his eyes even more.

He casually threw away the absorbed magic stone, but there was a heavy expression on his face, and there was no trace of joy.

During this time, he had "killed" at least forty bottles of Haydam's Saliva.

The potion made William's mental power improve by leaps and bounds, and the will runes were already able to meditate ninety-eight at one time, and the one hundred and twenty-six will runes that were far from the threshold of a third-class wizard were only twenty-eight.

The spiritual power has also reached 7.24, and the earth-attribute magic absorbed by the body also has 7 points!

Although the potion was drunk too much, the side effects also became greater.

However, compared to the amazing effect of "Haydam's Salivation", its side effects seem so insignificant.

Everything seems to be going in a good direction! William thought so too.

However, one thing ruthlessly shattered William's illusions that he would quickly become a wizard.

The potion "Saliva of Haydam" no longer had an effect on him.

Yes, William found that no amount of "Haydam's Salivation" he drank could no longer stimulate his mental strength.

His body, it seems, developed resistance to "Haydam's Salivation".

The first time he found out about this, William didn't believe it.

He drank another bottle and meditated again, but it still had no effect.

William felt that it was a matter of dosage, so he drank two tubes at once, but it had no effect, and three tubes, still had no effect.

William didn't dare to drink four tubes at once.

First, it was really wasteful, and second, the side effects of the superposition of the three-tube potion had already made William suffer enough.

William lost sensation throughout his mouth and it took several days to return to normal.

William had to admit that the potion "Saliva of Haydam" had lost its effect on himself!

Without the help of potions, William had to meditate honestly.

However, accustomed to the amazing progress brought by the potion, the efficiency of normal meditation was a bit like a turtle race for William.

Not at all of an order of magnitude.

Seven days ago, William was already able to meditate ninety-eight will runes at one time, and today, seven days later, William is still only able to meditate ninety-eight will runes at one time.

It's not that there hasn't been any progress, in fact, William's ninety-ninth Will Rune is about to take shape, and it will take about five days at most.

It is estimated that William will be able to meditate and cultivate alone, and if it goes well, in one or two years of hard work, he will be able to completely meditate one hundred and twenty-six will runes, reaching the threshold of a third-class wizard apprentice!

This kind of speed can only be achieved by his excellent qualifications.

For others, it's unthinkable!

Other people with average qualifications, without four or five years, or even seven or eight years of hard work, could not master one hundred and twenty-six will runes at all.

However, William was still too slow!

Sure enough, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift!

William showed a wry smile on his face, when he was cultivating in the fairy tale world, a person's cultivation speed like a snail had survived, and he didn't feel anything, but he didn't expect that not long after returning to the wizarding world, he was defeated by his own sugar-coated cannonball.

William smiled wryly, then fell back into deep thought.

After a long while, he came back to his senses, got up from his bed, dressed himself, took the magic stone, and hurried to the trading center again.

The trading center is full of people, and it is still full of people.

Without hesitation, William walked towards the most luxurious room in the middle, and entered the path that read "Witchcraft Instruments and Elixirs."

At the end of the road is also a counter structure, but the person in charge behind the window is an old man with gray hair, slightly hunched over, wearing a yellowed white robe.

The Witchcraft Instruments and Potions counter is also one of the busiest counters.

When William came over, there were a few wizard apprentices in front of him, talking to the old man in charge.

The old man had a cold attitude and looked like he was ignoring it.

If someone asks him, he will answer, and if he doesn't speak, he won't care about people!

This stinky fart, but a few wizard apprentices are accustomed to it, and they don't dare to say anything.

Who told the old man to have Wizard Thomas standing behind him?

Wizard Thomas is one of the few wizards in the Temple of Rambet who is highly skilled in enchanting tools, and he himself has a lot of experience in refining potions.

The saliva of Haydam that William drank before was refined by Wizard Thomas and flowed out through the old man!

Potion making is not a simple job, it is not just a matter of putting some materials, stirring it, and reciting a spell!

Aspects such as heat, material fusion, and mana perception are all crucial, and one negligence will lead to the failure of potion refining and the destruction of a large number of precious materials.

In the wizarding world, becoming an apothecary requires not only talent, but also financial resources.

Behind a true potion master, there must be a mountain of all kinds of materials.

Of course, the benefits that a potions master can bring far outweigh his losses!

No wizard can resist the temptation of rapid mental growth, which is why potions are very comfortable in the entire wizarding world!

Not to mention, Wizard Thomas is better at enchanting utensils.

It's also a potion craft.

A tube of potions can loosen a wizard's stagnant mental power, and a good witchcraft device or magic weapon can sometimes help a wizard defeat an opponent of equal strength!

Sometimes, it's a human life.

And to be alive is infinite possibilities!

Under such a background, no matter how stinky this old man's face is, who would dare to be presumptuous?

Several wizard apprentices honestly accompanied the smiling face to buy things from the old man, and then obediently left.

It took a long time before it was William's turn.

At this time, William was followed by one or two more wizarding apprentices.

The old man's business is really good.

William hurriedly dodged forward.

Standing under the window, the old man glanced at William coldly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "It's you?" ”

"Bill, do you remember me?" William said softly.

This old man's name is Bill!

There is a long-standing saying in the temple of Rambet, which is called "Kill Bill!" ”

The "Bill" in this refers to the old man in front of William.

I don't know who spread it, but William looked at the old man's dragging, and it was not surprising that there were such rumors in his heart!

"Of course, I'm impressed by the man who was able to buy fifty tubes of Haydam's saliva from me at once, and empty all of Lord Thomas's inventory within five years!" Old man Bill said condescendingly, "Right, William? You're a rich man!"

The fact that William got five thousand magic stones was known to only a few people in the entire Rambet Temple.

Judging by Old Man Bill's expression, he should also be an insider, and may have known something from some sources.

However, it shouldn't be clear how many magic stones William really has, it is estimated that it was deduced from the last time he spent money on land to buy potions!

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