Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 521: Chapter 142 Pain! Promotion!_1

Link was dumbfounded.

He only glanced at the information about the “Sublimation” potion project once, and already found the core of the problem.

The problem the Medical Department faced was the low yield rate.

After injecting the “Sublimation” potion, 34.8% of the fairies didn’t achieve the expected level of enhanced innate special power.

The raw materials for concocting the “Sublimation” potion weren’t cheap.

Without solving the issue of yield shortage, a large-scale promotion was impossible.

After reviewing the data, Link had pinpointed the crux of the problem.

So he went to Wizard Salossal and asked, puzzled, “This should be easy to fix, right? So, why has it been held up till now?”

A mask of pain promptly appeared on Wizard Salossal’s face.

He was somehow taken back to the days when he studied Potion Study and Alchemy Pharmacy under the tutelage of Serene Wizard.

The echoes of “this is quite simple, don’t you understand?” and “It’s not hard, is it?”, “Just do it, you only need a hand for these operations”, “Don’t worry, this isn’t difficult at all,” were still ringing in his ears.

Dead memories revived, and nightmares reappeared.

“Morpheus, over here!”

Salossal didn’t rush to answer Link; instead, he loudly shouted, “Get everyone from the medical department here, for a lecture!”

Sharing is a virtue.

Especially during such “beautiful” times.

You should share with others, letting more people taste the “joy” of learning.

Upon hearing this, Morpheus got the hint and amusedly called over all the 16 pharmacists from the Medical Department.

While looking at these soon-to-be-tormented fellows, Morpheus was quite happy and prepared to exit the tent.

“Stay right where you are!”

Unsportsmanlike, Salossal launched a sneak attack, hooking an arm around Morpheus’s neck, forcing him to remain in the tent and sit in on the lecture.

“You may start now, Link.”

Salossal, while using his higher rank and power to suppress Morpheus, signaled Link.

“Alright then, let’s start.”

Ignoring the intense interaction between the two old men, Link tapped a few keys on the smart desktop, projected two charts, and asked:

“Can anyone tell me which class of special ability do the 34.8% of fairies whose power upgraded didn’t meet the expectation belong to?

And what class of special ability do the 65.2% of fairies whose power upgrade met the expectation belong to?”

The answer to this question was straightforward.

During research, you often come across window paper that breaks at a single poke.

The point is not in poking through the paper but in finding the paper.

Take the discovery of graphene for example.

Is sticking with tape, then continually folding the tape and tearing it open hard?

The hard part was in opening up this mindset.

The question posed by Link was like a cudgel out of the blue, waking up everyone present, including Salossal who was suppressing Morpheus.

“Is it that simple?” He muttered to himself.”

Link, with sharp ears, caught this and confidently answered, “Yep, it’s that simple!”

The 65.2% whose power upgrade met the expectation were fairies whose innate special abilities belonged to the physical body category.

The 34.8% whose power upgrade didn’t meet the expected result were fairies whose innate special abilities belonged to the soul category.

So, tweaking the formula of the “Sublimation” potion into two versions should rectify the problem.

“It’s that simple?”

Morpheus complained loudly at this moment, “Something this simple held the Medical Department up for so long?”

Salossal looked at the 16 pharmacists who hung their heads in shame, unable to face anyone, and felt like killing Morpheus.

The psyche of these 16 pharmacists was indeed sensitive.

Proud that they could become pharmacists, yet feeling inferior about their insufficient talent, they always fell short of Serene Wizard’s expectations.

Later, they were repeatedly challenged by prodigy Link Grande, who was two years younger than their grandchildren.

It was a big achievement that their mental state did not collapse, and they were still functioning normally at work.

Now they had made a huge fool of themselves in front of Link Grande and could not even cheat on assignments. They were already feeling embarrassed about it.

And Morpheus, you added fuel to the fire. You did this on purpose, didn’t you?

Salossal removed his arm from Morpheus’s neck, elbowed him in the ribs quite severely, and stood up to order, “Now that we’ve identified the problem, let’s get to work. Devise plans and processes, gather data, validate, write reports and draft a large-scale promotion plan. Quick, quick, quick, don’t just stand there, get moving!”

Treated like chased ducks by Salossal, the 16 pharmacists hastily left to get cracking on their individual tasks.

“What’s your plan from here?”

Salossal initially thought Link would also need time to solve the problem.

However… it didn’t even account for three hours!

And in these three hours, most of the time was spent on reviewing the data.

“Well, there is an idea I would like to validate.”

Link recalled the “Empowerment” potion experiment he had intended to conduct on the hooligans in the West District, and weighed his words, saying, “What if I were to grant fairies more powers, to compensate for their shortcomings or to augment their strengths…”

“Do as you say.”

Even without hearing out Link’s complete thought, Salossal gave his consent with excitement.

The Abyssal Army besieging the corps was still unable to break through the defense made up of Star Destroyer Fortresses and interstellar battleships.

But, the strong combat ability of the Star Destroyer Fortresses and interstellar battleships required a constant supply of support.