William ended his meditation and opened his eyes, the yellow light flashing in the depths of his eyes became even brighter.
He casually threw away the absorbed magic stone, but there was a heavy expression on his face, without any trace of joy.
During this period of time, he had "killed" at least forty bottles of Haidam's Saliva.
The potion made William's mental strength improve by leaps and bounds. He was able to meditate ninety-eight will runes at one time, which was only twenty-eight short of the 126 will runes required for a third-level wizard.
The mental strength has also reached 7.24, and the earth attribute magic power absorbed by the body has also reached 7 points!
Although I drank too much of the magic potion, the side effects became worse.
However, compared with the amazing effects brought by "Haidam's Saliva", its side effects seem so insignificant.
Everything seems to be moving in a good direction! William thinks so too.
However, one thing ruthlessly shattered William's fantasy of quickly becoming a wizard.
The magic potion "Haydam's Saliva" no longer has an effect on him.
Yes, William discovered that no matter how much "Haidam's Saliva" he drank, he could no longer stimulate his mental strength.
His body seemed to have become resistant to "Haydam's Saliva".
When he discovered this situation for the first time, William didn't believe it.
He drank another bottle and meditated again, but it still had no effect.
William thought it was a matter of dosage, so he drank two tubes at once, but it had no effect, and three tubes, but still no effect.
William didn't dare drink four tubes at once.
Firstly, it was a waste, and secondly, the combined side effects of the three tubes of potions had already caused William to suffer a lot.
William lost all feeling in his mouth, and it took several days for him to return to normal.
William had to admit that the potion "Haydam's Saliva" had lost its effect on him!
Without the aid of magic potions, William had no choice but to meditate.
However, getting used to the amazing progress brought by the potion, the efficiency of normal meditation was a bit like a tortoise race for William.
Not on the same scale at all.
Seven days ago, William was able to meditate ninety-eight will runes at one time. Today, seven days later, William was still only able to meditate ninety-eight will runes at one time.
This is not to say that there is no progress at all. In fact, William's ninety-ninth Will Rune is about to take shape, and it will take about five days at most.
It is expected that William will meditate and practice alone. If everything goes well, he will be able to meditate one hundred and twenty-six will runes in one or two years, 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 cannot master the 126 will runes without four to five years, or even seven or eight years of effort.
However, William is still too slow!
Sure enough, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
William had a wry smile on his face. When he was practicing hard in the fairy tale world, he could endure it at a snail's pace without feeling anything. Unexpectedly, not long after returning to the wizarding world, he would be beaten by his own sugar-coated bullets.
defeated.
After William smiled bitterly, he fell into deep thought again.
After a while, he came back to his senses, stood up from the bed, put on his clothes, took the magic stone, and hurriedly came to the trading center again.
The trading center is still bustling with people coming and going.
Without hesitation, William walked towards the most luxurious room in the middle and entered the road marked "Witchcraft Instruments and Potions".
There is also a counter structure at the end of the road, but the person in charge behind the window is an old man with gray hair, slightly stooped, and wearing a yellowing white robe.
The counter for witchcraft instruments and potions is also the busiest counter.
When William came over, there were several wizard apprentices lined up in front, talking to the old man in charge.
The old man's attitude was cold and indifferent.
When someone asks him, he just answers; if he doesn't speak, he doesn't pay attention to them!
Several wizard apprentices were accustomed to this stinky look and didn't dare to say anything about it.
Who said Wizard Thomas was standing behind this old man?
Wizard Thomas is one of the few wizards in the Lambet Temple who has profound knowledge of equipment enchantment, and he himself also has considerable experience in refining potions.
The saliva of Haydam that William drank before was refined by wizard Thomas and flowed out through the old man!
Making potions is not a simple job. It can't be done by just putting some ingredients, stirring them, and chanting a spell!
Aspects such as heat, material fusion, magic perception, etc. are all very important. A single oversight will lead to failure in refining the potion, and a large number of precious materials will be destroyed.
In the wizarding world, becoming a magic apothecary requires not only talent, but also financial resources.
Behind a real magic apothecary, there must be a mountain of various materials.
Of course, the benefits a magic pharmacist can bring far exceed his losses!
No wizard can resist the temptation of a rapid increase in spiritual power, so magic pharmacists are very popular in the entire wizarding world!
Not to mention, Wizard Thomas is better at enchanting equipment.
This is also a craft that is not inferior to potions.
A tube of magic potion can loosen the stagnant mental power of a wizard. An excellent witchcraft instrument or magic weapon can sometimes help a wizard defeat a well-matched opponent!
Sometimes, this is a human life.
And if you are still alive, there are endless possibilities!
Under such a background, no matter how bad the old man's face is, who would dare to be so presumptuous?
The few wizard apprentices all bought things with the old man with a smile on their faces, and then left obediently.
After waiting for a while, it was William's turn.
At this time, one or two wizard apprentices came behind William.
The old man's business is really good.
William quickly stepped forward.
Standing under the window, the old man looked at William coldly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said, "Is it you?"
"Sir Bill, do you still remember me?" William said softly.
This old man's name is Bill!
There is a saying that has been circulating for a long time in the Rambet Temple, called "Kill Bill!"
The "Bill" here refers to the old man in front of William.
I don’t know who spread the news, but seeing the old man’s tugging, William thought that it was not surprising at all that there were such rumors!
"Of course, I am deeply impressed by the person who can buy fifty tubes of Haydam's Saliva from me at one time and clear out all the inventory of Lord Thomas within five years!" Old Man Bill said condescendingly, "Right, William
?You are a very rich man!"
Only a few people in the entire Rambet Temple knew about William's acquisition of five thousand magic stones.
Judging from the look on Old Man Bill's face, he must also be an insider and may know something from some channels.
However, it is not clear how many magic stones William really owns. It is probably deduced from the last time he spent as much money as he wanted to buy magic potions!