Chapter 34: Blood-Replenishing Potion

  Matthew recalled the steps in his memory, first filtering the blood to remove any possible parasites and impurities from the troll's blood.

  Then, he poured 500 milliliters into an evaporating dish and lit the fme mp, carefully trolling the heat.

  Slowly heating the blood, he used Mage Hand to stir it with a gss rod, gradually thiing the mixture.

  He extinguished the fme to let it cool, and while waiting, he crushed fresh Moonlight Flowers in a mortar and added 300 milliliters of pure water, bringing it to a boil.

  Dried Bloodroot was finely ground into powder and sprinkled into the thiing blood mixture, little by little.

  The blood began to ge, with the red parts sinking rapidly and a clear, transparent liquid rising to the surface.

  After allowing it to settle, Matthew draihe clear liquid and filtered it once more.

  In the dry cauldron, the Moonlight Flower solution shimmered with a faint milky hue, which Matthew carefully poured into the clear liquid, mixing them together.

  He reighe fire and tinued heating.

  Thin white strands gradually appeared, dissolving into the transparent liquid, causing it to thi.

  Finally, Matthew added two ground Red Amber Leaves, which gave the potion a faint glow as he thhly stirred and mixed it.

  At that moment, the system gathered enough information and began dispying data:

  "Blood-Replenishing Potion Base, pletion 31%... 31.5%... 32%... 32.5%..."

  The pletion pertage rose with no indication of success until it reached 60%, and then new data appeared:

  "pletion 62%, Success Rate 99.7%..."

  "pletion 63%, Success Rate 98.9%..."

  "..."

  As pletion increased, the success rate began to dee.

  When the pletion reached 80%, the success rate dropped to 90%.

  Without hesitation, Matthew stopped and waited for the potion’s pos to plete their final rea and fusion.

  Ten mier, he extinguished the fire.

  The liquid left in the gss dish gleamed with a faint silver glow, resembling the Moonlight Flower uhe Blood Moon’s light.

  Matthew wasn’t ed with its appearance—he only cared if it had succeeded.

  "Blood-Replenishing Potion x500 milliliters, Excellent Quality. Eailliliters restores 1 HP, and 50 milliliters heal minor injuries."

  "Success!"

  Matthew’s eyes lit up, and a smile tugged at the er of his mouth as he skillfully divided the 500 milliliters of Blood-Replenishing Potion into 10 portions, resulting in 10 small vials of the potion.

  "Each vial of Blood-Replenishing Potion restore 10 HP and heal minor injuries. It’s slightly better than basic healing potions."

  "Haha! I ’t believe it actually worked! This means I should be able to replicate many of the pyer-created spells and iions from my memories..."

  After calming down, Matthew quickly calcuted the costs and profits of produg Blood-Replenishing Potions.

  "A troll only needs food to restore their health, and at most, it costs 2 silver s per day. The blood is basically free..."

  "For every 500 milliliters, I o use one Moonlight Flower, 8 silver s, one Bloodroot, 20 silver s, and two Red Amber Leaves, 10 silver s, totaling 48 silver s."

  "Including bor and the wear and tear on alchemical tools, the total cost for 500 milliliters of Blood-Replenishing Potion is 50 silver s."

  "A basic healing potion sell for 50 silver s. With 500 milliliters of Blood-Replenishing Potion, I produce 10 bottles, selling for a total of 5 gold s. That’s a tenfold profit margin."

  "Heh, this is a business worth pursuing!"

  A smile crept across his face, and the two trolls, who had no uanding of his alchemical process, caught sight of his expression and began trembling with fear.

  "Ding! Successfully crafted Excellent Blood-Replenishing Potion. Alchemy +1, now at 88 (Mid-Level)."

  Seeing the helpful system feedback, Matthew felt a wave of nostalgia, remi of his time as a pyer, when every a triggered a system prompt.

  In hindsight, pyers had it way too easy!

  Matthew could feel his potion-making still cked finesse; his as were somewhat clumsy.

  He relied on his previous life’s experieo avoid any mistakes with timing and stirring.

  Still, it recisely this challehat fueled Matthew’s enthusiasm for alchemical research.

  He adjusted his teiques based on the system’s feedback, bit by bit.

  Soon, he had perfected a standard process specifically for crafting Blood-Replenishing Potions.

  As he tinued brewing, he recorded his progress using the Memory Capture spell.

  This would be invaluable ter!

  "Ding! Successfully crafted Excellent Blood-Replenishing Potion. Alchemy +1, now at 89 (Mid-Level)."

  "Ding! Successfully crafted… Alchemy +1, now at 90 (Mid-Level)."

  "… Alchemy +1, now at 91 (Mid-Level)."

  "..."

  Stuck at a 90% success rate, Matthew gradually improved the pletion pertage, enhang the potion’s healing effects bit by bit.

  This progress wasn’t immediately noticeable, but Matthew could sehat fully mastering potion-making would require signifit time and effort.

  heless, Matthew wasn’t worried. Each level gained in alchemy marked a step toward improvement.

  After using up 4,000 milliliters of blood, Matthew had brewed 80 bottles of Blood-Replenishing Potioimating a sale price of 50 silver s per bottle.

  If all went well, his night’s work would him 40 gold s in profit.

  Of course, the biggest gain was his alchemy level reag 96, ing closer to 100 and the high-level tier.

  After safely st the potions, ing up the tools, and casting a few more se spells to erase any traces, Matthew finally turned his attention to the trembling trolls.

  They had lost nearly half their health earlier but had now recovered to about 80%.

  Their recovery rate was notably slower than when Matthew had first entered them.

  "As expected, extraordinary regeion requires food and energy as a foundation..."

  Jotting down this insight, Matthew opehe b door and spoke to Leon and Old John, who were standing guard:

  "Take these two trolls bad lock them up. Give them some leftover food to eat and make sure they’re well-fed."

  "Tomorrow, at the same time, bring the other two trolls here. e ba two hours to collect them."

  Old John and Leon, gng at the previously vigorous trolls now slumped and wilted like beateables, swallowed nervously. Horrifying thoughts raced through their minds.

  They didn’t know what had happened and didn’t dare ask. They nodded repeatedly, gathered the trolls, and hauled them away.

  As the b door closed, everyone, including the trolls, let out a long sigh of relief.

  This was terrifying!