Wizard: I use my omniscience to interpret the truth.

Chapter 171 Verification and Gap

"Since you've thought everything through and made your decision, I won't say anything more. After all, this deal won't do me any harm."

At this point, Isolde paused slightly before continuing.

"However, all of this is predicated on the premise that your data and what you say are accurate."

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"If there are any major errors or omissions, then I'm sorry, but I can't afford to harm my own interests. Do you understand?"

Byron nodded, indicating that he understood, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"But mentor, all my verification processes and data are here, you..."

Isolde waved his hand, interrupting Byron: "Byron, you need to understand that the verification process and the data can be altered."

"If you blindly believe what is written in books without verifying it yourself, you will suffer a great loss."

Byron's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he was speechless.

I never imagined that academic fraud and data manipulation would occur in the wizarding world.

Sure enough, this kind of thing doesn't need any teaching; one can learn it on their own.

I just don't know how long it will take for these distorted products like academic cliques and factions to emerge.

At this moment, Byron no longer doubted the existence of these things; he was simply wondering when they would appear in his field of vision and that he would encounter them.

"Byron, come up to the second floor with me and see if the potion you described is really that powerful."

After Isolde finished speaking, she slowly stood up and walked towards the second floor.

Upon hearing this, Byron did not hesitate and immediately followed Isolde to the second-floor laboratory.

After entering the laboratory, Isolde stopped talking to Byron and went about finding all the materials needed for the Apprentice's Spirit Power Perfection Potion and processing them according to the steps in the recipe.

After preparing and processing all the materials, Isolde immediately began to concoct the potion.

As for Byron, he stood aside quietly watching everything.

Seeing Isolde's fluid and graceful movements, Byron couldn't help but admire her.

It's truly astonishing that Instructor Isolde could achieve such a level of skill even though it was his first time refining this kind of potion.

This made Byron realize that the gap between the two could not be bridged by a few advanced instruments.

Is this the true power of a potion master? It's truly astonishing!

It didn't take long for Isolde to concoct the potion and obtain more accurate data than Byron had done using the analyzer.

After confirming that there were no problems with the data, a crack suddenly appeared on the huge experimental table in the laboratory, and a strange creature, completely bound, was brought up and lay steadily on the table.

If it weren't for the creature's extremely ugly appearance and the extra features it had, such as the horns on its head and the tail on its back, Byron would have really thought it was a human.

However, the moment Byron saw the creature, he understood its purpose in being there.

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Official wizards are really rich. The creatures they use for drug trials aren't small creatures like Corolo, but rather another kind of creature whose structure is not much different from humans."

If I were to use this kind of biological drug myself...

Thinking of this, Byron couldn't help but think about the rate at which his laboratory was being consumed, and he quickly dismissed the idea.

If I were to use the same organism as my mentor Isolde to test drugs, I'm afraid I would be bankrupt after just one experiment.

Just as Byron was pondering, Isolde held up the bottle of the concocted potion and poured it directly into the creature's mouth.

Then, to Byron's bewildered gaze, a barrier suddenly appeared on the experimental table, enveloping the creature that had drunk the potion.

The next moment, the events within the barrier seemed to be accelerated; what would have taken a day to complete was now finished in just a few minutes.

Upon seeing this, Byron seemed to realize something, his eyes burning as he stared intently at the barrier and the experimental table.

Isolde seemed to know what Byron was thinking and spoke directly.

"Byron, this is not something you can covet right now. Even if you had several more of these potion recipes, you still couldn't get it."

"Because these two things are not on the same level, no matter how much quantity there is, it cannot offset the qualitative change."

Byron nodded slightly. He was just fantasizing; he didn't really want the thing. After all, he knew his own limitations.

He also understood that one cannot become fat in one bite; his current strength was still too low.

At the same time, rows of dense data were displayed on the barrier, seemingly representing the physical and mental condition of the creature.

After examining it carefully for a while and finding no problems, Isolde slowly nodded, and the creature was swallowed back into the experimental table, its whereabouts unknown.

However, according to Byron's speculation, it is very likely that the creature was sent to the underground factory to continue working.

After all, how could we let him rest if he wasn't dead?

It should be understood that in the wizard's view, every minute a slave rests is equivalent to a loss of his own interests.

No, thinking of this, Byron's expression suddenly became strange. He suddenly remembered the scenes he had seen underground.

In that case, it seems he made a mistake; it should be that even if one dies, there is no way to rest.

Isolde and his companion returned to the first floor and sat on the sofa.

Isolde held the thin potion recipe in her hand and looked at Byron, saying, "Byron, it seems you haven't been affected yet; you're still quite honest."

"Based on my experiments, the experimental report you gave me not only did not falsify anything, exaggerate the advantages of the potion, or downplay its disadvantages, but it even seemed somewhat conservative."

"I'm very satisfied with your potion recipe. Name your price, and I'll buy it if it's reasonable."

Upon hearing this, Byron's expression changed, and he looked intently at his mentor, Isolde.

He was just waiting to hear those words!

Byron's face showed a worried expression, and he spoke with a trembling voice.

"Mentor, to be honest, it took me more than half a year to research this potion recipe. Do you know how much material and effort it took? Two whole batches of Chrollo alone died."

"Honestly, if I weren't about to go to another world on a mission, I really wouldn't be willing to sell this potion recipe."

Isolde looked at Byron's appearance and listened to his words, her expression remaining unchanged, though she even felt a little amused.

After all, these were things she had already played with before. Back in the day, in order to buy a machine she desperately wanted, she sold an improved potion recipe.

Back then, she told her mentor the same story as Byron, about her hardships, hoping to soften his heart and get more benefits.

Now that her student has used this tactic on her, she can only say that the kid is still a bit green.

Back then, she actually cried when she wanted more benefits, unlike Byron who just kept wailing.

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