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

Inside the special cage, the Abyssal Corruptor let out another chilling scream.

The crimson poison flowed into its body along the red vines, scorching its fragile soul.

Claire stood behind the reinforced glass, calmly observing everything.

Having been used to this day, this slave is truly worth more than its price.

Not only was it durable, but it also relieved Claire of any psychological burden.

As the abyssal monster's struggle reached its peak, streams of gray mist, visible only to Claire, gushed from its seven orifices and flowed into Claire's body.

After the first sacrifice, that great being did not look at him again, seemingly tacitly allowing his power to be stolen.

At that moment, a tiny, deep blue light flashed by amidst the ever-flowing gray mist.

"really!"

Claire's pupils contracted slightly as she caught this detail.

The psionic energy that suddenly appeared earlier did indeed originate from this:

During his ritual of collecting pain, there is a chance that a small amount of psionic energy will be generated and collected into his body along with the pain.

He doesn't understand the principle.

Is it that great being who is connected to the spirit world?

Or perhaps, under extreme circumstances, the soul might be able to communicate with the spirit world?

Claire's current knowledge is completely insufficient to prove this, but that does not prevent him from using it.

Now that we've figured out the pattern, we naturally want as much psionic energy as possible.

He also kept in mind the warning: any action involving psychic energy and the spirit world will lead to spiritual pollution.

Therefore, after each collection, he would conduct a self-check to remove any contamination.

Fortunately, the amount of psionic energy he summoned was very small, and the pollution was negligible, so it could be eliminated without incurring a high cost.

After numerous experiments, Claire came to the following conclusion:

One vial of psychoactive agent can be sacrificed to produce enough neutralizer to burn for ten hours, theoretically enough to supply ten vials of boiling potion.

The spiritual energy gained from pain can be used to remove the side effects of the two bottles of Boiling Flow potion.

Claire nodded in satisfaction as she looked at the two rows of medicines neatly arranged in the constant temperature cabinet.

Each bottle of Boiling Potion was so clear and translucent that it was breathtaking. It seemed as if there were tiny lightning bolts moving inside the liquid, and it was so pure that there was not a trace of impurity.

These instant-use enhancement potions have always been popular, but their fate is often affected by side effects after they are released to the market.

After all, people tend to trust negative reviews more than positive ones. This is especially true when it comes to matters of life and death.

Boiling agents, which have no side effects, have an overwhelming advantage in this situation.

"The refining speed is just a bit too slow," Claire said, frowning slightly.

It takes nearly an hour to brew a bottle of boiling potion, and he can't keep brewing it forever; he always needs to stop and meditate to recover his mental energy.

Claire couldn't help but think of Ura.

As a sea creature alchemist, it can offer sacrifices in exchange for neutralizing agents and concoct its own medicine.

It can even use local materials to reduce costs.

All you need to do is condense your spiritual energy into a physical form and give it to it.

Unfortunately, judging by the timeline, the new conquerors should have already led their legions to the Blue Sea Realm, initiating a new round of interdimensional conquest.

Going back now, it's uncertain whether he'll be able to see Ula; he himself will definitely be forcibly conscripted into the army.

"Forget it, let's sell this batch first and test the waters."

Bang bang bang!

Just as Claire was about to put the medicine away, there was a sudden, violent knocking on the laboratory door.

He frowned and waved to open the access control.

A familiar figure rushed in with great fanfare.

"Claire! You bastard! What were you doing in there?!"

It's Rhodes.

"What's wrong?" Claire didn't understand why he was so angry. "Didn't you say you were going to find a girl to travel to another world to celebrate your advancement? Why are you back so soon?"

"If I don't come back soon, I'll have no pants to wear!"

Rod slammed his hand on the table in annoyance, and a line of striking red text immediately appeared on it:

[Balance: -172 Magic Stones]

From the emblem icon beneath the text, Claire recognized that the balance information must have come from the magic stone card that Rhodes had lent him.

"Negative numbers?" He was taken aback. "What does that mean? I've been using it normally."

He spent the week brewing potions, getting into the habit of "buying" materials directly from the parchment.

The items always arrived quickly, without any indication that the balance was insufficient.

"Brother! Before using the functions of the college lab, could you please read the instruction manual first?"

"That parchment is for those who need to maintain a state of alchemy, so that they don't have to interrupt their so-called golden touch while purchasing materials."

"So even if the linked magic stone card has insufficient balance, the parchment will still be shipped as usual, and then high overdraft interest will be charged."

Rod clutched his head and let out a shriek like a groundhog: "Do you know how exorbitant those interest rates are?! You've overdrawn so much!"

He recounted his embarrassing experience of being short of money in front of his travel companions, becoming increasingly agitated as he spoke, and on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't know..." Claire coughed awkwardly. "By the way, my potion was a great success, it'll definitely fetch a good price."

He quickly opened the incubator and handed a bottle of boiling potion to Rhodes.

"Why would I give it to you! I'm not a potion master, I don't see its value!"

"Even if you say it can sell for a thousand magic stones, I only want my two hundred magic stones... Waaah, my magic stones..."

Despite saying that, his gaze still lingered unconsciously on the jade-like color of the boiling potion.

"Wow! It's actually quite pretty. This bottle probably could really sell for a thousand magic stones, right?"

"How could that be?" Claire was amazed by the way this clown changed his tune so quickly. "I've never sold them either, but I've seen that the standard price for this level of enhancement potion in the academy's resource library is between ten and thirty magic stones."

"Given the quality of this bottle, it should be able to sell for over twenty-five yuan without any problem."

Including the mental toxin that stimulates the tainted ones of the abyss, and the cost of renting the laboratory, the cost of a bottle of Boiling Flow Potion is roughly five magic stones.

Even if the college's resource pool were to acquire it, and they were to lower the price by 20%, the profit would still be considerable!

"So many?" Rod's eyes widened as he looked into the incubator. "One, two, three... thirty bottles? That's more than enough to break even!"

"That's right, aren't you supposed to be very resourceful? Help me sell this box of potions, pay off your debt first, and we'll split the rest fifty-fifty!"

"make a deal!"

Rhodes swept the potion from the constant temperature box into his spatial artifact, turned around and left, afraid that Claire would change her mind.

However, he hadn't taken more than two steps before turning back.

"Wait a minute, although my debts are settled, not only has my happy trip come to an abrupt end, but I've also lost face in front of a pretty girl."

Claire raised an eyebrow: "So?"

"So you have to compensate me! You have to guide me on my first interdimensional expedition after I've advanced to intermediate apprentice level!"

"I'll go sell the potion later, and we'll set off tomorrow!"

Upon hearing this, Claire's first reaction was to refuse.

Having mastered the method of obtaining psionic energy, he was eager to try it on other potions.

But all his current possessions are with Rhodes...

"Okay, I promise you."

……

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The Hall of War.

There never seems to be a shortage of people here.

The space beneath the enormous, transparent sphere of light was packed with apprentices, and the high ceiling was filled with the cacophony of voices.

Claire and Rod stood by a pillar in the corner, staring blankly at the passing crowd.

After agreeing to Rhodes' request, Claire immediately contacted Kyle, with whom she had previously collaborated.

Unfortunately, the other party said that several members of the team were dealing with personal matters, and he himself was preparing to take the entrance exam for a wizarding academy.

Left with no other option, Claire took Rhodes and tried their luck in the mission hall.

As he expected, neither of the two middle-aged apprentices, who looked quite young, would be willing to team up with him.

Occasionally, a few people would notice the apprentice potion master badge on Claire's chest and come up to chat with her enthusiastically.

The conversation was going very well, but when Claire suggested pairing up with Rhodes, they immediately stopped smiling and politely declined.

There was even a burly man who, after learning about Rhodes' situation, rolled his eyes without any attempt to hide it, and left behind a sarcastic remark.

After several such incidents, even someone as confident as Rod was now deflated.

"It's alright," Claire reassured her. "Everyone starts as a beginner."

However, he didn't have any good solutions to this situation.

The only option is for the two of them to team up in place and then find a simple and safe support role.