T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World

In an instant, the woman nearby and Narian were stunned into silence.

"Hold your things firmly, try to control your expressions, eat and drink as you please."

As he spoke, Jiang Heyi casually picked up the water pouch the woman had placed on the ground and took a large gulp...

Grass, how can this be wine!

So intense!

Jiang Heyi's throat felt as if it had been pierced by red-hot iron pincers. A violent line of fire burned from the tip of his tongue all the way to the bottom of his stomach, causing a burst of white light to explode in front of his eyes.

My tongue felt numb, and even my teeth felt like they'd been soaked in alcohol.

The choked liquor sprayed out of his nose and fell into the campfire, causing the flames to leap up slightly.

Jiang Heyi's disheveled appearance caused the rest of the team to burst into laughter.

The people around him turned around and saw his tearful appearance, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"The college's little brats grew up drinking honey water."

"I heard that the magicians in the academy can't stand strong liquor. It turns out it's not just a rumor, it's true."

They laughed, but Narian grew anxious.

"Mara, give me your water."

Jiang Heyi took the real water bottle, blew into it to rinse his mouth, and felt the burning sensation in his throat lessen slightly.

The woman swallowed and explained, "We rarely drink water... We need to stay alert when hunting in the wild, and we can't afford potions, so this is the most effective thing. You probably won't like the taste."

I really can't get used to it.

There is no drunkard within the boundary between the real and the virtual.

They recklessly bought the "water of life" and played a punishment game, basically collapsing after drinking only two small cups.

The taste wasn't even half as strong as the liquor in the water sac.

Once Jiang Heyi had recovered, Narian lowered his voice to confirm.

"Really? That amazing?"

"That scroll can definitely save your lives, as long as you don't provoke any particularly outrageous monsters."

Knowing that Jiang Heyi's disdain in front of everyone was to accommodate their performance, Narian, as the troupe leader, was extremely grateful.

At the same time, he also let down his guard, which adventurers always keep.

Jiang Heyi's "disdain" was genuine.

Even with such a precious scroll, he showed no desire or attachment whatsoever, asking for only a single Lion King silver coin.

The chosen ones of the Imperial Academy have such high aspirations and are so arrogant.

Narian calmly reached into his pocket and took out seven more Lion King silver coins.

This is the limit of what his standing currency can provide.

Jiang Heyi did not refuse; he was really short of money.

Eight Lion King Silver Coins should be enough for him to try and purchase some potion materials to accelerate the infusion of magic power after he reaches the next city-state.

I just don't know if there are any good pharmacists.

Thinking of this, Jiang Heyi pictured mint.

"Ah, there's no one better than a mother in this world..."

Chapter 560 Awakening in One Day

Upon learning that the scroll in his hand was extremely valuable, Narian lost his desire to continue hunting and offered to travel with Jiang Heyi.

Including him, the team consisted of 5 people, which is considered small for a group that sticks together for hunting.

The basic unwritten rule for hunting in the wild is to have a full team of 8 people, with only elites operating in teams of around 5.

The strongest member of Narian's team happened to be Nuna, the woman who spoke to him that day. As one of only two mages in the team, she stood out from the crowd with her 4th-tier combat power.

In the early stages of Stellaris, when the maximum level is 20, it would be a level 11 or 12 mini-boss in the wild.

During the journey, Narian and his three companions were curious several times.

As a magician, Jiang Heyi surprisingly did not attempt to cast spells to make his journey easier.

When Nuna asked the question out of curiosity, Jiang Heyi just smiled.

"The teacher said that during outdoor activities, we should try not to consume magic power in order to deal with unexpected situations."

The formulaic, academic answers made some of the team members a little nervous.

It perfectly fits their stereotypes.

Jiang Heyi was very satisfied with the identity she had chosen.

He doesn't need to do or say too much; people will naturally rationalize his actions.

After all, given his outstanding performance last night, who could imagine that the elite of the Imperial Academy in front of them was just a newcomer who had only been there for a day and whose magic had not yet been awakened?

In Anna, where illiteracy is rampant, mastering a foreign language is still too much of a supermodel.

"Fortunately, the jailer was forced to learn a skill by the orange tea vendor. Hopefully, he'll be able to figure it out," Jiang Heyi couldn't help but think.

Heyan City is much smaller in scale than Xiangfeng and Fengjia, which Jiang Heyi had seen in the game.

The empire lacked control over its periphery, so many city-state lords simply outsourced their security operations or abandoned them altogether.

These actions led to the flourishing of the adventurers' group, and the lords were happy to see this flourishing.

Outsourcing that doesn't require compensation for deaths is cheap and easy to use, much cheaper than spending time and effort building a lord's guard and paying salaries.

After entering the city, Jiang Heyi saw Narian constantly greeting his colleagues.

It's clear that he's doing quite well here.

Are there any good pharmacists here?

Narian asked curiously, "Are you going to brew a magic potion?"

Nuna tugged at his sleeve and coughed, "There are several people in the city we've dealt with before. Trust me, they're reliable."

After verbally reciting the names of the people and their locations, Jiang Heyi waved goodbye to the four.

Once his figure disappeared into the rushing crowd, Nuna clicked her tongue in disdain.

"Potion brewing is a private matter, how dare you ask such a question?"

Narian scratched his head sheepishly.

"Not a magician, lacking vigilance..."

Different professions have different taboos.

Among magicians, potion-making is a highly private topic, and those with ulterior motives can glean information about each other's condition from the contents of the potions.

Therefore, generally speaking, magicians will not seek out potion makers of unknown origin to commission potions.

A skilled potion master's clientele always comes from regular customers bringing in newcomers, spreading through word of mouth.

Someone like Jiang Heyi, who dares to find a cunning underage girl who looks like she has albinism to concoct potions at a roadside stall, is someone a normal magician would not dare to do so lightly.

Buying ready-made potions is one thing, but daring to order them by custom?

If other magicians heard this, they would all curse, "Holy crap, is there an idiot here?"

After learning this common knowledge, Jiang Heyi couldn't help but smile.

No wonder Mint was flattered back then.

In her eyes, the seven of them were like clueless newbies who thought they had come up with a brilliant idea, but in reality, they were automatically creating a minefield to step on.

But she happens to be the only dud in the minefield that won't explode—at least, she considers herself a dud.

Of the people Nuna provided, two were loitering on the roadside soliciting customers.

Just like Mint did back then, it caters to adventurers, focusing on a high-traffic area, which is its home turf.

The remaining one has a small shop on the edge of the commercial district in Hersfield.

After searching for a while, Jiang Heyi finally found a shop squeezed among ordinary houses in a dark alley behind rows of houses.

The alley was narrow and cramped, and the shop doors faced a dimly lit wall, requiring candles to be lit inside even during the day.

Jiang Heyi pushed open the door and entered; the room was empty.

Just as he was about to shout, a burly minotaur pushed aside the curtain leading to the inner room and appeared.

"Uh……"

Jiang Heyi admitted that he was somewhat shocked.

A giant minotaur, standing at least two meters tall, stood in front of the shop counter like a demon statue. With its face, which appeared to be shifting and unpredictable in the flickering candlelight, Jiang Heyi would believe it if he said it was a cannibal.

"What can I do for you?"

His voice was deep and powerful; just listening to it, you could feel that he could punch someone so hard that they would be stuck on the wall opposite the shop.

"Nuna introduced me to this place."

After speaking, the Minotaur Alchemist nodded slightly.

"Since you're a regular customer, I can offer you more services." The other person crossed their arms. "Finished potions, custom potions, wound healing, herb recycling—which one are you into?"

"Custom-made potions."

"what type is it?"

"I have the recipe; you just need to follow the recipe to refine it."

The bull-headed man's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked Jiang Heyi up and down suspiciously.

"who are you?"

Jiang Heyi could understand the other person's nervousness; ordinary people simply couldn't possibly have a magic potion recipe.

The other party had already misunderstood him as a competitor who had come to cause trouble.

“I come from the Star Speaker Academy. It’s our summer vacation now, and the academy has assigned us many tasks to complete. One of them is to brew potions.”

Jiang Heyi spread his hands: "My potion-making skills are terrible, so I need to ask someone for help."

Student status is so useful!

The minotaur was stunned. In order to see Jiang Heyi's eyes better, he half-squatted down and rested his big head on the table.

"Your Excellency... why don't you find someone in the capital to refine it? There should be some excellent potion masters there."

“If someone sees me, I’ll get a warning and punishment,” Jiang Heyi said confidently. “So when I’m doing my other homework, I wander around and secretly practice in a secluded place.”

The minotaur was both amused and exasperated. He never expected that his first order of the day would be helping a student with their homework.

Jiang Heyi was given a piece of paper, and after squatting down to read through the recipe and refining details, the minotaur nodded frequently.

He could roughly guess that this was some kind of low-level potion formula that enhanced magic absorption and promoted magic circulation, or something with similar functions.

This kind of magical potion is something the geniuses of the Imperial Academy wouldn't even glance at—it's just garbage from the sewers.

It really does resemble the content of a quiz that the teacher gives to students in a potions course.

He basically believed what Jiang Heyi said.

Jiang Heyi asked, "How much?"

Are there any additional requirements?

Jiang Heyi smiled slyly.

"Refine two portions, one of which is of mediocre quality and the technique is slightly less refined."

"One is of above-average quality, better than the previous one, with relatively fewer flaws."

The minotaur was stunned: "What, why is this happening?"

"I can't concoct such a good potion. If you concoct it perfectly for me, won't the teacher see through it?"

After a while, the minotaur chuckled.