Wizards: Starting with Synthetic Gems

Chapter 149 Starlight Apprentice
On the second floor of the healing facility, a first-class wizard apprentice, the most senior and also the invisible second-floor manager, was in charge of presiding over this celebration for Angron.

"Please, Senior Angron, give us a speech and share your insights on potions..."

"Everyone, please applaud..."

This man was undoubtedly cunning; he knew that if it were just a simple celebration, most first-class wizard apprentices probably wouldn't be interested.

But if Angron were to share some of his insights on potions, even if it were just a tiny bit of useful information, everyone would really perk up.

Sure enough, under his influence, many of the first-class wizard apprentices who had previously been indifferent began to applaud.

The imposing and tall Angron walked into the middle of the crowd with a smile and began a speech, enjoying the admiring gazes of the crowd. At the end of his eloquent speech, he also announced that he would be joining the Healing Hands Clinic this year.

Angron's gaze swept over the group. "In order to cope with the increasingly intense wizard wars, on the advice of my wizard mentor Harlan Vera, I have decided to set up an Angron Workshop here, and I have already applied to the academy, which will be approved soon."

With a slight smile, Angron said, "Angron Studio will be responsible for the special treatment on the second floor, specifically targeting the particularly troublesome evil curses cast on white wizards by the Blood Curse Court's wizard seeds."

"This will greatly reduce everyone's workload."

“Angron Studio will be staffed daily with one first-class wizard apprentice…my junior sister, and five second-class wizard apprentices. And I will also come to the clinic to help when there are really difficult problems.”

Anglong said, "Everyone, if you have any patients you can't solve in the future, and I happen to be at the clinic, you can come and ask me for advice. It's all free."

"If you don't mind, you can vote for me in this year's Star Apprentice election."

Sparse applause rang out from the second floor. People reacted differently to the incident; some were expressionless, as if it were none of their business.

Some people looked disdainful, while others genuinely admired Angron and were therefore quite excited.

Regardless of what kind of person Angron is, his expertise in potions is indeed among the best of the younger generation.

His arrival will undoubtedly reduce the stress for many people.

Anglu, Aisie, and Locke stood at the very edge of the crowd.

Anglu scoffed dismissively, "That sounds nice, but it's just because the Healing Center created those three excellent healer slots and one outstanding healer slot this year to encourage us potion-making assistants."

"The spot for an outstanding healer will grant you three bottles of Spirit Vision Tears. Spirit Vision Tears is one of the most complex potions during the apprenticeship stage, and it can temporarily and significantly enhance mental strength."

"If we want to conduct an experiment that requires a lot of magic power, or to brew a potion, we need to use this kind of potion as an aid. So it is considered a commonly used but very expensive item in the potion master's assistant stage."

"Outstanding healers, if selected, may even receive a bottle of [Hive Consciousness Potion], a first-level potion that greatly enhances mental strength."

"He must have heard about this from his wizarding mentor, which is why he rushed to set up a workshop here. But even so, he's unwilling to stay at the Healing Hand Clinic like we do; instead, he's opening a special clinic here."

Locke looked at him in confusion. "How did you know? I had no idea."

Anglu replied, "Oh, this news won't be announced for another week. I learned about it through my wizard mentor's network of connections."

Locke nodded slightly. His wizard mentor, the witch Sophia, didn't have many connections at Lilith's Cottage, so it was normal that she was relatively behind on such information.

Anglu said, "The selection of outstanding healers is mainly based on the level of curse on the patients we treat, and secondly on the number of patients we treat."

Locke nodded slightly. It was probably because the wizard war was getting more and more intense that the number of white wizards from various wizarding academies coming to the healing center had also increased dramatically.

However, the clinic couldn't afford to pay the potion-making assistants much, so they used this method to incentivize them.

After all, even if the reward for four spots is very valuable, it is still less expensive than the cost of comprehensively increasing the salaries of the potion-making assistants in the healing center.

In particular, the clinics basically use the money meant for treating first-class wizard apprentices to subsidize second-class and third-class wizard apprentices, otherwise they simply cannot afford any medical treatment.

If a large number of low-level wizard apprentices die in the academy, it will lead to a shortage of qualified successors in the next ten years.

Therefore, the healing center now actually intends to pressure them, the potion master's assistants, to take a cut.

Anglu said, "As for the Star Apprentice, it's an old, traditional award title, chosen every five years."

"The title doesn't offer much in terms of rewards. It's basically a vote to select the most outstanding first-class wizard apprentices. It's really about popularity, and most first-class wizard apprentices won't be so idle as to vote."

"That was just a title to increase the emotional connection between the wizards in the academy."

Aisie chuckled softly, "That Angron, he really doesn't want to let any reward slip by. It's a pity that the truly valuable ones, like the title of chief apprentice, depend on a comprehensive evaluation and the number of articles published."

"His attempts to manage things with such petty tricks are completely useless." Locke now realized that the world of a first-class wizard apprentice was actually full of twists and turns.

He had just been promoted to a first-class wizard apprentice and had no idea how things worked at this level.

First-class wizarding apprentices like them, who had no prior experience, sat at one table; first-class wizarding apprentices with some achievements, who had opened various botanical gardens and alchemy workshops, sat at another table; and wizarding apprentices in the academy, like Angron, who were vying for various titles, sat at yet another table.

However, as his plantation and pharmacy were established, his status quickly rose among first-class wizard apprentices.

Recently, I have indeed been invited to attend gatherings of some basic community groups and local wizarding families, intentionally or unintentionally, through various means.

I was just too busy and felt that these kinds of activities were meaningless, so I decided to focus on my own work and didn't pay any attention to them.

At that time, Anglu and Aisi were still privately mocking Anglu's shamelessness, but Locke coughed lightly, interrupting the two.

The two turned their heads and were shocked to find that Angron was walking towards them.

Both of them were very embarrassed, and even a little scared, after all, Angron was indeed more skilled and capable than them, and his status was also higher.

The two of them were just cricket chatting in private and didn't want Angron to hear them.

To their surprise, Angron basically ignored the two of them, only nodding slightly to them out of politeness before fixing his gaze on Locke.

With a fake smile on his face, Angron asked Locke, "Is this Locke Augustine, the potion master?"

Locke nodded, puzzled. "Yes, Senior Angron, what's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Anglong's smile widened. "No, no, it's just that I've been hearing my mentor, Harlan Vera, mention you quite often lately. There aren't many students who get their teachers to mention them so frequently."

“Junior Locke, if you encounter any problems you don’t understand in the treatment center in the future, you can always come to my studio to ask me or my assistant for help.”

Anglong laughed heartily, "Alright, senior, I'll be going now. I didn't expect to see you here today, I'm really lucky."

Locke greeted him while watching Angron's departing figure with a slight frown.

He glanced at his ominous mandrake vines, which hadn't turned red, but Angron's attitude just now made him feel strange.

Although there was nothing wrong with my appearance, I felt something was off. The other person seemed to notice that I was very nervous and was very wary of me.

I just don't know what the other party is nervous about.

I shouldn't have any interaction with him, right?

Anglu and Aisi breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him leave.

Aisha quickly asked Locke, "Locke, have you ever dealt with him?"

Anglu also looked at Locke.

Locke spread his hands and shook his head. "No, not at all."

"So I don't know what's going on."

Anglu frowned slightly and began to think. "He has a sense of apprehension towards you, which is why he deliberately acts as if you are a complete junior, making it seem as if you must ask him for advice, or even ask his assistant."

Anglu said, "Locke, you'd better have less contact with him. Anglu is too competitive and jealous. And the atmosphere around his wizard mentors is more about respecting genius and results."

Locke thanked him and said, "Okay, I understand. I probably won't run into him again; he can't come to the treatment center often anyway."

"I still have a lot of things to do."

Although Locke couldn't figure out the exact reason behind Angron's strange attitude, he really didn't want to have too much contact with him.

Anyway, I didn't have much interaction with him.

My most important task now is to pass the breeder exam presided over by my ancestral master, and to figure out a way to shorten the time it takes to reach 600 mental strength.

"The Swarm Consciousness Potion..." Locke pondered, "So, there are still plenty of resources available to rapidly increase magical power; it's just that I don't have the money to buy it right now."

'To earn the title of Outstanding Healer, one needs remarkable achievements in potion-making, particularly in the area of ​​curing curses.'

(End of this chapter)