Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 1791

During one night, Severin looked at the alchemical pills in his hand and nodded satisfyingly, "Not bad. It's a good thing my triple-chambered cauldron can produce three alchemical pills at once. Since I'm getting more hands-on, my success rate has increased and so is my speed. Estimating it roughly, it's not going to be a problem for me to produce one hundred alchemical pills in a day. And that's not even at my full speed."

Obviously, he was really satisfied with the success rate and how hands-on he was with producing fifth-grade low-rank alchemical pills.

After two days, he had managed to produce a lot of alchemical pills. Then he went to look for Wulricht and passed him another four hundred alchemical pills.

"Four hundred? How insanely crazy is your speed? What's the deal? Did you take any rest?" Wulricht contemplated his life while looking at the alchemical pills.

Severin smiled faintly. "Have you forgotten about my triple-chambered cauldron? I was able to increase the success rate. With the triple-chambered cauldron, I can produce three alchemical pills at once."

Wulricht was dumbstruck. "I know you have the triple-chambered cauldron. But we are talking about fifth-grade low-rank alchemical pills. The difficulty level is extremely high. No one except you has the courage to try it and succeed."

The compliment made Severin embarrassed. "Uncle-master, you're making me feel so shy by saying those."

Wulricht chuckled. "Haha. I'm just telling the truth. I have no intention or plan to compliment you."

"It's getting late. I want to head back early to take a rest," Severin replied and flew back to his place.