Chapter 12 – Selling potions.
Chapter 12 – Selling potions.
[Healing Grass Potion][Rarity: Uncommon]
[A special version of the healing grass potion that was taken to another step.]
[Effect: Restore 60 HP.]
"Huh… This is interesting."
[You have created and experimented with countless potions, making a lot of different potions, some different but sometimes similar but not the same.]
[You have obtained title: Re
"Want to take a look?" – said Phantasia while holding a potion.
"….?!"
"Wait! Uncommon rarity potion?!" – shouted the orc player.
"?"
"Hey. What did he just said?"
"Uncommon rarity?"
The orc player that just shouted ended up getting some attention from the other players after the word [Uncommon Rarity] was heard by the players.
"Hey! How the hell did you get that?!" – asked the orc player.
"What do you mean by "Get that"? I made it myself." – said Phantasia.
(Well, using the tools I had from the hideout. So, you can't replicate them using stuff from the public workshop.)
"However, this isn't all my dear costumer."
[Modified Healing Grass Potion]
[Rarity: Uncommon]
[Effect: Restore 100 HP]
[Wiggling Leaf Potion]
[Rarity: Uncommon]
[Effect: Restore 50 MP]
[Modified Wiggling Leaf Potion]
[Rarity: Uncommon]
[Effect: Restore 80 MP]
"?!"
"Wait what?! All of these are uncommon rarity?!" – said the orc player.
"Yeb!"
"So, how about it? Interested in buying some of them?"
"!"
"Of course!"
"…Hey wait…" – said a human player from behind.
"Hm?"
"Can we also check the things you are selling?" – asked the female dark elf.
"Sure, no problem."
"Hey! Are you really selling uncommon rarity potions?! Let me see!"
"Hey! I was first! Fuck off!"
"Everybody!" – shouted Phantasia.
"!"
"Please calm down."
"I have a lot in stocks, so please don't fight and be civil."
Honestly, this was way better than I hoped for.
Because of that stupid orc player suddenly shouting about my uncommon rarity potions, I was able sell potions without any problems… Well not exactly, players began fighting each other to buy my potions.
Makes sense if you look at it.
I mean, everybody wants to use the best potions possible, so selling them was EXTREMLY easy.
However, I needed to made sure that the price wasn't too high or anything.
I just acted as a good merchant and sold potions at the good price, beneficial for both me and the costumers.
Still, I did ended up earning a lot of money!
I did made shit tons of these potions, but I honestly wasn't expecting to run out of them so early on.
"Sorry costumers. That was the last potion I had in stock." – said Phantasia.
"Oh…." – said the disappointed players.
"Em… Question. Will you make more potions in the future and sell them?" – asked a female orc player.
"Well, it depends on how long it takes me to gather materials and then make potions. So unfortunately, it will take some time."
"Shit." – said the human player.
"If I fuking knew that it would turn that way I would have come here early."
"Forget it man, we were unlucky this time. Next time lets hope we at least buy something."
The crowd of the players dispersed after the Phantasia announced that he ran out of the potions.
(Huh… This went way better than I imagined.)
(Not only I managed to sell all the potions I prepared, but I also earned a shit tons of money.)
(Good thing that I'm wearing the mask and the hood, since I can kind of see some players stalking me to see what materials I will be using for the potions crafting or may stalk me to my base.)
(Still, I earned more money that I hoped for.)
(Mass producing potions for the entire day was worth it.)
(I can now afford to buy many different blacksmith tool and ingots.)
(But, this isn't the main positive thing going on.)
(One of my main goals was particle archive!)
(The alchemy research!)
(I have now possess both enough data from experimenting with the healings potions as well as harmful materials to start the next step.)
(Now, its time for the long awaited the plague research to start moving.)
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