Alchemist In The Apocalypse: Rise Of A Legend!



[Ace POV],

One of the saying that was mostly true in my former world was probably "When you put your mind to something and don't give up, you'll surely succeed." In addition to being a proverb, depending on how one looked at it, it might be considered to be something reasonable.

In my case, which involved creating pills, one of the factors contributing to the success of the pills I've created in the past was the fact that, despite the numerous failures I'd encountered while trying to make a pill and other alchemy products, I never rested on them or gave up trying to successfully create them.

Resting in the sense that I never half seriously wanted to accomplish something therefore I was always concentrated on what I was doing and felt that with sufficient time and experience, I'd be able to succeed in the end.

This is exactly what happened, and I was ultimately able to create a rank 1 mana pill, but its purity level was precisely 30%.

This time, I came so close to failing that it almost qualified as a failure.

Of course, while my approach towards producing something with alchemy and creating things, in general, made an impact in this successful pill-concocting process, what actually played a huge role in everything was my job perks and title.

I could already picture myself having to spend an additional day or two trying to figure out how to create a rank 1 mana pill of the lowest purity if I did not have these two.

Given that the pill was only 30% pure even with these two assisting me, perhaps I was even exaggerating my abilities. 

This might be viewed as nothing seen I could just wind up failing on my next try.

Even though the 30% pure rank 1 mana pill I had just managed to create was something that could be called a pill ready to consume, I did not see it as anything really different from a failed pill or poison if taken continuously. Now imagine if I had not had my job supporting my concocting session or had not had my title that allowed me to learn really fast from what I was doing.

I turned to look at the pill in my palm and thought, "It has been so long since I've seen a pill with so many impurities."

It had the typical pill ball shape, and due to the enormous quantity of impurities in it, the appearance of the pill was almost completely covered in black spots. Aside from the mana that the pill was emitting, what really distinguished it apart from unranked pills in appearance was the ring surrounding it.

It had a circular shape and was blue in tone.

Even though it was my first time seeing it, it wasn't unexpected for me because I already knew about the ring before I started working on the rank 1 mana pill.

All ranked pills have the same ring around them.

According to my knowledge, it was what one could use to determine the rank of the pill simply by looking at it.

Unranked pills had no distinguishing symbols or rings, making it simple to identify one when one is seen without having to be aware of the mana it is emitting.

One ring would surround a rank 1 pill, two rings would surround a rank 2 pill, and so forth.

The symbols on the ranked pills, which in this case were circles, were also said to change when the rank of a pill reached a particular level, according to the knowledge in my head.

I didn't really care to learn anything about it because I was still quite a ways off from that level of course.

In the unlikely event that I did need to know something, I could just browse through the knowledge I already had in my head without having to worry about it.

I continued to think of these things while looking at the pill in my palm and deciding to make another one.

As they say, it's better to strike while the iron is hot, therefore I had to keep creating the pill whenever I could until I became accustomed to occasionally producing a rank 1 mana pill, even if it had the lowest purity level.

If I can make this work, I think it won't be long before I can easily create a variety of rank 1 pills. If I'm successful, I might even become proficient enough to start producing extras to sell in the shop.

The notion of getting money by concocting medications and creating products without having to go out was too attractive for me, but it couldn't be true, at least not yet, because I would soon have to go out and make a lot of gold coins to contact my family.

I got up from the chair I was sitting in as I considered this and stretched my body a little to feel more comfortable.

After doing this, I went on to clean the lab, burn the waste that needed to be incinerated, and set the leftover waste aside.

I was going to begin another concocting session with the intention of being able to raise my success rate in producing the rank 1 mana pill. I would not stop until I began to notice significant progress.

This was my plan, therefore everything had to be in place.

As I went about doing this, I wondered if I should take a bath because I was feeling a little stuck-up from my last session of concocting and it was making me feel uncomfortable.

For starters, even if I took a bath now, I would still be sweating when I started making pills. However, given that I intended to keep at it for a long time before stopping to rest, it was preferable for me to take a bath now rather than risk having my sweat accumulate on me, which would be very uncomfortable.

I quickly finished my work in the lab while keeping this in mind, and then I started to go to the restroom. However, as soon as I moved a few steps away from my makeshift lab, I heard a familiar sound reverberate in the basement.

When Blue shrieked, the same sound would erupt from him.

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I turned around when I heard the recognisable screech of blue and went to my room to confirm that it was indeed blue that was making the noise.

pαndα---noνɐ1,сoМ Since only the two of us were originally intended to be in the mansion and in the basement by ourselves, it had to be from blue. I was correct because as soon as I walked into my room, I saw a particular small gryphon on the floor trying to rise up but continually falling because its body was shaking, which indicated its weak state.

As soon as I noticed this, I hurried to carry Blue up, and he instantly began to let out sobbing sounds while his body continued to tremble.

I could tell from the feeling he conveyed that Blue was hurting right now.

I made an effort to speak with him, and even though it came off awkwardly, I was able to learn that Blue was fine other than the fact that his body hurt a lot.

I was made aware of this by Blue, who gave me the information.

Blue had really poor communication skills, perhaps as a result of his youth, so it took me a long to figure out what he was experiencing and how he was expressing it.

Either that, or he lacked the necessary level of experience to be able to effectively communicate.

Whatever the cause, I suppose it all came down to the fact that Blue was still so young.

I stroked my hand around the gryphon's body to soothe it down after determining what was causing the young creature to become weak.

I wasn't sure if this was going to work because I was calming it down the same way humans on my planet did for their dogs and cats.

My hands kind of moved awkwardly because it was new to me, but fortunately, what I was doing appeared to be effective because Blue stopped moaning in pain and began to breathe gently.

When I saw this, I knew he had calmed down, but it did not mean he had stopped experiencing the aches. Nevertheless, this was only a small concern because they will pass soon.

Now that Blue was awake, I chose to clean him first before feeding him because I knew he would be hungry.

It was two birds with one stone because I also wanted to take a bath.

I made sure that Blue was cosy in my arms as I proceeded and gently made my way from my room to the basement to the bathroom while I contemplated this.

The outside of blue appeared to be in perfect condition, but I was unable to verify that the inside was the same.

It was given a lot of health pills at the time of the injury so it wouldn't die, but that doesn't imply there weren't any concealed interior wounds.

'I should give Blue some food and give it some health pills after we bath,' I thought as I made my way to the bathroom.