On the second floor of the Treatnt Center, a first-class wizard apprentice with the most seniority and who served as the unofficial floor manager hosted this celebration for Anglon.
"Please, Senior Anglon, give us a speech and share so of your insights on potion studies..."
"Everyone applaud..."
This person was undoubtedly quite cunning. He knew that if it were rely a celebration, most first-class wizard apprentices probably wouldn't be interested but if Anglon shared so insights on potion studies, even if there might only be a tiny bit of useful content, everyone would genuinely perk up.
Sure enough, under his encouragent, many originally indifferent first-class wizard apprentices actually began applauding.
The tall, sturdy Anglon walked to the center of the crowd with a smile, beginning a speech and enjoying the admiring gazes. At the end of his eloquent presentation, he also announced that he would be stationed at the Healing Hand Treatnt Center this year.
Anglon's gaze swept across everyone present. "To respond to the increasingly intense wizard war, at my wizard ntor Halen Vera's suggestion, I've decided to establish an Anglon Workshop here. I've already applied to the academy and will receive approval shortly."
Anglon smiled faintly. "The Anglon Workshop will handle special treatnts on the second floor, specifically targeting particularly troubleso evil curses that Blood Curse Court's wizard seeds cast on white wizards."
"This will greatly reduce everyone's workload."
"The Anglon Workshop will be staffed daily with one first-class wizard apprentice, my junior sister, and five second-class wizard apprentices. When truly challenging problems arise, I'll also co to the Treatnt Center personally."
Anglon continued, "Everyone, if you encounter patients you can't solve in the future, and I happen to be at the Treatnt Center, feel free to consult . It's all completely free."
"Just for this year's [Starlight Apprentice] voting, if you don't mind, please vote for ."
Sparse applause echoed through the second floor. People reacted differently to this announcent, so were expressionless and indifferent.
Others showed disdain, while so genuinely admired Anglon and appeared excited.
Regardless of Anglon's character, his achievents in potion studies were indeed among the best of the younger generation.
Having him stationed at the Treatnt Center would undoubtedly reduce many people's pressure.
Andrew, Axi, and Locke stood at the edge of the crowd.
Andrew scoffed disdainfully. "Sounds nice, but it's just because the Treatnt Center established three Outstanding Therapist positions and one Exceptional Therapist position this year to encourage us potion master assistants."
"Outstanding Therapist positions co with three bottles of Tears of True Sight potion. Tears of True Sight is one of the most complex apprentice-level potions, capable of temporarily increasing ntal power significantly."
"If we want to conduct experints with high mana requirents or brew potions, we need this potion's assistance. So it's commonly used but very expensive for potion master assistants."
"The Exceptional Therapist, if selected, can even receive a bottle of First Circle potion-level [Hive Mind Potion] that greatly increases ntal power."
"He definitely heard about this from his wizard ntor, so he's hurriedly establishing a workshop here. But even so, he's unwilling to be permanently stationed at the Healing Hand Treatnt Center like us, instead opening a special clinic here."
Locke looked at him puzzledly. "How do you know this? I didn't know."
Andrew answered, "Oh, this news won't be announced for another week. I learned about it through my wizard ntor's network."
Locke nodded slightly. His wizard ntor Witch Sophia had few connections at Lilith's Cottage, so learning such news later was quite normal.
Andrew continued, "The Exceptional Therapist selection mainly depends on the curse levels of patients we treat, followed by the number of patients we treat."
Locke nodded slightly. The wizard war was becoming increasingly intense, so the number of white wizards from various academies coming to the Treatnt Center was surging but the Treatnt Center couldn't afford to pay potion master assistants much more, so they used this thod to motivate everyone.
After all, four positions, no matter how precious the rewards, cost less than comprehensively raising all potion master assistants' salaries.
Especially since the Treatnt Center basically used money from treating first-class wizard apprentices to subsidize second and third-class wizard apprentice patients, who otherwise couldn't afford any treatnt.
If the academy had large numbers of low-level wizard apprentice deaths, it would cause a talent shortage for the next decade.
So now the Treatnt Center was actually pressuring these potion master assistants' profit shares.
Andrew said, "As for that Starlight Apprentice title, it's an old traditional award given every five years."
"That title doesn't reward much, basically everyone votes to select soone among first-class wizard apprentices we consider outstanding. It's essentially a popularity contest, and most first-class wizard apprentices won't bother voting."
"It's just a title to strengthen emotional connections among academy wizards."
Axi whispered mockingly, "That Anglon really doesn't want to miss any reward. Unfortunately, truly valuable titles like Chief Apprentice depend on comprehensive evaluations and published article counts."
"His scheming won't help at all."
Only now did Locke understand that the first-class wizard apprentice world had so many complexities.
When he first advanced to first-class wizard apprentice, he had no idea this level operated this way.
Blank-slate first-class wizard apprentices like them sat at one table; those with achievents running various botanical gardens and alchemical workshops sat at another; academy students like Anglon competing for various titles sat at yet another table.
However, as his botanical garden and pharmacy developed, his status among first-class wizard apprentices was rapidly rising.
Recently, so basic societies and local wizard family gatherings had been subtly trying to invite him through various ans but he was too busy and found such activities aningless, preferring to focus on his own work, so he ignored them all.
At that mont, Andrew and Axi were still privately mocking Anglon's shalessness, but Locke coughed lightly, interrupting them.
When they turned around, they were shocked to discover Anglon walking toward them.
Both felt very embarrassed and sowhat afraid, since Anglon was indeed more skilled and powerful than them, with higher status.
They had only been chattering privately and didn't want Anglon to overhear but contrary to their expectations, Anglon essentially ignored them both, only nodding politely out of courtesy before locking his gaze on Locke.
Anglon wore a false smile and said to Locke, "Are you Potion Master Augustine Augustine?"
Locke nodded puzzledly. "Yes, Senior Anglon. What's wrong? Do you need my help with sothing?"
Anglon's smile broadened. "No, no, it's just that I often hear my ntor Halen Vera ntion you. Students the teacher ntions frequently are rare."
"Junior Locke, if you encounter any difficult problems at the Treatnt Center in the future, feel free to consult or my assistant at my workshop."
Anglon laughed seemingly heartily. "Well, this senior will leave first. I didn't expect to et you here today, what good luck."
Locke greeted him while frowning slightly at Anglon's departing figure.
He glanced at his On Mandrake Vines, which hadn't turned red, but Anglon's attitude just now felt strange.
While nothing could be faulted on the surface, sothing felt off. The other party seed very nervous seeing him, maintaining high vigilance but what could the other party be nervous about?
He and Anglon should have no dealings, right?
Andrew and Axi sighed in relief seeing him leave.
Axi quickly asked Locke, "Locke, have you had dealings with him?"
Andrew also looked at Locke.
Locke spread his hands and shook his head. "No, not at all."
"So I don't know what that was about."
Andrew frowned slightly, thinking. "He had a wary emotion toward you, so he deliberately acted verbally like you were completely his junior, making it seem like you definitely need to consult him, or even his assistant."
Andrew said, "Locke, you'd better avoid contact with him. That Anglon guy is too competitive and jealous. His ntor's side has an atmosphere that worships geniuses and judges everything by results."
Locke thanked him. "Yes, I understand. I shouldn't encounter him much going forward, he can't possibly co to the Treatnt Center often."
"I have a pile of my own matters to handle next."
Though Locke couldn't pinpoint the specific source of Anglon's strange attitude, he indeed didn't want too much contact with him.
Anyway, he and Anglon had few intersections.
His most important upcoming matters were passing the breeder examination hosted by Lady Morgana and finding ways to shorten the ti needed to reach 600 ntal power.
"Hive Mind Potion..." Locke thought: 'So there are still abundant resources that can rapidly advance mana, I just don't have the money to afford them right now.'
'And obtaining the Exceptional Therapist title requires amazing achievents in curse-treatnt potion studies.'
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