Unconsciously, another month passed.
July 1st, in the Alchemy Room.
Roy inspected the items.
After a night of soaking, the various debris in the ceramic vat had completely dissolved.
"With the Blackening Potion, it really saves a lot of effort!" Roy sincerely exclaimed.
Before him now was a black liquid resembling diesel, shimmering with a kaleidoscope of colors and glowing faintly.
It was rich in dissolved magical energy, with all sorts of miscellaneous impurities having entered the Original Broth.
The subsequent processing would become much easier.
After thorough preparation, he skillfully used the magic-rich solution for extraction, then counted the final yield.
"320 pieces...
Indeed, the scale of production has increased again!
The input-output ratio has gradually reached an unprecedented 150%!"
This meant that debris recycling was truly a profitable venture.
Especially for flesh and blood debris, things like Demonized Organs.
The Blackening Potion could dissolve flesh and blood very thoroughly, completely releasing the contained magical energy.
Roy couldn't help but look forward to the effects of dissolving things like beast cores and Mana Crystal Mines in the future.
Perhaps the input-output ratio could be even greater, and the production process even easier and simpler?
Next, Roy refined Blood Mercury again.
After completing it smoothly, he injected over 200 milliliters of Blood Mercury.
By now, through continuous injections over several months, he had replaced more than 2500 milliliters of blood in his body.
At the same time, he had gradually adapted to this new enhanced state.
"The total amount of blood flowing in a normal human body should be around 5000 milliliters...
I have replaced half of it so far, and it seems that the original hematopoietic function has been destroyed by this demonic contamination...
But because of Wizardry, it has actually become stronger.
Combined with the advanced knight enhancement, I now possess seven times the physique and strength of an ordinary person..."
At that moment, Renien, Andov, and Tigro came to visit.
They all looked serious, with Renien especially frowning, appearing exceptionally grave.
Roy asked, "What's the matter?"
Renien said, "Have you forgotten? It's the final exam for the second-year intermediate apprentices!"
Upon hearing this, Roy suddenly realized.
He had indeed forgotten.
Because he had already been promoted to a senior apprentice, this matter no longer concerned him.
But this was a crucial exam that determined the fate of Renien and the others, and they took it very seriously.
"If we don't pass this hurdle, we'll have to transfer to the clerk sequence like Niya.
But our positions and seniority are definitely not comparable to hers..."
"Sigh, we thought Niya was cowardly for choosing the clerk path, but it turns out she was the truly smart one, taking a direct route without detours!
We can't afford to bribe our way now, and with so many people taking the exam together, the competition will surely be fierce, making it hard to manipulate!"
"I see, how is your training going now? Are you ready to give it your all?"
"Exactly, we've each prepared a batch of Magic Stones. If you have any Meditation Potions or Mental Enhancement Potions, please sell them to us."
"Anything else that can stimulate mental power and enhance it in a short time would also be helpful."
Roy nodded, "That's not a problem, but I usually make them myself and don't keep a stock. Are three bottles enough?"
"Enough. We're not drinking them among the three of us, but pooling all resources to let Renien advance first!"
"Let Renien advance first?"
Roy's expression shifted slightly.
"Exactly, let the most promising one advance first, and then he can help us advance!
If he successfully stays in the tower, he can sign us as followers, bypassing the deacon sequence!"
The deacon sequence consisted of various administrative personnel in the tower, such as the apprentice deacons in the task center, the managers of the residential areas, and the apprentice leaders responsible for maintaining classroom discipline.
This was a legitimate way for those with insufficient qualifications to stay in the tower, but they had to take on mandatory tasks and various responsibilities.
Except for Niya, who had paid her way up, starting as a small supervisor and skipping years of detours.
This method, how to put it...
Roy muttered to himself but didn't say much, "Alright, give it a try then."
He knew why they didn't ask him to sign an agreement. If there was an imbalance in strength and economic status, it would be difficult to sign an equal agreement.
By choosing Renien, they could rely on a prior gentleman's agreement to achieve equal status.
He didn't interfere with their decision, just as he hadn't interfered with Niya back then.
At that moment, he exchanged his cultivation resources with them.
The next day, good news arrived.
Renien had indeed successfully met the condition of manifesting sixteen Willpower Runes and was allowed to stay in the tower!
Following Roy's example, he immediately chose to self-study the spell "Element Extraction" rather than wait for an assigned mentor.
As for Olinda, she chose to become a deacon in the tower, accepting her fate.
But Roy didn't concern himself with that.
On July 5th, the day of the Cleansing Tower, he left the Wizard Tower.
He had traveled the road to Gale Hills many times, and he easily passed through the small villages where Fishmen lived by the water, heading to the area where the Stitched Monster might appear.
Based on recent intelligence, he roughly deduced that the Stitched Monster was patrolling near the area where he had slain the Fishman Lord, possibly the entrance to Chalkland.
Several sporadic eyewitness reports had come from that surrounding area.
By now, Roy's confidence was much stronger than before. Even though he knew he might encounter magical creatures at any moment, he didn't deliberately avoid them.
As a result, he didn't run into any patrolling Fishman Warriors but unexpectedly noticed unusual traces.
It was by a riverside, where blood had flowed, moistening the soil.
Roy frowned, cautiously approached, and began to investigate.
"A group of Fishmen died here!
Judging by the amount of blood, at least ten Fishmen must have died.
But there were no bodies left around, and the traces didn't suggest they were carried away. Instead, it seemed like they got up and walked off!"
The hair on Roy's back suddenly elongated, like living tentacles, poking at the bloodstains.
"There's still a bit of Blood Energy residue, left not long ago!"
He pondered for a while, then suddenly had an epiphany.
"I see, someone used some kind of spell to raise the corpses, and it wasn't Animation Art, but Necromantic Wizardry!"
Sensing the faint, lingering aura in the air, similar to that of an Undead Warhorse, Roy made his judgment.
He quickly followed the trail.
As a result, he discovered a few people resting on a hillside several kilometers away.
Th
ey were either sitting or standing, dressed in black robes that were different from those of the Okmi Wizard Tower.
"It's actually people from the Nickmansha Wizard Tower!"
Roy felt slightly surprised and puzzled.
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