Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 121 Big Order

A bustling chimera market, the witch's kitchen.

The seasoning masters, who are experts in the enchanting school and whose sense of taste has been altered by magic, are in the kitchen, adding oil and vinegar to the dishes they have made.

It adds many specific schools of enchanting magic to adjust the flavor of dishes, creating delicacies that mortals could never make.

A steak enchanted with the 0.5 ring spell "Tricolor Salt Grains" was served and beautifully arranged in the center of the table where Locke, Yuri, and Zack, the head of the academy's procurement, were sitting.

A second-class wizard apprentice seasoner opened the iron lid on the tricolor salt-coated steak plate, and immediately steam billowed out.

The red, yellow, and blue salt grains are exquisitely beautiful.

A delicious steak is simply irresistible.

"My lords, this is the signature dish of our witch's kitchen: Three-Colored Salt Beef."

"You can't get this without booking seven days in advance. A single dish costs fifteen magic stones. But I can't refuse Lord Zack, so I have to come out immediately and personally make the best three-colored salt-coated steak for the three of you."

"The red salt grains are the crystallized taste of anger, which is spicy; the yellow salt grains are the crystallized taste of happiness, which is sweet; and the blue salt grains are the crystallized taste of sadness, which is salty."

Seasoner Julianne smiled and said, "The three can be eaten alone with the steak, or they can be combined freely. The beef seasoned with the three emotions of happiness, sadness and anger has an unforgettable taste that will make many wizard apprentices who have tasted it linger."

"Please enjoy yourselves, gentlemen."

Zack nodded to her, saying rather coldly, "Okay, go ahead."

Zack was a tall, thin man wearing a fitted black robe and no wizard's hat.

He appeared very thin, which made his hooked nose stand out prominently.

Zack turned around and gave Locke, who was sitting opposite him, and Yuri, who was sitting next to him, a warm smile.

"The dishes made by these seasoners are indeed superb, but there is one drawback: they can spoil your palate and you will become dependent on them in the future."

Locke nodded slightly. He took a bite of the steak, and it was indeed incredibly delicious and unforgettable.

Zach and Yuri had known each other for a long time, as they were both students of Harun Vera.

However, Yuri was a very marginal figure, while Zack, although not a core student, was not exactly an unknown figure on Harun Vera's side either.

Zack asked Yuri, "Junior Burns, I've been keeping an eye on the aging curse you have recently."

"Such an opportunity has recently arisen."

“I heard from several recent private gatherings of Professor Harlan Vera’s students that the University of Verdandia will be sending some students and a few full-fledged wizards over for a short-term exchange and study of potions.”

"Perhaps you can take this opportunity to find someone to help you break the curse of aging. You can give it a try. Your complex problem might pique the research interest of potion makers at the University of Verdandia."

Yuri Burns' eyes lit up. "Really? That's wonderful!"

"Anyway, thank you, senior Zack." She quickly calmed herself down.

After all, she had been tormented by this meaningless hope far too many times before, only to be disappointed each time.

Locke looked at Zack, who was undoubtedly much better informed than him. Zack had the vast network of relationships built by Harlan Vera and various gatherings of fellow disciples, so it was perfectly normal for him to know such news that Locke had never even heard of.

Locke asked, "An exchange meeting?"

Zack smiled, looked at Locke, and nodded. "Yes, wizarding organizations with similar levels in a certain field will hold regular exchange meetings to share knowledge and insights, and to better improve the overall level of the white wizarding community in the southeast corner region in a certain aspect."

"So that knowledge is not confined to a small corner and remains unknown to others."

“That’s different with dark wizards,” Zack said, his expression darkening as he mentioned them.

"If it weren't for the large number of archaeologists among them who were digging up graves and searching for ancient sites, those dark wizards wouldn't have had enough power to fight against us white wizards." "They killed each other, without principles or values, and more people died from internal strife than from war."

Zach undoubtedly values ​​Locke's attitude more.

In his eyes, Locke's three creations in Lijin Secrets are undoubtedly the best proof of Locke's genius as a breeder.

As one of the key figures in the college's procurement team, Zach naturally attached great importance to Locke.

Zack took a sip of his coffee and smiled at Locke, "Speaking of which, our academy's higher-ups have recently been planning an operation. Although we white wizards are relatively weaker in individual combat compared to black wizards, we can act in groups."

"The effect is even greater."

"The academy recently organized a group of first-class wizard apprentices to pour large amounts of Emerald Potion into their water source in the heart of the Blood Curse Court."

"Then, the academy's higher-ups had the weathermen of the Evoking School use the water sources mixed with the Emerald Potion to create hurricanes, torrential rains, and typhoons in the heart of the Blood Curse Court."

Zack suppressed a laugh and said, "Now, the heartland of the Blood Curse Court is raining every day with water mixed with Emerald Green Potion. The soil in all the fields has basically been 'contaminated' by our potion."

"It's said that the vampires at the Blood Curse Court are all hiding in their houses now, afraid to go out. They're terrified that if they go out, they'll get drenched in rainwater mixed with emerald green potion..."

"They also dare not indiscriminately absorb the blood of mortals, because the food of mortals absorbs the components of the Emerald Potion through the soil, causing the blood of mortals who consume that food to also be mixed with the components of the Emerald Potion."

"Hahaha……"

"That's really gratifying." Zack seemed to realize something, covered his face, and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure."

"Augustine the breeder".

"You have no idea how much we've suffered lately. This operation has left the Blood Curse Court's higher-ups furious. It's truly satisfying."

Zack became serious. "But the Blood Curse Tribunal's retaliation should be coming soon, and the academy needs to prepare."

"Therefore, a new round of college procurement was launched. I am in charge of the procurement for the magical plant category."

"To be honest, your Crystal Palm Fire Lotus is of very good quality. This new variety of Palm Fire Lotus is about twice as powerful as the original. It is also safer to transport."

Zack said to Locke, "That's why I wanted to meet such a talented breeder as you in person and thank you for your work."

Zack raised his coffee cup to Locke.

Locke calmed himself down; he knew the crucial moment had arrived.

I'm currently short of money and need a lot of resources, so I'm making the most of the one-month beginner bonus period of the Advanced Meditation Method.

The greatest hope for a solution lies in this centralized procurement.

Zack said, "I want to make a big contract with you for at least 20,000 magic stones, and I will pay you in full at once. In return, you must provide me with 4000 Crystal Palm Fire Lotus of the required quality within the next three months."

"Is that alright? If so, I can sign a contract with you right now and pay you 20,000 magic stones the very next day."

Zach thoughtfully said, "You can use this magic stone to expand your plantation, open up new magic fields, and increase the yield of your Crystal Palm Fire Lotus."

Locke thought for a moment and realized that if he wanted to deliver 4000 Crystal Palm Fire Lotus plants within three months, he would need to cultivate at least one hundred acres of magic fields.

I do own a small to medium-sized plantation of 100 acres; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to take on this task or sign this contract.

If that's still not enough, perhaps a few acres of magical fields can be borrowed for emergency use.

Locke looked at the contract that Zack handed him; the penalties for breach of contract were quite severe, after all, the academy's money wasn't easy to come by.

(End of this chapter)