After ten minutes, the taxi finally arrived at the Sun Post Mega Plaza. But instead of entering the plaza, he went to an alley right beside it.

After he arrived at the other side of the alley and walked a few steps to the left side, He saw a board [Skeleton Alchemist’s Workshop] on the ground.

Besides the board was a door of this workshop, and Zevien entered inside with the square box in his hand.

*chime…chime…*

The bells chimed as Zevien opened the door and saw a man in his late thirties sitting on a stool behind the long desk to the side.

“What business do you have here?” the man asked lazily.

“Where is Skeleton?” Zevien asked with doubt, “I want to talk to him about something related to alchemy.”

“Go ahead,” the man gestured at the door at the end, “he is inside his workshop.”

After saying that, the man continued reading the newspaper.

Zevien was a bit speechless at the careless attitude of this man like…would he let any random person go inside the workshop?

At least talk with the owner!

He walked towards the door and entered the medium-sized workshop the size of 300 square feet.

It had several tables and small containers filled with materials.

Three big pots surrounded a man with red flames burning below them on a stand. He was mixing something inside the pots.

He had worn a skeleton mask on his face, but his clothes were simple T-shirts and pants.

‘Mass production? What the hell…,’ Zevien was surprised to see the work of Skeleton alchemist.

“Yo, Skelly here,” Skelly looked at Zevien and asked, “do you want to order a particular potion?”

“Why are you mass-producing potions instead of researching and creating high-quality potions to better your craft?” Zevien asked with doubt.

​ “Heh, what choice do I have? I am basically slaving right now to pay for this workshop. That man outside is the owner, but once I pay the full amount and get this workshop truly under my name, then I will definitely become a renowned alchemist,” Skelly spoke as he clenched his fist, “I just need to continue mass-producing potions and sell them for one year, just one year! This is also a way to improve myself.”

‘So he had this kind of background before becoming famous,’ Zevien thought before he put the box in front of Skelly, “I want you to make a potion, and you only have two tries. I will give you step-by-step details on processing each ingredient and how to mix them.”

*thifff…..*

The box opened as some cold air left it and revealed the ingredients. Zevien took out one section from it and revealed the second batch of ingredients included two Nerfire roses.

He took out one batch of ingredients and put them in front of Skelly before saying, “here, the first batch.”

Skelly looked at all ingredients with narrowed eyes for a minute before saying with a frown, “I don’t know any potion that can be made with the combination of these ingredients. What’s the potion’s name, and what’s the effect?”

“The potion’s name…you can decide,” Zevien said with a grin, “as for its effect. It is a tier-3 recovery potion that will cause the user’s bones to have extreme regeneration speed for five minutes. Your bone crushed? No problem, it will be fixed in literally a minute.”

“That Nerfire rose indeed have such drastic effects on bones, but the side-effects are too much as they turn the bones into a unique hot powder,” Skelly muttered as he looked at other ingredients, “whisker of Grant, Moon-crystal dew…hmmm, these ingredients….”

Skelly fell into thought as his eyes slowly started to shine.

Seeing that, Zevien was internally impressed, ‘as expected of a prodigy in Alchemy. He came out of nowhere and spent his early life absorbing all knowledge of alchemy before gaining mastery of the basics by mastering basic magic potions of each type and learning the pot handling using all three types of flame control. Afterward, he continued to become famous with his first invention, the Bonecertto magic potion.’

“Alright, tell me how to process them and give me instructions, fast!” Skelly spoke as his eyes showed apparent excitement.

Zevien laughed and nodded as he started working with Skelly.

Time passed as seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours.

After approx two hours and completely wasting the first batch of ingredients just for experiment and stability purposes, Skelly successfully crafted the potion.

“It’s wonderful how we created a tier-3 magic potion using only one tier-3 ingredient,” Skelly muttered with shining eyes as he looked at a vial in front of him filled with dark red liquid that was slightly burning with dark purple flame.

‘Well, you were the one who invented it in the first place,’ Zevien wryly thought before he said, “ahem, now name this potion.”

“What! You were serious about it?” Skelly asked with bulging eyes, “I succeeded because of your instruction, and you were the one who found the recipe for it. Where did you find it?”

“Don’t sweat the small details,” Zevien said with a faint smile, “first, let’s go to the alchemy association branch in the city and register it under my name. However, 50% of all profits will go to you, and you will also handle its production by discussing with that famous Umbra Raven Alchemist.”

Skelly was dazed and felt that he was dreaming. Did he step on a golden poop today? He could already see his life-changing.

It was a tier-3 magic potion!!! Not a cabbage from the market!

“Are you sure? 50% profits to me?” Skelly asked with a dazed expression as he still found it unbelievable.

“Yeah, now name the potion,” Zevien said.

“Alright,” Skelly nodded with excitement as he thought for a minute and spoke after slapping his hand on the table, “It shall be named…Bonecretto magic potion! I mixed Tarkao language’s nirvana and bone, so the name basically means Bone Nirvana.”

Zevien fought the laugh coming out of his mouth because Skelly named this same as before the time-rewind.

“Good name,” Zevien nodded with a faint smile, “now let’s go to the Alchemy association branch.”

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