Wizard: I'm leveling up by AFK in another world

Claire was looking for a service counter to inquire about the process when a tall figure suddenly blocked her way.

"Hey bro, is this your first time here?"

Blocking the way was a burly man over two meters tall, carrying a giant tower shield almost as tall as himself on his back, his muscles bulging like granite.

Behind him were four other people, two men and two women.

"What's up?"

"Don't be nervous," the burly man said with a good-natured smile. "I mean no harm. It's just that I noticed the badge on your chest when you came in."

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Kyle. We're a team of five, and we've already participated in two interdimensional expeditions together. We have excellent teamwork."

Kelton paused for a moment, then finally revealed his purpose:

"We've just accepted a conquest mission for a small world, with very generous rewards. However, the environment of that world is quite unique, filled with various unknown toxins and miasma."

"We need a knowledgeable potion master to accompany us, responsible for identifying the materials and preparing the antidote on-site."

"We originally had a potion master we were working with, but he... well, he unfortunately died in another mission last week."

Kyle looked at Claire and extended his hand earnestly: "You see you're all alone, and look like it's your first time in the Hall of War. Instead of going to those dangerous places alone to try your luck, why not join us?"

"Regarding the distribution of spoils, the potion materials are yours first, and you can take 10% of the other profits."

"So? Interested in chatting?"

Claire did not shake hands immediately.

"Fifteen percent of the other profits. Moreover, if I encounter any special biological samples that I fancy, I will have the first priority to dispose of them."

Kyle and his teammates behind him exchanged a glance, then burst into hearty laughter, grabbing Claire's hand: "Deal! Welcome to the team, Mr. Potions Master."

"The mission is in a month. We'll meet here again then."

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Blue Ocean Boundary, Giant Whale City.

Compared to the bustling atmosphere of my last visit, Whale City now exudes a more somber and desolate air.

Patrol teams in standard armor filled the streets, and airships loaded with supplies flew overhead, making a deafening roar.

Claire did not linger in the city and went straight to the port area.

According to the intelligence he gathered, there are traces of giant shovel turtles in the "Black Smokers" volcanic cluster located in the south of Whale City.

However, that area is a dangerous deep-sea zone, and ordinary passenger ships dare not approach it.

To get there, he needed to find a fleet of ocean-going ships.

The port area is extremely crowded.

Claire weaved through the crowd, her gaze quickly sweeping over the recruitment notice boards plastered with posters.

"The escort team heading to the eastern mining area..."

"Exploring shipwrecks in the north..."

"High reward offered for information leading to the survival of a deep-sea shark..."

None of them were what he was looking for.

He continued until he reached the deepest part of the harbor, which was a private berthing area belonging to large chambers of commerce.

An urgent recruitment notice posted at the entrance of the "White Conch Chamber of Commerce" office caught his eye.

[Urgent Recruitment: The Chamber of Commerce's transport ship is about to set sail to deliver a batch of strategic supplies to the "Black Iron Outpost" in the south]

[Urgently Needing: One Potions Master for Shipboard Missions]

[Requirements: Must hold relevant qualification certificates certified by the college and be proficient in detoxification and first aid]

[Benefits: 5 Magic Stones per day, private luxury cabin, and a Silver-level Friendship Medal from the Merchant Guild upon completion of the voyage]

The person in charge of the interviews was a one-eyed manager with a burly face and a mechanical prosthetic eye.

He was irritably waving the roster in his hand, shooing away unqualified applicants one by one like flies.

"What bad luck! These days, finding a knowledgeable potion master is harder than finding a three-legged toad! All those pampered potion masters have been conscripted into the army. Who would want to come with us to that godforsaken place in the south?"

The one-eyed manager grumbled as he took a sip of cheap rum: "The higher-ups are pushing hard. If we can't find anyone by tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll lose my job."

Just then, a slender hand gently placed the recruitment notice on his desk.

"I heard you're looking for a potion master?"

The one-eyed manager looked up impatiently: "Which arrogant brat is it again... uh?"

His voice was stuck in his throat.

In the dim light, the badge pinned to the newcomer's chest gleamed silver, engraved with an ouroboros entwined with herbs.

"Meeting...an apprentice potion master?!"

The one-eyed manager instantly sobered up halfway from the smell of alcohol.

He hurriedly stood up, his mechanical prosthetic eye spinning rapidly, scanning the badge for authenticity.

"Certified by the Grey Amber Wizarding Academy... Authentic!"

His attitude changed 360 degrees in an instant, his face was full of fawning smiles, and it even looked a little distorted because he was trying too hard.

"Oh dear! Your Excellency! Why have you come to such a filthy place? Quickly! Please have a seat! Pour some tea! Pour the best sea mist tea!"

Claire sat down calmly and said indifferently, "No need to trouble yourself. My name is Claire, and I'm on my way to collect some special experimental materials in the southern waters. I just happened to see your ship passing by."

"On the way? Oh, of course!"

The steward rubbed his hands together, grinning from ear to ear, "It's our honor to have such a distinguished potion master as you on board! However... the southern seas have been quite turbulent lately, with frequent activity from sea creature rebels and magical beasts..."

"Since I've come, I don't care about such things," Claire said. "Besides, I need more than just a cabin and five magic stones a day."

"Go ahead and say it! Ask whatever you want!"

"If we encounter any extraordinary sea monsters on the way, I must have the priority to handle their carcasses, provided that the safety of the fleet is guaranteed."

"No problem!" the manager immediately approved. "Forget corpses, even if you capture someone alive, we'll tie them up and bring them to your room!"

For the Chamber of Commerce, compared to a ship full of priceless strategic materials, a few sea monster carcasses were nothing.

"make a deal."

Half an hour later, at the port terminal.

A colossal vessel lay silently anchored on the sea.

This is a massive transport ship that has undergone extensive modifications, with a hull length of 200 meters and its entire body covered in thick enchanted armor.

The ship's sides were densely packed with magic cannons, making it look like a mobile sea fortress.

Led personally by the one-eyed steward, Claire walked through the private VIP passage and boarded the deck.

"Lady Claire, this is your room."

The steward led Claire to the top floor of the ship's deck.

The place offers a wide view and is luxuriously decorated.

Not only does it have a soft down bed and a separate washroom, but it also has a small alchemy lab table that was temporarily installed to accommodate the work of the potion master.

"Very good." Claire nodded in satisfaction.

"I'm glad you're satisfied. We'll be setting sail in half an hour, and dinner will be delivered to your room. If there's nothing else, I won't disturb your rest any longer."

The steward respectfully withdrew and considerately closed the door behind him.