Life After Prison

Chapter 1918

“Emery is an alchemy genius who is almost on Celeste’s level. If anyone can outshine her, it’s Celeste!”

Severin was oblivious to the discussions going on outside the tower. He was already on the third floor, and the surroundings changed yet again. A cauldron and hundreds of third–grade ingredients materialized before him, all of which were simulations created by the alchemy tower.

“Craft a flawless third–grade pill within an hour to progress to the next floor,” the voice directed.

Severin frowned when he heard that. Third–grade pills posed no challenge for him as a fifth–grade alchemist, but rather, it was the time constraints and quality specifications that made things difficult.

the varying degrees of mastery an alchemist had and how good they were at handling the ingredients.

mediocre–ordinary, top–quality, and elite–quality. An inferior–quality pill indicated low proficiency, a high failure rate, and an abundance of impurities. Mediocre -quality pills were decently crafted with

pills demanded an exceptional amount of proficiency that

pills are incredibly, incredibly difficult!‘ Severin thought

deftly added the correct materials into the cauldron. He focused intently on churning pills as

spiritual consciousness to monitor the evolving spiritual liquid. Relying on his prowess as a fifth–grade high–rank alchemist, Severin

limit was imposed on each assessment, and Severin reflected on the increasing difficulty as he muttered, “I’m only on the third floor,