Andy came to Benjamin's tent with the thick book of "Potions Primer" in his arms, and with trepidation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unlike other mages, he didn't come to Crewe Town after becoming a mage and met everyone else. Crewe is his hometown, and he was only misunderstood by other mages half a year ago and pulled down from the assembly. Everyone found out that he was not a mage, but seeing that he was pitiful and didn't kill him, they simply taught him a trick of magic. After he learned it, he became a member of the mage community by accident.

However, in this state of semi-persecution to become a mage, Andy has no resentment with the people in the mage community. In other words, he never felt that there was any point in being dissatisfied, the only thing that made sense was a fait accompli.

Joanna always said that he was too pessimistic and didn't have the strength to fight upward. He had to agree.

Just like after Benjamin appeared, the other mages seemed to have found their way to their lives, meditating, fighting, new spells...... He also learned the long-lost art of flying and took part in the operation to capture the gates. He felt that he should rejoice like everyone else, and his sparkling eyes were filled with infinite anticipation for the future, but he often felt inexplicably lost.

In the whole operation to capture the gate, he only followed Joanna to set off a fireball at the beginning, and then waited outside, and the gate was occupied by those people from the inside. Although he was a little scared at first, he did almost nothing, and Andy still felt empty inside.

It seems like...... Even without his presence, there would be no difference between everyone.

This feeling of loss grows stronger over time. Especially after the battles with the Warcraft, everyone else was excited about the end of the battle, and only he felt uneasy. He wondered if he was missing something and couldn't keep up with everyone. Even, he felt a retreat in his heart, thinking that he might not continue to stay in the team.

After all, while everyone is accelerating in one direction, those who stand still will only get farther and farther apart.

Until he opened the book "Introduction to Potions", he had always had that feeling of being out of place. After the others flipped through the book, they all tossed it aside, saying that it was "boring", "too complicated", and "it didn't feel useful". And he picked up the book only because Benjamin wanted them to read it, and most people were ready to read it—he wanted to be the majority.

"Potions are higher than magic. ”

Interestingly, when he saw this, he was not surprised or puzzled. For some reason, he just felt that the person who wrote this sentence must have been very unwilling - he could even imagine an indignant mage taking a pen and writing the first sentence of the book on yellowed manuscript paper under the dim oil lamp.

At that moment, Andy inexplicably had a feeling that this was a very "interesting" book.

And the rest of the book gradually attracted him. The concept of plundering the power in the flesh and blood of demonic beasts and giving them to originally weak humans surprised Andy, who had just become a mage for half a year. If Potions represented such a theory, he even felt that it was more profound than magic.

He didn't understand why other people would find such a concept boring, but he thought it was a great thing.

What's more...... Mr. Benjamin also seems to take this book seriously.

Andy didn't want to leave the group. Being uprooted from home is unsettling enough, and it's even more sad to be drifting away from your former friends. He's not one to ask for anything, but he's willing to work hard to become like everyone else.

Benjamin has given new hope to others, and perhaps, can show him a way forward?

Thinking like this, Andy has never read a book so seriously. The theory of those potions, the refining process, the materials, the recipes, the elements...... He didn't even sleep all night, and he flipped the book over and over again, and he could almost memorize it.

Actually, "Potions Primer" also gave him a strange feeling of empathy, but he just felt it, as if the person who wrote the book had some kind of ineffable in common with him.

That...... A feeling of incompatibility and helplessness in every word.

Therefore, as soon as it was dawn, he crawled out of the tent with dark circles under his eyes, but he felt more energetic than ever. He wanted to experiment with the book quickly, but he was afraid of disturbing Benjamin, so he had to wait quietly outside the tent with mixed feelings.

"Andy, do you want to try refining potions?"

Surprisingly, before he could say anything, Benjamin spotted him through the tent. He opened the tent door and looked at Andy expectantly.

Suddenly, Andy was a little nervous and couldn't even speak. Therefore, he had no choice but to clench the book in his hand and nodded, expressing his affirmation.

In this way, Benjamin welcomed him into the tent, and took out a bunch of monster materials from the package, as well as the necessary equipment for refining potions—a small iron pot that could replace a medicine stove, and a large kerosene lamp that could replace a fire.

"It's a bit shabby. Benjamin smiled embarrassedly and said, "You will use it, and don't be afraid of failure, the first time, it is difficult for most people to succeed." ”

Andy took a deep breath, crouched down, and began to sort out the things in front of him.

He also wanted to say something to ease his nervousness, but when he saw the Warcraft materials he had read, he couldn't help but start to do it, and began to deal with them in the way described in the book. And once he started to do it, everything else was forgotten by him at once.

Benjamin seemed to say something, but he didn't hear half of it.

The first time he made a potion, he chose the simplest healing potion. The fluff of the undead sheep, the leaves of the water puff, the blood of the wind wolf, and the materials of the healing potion were only three things, and Andy quickly picked them out.

He poured the blood of the wind wolf into the small pot, lit the oil lamp and began to boil. The whole picture is indeed no different from the housewife cooking some strange soup at home, without the slightest sense of mystery that a mage should have, but Andy's mind has long been unable to pay attention to this thing.

He just said a strange and short incantation to the pot.

With the guidance of spiritual power, a small amount of water elements gathered and threw the wolf blood into the pot. Suddenly, the color of the wolf's blood gradually changed from dark red to light red, and it tended to boil under the scorching flames. Seeing this, Andy hurriedly picked up the fluff of the immortal sheep and threw it into it.

However, the wolf blood in the pot turned black in the blink of an eye.

This......

When Andy saw this, he was stunned. Then, there was a look of disappointment on his face.

"I—I failed. ”

It is written in the book that at this point, the color of the wolf's blood should gradually turn white. It turned black because the timing was not mastered, which led to the failure of refining.

However, Benjamin picked up the pot and poured out a pot of black unknown liquid as if nothing happened, and then put the pot in front of Andy's eyes and looked at Andy with a smile.

"It's normal to fail, succeed the first time, where are there so many geniuses in the world? Think about why you fail, and try again. He said.

Hearing this, Andy also took a deep breath and regained his calm mind.

"I ...... I was so nervous that I forgot to use my mental strength to feel the change of the material from moment to moment. He spoke, as if to Benjamin, as if to say to himself, "The elemental distribution of each material is different, so every time I refine, I have to choose a different time and add different amounts of material according to the process of each refining—the same potion does not have the same process." ”

Suddenly, Benjamin looked at Andy with some surprise.

But Andy didn't notice it at all. He just continued to mumble to himself, lowered his head, poured some wolf blood into the pot again, lit the fire, and repeated the process.

Channeling the water element, adding the fluff of the immortal sheep, gathering the wind element, and adding the leaves of the water cattail......

Only, this time, he did it with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Benjamin also showed a somewhat relieved smile. He stood up and, without disturbing the other party, tiptoed, and quietly left the tent.

Half an hour later.

Suddenly there was a cheer coming from the tent, and Benjamin, who was eating breakfast with the other mages outside, was startled. At that moment, everyone turned around and looked at Andy, who had blue eyes, dirty clothes, and a dark iron pot running out, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"I—I made it!"

I saw that in the black iron pot, there was a small pool of very rare blue liquid that reflected a faint luster in the sun. Facing everyone's surprised eyes, Andy held the iron pot as if holding a sapphire that is unique in the world.