The wooden door of the room slowly opened.
A thick purple mist floated out of the room, and the headache-inducing smell became even stronger.
Yang Tao looked at the purple mist gradually drifting up into the sky and couldn't help but ask, "Is…is this really okay?"
He felt as if the color of this mist was even stronger than some poisons… Compared to this, smoking felt like a healthy activity.
Nfirea showed a slightly embarrassed smile, reached out and scratched his head, explaining:
"Uh, don't worry, this is just mist produced during potion making…"
Yang Tao: "..."
Is alchemy this terrifying?
"Nfirea…"
Nfirea's grandmother, Lizzie Bareare, walked out of the room. She wasn't tall but looked very spirited, with a green headscarf wrapped around her head.
"Are you the one who is going to sell medicinal herbs?"
Yang Tao nodded slightly and took out some materials collected from the forest from his backpack.
"I have quite a bit, but I'd like to learn alchemy from you."
Alchemy is very interesting. A low-tier healing potion can restore 50 health points, so a high-tier one should restore at least 300 to 400 points, right?
What if there are also super-tier, holy-tier, and world-class ones?
At that time, one potion could restore ten or twenty thousand health points. Perhaps it wouldn't be very useful for a Bishop-level subordinate with 2.99 million health, but it could still restore some health for a Fanatic-level subordinate.
Hearing him say this, Lizzie Bareare looked Yang Tao up and down twice, shook her head slightly, and said, "You are too old. You should just be a good adventurer."
"Alchemy cannot be learned in a day or two."
After speaking, she reached out and took the herbs from Yang Tao's hand, sniffed them under her nose, and said, "Low-tier Blue Mountain Flowers… but they are still fresh. 10 copper coins each, what do you think?"
"Sold!"
These things were like weeds in the depths of the forest, so Yang Tao immediately threw a thousand of them on the ground.
Lizzie Bareare immediately widened her eyes: "You collected all the Blue Mountain Flowers in the forest?"
"No, how could that be."
This was only one-tenth of his backpack.
In Ainz Ooal Gown's world, 1000 copper coins = 100 silver coins = 10 gold coins = 1 platinum coin.
Yang Tao's medicinal herbs were only 15 gold coins. Of course, if they were combined with other materials to make low-tier healing potions, their value could at least increase several times.
"Too many… But seeing as you worked hard to collect them, I'll take these Blue Mountain Flowers. Nfirea, quickly dry these flowers. Oh~ I'll be busy again these two days."
"Yes, Grandma!"
Receiving the gold coins Lizzie Bareare handed over, Yang Tao put them into his backpack. This was money he had genuinely earned with his own hands.
"Ms. Lizzie, could you teach me the most basic method for making low-tier healing potions? I want to see if I have any talent in alchemy, and even if I don't, it will at least let me give up completely."
Lizzie, who was about to go back into the house, heard Yang Tao's incredibly serious words, turned around again to look at him, and a smile appeared on her old face: "Heh heh, since you want to try, I'll teach you some, but you'll need to provide the materials yourself…"
Once a person gets busy, time flies by quickly, until evening…
"Mr. Yang, you… give up. You really have no talent in alchemy!"
Nfirea, guarding Yang Tao, who was exuding low pressure in front of the workbench, whispered persuasively.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that Yang Tao looked like he was about to explode at any moment.
Pfft…
The cauldron for brewing the potion emitted foul black smoke.
This potion refinement failed again.
"Mr. Yang… Yang Tao…"
Nfirea looked at the cauldron, which had been crushed into an Iron Ball by Yang Tao, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
"People…people are different. You may not have talent in alchemy, but perhaps you have different talents in other areas. You don't have to be like this…"
Yang Tao threw the 'Iron Ball' in his hand aside, took a deep breath, and with a pleasant smile on his face, turned to Nfirea and said, "You're right, I shouldn't waste time on such boring things… What I should be doing is something like destroying the world!"
"Nfirea, I'm leaving now. If there's a chance in the future, we'll meet again."
With that, he turned and left the room. When Nfirea recovered from the thought of destroying the world and chased out of the room, wanting to see if Yang Tao would do something reckless, he found that Yang Tao's figure had already disappeared when he arrived outside.
...
Above the Great Forest of Tob.
Yang Tao, like a meteor, crashed down into a valley from the sky, directly crushing the head of a huge demonic bear.
The wooden door opened, and some Villagers and Mutated Iron Golems streamed out of the wooden door.
Yang Tao looked at the dim valley and the cliffs on both sides and said, "You will transform this place into a fortress."
Subsequently, the power of faith surged and poured into the bodies of these Mutated Iron Golems. Their bodies rapidly grew taller, and their strength sharply increased.
The commotion here naturally attracted the attention of the valley's original inhabitants.
A group of tall ogres walked out from the depths of the valley, their heavy footsteps making the ground tremble slightly.
After seeing this group of ogres, Yang Tao's unpleasant mood finally improved somewhat.
"Trolls?! I didn't expect to encounter these guys just by casually flying to the foot of a mountain."
The Trolls were the rulers of the eastern region of the Great Forest of Tob, and they also appeared in the plot.
After seeing this group of guys, an idea immediately popped into Yang Tao's mind. With a wave of his hand, he said to several Fanatic-level Mutated Iron Golems, "Kill them!"
'I remember that Ainz Ooal Gown guy seemed to have specifically come to clear out these Trolls… Since that's the case, it's a good opportunity to replace these guys and become the new 'Trolls'.'
I really hope to see Ainz Ooal Gown's expression at that time, but unfortunately, a skeleton face makes it impossible to see his expression.
Ogres are tall and strong, with an average height of 2-3 meters. They have extremely strong regenerative abilities and keen senses of smell, but in front of a Fanatic Mutated Iron Golem, they are like babies, with no difference whatsoever.
The Trolls, who had just walked over and hadn't even spoken yet, were smashed into puddles of minced meat by the Iron Golem before they could even clearly see how the enemy attacked.
Various disgusting green liquids splattered everywhere. Yang Tao pulled out a magic staff from his backpack.
"Earthquake…"
The ground shook, and all the original minced meat was buried beneath the ground. Yang Tao nodded with satisfaction, threw the corpse of the dead demonic bear on the ground into his backpack, and then instructed Iron Golem and the Villagers:
"Iron Golem, go find their residential cave and transform it into an underground Giant Kingdom."
"At that time, we must give Ainz Ooal Gown a proper welcome!"