Choosing it meant there was no need to spend Magic Stones on purchasing Magic Potion recipes.
You see, even within the School, being a member afforded him some discounts, but even the cheapest Magic Potion recipe required at least two thousand Magic Stones to start with.
And those recipes one could get for two thousand were mostly for practice; it was simply unrealistic to rely on them to make money.
Even with a success rate of one hundred percent, the profit was extremely modest.
On the other hand, according to the records in the Knowledge Crystal.
McIntosh's Blue Jindin differed from the ordinary Blue Jindin he inquired about on the market.
This difference was not in potency but in production efficiency.
In his early years, McIntosh also primarily earned Magic Stones by producing Blue Jindin.
Initially, like other Magic Pharmacists, he could only make five bottles of Blue Jindin a day.
Even if at the end of the month all the Blue Jindin he produced sold, the total sales would only be around fifteen hundred Magic Stones.
It seemed like a significant amount, but this was the result of spending almost all his time creating Magic Potions.
And that didn't include the cost of materials.
But the McIntosh version of Blue Jindin greatly increased the efficiency.
With full effort, he could make at least fifteen bottles a day.
"The classes starting recently are these ones I've circled," the long-bearded wizard handed the paper back to Colin.
"Thank you," Colin took the paper and looked it over carefully.
Fortunately, most of the essential courses were being offered soon.
These types of courses were not one-on-one and could not be joined midway.
So if there were no courses being offered soon, then all he could do was wait until they started.
Luckily, the courses were scheduled to start anywhere from two days to half a month later, which spared him some troubles.
Next, he followed the instructions of the long-bearded wizard and completed the procedures, then returned home.
Now, all he had to do was wait for the classes to begin.
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Half a month later.
At noon.
Third floor on the eastern side of the Teaching Castle.
Outside a classroom, the pale spiritual light suddenly vanished.
The scene inside the classroom gradually became clear.
Apprentices walked out, one after another, most of them carefully examining notes in their hands.
Colin was among them, his head down as he looked over other notes he had taken in class, his brows knitting and relaxing intermittently.
He had benefited immensely over the past half month.
By now, he even felt he might be ready to start making the Blue Jindin potion.
After all, the only reason he needed these Magic Potion classes was to master some basic knowledge.
Golden Paper could help him, ensuring that he made progress with every practice.
But it was like cooking; if you don't even recognize pots, pans, and spoons, and can't even turn on the stove,
then there's no way to practice, and the Golden Paper would not be of much use.
But conversely, once he had the basic knowledge, once he started "cooking," his "culinary skills" would improve at an unimaginably rapid pace!
He walked briskly down the corridor, today's classes were over.
It was also noon, time to go back for lunch... maybe, after lunch, he could start working on the Blue Jindin.
Moreover, it's worth mentioning that his Wizard Level had reached that of an Advanced Wizard Apprentice (60/100).
In about two weeks, he would be able to begin cultivating a Talent Seed.
At noon, the sun hung directly overhead, and its soft light filtered through the stone windows, casting mottled shadows on the ancient corridor floor.
"Colin?"
As he was about to reach the staircase, a familiar female voice suddenly called out from behind him.
Colin turned his head.
A female apprentice with somewhat tannish skin, an ordinary appearance, but with a hint of exotic charm, was smiling at him.
The female Apprentice was Leva.
The same one who had told him, when he first started school, the impact of changing his Meditation Method.
Three months had passed, and Leva seemed more spirited and... prettier than before?
Colin furrowed his brow slightly... her nose seemed straighter, the nostrils smaller, and her jawbone seemed less prominent...
Had she made slight modifications to her own appearance?
He silently speculated in his mind.
Most wizards' appearances, aside from those with distinctive features, were usually not too unattractive.
And as the spirit grew, even if the facial features and face shape did not change at all, the overall temperament would be greatly enhanced, making one look more handsome or beautiful.
Wizards don't often "take care of their appearance."
However, the desire for beauty is universal.
It wasn't anything shocking that Leva was doing it.
"Long time no see, Leva," Colin responded, his tone calm.
Although their previous parting had been less than pleasant, it wasn't a big deal.
Now that Leva was willing to greet him first, he saw no need to be cold and distant.
"Long time no see..." Leva said to Colin, her tone polite yet distant.
She somewhat regretted calling out to Colin.
After speaking, she didn't know what else to say.
She also didn't know which mentor of the School Colin ended up with…but having not seen him for so many months, he was probably under a lesser-known mentor, or perhaps just an Official Wizard who had recently Advanced.
After all, she was nearly completely familiar with the main members of the Tin Saint School's factions.
Colin's name was not among them.
After Leva spoke, the two fell into an awkward silence.
Just as Colin was about to say goodbye,
"What's the matter?"
A similarly familiar male voice suddenly came from the side.
Looking in the direction of the voice, it was another acquaintance—Mulan,
the Apprentice rumored to be from the Herbey family.
Mulan glanced at the handsome Colin, then at Leva, a shadow of darkness flashing in his eyes inexplicably.
He quickly stepped forward, comfortably wrapping his arm around Leva's waist as if declaring his territory.
Leva was visibly taken aback, instinctively struggling a bit.
But Mulan did not let go, instead holding Leva even more firmly.
"Long time no see, Colin," he said with a smile, as graceful as ever.
But this time, perhaps after having seen Lily's innate nobility,
Colin always felt Mulan's smile was somewhat forced, somewhat fake…
"It's been a while, I have some things to attend to, so I'll be going."
Not wishing to waste time here, Colin put on a polite smile and said.
After speaking, he turned to leave.
"Don't rush to leave," Mulan called out to him, then feigned puzzlement and asked, "Don't we know yet which mentor you were assigned to?"
"With your strength, your assigned mentor shouldn't be too bad, right?" he specifically added.
Then he turned to Leva and asked, "Do you know which mentor Colin was assigned to?"
His expression seemed genuinely curious.
Leva kept silent, understanding Mulan's intentions—he wanted to imply that Colin had no future... Mulan, perhaps because of his background, lacked confidence.
He didn't consider why she would be interested in Colin, even if Colin was more handsome.
But handsomeness doesn't feed you; strength does.
Mulan, backed by the Herbey family...other than looks, in what way could he not compare to Colin?
With an inward sigh, however much it may be the case, from her standpoint, she naturally couldn't fail to give Mulan face…
Just as she raised her head, preparing to echo Mulan's sentiment—
The next second, her expression faltered, and she blinked in disbelief.
When did Colin turn and walk away?!
"What's the matter?" Mulan asked Leva, puzzled.
He was waiting for Leva's response.
Following Leva's gaze, Mulan's confusion slowly turned to surprise, and then suddenly, to angry humiliation!
Did Colin just walk away like that?!
He was just asking who the mentor was!
Meanwhile.
Colin walked briskly, shaking his head.
Mulan's manners and poise were not bad, but sadly, they were excessively childish...
Or rather, at heart, he was too insecure, always trying to show off himself, emphasize himself.
He certainly could have given a perfunctory response, giving Mulan some face, instead of causing a scene.
But with people like Mulan, perhaps the more you yield, the more they'll feel you haven't given them enough face... unless you grovel in the mud, otherwise, they'd never be satisfied.
Since that was the case, he rather not bother, and better to hurry back and try to craft Blue Jindin!
Thinking thus, he soon reached Copper Rose District.
He had yet to purchase the materials for crafting Blue Jindin.
Blue apricots, Hulan flowers...
Colin carefully searched the market, comparing meticulously.
He eventually spent a hundred Magic Stones to buy ingredients for forty batches of Blue Jindin.
Having done this, he took a public carriage and sped home, ready to begin crafting!