A few hours later, Victor saw that his blue bar was still nine-tenths full, and finally gave up on this idea that drained his mana.

Now, he truly believed that Vega was a god.

Vega nodded satisfactorily, perhaps Victor's series of actions had satisfied its curiosity.

'How interesting, should I let you go at it for a few more hours, so I can ponder more on the secrets of your spell release.'

Victor silently protested to Vega.

Seeing Victor's expressionless face, it relented as well.

'That's enough for now, what are your plans next? Are you going to stay in this backyard for a day?'

Its profound eyes stared at Victor, as if still trying to uncover more secrets from him.

"Go to the marketplace to buy some things,"

Victor tossed the words indifferently, as the crow still lingered on his shoulder, unwilling to fly away.

'I'll continue to follow you and see what you end up buying.'

After Vega said this, Victor let out a sigh and summoned a servant to prepare a carriage.

.......

Victor entered the shop, seeing the vast array of various materials, he walked straight to a counter.

"What would you like to buy?"

The shopkeeper, seeing a customer, hurriedly came out to greet him.

Victor tapped the counter and lightly said, "Lizardman tail, Hobgoblin feather, Beetle shell...a total of thirty types of materials, a bag of each please."

"Certainly! This customer is quite generous."

The shopkeeper agreed while counting out all the materials Victor ordered.

"That's a full thirty bags of various materials, would you like them delivered to your home?"

Victor waved his hand, rubbing the ring on his hand, and all the materials disappeared.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper's smile grew even more exaggerated.

"Haha, this customer truly possesses valuable treasures."

"Be sure to come again next time!"

After Victor left, the shop assistant approached the shopkeeper and asked, "Boss, who was that person?"

The shopkeeper smacked him and sternly said, "Don't ask, anyone with such a high-level storage ring must be of extraordinary status!"

Only Victor knew that he didn't actually have a storage ring, the ring on his hand was simply a decorative item, he had directly stored the items in his player-exclusive backpack, which even Vega couldn't comprehend.

Vega, with wings spread, called out in a hoarse voice characteristic of a crow in Victor's ear.

Victor listened quietly, his full attention focused on the various craftable items appearing before him.

Purchasing a large amount of materials was for the purpose of crafting the necessary items at the start of the game.

In the original game setting, every player, regardless of class, had an extremely rich and specialized crafting book. As a player, Victor naturally could summon these images at will.

Satisfied with all the materials, Victor returned to his own residence and went down to the basement, rummaging through some corners to find a pile of glass bottles.

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'What are you planning to do?'

Vega on his shoulder trembled, its intuition telling it that Victor was about to do something again.

The intuition of a deity is extremely accurate. Vega simply watched as Victor's hands gradually kneaded the various materials together, his palms constantly emitting a glow, and the sounds of crackling grew louder.

'What are you doing? Stop it!'

Vega felt like it was going to go crazy, what was Victor doing in the basement? Making gunpowder?

But Victor didn't listen to a single word it said, and instead became even more enthusiastic.

After a flash of bright light, the empty bottles on the table were filled with a red liquid. Seeing the large amount of healing potions before him, Vega couldn't help but complain a bit,

'You really are different from ordinary people, making healing potions seems as dangerous as making bombs.'

Victor chuckled lightly, studying the pile of red potions in front of him and nodding.

[Small Healing Potion], can restore 300 HP at a time.

Indeed, the numerical representation of the tangible items was the best way for Victor to feel at ease.

Vega looked at the pile of healing potions on the table, the single eye shining with a deep blue light.

The red potions were slightly darkened in color, the deeper the red, the stronger the healing effect.

Vega jumped off Victor's shoulder, flew to the table, uncorked a bottle and poured it into its beak.

It felt a bit dizzy, clacked its beak a few times, then looked back at Victor,

'Did you truly make this potion yourself?'

Victor admitted it, but Vega fell into deep thought.

'What's with this kid? The concentration and effect of the healing potion are completely on par with the low-level healing magic of the Goddess of Healing. Could this kid be hiding some divine power?'

Thinking about it, it's not a bad thing that Victor has this kind of ability, since they've already signed a contract, and now they have a fairly powerful alchemist.

Vega suddenly asked him, "Do you want to consider selling some? This quality can definitely make a lot of money."

Victor shook his head and refused, saying that these things are for his own use, and he doesn't lack money at the moment, so there's no need for that.

His hands suddenly released a dazzling blue light, and he crafted a batch of magic potions.

Every time Vega sees Victor creating an item, he always feels a little shocked.

Even for a master-level alchemist, it's impossible to craft items by hand.

Could it be that he has awakened a rare creation-type magic?

It was only attracted to this human's soul, but now Vega finds Victor increasingly incomprehensible.

As a mage, magic potions are definitely more important than healing potions.

Although Vega has an unlimited mana regeneration cheat, helping out can't be without some cost, and Victor doesn't know what the price is.

It's better to have some magic potions on hand, relying on oneself is better than relying on others.

After a while, a voice sounded,

['Crafting' skill level up, current level: LV2]

With the level breakthrough, Victor stopped making potions and saw some new things appear on his item crafting panel.

He looked up at the raven Vega on the table, not saying a word.

The raven was a little flustered under his gaze, until Victor spoke,

"You should be a raven, right?"

Vega, "Huh?"

Victor got what he wanted and plucked a jet-black feather from it.

[Magical Beast Hair and 6 Magic Stones]

"Need magic stones."

He remembered quite clearly that magic stones are a relatively rare item, with the ability to record video and store some words, and can even be used to store magic.

The only problem is that the magic power in the magic stones will gradually dissipate, and some people have tried to put magic into the magic stones as a bomb, but failed.

Magic stones are extremely expensive, and if you have that kind of wealth, you might as well just make a few real bombs.

After accumulating enough materials, he started to synthesize the item.

The materials suddenly turned into a viscous liquid, quickly solidifying, revealing the outline of a glove, with several transparent magic stones embedded in it.

A single-handed, fingerless glove appeared in front of Victor.

The raven shuddered again, "You can actually synthesize equipment by hand?"

Victor didn't want to bother with him, just staring at the glove in front of him.

Several transparent, flawless magic stones were embedded on it.

[Mage's Hand], a second-tier crafted item, can store six different types of magic and quickly activate them without any pre-cast.

This item can deal with some emergencies and is an essential piece of equipment for mage players in the early game.

He used his magic power to slowly infuse various types of magic into the magic stones on the glove.

As he infused each one, the transparent magic stones changed color.

As Victor continued to infuse various types of magic, the magic stones all took on different colors, and he finally stopped.

Watching this scene, Vega was no longer surprised, and said to him, "Can store various types of magic without chanting? This is such a good thing, won't you tell me how you made it?"

Its single eye was flickering with frenzied blue flames, and Victor just shook his head at the eager Vega.

"It's a secret."

"How stingy."

Vega grumbled, never imagining that as a mighty demigod, he would have to ask a human for knowledge, or else he'd be laughed at by his peers.

But Victor didn't care about him, solely because the secret of being able to synthesize items by hand as a player couldn't be exposed.

If this technique was revealed, it might attract some malicious people's investigations, and that would be troublesome.

Even for his own sake, he has to consider more.

"My Lord, Miss Gwen has arrived."