Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

Now that "The Wizard's Hand" has been broken through, let's take a look at the "Enchantment" ability.

He first picked up the formula for "Secondary Healing Agent".

He had also refined some of this potion in Xingye, but the ingredients were somewhat different from those above.

The main ingredients of the formula are silver leaf grass and hemostatic sphagnum moss, supplemented with a small amount of silver moon grass powder and purified water.

Its function is to accelerate the healing of external injuries and stabilize vital signs.

Thanks to his three special abilities: "Mental Soothing," "Focus," and "Insight," Ian's ability to analyze and learn about unfamiliar potions is astonishingly fast.

He activated "Insight," and the silverleaf grass and hemostatic moss in his eyes were no longer just simple plants.

Instead, it displays veins composed of pale green life energy and earthy yellow healing energy flowing within.

How to combine them, when to invest, how much magic to use to stimulate and catalyze... all these insights naturally emerge.

"Let's begin."

Ian activated the "Enchantment" effect, controlling the wizard's hand to process materials. It felt no different from doing it by hand, and he was incredibly skilled.

It took out a piece of silver leaf grass, cut off the part richest in life energy with a silver knife, put it into the crucible and injected a small amount of magic to activate it, and pale green light spots gradually seeped out.

Next came the hemostatic powder; the moment it was sprinkled in, the earthy yellow energy merged with the green light spots.

……

After all the materials had reacted, the liquid in the crucible stabilized and turned a pale green color.

[Secondary Healing Potion Proficiency +1]

[Secondary Healing Potions: Beginner (42/100)]

"Success on the first try." Ian nodded to himself.

With the help of the Wizard's Hand, the workload will be greatly reduced.

He continued refining, producing vials of pale green potion, which were then placed in a constant-temperature incubator.

With a steady increase in proficiency, the refining speed is getting faster and faster.

In less than an hour, twenty standard-quality secondary treatment doses were neatly stacked in the incubator.

He had completed the task of preparing the treatment.

"It's faster than expected."

Ian rested for a while, drank some water, and picked up the recipe for "Basic Antidote".

The main function of the medicine is to neutralize common biological toxins and low-level curse residues.

This formula is completely different from the one from Star Leaf Potion Shop; it's practically another low-level potion.

The main ingredients are Qingxin grass and Jiedu fern, supplemented with auxiliary materials such as white quartz powder.

The refining process is slightly more complicated than that of the healing potion, requiring an understanding of toxins and the principles of neutralization.

He picked up the notes left by Sterling's sorcery at the table and began to study them.

It contained basic knowledge about low-level potions, but Ian focused on the knowledge about antidotes and curses.

Half an hour later, Ian put down his notebook and began to concoct the antidote.

When "Insight" is activated again, the interior of the Heart-Cleansing Grass contains cool blue purifying energy, while the Detoxifying Fern contains pale golden decomposing energy with a net-like structure.

He first used magic to activate the white quartz powder, forming a stable, neutral base...

……

The first attempt failed due to a minor mistake, but the panel still provided some feedback to the brain.

The second time, Ian adjusted the order of integration and the timing of the magical intervention.

……

[Basic Antidote Proficiency +1]

[Basic Antidote: Beginner (35/100)]

With successful experience, things went smoothly afterwards.

One vial of medicine after another was produced like an assembly line.

Soon, Ian easily completed the task that Sterling Wizard had given him.

He stored the extra medicine separately, keeping it for future use.

Ian closed his eyes and focused his mind, replaying the details of the potion-making process in his head and summarizing his experience.

"During wartime, the demand for these low-level potions is enormous. At this rate, we can quickly become proficient or even master them, and breaking through our limits won't be far off..."

He didn't really care whether these skills improved or not.

He was more concerned with the Crystal Energy Barrier, a spell whose proficiency was less than 200 points away from breaking the limit.

"Here, battles can break out at any time, and they are no longer the minor skirmishes of the past."

Without an instant and stable shield, I always feel unsafe.

He pulled a ring from his pocket; it was a shield ring left behind by the apprentice of the Crimson Court.

"The ring shield isn't very reliable," Ian frowned.

Several battles showed that the ring shield wasn't that tough, and wasn't much tougher than his own.

"Starting tomorrow, after completing the quota tasks, we must increase the intensity of shield training."

After setting his plan, Ian took a dose of the overpowered "Awakening Potion" and began his first deep meditation in the Scorching Canyon.

Outside the camp, night was falling.

The dark red light deep within the canyon became increasingly conspicuous, like the eye of a lurking behemoth.

Day two.

Ian carefully placed the prescribed amount of medicine on his person and opened the door.

The smell of sulfur and the hot wind rushed in, and the dark red light at the bottom of the canyon in the distance appeared slightly dim in the daytime.

The campsite is built against the mountain, and as far as the eye can see, stone houses and tents are scattered, clearly dividing the area into several zones.

He only caught a quick glance when he first arrived yesterday, but now he is truly beginning to observe this "furnace" camp.

The central area is the most orderly, and the three-story core tower is clearly the core of the entire camp.

Sterling the wizard lived inside, and some of his laboratories were also located there.

Surrounding the tower are rows of sturdy stone houses, with the Shadowmoon Tower's Shadowmoon banner fluttering from their rooftops; that is the residence of the academy's senior apprentices.

His stone house was right next to the base, making it very convenient to hand over tasks.

To the east is the workshop and warehouse area, where the sounds of alchemy, enchanting, and forging mingle together, and chimneys emit smoke of different colors.

The west side is covered with tents and simple wooden houses, where people move around most frequently.

Ian walked along the main path, observing carefully.

The camp's personnel were diverse, broadly categorized into three groups.

The first category consists of apprentices from the Shadowmoon Tower, numbering about forty or fifty.

Most of them wore gray robes with student badges on their chests, walked in a hurry, and exuded obvious magical energy.

These people are responsible for the core operations of the camp, such as defensive rune arrays, strategic resource allocation, and frontline intelligence analysis.

The second category consists of personnel dispatched by wizarding families in the surrounding area, totaling approximately two hundred people.

Their clothing varied, with family crests worn on their cuffs or chests.

Of these people, only about thirty truly possessed the skills of a wizard apprentice; the rest were trained servants, craftsmen, and knight-level guards.

The third category consists of civilian logistics personnel recruited temporarily, since apprentices don't have much time to handle many daily chores.

These people number about a hundred and are responsible for basic tasks such as moving, cleaning, and cooking.

Most of them looked tired but moved nimbly. Occasionally, one or two could be seen with the strength of a knight, but there was no magical fluctuation on their bodies.

He also saw some apprentices who looked menacing; these were wounded soldiers who had been transferred here from the front lines to recuperate.

The entire camp has a total population of about 350 to 360 people, which is a suitable size for a logistics base.

The real front lines are further southwest, where the battle against the Crimson Court takes place.

Outside the camp, Ian saw several people wearing black leather armor, exuding a calm demeanor, patrolling.

Those were guards of the Crawford family, said to have reached the level of a Grand Knight.

His eyes were somewhat dazed. "The Great Knight!"

His father was a "strongman" of that level, but in his current perspective, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Even an ordinary intermediate apprentice could easily deal with a Grand Knight.

The two are completely incomparable.