Chapter 119 Nutrient Potions

  "Kill!!"

  The loud shouts of battle echoed across the training ground.

  The barbarian soldiers were sweating profusely; their voices were hoarse but exuded an unmatched strength.

  Matthew shifted his gaze away from them, fog on the devil's root in his hand, carefully reviewing Instructor Arnold's secret recipe:

  "Nutrient Potion, Intermediate Potion, Success Rate: 65%."

  Having not even practiced yet, the success rate was already so high, Matthew felt entirely fident and turo head towards the boratory, instrug Butler Ralph as he went:

  "Notify the armory. That batch of semi-finished products ow be processed."

  "Also, issue the territory defeask. It's time for the adveo pit for us."

  Thinking about the distress unication from Adam Smith, Butler Ralph looked at Matthew’s calm fad said nothing, immediately going te and coorditers.

  Exhaling softly, Matthew g his restored luck value and walked into the boratory.

  Bright light illumihe entire b.

  What was ohe size of a small chamber had been expanded into a miniature pza.

  The walls had been transformed by Matthew’s magito thick stone walls using the Mud to Stone spell.

  The walls were etched with plex magical runes, including entments for material reinfort, corrosioance, shock absorption, soundproofing, and anti-surveilnce spells.

  The stone chambers were separated into different boratories.

  In the rgest golem boratory, Mountain was hard at work.

  The smooth walls reflected the image of new s being formed.

  Mountain's form had subtly ged to resemble a human more closely, as it stood before a nearly pleted .

  Waves of earthy yellow elemental energy spread through the golem as Mountain lifted its hand, enveloping the entire cy figure.

  Matthew could clearly see that wherever Mountain’s hand touched the , plex magical structures began f rapidly.

  Iingly, after finishing the magic structure on the arm of the first golem, Mountain moved to the sed and started w on its arm.

  In no time, all five s' arms were pleted, and Mountaiuro the first golem to work oher arm.

  It seemed that Mountain was already experimenting with assembly-line produ teiques.

  Perhaps soon, Matthew's pn to upgrade Mountain into a more advaool" might bee a reality.

  Arriving iion b, Matthew began processing the materials needed for the nutrient potions.

  Thanks to Old Vilge Chief Field's years of accumution and the adventurers’ thh search of the Dark Forest’s es,

  Bay Territory had amassed hundreds of magical pnts and materials, and they had identified their locations, putting measures in pce for their prote.

  Iure, Matthew po establish a dedicated cultivation base to mass-produce these materials.

  Nutrient potion produ was retively easy, and Matthew followed the instrus, processing eagredient in turn.

  Then, in a sterile cauldron, he added clear water, gradually sprinkling in the ingredients as the water heated up, and slowly began stirring.

  The clear water quickly turned dark green.

  Ohe water reached a full boil, a faint, pu odor emerged.

  Matthew stopped adding ingredients and took out the peeled devil’s root, pg the whole thing into the cauldron.

  The boiling water bubbled fiercely.

  The devil’s root dissolved pletely, turning the dark green liquid into a lighter green, while the pu smell gradually faded.

  "Potion Effect: 56%, Success Rate: 98%..."

  "Potion Effect: 60%, Success Rate: 96%..."

  "Potion Effect: 65%, Success Rate: 94%..."

  "..."

  Wheion effect reached 80%, and the success rate stabilized at 88%, Matthew stopped the brewing process.

  The rge pot of emerald-green liquid slowly cooled, and Matthew poured it into an automatic potion bottling mae.

  The potion flowed down through the transparent gss tubes, filling rows of 50-milliliter bottles.

  Once a row of ten bottles was filled, a raised float closed the potion pipe, stopping the flow.

  A row of corks dropped ly into pce, sealing the potion bottles.

  The tray of filled bottles desded, and a box filled with cushioning material was brought in from the sides, ing the bottles securely.

  Another row of empty potion bottles was loaded, the float lowered, and the potion resumed flowing.

  "Devil’s Root Nutrient Potion, Intermediate Recovery Potion. After ption, it rapidly restores stamina and vitality, providing a rge amount of nutrition. Market price: 80 silver s."

  Matthew was quite satisfied with the effect of the devil’s root nutrient potion.

  With their help, the professionals’ high-iy training pn could proceed steadily.

  More importantly, a pound of devil’s root sold for 50 silver s.

  That pound could be used to make 50 bottles of nutrient potion, with a total value of 40 gold s!

  The potential was huge!

  However, while there was currently plenty of devil’s root in the ogre camp, if no cultivation began soon, the supply would eventually run out.

  "Ohis current enemy is dealt with, the magit and material cultivation pn must begin..."

  After all, the number of professionals in Bay Territory would tio grow, and the demand for resources would keep rising.

  stantly buying from outside would only leave them depe on others.

  Having their own produ capabilities would allow Bay Territory to develop more quickly and securely.

  Moreover, Matthew had a vague idea f in his mind.

  "From the perspective of attrag talent, recruitment is someassive. If they actively e to Bay Territory, it often brings more surprises."

  "This is the perfect opportunity to make Bay Territory famous and, while we're at it, build a transit base!"

  ......

  The freshly brewed 100 bottles of nutrient potion were quickly distributed to the barbarian soldiers.

  Aed Instructor Arnold shouted at the top of his lungs:

  "Haha, you lucky bastards, drink up! You get half an hour of rest after downing these potions!"

  The sweat-soaked barbarian soldiers, panting heavily, curiously ied the potions in their hands.

  Beelzebub licked the salty sweat from his lips and dowhe nutrient potion in one gulp.

  The cool liquid slid down his throat, instantly dispelling his fatigue and exhaustion. With a surprised raise of his eyebrows, he eagerly shouted:

  "Drink up quickly a! We'll resume training soon!"

  The other barbarian soldiers didn’t hesitate, gulping dowions aing out satisfied "ahhs" as the ess hit them.

  Matthew g their training progress, put down his binocurs, auro making more nutrient potions.

  He po brew enough potions to cover the few days of training.

  Time was of the essence!

  Because he also o create ons and equipment for the barbarian soldiers!

  After some time training and assessing them,

  Matthew cluded that training the barbarian soldiers to be obedient, highly-coordinated formation soldiers was a waste.

  He had a better pn in mind!

  FAL