Alright! Today your task is to sweep Area 3, and also freeze all the Fire Ant Grass……”
Kroft handed out the tasks.
Leylin nodded his head and picked up the tools lying in the corner of the lab, and then headed to Area 3.
“Congratulations, Leylin!” During Leylin’s break time, Bicky came before Leylin.
“I was just lucky!” Leylin smiled lightly.
Bicky had come here a year earlier than him and was also a level 1 acolyte.
“Once you are a level 2 acolyte, you will be able to use rank 0 spells! Also, the mind runes will only get increasingly difficult. I still have to persevere for at least another year of meditation before I have a chance at advancing.”
With the A.I. Chip, Leylin was fully aware of the situation he was in.
On the other side, Merlin, who was boring over his experiments, raised his head and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.
Leylin nodded his head in acknowledgement. He knew that this senior of his had burnt the muscles of his face in an experiment and was now unable to make any facial expressions.
“Magi experiments are really treacherous!” Leylin shook his head.
Leylin was rather efficient and normally finished the task Kroft gave him by noon. If there was spare time in the afternoon, he would go listen to the public lessons.
“Goodbye!” After saying goodbye to Bicky and Merlin, Leylin did not go to the academic area but instead went to the trading post.
The trading post was huge and was located beside the Mission Area. However, it was rather chaotic; many grey-robed acolytes set up stalls, with an erect signboard stating the items and conditions that they wished to sell or trade.
Once in awhile, a few acolytes would engage in haggling, it was extremely bustling.
“It seems like only acolytes are around. As for the Magi, they should have another area to trade in!” Leylin looked on and only saw grey robes, not a single white or black robed Magus was present.
Leylin browsed through the stalls. Some of them were set up on the floor, similar to the previous world’s street vendors, and looked to be a little dirty.
The floor stalls’ items belonged to the miscellaneous category; most of them were bows, knives, darts and so on. There were also the fur, livers, and eyes of living organisms, and some still had traces of blood. The rest were some other items that Leylin could not identify.
As for potions, every stall with ‘Potions’ on its signboard had acolytes clamouring over them. The stall owners all had calm expressions and radiated strong energy waves.
According to the estimation of the A.I. Chip, most of these acolytes were level 3 acolytes!
“As expected, the rarity of potions is above my imagination, not to mention magic artifacts, not a single one is on sale!
Leylin thought of Jayden, who previously used the green coloured badge. That was a low-grade magic artifact, similar to the ring he had before.
A level 1 acolyte could not use any spells, but Jayden had previously subdued Kaliweir through the green badge magic artifact.
“Now it seems like the magic artifact was given to Jayden by Dorotte!”
Leylin could not help but be a little envious. He previously owned a magic artifact too, but unfortunately, it had been broken and was used in the transaction for applying to the academy. With these conditions now, it would be extremely difficult to obtain another one.
Leylin looked at the goods on display as he walked towards the centre of the trading post.
There were a few wooden huts here, and they seemed to have higher standards compared to the surroundings. The acolytes who occasionally walked in and out radiated strong energy waves.
Leylin casually walked into a shop selling potions.
“What do you need?” The shop owner was a fatty and wore a grey robe. He looked to be a little lazy. According to the readings of the A.I. Chip, he was also a level 3 acolyte and even carried a magic artifact.
“I need a set of equipment so that I can practice brewing potions!” Leylin said unhurriedly.
“Another one who is dreaming! And it’s actually a level 1 acolyte who wants to try brewing potions! You think you’re Merlin?” The fatty scolded him.
“Excuse me, Merlin is my senior and we have the same mentor!” Leylin replied.
“So it’s like this! It turns out you’re Kroft’s apprentice, so already brewing potions at this stage is understandable, it is understandable!” The fatty’s face seemed to be filled with spirit, “So you’re Merlin’s junior, hello, I am Woox!”
The fatty introduced himself, and there was a cunning expression on his face, “Rather than potion brewing, if you are able to get me some of Merlin’s potions, I will give a good price for them. Of course, if they were made by Professor Kroft, it would be even better……”
“My apologies! Professor Kroft’s potions are impossible! As for Merlin’s, I’ll give it a try!” Leylin rolled his eyes, but he did not reject him outrightly.