"There are thirty rooms on the first floor and thirty rooms on the second floor. Each room has three bedrooms and a living room. The first floor is where the energy density is the lowest. You two can choose a place on the second floor. As for the third floor, the entire first floor is my territory." Dolai briefly introduced it and said, "I will take you to the second floor, and you can each choose a room."

"Oh, by the way, the energy density of each floor here is the same. If you want to increase the effect of your practice, you can invest magic crystals yourself to improve the energy quality in the room."

Bernard and Rosa looked around and nodded.

There was still a smell of paint in the air that hadn't dissipated yet, but the entire magic tower had been completely renovated. According to Dolai's personality, the decoration style here tended to be simple and practical, without too many fancy things.

There are two stairs leading to the second floor, one on each side, and they went up along the stairs on the right.

After just a few moments of looking, Rosa and Bernard each chose a room.

"When will I give you the money?" Bernard asked with sharp eyes. He was afraid that Dole would regret it.

Duolai shook his head and said, "Let's wait until we officially move in. Three days later, I will activate the magic circle to dredge the air here and wait until the smell disappears."

The two siblings breathed a sigh of relief and started moving their things.

Dole put things into the laboratory bit by bit by himself. He moved them quietly at night. Except for the two siblings, almost no one knew that Dole had moved to a new place.

I have had a very comfortable life in the past six months. No one disturbs me and no one causes trouble for me. Dolai still likes it very much.

The meditation method of Son of Storm has also been put on the right track. This meditation method is much more difficult to practice than that of Son of Fire Element. Just controlling the dense wind flow in the storm requires a lot of his energy to stabilize.

After the storm element took shape, he freed up most of his mental power and had enough energy to do other things.

This month is July, the end of last semester. There is only one class left and this semester will be over.

However, what is somewhat surprising is that this semester, there are more than 30 third-level pharmacists, but not a single fourth-level pharmacist. This is really strange.

He thought he had explained it in great detail, but no one had fully learned it. The mental control of these students was still too poor, so he planned to create a method specifically for training mental control according to the basic silver coin method and let these people practice it. Otherwise, if no one succeeded in a semester, it would be too embarrassing.

After returning to the Potion Hall, I carefully studied the feasibility of various methods...

As the sky was just getting light, Duolai packed up his things and slowly walked to the teaching area.

Along the way, many students greeted him, and Dolai responded one by one.

Except for the students of Potions, almost everyone knows him now. Even many talented students are polite when they see Doley. They are scared by Doley's method of stopping using potions.

Anyone who dares to disobey will be cut off from his medicine by the Potion Hall, no matter if he is a noble or the second or third generation of an official. As long as he dares to do trouble in secret and offend the people in the Potion Hall, his medicine will be cut off without saying a word, and even the most dishonest person will become extremely honest.

Just then, a loud voice was heard.

Dole turned around and saw that it was Gary, the academy's top student who loved adventure and had great talent, but his family background was not good.

He walked quickly, came near Dole, and whispered mysteriously, "Lecturer Dole, I found what you were talking about."

Dole stopped and looked at Gerry, then came closer and asked, "Is that the thing?"

Gary nodded vigorously.

Dolai raised his eyebrows, flipped his wrist, took out a thousand gold coins, handed them to Gary, and said, "I'll go check on these commissions later."

A thousand gold coins filled a large and heavy bag. A flash of excitement flashed across Gary's face as he said, "Our purpose is to serve Lecturer Dole. Lecturer Dole, we also found a small flying insect somewhere. It's very powerful." He gave a brief account of the insect's appearance and how powerful it was.

Dolai thought for a moment, took out another thousand gold coins, and said, "It seems that my idea is correct. Those two things should be mutually beneficial. You did a good job. Go back and get two bottles of Level 4 Vitality Potion from Morris."

Gerry was immediately overjoyed, "Thank you, lecturer. Thank you, lecturer."

Dolai was also relieved at this time, and said slowly, "I have to go to class, talk later."

…

The last ingredient of the super vitality potion has finally been found, and there is hope that Lord Baal will return to level seven.

Super Vitality Potion is a potion above level six. It can directly activate the potential of the human body and use its huge vitality to completely repair most of the damage to the body. It is especially effective for internal injuries and can even activate the potential of the body to a certain extent and increase strength.

This kind of medicine does not exist in this world. It is a potion from the outside world provided by Boss Bal himself. Boss Bal also spent a lot of money on it in order to recover himself.

Dolai didn't know what kind of injuries Bal had suffered, but since he could beat a level 7 creature seriously and nearly to death, the injury must be serious. Boss Bal had never mentioned any injuries for all these years, but it was definitely not a light injury.

Thinking of this, he rushed to the classroom while pondering the prescription of the medicine.

Soon, he came to the classroom.

I took a quick look from the door and saw that everyone was there, no one was absent, and there were even two extra people.

He frowned.

This is the last class of this semester. After finishing it, we will have to wait until next semester. So far, there has not been a level 4 pharmacist in the class. In fact, he is a little dissatisfied.

At this time, the classroom was completely silent. He came to the front of the desk, coughed, and slowly said, "Today is the last class of this semester. During this semester, I have taught about 26 methods of refining and purifying fourth-level medicinal materials. I don't know why none of you have yet made a fourth-level potion. Do you have to wait for me to demonstrate the processing steps of each medicinal material in a potion before you can do it?"

In the classroom, a group of people lowered their heads in shame.

Soon, Benard raised his hand weakly and whispered, "Lecturer, I should be almost there. I can make a level 4 potion in less than a month."

Dolai snorted. He looked back and saw the two strangers. He said, "This class will last for six hours as a summary of this year. You two, I don't care who asked you to come here. Come here and pay a hundred gold coins."

The two men looked at each other.

They were wearing ordinary magic robes, but their figures, sitting postures, eyes and gestures were not ordinary people. After hearing what Dolai said, one of them was about to speak, but the other stopped him.

He stood up slowly, bowed slightly and said, "Sir Dolai, we two have the temerity to come here, please forgive us. Here is a hundred gold coins for you, and we will give it to the squad leader later."

The monitor is Morris.

Dole glanced at the person who was speaking. He was polite and seemed to have a good temper and good upbringing.

He looked at the other person and said, "Who is this? He seems a little reluctant!"