Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

A few minutes later, the purple ball of light expanded to a diameter of ten meters and slowly fell from the sky.

When it touched the ground, the ball of light shattered, and a core emitting purple light appeared in front of the two.

Pulled by the core, the fragments penetrated deep into the earth.

At the same time, countless magical powers gathered here and condensed into a magical vortex.

Looking at the strange sight before him, Weilin became more and more curious about what the potion workshop born from the purple light ball looked like.

Kyle was more interested in making the purple light ball itself, and his interest in the potion workshop that was born from it was much weaker.

As time passed, hundreds of purple stone pillars of various shapes emerged from the earth, pulled by the purple core and neatly arranged in the air.

Looking closely, each beam of light is engraved with densely packed secret characters, radiating light involuntarily and attracting the magic power floating in the air.

When the number of purple stone pillars reached 788, the ground returned to calm.

“It’s the final stage.”

With a hint of excitement, Weilin spoke.

Upon hearing this, Kyle once again glanced at the secret texts on the hundreds of purple stone pillars and imprinted them in his mind. He then conducted research and combined them with the extraordinary knowledge recorded in the Angel's Heart to try to see if he could use other means to replicate them.

As for asking Master Odor, I can wait until I fail.

After a moment of calm, the purple ball of light burst out with a pure magical power, enveloping the 788 stone pillars, like building blocks, to build a purple gel potion workshop on the ground.

In just five minutes, a five-story tower covering an area of ​​800 square meters appeared before our eyes.

After the main building was formed, the purple core flew to the top of the tower and merged into it.

When the purple core completely disappeared, the purple gel potion workshop was officially completed.

"Connect the elemental pool to the purple gel potion workshop."

Kyle nodded after hearing this, and then he took out the materials that had been prepared long ago, laid them on the spot, and connected the unused element pool in the eastern part of the outer city.

With the infusion of magic power, the secret text on the outside of the entire purple gel potion workshop was lit up, emitting a purple glow, giving off an eerie feeling.

The next moment, a shadow condensed in front of the tower. It was a female with long hair.

After seeing the face clearly, Weilin felt bad instantly.

"My Lord, this..."

Kyle looked at the shadow with an embarrassed expression. He lowered his head hastily and was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Change appearance."

The phantom received the order and its face changed, switching to that of a woman.

"Transformation complete, please instruct."

After hearing the mechanical voice, Weilin took a closer look and found that his face had indeed changed. He then ordered, "Use this face from now on and completely destroy the one you just had."

"Yes."

The phantom's eyes flashed blue light, and when the light dimmed, the destruction was complete.

After seeing that his master had finished dealing with the problem, Kyle raised his head and secretly glanced at his expression, just in time to meet his eyes.

"It's good that you know this, but you are not allowed to tell anyone."

"Master, don't worry. I will destroy that memory now and make sure that no one else knows about this except you." Kyle promised after hearing this.

"Forget it." Weilin shook his head and said, "Since it was my uncle who did it, he must know about it. You just need to keep quiet. As for destroying the memory, it will hurt the soul. Although it will be easy to heal, it is not necessary."

"My Lord, I understand."

Kyle nodded in response.

Seeing this, Weilin turned to look at the shadow and ordered him, "Open the door."

"Yes."

As soon as the words fell, the door opened.

As you step inside, densely packed magical items appear before your eyes, arranged in a certain pattern, and the magic power flowing inside is clearly visible.

“How many processes are there here?”

Upon hearing this, the shadow waved his hand and opened a process diagram, saying, "There are 1,798 processes in producing purple gel, and these processes are divided into major processes and minor processes."

"Among them, there are 288 major processes and 1,510 minor processes."

"How are the major processes evaluated, and how are the minor processes evaluated?" Weilin asked curiously, touching the stone pillar that was emitting a dark purple light.

"Dear owner, according to the rules written by the creator, the magic power contained in an ordinary low-level silver arcanist is one standard unit of magic power, and the amount of magic power contained in the flesh and blood of a silver-gray creature that can be consumed by a high-level silver creature for three months is one standard unit."

"If the production of 500 standard units of purple gel at one time consumes more than three units of magic power and the operation time is more than 30 seconds, it is considered a major process. Otherwise, it is considered a minor process."

Upon hearing this, Weilin immediately took out a portion of the material for making purple gel from his space ring and ordered, "Produce a portion as a demonstration."

"Yes, dear owner."

The phantom replied, with countless lights in his eyes, and began to activate the entire purple gel potion production workshop.

Including the purified flesh and blood of the gray creature, fourteen kinds of extraordinary resources floated up in a certain order and were sent into the operating magic workshop.

A large amount of magic power was drawn, and colorful light shone among various magic items.

In less than half an hour, a piece of purple gel half the size of a fist was brought to him.

I took a piece, put it in my mouth, and felt it carefully, but felt no change.

"Try it and see."

Hearing this, Kyle took a small piece out of curiosity and put it in his mouth. He chewed it carefully and felt a tiny bit of magic flowing into his soul. Comparing it with what the master had said before, he said, "The effect is a bit poor, but this is mainly produced with the flesh and blood of silver-level gray creatures. In addition, it was not made by Master Odor himself, so it is normal."

"That's right." Weilin nodded. "This purple gel is just right for bronze-level professionals."

"As for the purple gel produced mainly from the flesh and blood of gold-level gray creatures, it can be supplied to silver and gold professionals."

"Master, how much are you going to sell?" Kyle looked at Weilin and asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Weilin stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "It depends on the situation. We will first meet the needs of the army, and sell the surplus to the nobles who are close to us."

"As for the purple gel made mainly from the flesh and blood of soul-level gray creatures, store it all first and use it as a bargaining chip when there is a need to exchange interests."

"Yes."

Kyle nodded in response.