Chapter 81 Making Money

Chapter 81 Making Money

Adam carefully placed the ground-up blazing crystals on the table in front of him. This was the most crucial step in the production of the Potion of Explosion.

After placing the fine powder on the table, the youth carefully imbued it with mana. This process required accurate control of mana output. If one infused less mana than required, the blazing crystal powder would lose all potency.

On the other hand, if one imbued even a sliver of mana more than required, the powder would ignite. In Adam's case, he would be drowned out by a large explosion!

To say that it was dangerous would be an understatement.

Despite the dangers of concocting such a dangerous potion, Adam's expression was calm. Thanks to the memories of the expert, he had to take quite a less detours in reaching where he was today. Moreover, his own handwork and constant practice aided him greatly.

After imbuing the powder with his mana, he placed all of them inside the large cauldron beside him. The cauldron already had a type of purple liquid swirling inside of it and radiating steam.

When the blazing crystal powder came in contact with this liquid, it gradually turned into an orange color.

Adam continued to mix the concoction, while at the same time imbuing mana into it through the ladle at fixed intervals. After about fifteen minutes, the connection was finally ready. The youth extinguished the fire underneath the cauldron and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Man, what a drag!" He wiped the sweat off his forehead with a towel.

For the past couple of days, he'd been constantly concocting Potions of Explosions every day. It had gotten very monotonous for him, but when he thought of all the money he was going to make off of it, he couldn't help but grin foolishly.

The next moment, Adam leisurely weaved a few hand signs and following that, dozens of small magic circles materialized in the air around him.

From each of these magic circles, a spectral floating hand came out.

Rank 1 Spell: Magus Hand!

Adam snapped his fingers and the dozens of barely-invisible hands flew to the wooden shelf in the room and gently grabbed the empty vials kept on it.

Then, the hands brought the vials near the cauldron and carefully lined them up. Another hand grabbed the ladle and began pouring the potions inside the vials.

This was the reply that Berger had sent to him. Blackie had delivered this earlier today.

Adam's expression turned serious as he focused his attention on the contents of the paper. As he continued to read the details, he couldn't help but marvel. "As expected of the old man. He's really a master at his craft."

Although he had acquired the memories and experience of the powerhouse, it didn't mean that he was omniscient. Sometimes, an external perspective truly helps in overcoming certain hurdles.

In the reply, Berger first praised—in his own way, of course—the ingenuity of coming up with such a vision for the experimental dust. Then he gave his own opinion on how Adam could achieve what he had envisioned.

The youth rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought, "If I do as the old man says, my chances of success will increase by quite a large margin. Although, I do have to tweak certain parts—"

Suddenly, Adam stopped what he was doing and immediately turned his head in a certain direction, his eyes narrowed and his gaze cold as ice.

The next moment, he disappeared from the spot and jumped out of the window. He vaulted over the nearby building and jumped from rooftop to rooftop, seemingly chasing someone.

His expression was that of extreme anger. Those bastards still haven't stopped!

He continued to give chase until he finally jumped down and landed in the middle of a crowded street. The people passing by were taken aback at his sudden appearance, but he didn't care.

Adam looked around, trying to find the person who was just spying on him but he couldn't. He had lost the trail!

His eyes narrowed as he thought grimly, I was just now being spied on by someone... but now they've vanished.

Ever since he entered the city, he constantly had this feeling that he was being watched by someone. At first, he thought that it was the Count or his men, but he soon struck down his idea.

Then, he thought that it must be the culprits who were abducting the citizens. But he struck down this idea as well after confirming that the culprit was an undead. After all, if it really was the vampire or his spawns, they wouldn't have been spying on him during the daytime.

Adam's expression turned ghastly.

Just who is it?