Master Of None Chapter 589
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Remey had replied to Walker's party chat as soon as she received it since she had been exploring the dwarven alchemy lab. It was much more in depth and filled with strange tools she had never used before. Not to mention the few herbs she had yet to record since they were unique to the deep caves and could almost never be found above the ground.
"Ugh! Why is everything so weird. And why did that dwarf that showed this to me ditch me." Remey stomped her foot in frustration while speaking out loud. She had not expected to be ditched with no assistance or any guidance to the lab at all. It was all foreign to her since the labs she would use were classic and not at all steam powered.
"I might as well check out these books." Remey had eyed the single book case in the room when she came in but opted to explore first. She had found a few mechanisms to open and close steam pipes and fire pits underneath the large cauldron in the center of the room.
Other than these different mechanisms she was able to discover the stores of herbs which were incredibly well preserved. Many of the glass jars and vials were inscribed with incredibly detailed and unique runes. The elemental mana that was attracted to them were preserving some of the herbs so well Remey would have expected they were harvested that day.
There were also many other tools that she had not ever seen or used that she quickly located within a book titled, new alchemy gadgets, and their uses. "This should be what I need," Remey mumbled as she started to recognize some of the mana powered items for extracting oils and grinding herbs in to fine powders.
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"So that pestle over there is rune and gear powered so that it can grind the herbs while I focus on other tasks. But it doesn't add mana to the ground herb…" Remey found that these tools were very good for those that were learning alchemy but not for those that were talented.
It was very common knowledge to the human and elf alchemists that adding the alchemist's mana to the ingredients would give them better control over the entire process of potion making. Using these machines caused the process to lack the alchemists' mana and therefore, have a higher rate of failure due to lack of control.
The only tool she found to be incredibly useful was a very simple device that would scrape and stir the bottom of the cauldron forcing the liquid and ingredients to remain evenly heated throughout the entire process. While she browsed the books on the herbs found in the deep caves Remey set the cauldron up to heat. She also set up the automatic stirring tool.
"Bursting fungus pod? This is a new one." Remey found the drawn picture of a black and brown steaked fungus pod the size of a common tomato. She was pretty impressed that it was safely harvested in the first place since the description said t was prone to exploding on any contact.
The side effects of the spores were fairly dangerous. They could cause those that breathed them in to fall in to a long term sleep which was n ly make worse by breathing in more and one of the spores. Yet the interesting part of these bursting fungus pods were the fact that they could help stabilize certain potions.
"If I were to mix this with a few other ingredients I could make a potion that won't dissolve right away." Remey was mumbling out loud again while she began to grab a large number of herbs and fill the cauldron in the center of the room with purified water. She opened one of the valves and allowed the heat f flames to begin to heat the cauldron to an even higher temperature which she needed to dissolve the bursting fungus pods in to the water.
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The liquid began to bubble more frequently and an acrid smell filled the air. "These bat wing vines should be perfect to balance the whole thing out," Remey added some leaves that were reminiscent of bat wings to the cauldron which had been bubbling for over an hour straight at this point.
Remey grabbed a few normal looking pieces of herbs and dropped them in watching them blacken and dissolve away. A dark grin spread on her face at this reaction. Now let's see what happens when an acidic slimes body is added." She was speaking slowly and powerfully to herself while she opened a vial she had kept some of the acidic slime's body in.
One single drop fell in to the bubbling liquid and there was no reaction. The liquid she had made continued to bubble. The only reaction was a slight change in color before reverting back to a greyish white. Remey knew at this point she had succeeded. Furthermore, she also noticed that the automatic stirring tool was beginning to show signs of deteriorating in the potion she had made.
This made her smile even more. She had read that there were rines in place to cause the tool to repel highly toxic ingredients that would normally cause metal to dissolve. Yet the material the tool was made out of was not metal. It was a more organic piece of monster bone that gave the tool the over all ability to resist certain acidic qualities of herbs in potions.
"Hey! Whoever is around. I need help bringing this acidic slime poison to the mine entrance. I need some large metal buckets and they can not be made out of wood or monster materials!" Remey knew that there had to be a dwarf watching her somewhere. It would only make sense that someone would be keeping an eye on her.
With a shuffling sound and a loud bang, she found the door pushed open and a dwarf forcing an air vent open while coughing heavily. "Good, you will help me deliver this." Remey appeared to be some form of monster in this dwarfs' eyes as she looked at him.
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