The Crafting Process of Spellbooks

The entire area affected by the dungeon is approximately 500 meters.

Within 200 meters is the activity range of the Tree People. Beyond 200 meters and within 500 meters is the activity range of the Crystallized Monsters.

Looking at the enormous tree-man and the ferocious crystallized monster.

Dwight clicked his tongue in amazement: "The area of ​​influence of this dungeon, though small, is incredibly powerful. It can even turn trees into tree-people; that's at least a third-ring druid spell. Normally only druids would use it, and it would never spread."

Just how powerful are the treasures in this dungeon?

He was secretly surprised.

"Teacher!" Farin whispered, "The most important thing is those crystallized monsters. If their skins are all imbued with magic, our Ghostwood Town will have a new industry!"

Dwight reacted immediately, staring intently at the crystallized monster. "Those crystals on its skin, although they don't appear to have magical models and are different from the monster's own magical aura, still contain magical power. The entire skin must have been soaked in magical power, otherwise it would have collapsed immediately."

Both the apprentice monks and the monks were excited.

They all whispered, "Spellbooks...can we make spellbooks too?"

"This will bring us a continuous stream of gold coins."

"Foolish! We should be acquiring new spells, new experimental equipment, and new books."

They were all discussing and imagining a bright future.

Dwight said, "You've forgotten about that monk Lou Le. According to the traditions of the monks, after the monks jointly develop the dungeon, ownership belongs to all the monks who developed it."

The apprentice monks all shook their heads and sighed.

"What if we give up the items in the dungeon?" Farin suddenly said. "These crystallized monsters are probably caused by the dungeon's influence. They're regional in nature, things that can't be moved."

"And that Grand Master Lou Le could not possibly be settled in a small town like Youmu. It's extremely poor, and it's located in a corner of the continent. If he wants to continue his studies in magic, he must head towards the center of the continent."

"Therefore, for that Grand Master Lou Le, the things in the dungeon that can be immediately converted into benefits are the best. Such slow and steady benefits should be insignificant to her."

Dwight gave Farin a satisfied look; "You're right, that's exactly what I was thinking. Now, let's go back and gather everyone to discuss how to conquer the dungeon."

He turned and led his apprentices to the camp, which was about a kilometer away from the dungeon.

Therefore, it only takes 500 meters to get back to the camp.

Before they even entered the camp, they saw a very prominent high platform within it.

Dwight's feelings were complicated, while the other apprentices looked extremely envious.

"Just how many spells and how much mana would it take to build such a high platform?"

The monks and their apprentices sighed with emotion.

They can only absorb magical power through constant meditation, and they need to replenish it every time they consume it, which takes a lot of time each time.

It's simply impossible for them to do something so extravagant and wasteful of their magical power.

"As expected, Master Lou Le comes from a big city." Dwight shook his head with mixed feelings. "Only mages from big cities would waste their magical power so extravagantly."

"Falin, go and inform that Venerable Loule to attend the meeting."

"Yes, Professor Dwight."

Farin spoke respectfully, knowing that his voice was gradually gaining strength and that he was now his teacher's most trusted apprentice.

When they arrived at the foot of the platform, they found it already packed with adventurers.

Lou Le used flames to create several large characters on it.

"We sell all kinds of potions; healing potions cost one gold and one silver, and frost potions cost three gold and one silver."

Adventurers lined up to pay for healing potions in hopes of saving their lives in the upcoming dungeon battles.

Each adventurer seemed very honest, even somewhat afraid.

Lou Le placed the treatment potion on the table, next to a small wooden box.

The adventurers threw gold and silver coins into the wooden box, while Lou Le gestured for them to take the healing potions.

Each person can only buy one bottle; this is to prevent scalping.

After all, buying low and selling high happens everywhere.

Lou Le didn't want to see this happen. After all, Master Lou Le only earned so much money, while you earned even more. How could Master Lou Le possibly agree to this?

Of course, when selling medicine, Lou Le would also say, "As long as you provide half a basket of Life Leaves, I can waive one silver coin for you."

The adventurers all said earnestly, "Master Mage, we will keep an eye on the matter of the Leaf of Life."

Basically, the leaders of the various adventure groups would send their scouts to search for Life Leaves in the surrounding area and then pick them.

Even if it can't be refined into a healing potion, making it into a paste is still very useful for treating external injuries.

The treatment is usually used to treat internal organ injuries or wounds such as severed limbs.

However, there was another person dressed in plain clothes buying medicine.

"Are you part of an adventurer's party?"

Lou Le was a little confused.

"Yes, I am a pharmacist," the man in plain clothes said.

"Oh, pharmacist."

Lou Le suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

She knew about pharmacists; the profession of pharmacist was extremely dependent on alchemists. They would usually purchase various alchemical potions made by alchemists, and then use various dilution methods to perform treatments and other procedures.

This will help treat more people.

They also extract juice from herbs to make some potions. However, these are not as magical as alchemist potions, nor are they considered magical potions.

However, their forte is still concocting poisons.

The pharmacist bought a bottle of healing potion and left.

Lou Le only dispelled the flame text after he had sold all the potions.

Farin finally met Lou Le.

He first bowed and said, "Grand Master Lou Le, Professor Dwight invites you to attend the war council."

"it is good."

Lou Le nodded and walked towards the tent in the middle.

The members of the adventure team were also shouting that it was time to start the meeting.

The leaders of the adventure teams began to gather. The team members, on the other hand, stood outside, eager to hear what the meeting was about to discuss.

The area was completely surrounded by people, but when Lou Le arrived, the members of the adventure team all made way for him.

As the saying goes, it's better to offend a nobleman than a monk.

I'd rather offend a sorcerer than an alchemist.

For adventure groups, offending an alchemist—someone who can produce all sorts of potions and is incredibly wealthy—is worse than death.