Her pharmacy skill was practiced often, and her progress was decent, primarily thanks to the Research Lab. There were so many projects that there would always be one or two teams requesting a certain potion from her, so she was well-practiced.
To actually upgrade though, she might need to do a few more things that she had not yet done.
What they were—she didn't know yet.
Fortunately, the pharmacy department wasn't just on her shoulders. Combined with the free sharing of knowledge within the center—as well as the accessible list of flora and fauna in the library—each Research Team pharmacist also grew a lot… and a lot of them had triggered the occupation!
Half of the original members of the pharmacy team had awakened as Pharmacists the past couple of months. That was a total of 6 people, which made the aborigines gape when they found out about it.
It created an era of pharmacists and it was wonderful. Teams created various new products like Improved Beast Repellant, Improved Beast Attractions, improved paralysis bombs, and the like.
After all, potions had limited effects the higher the level of the user—which included healing potions, by the way—so they had to continuously improve them as long as the population did the same.
It added pressure to her, the highest level Pharmacist so far, to catch up because her people—especially her husband—were only getting stronger and needed potions that'd match their levels.
At this time, she was in the Pharmacy Department and they were making as many helpful potions as they could to prepare for the war. They had been working on stockpiling for a few weeks even before their upgrade, and due to the urgency several other pharmacists had temporarily been reassigned to help out.
She did not expect an urgent message via aether letter to distract her, though.
It was from Oslo.
/Miss Althea! We are here. Can you head over to my Villa, please? As soon as possible./
She blinked, but immediately headed out, wondering what it was about. She remembered her letter, but she didn't actually expect much. However, since they called her, then maybe that person must've sent a reply, no?
Hopefully, the letter would have something fruitful… ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Anyway, Althea went on foot and took on a fair pace. She reached Oslo's Villa area some minutes later and, interestingly, there were two Golds waiting patiently for their arrival.
"Oslo, Otto," she said with a gentle smile, though she noticed they were both a bit pale, probably from the tedious travel. "You should've rested a bit."
At this, the two looked awkward. Oslo even scratched his neck.
"Well, you see, the old man's a bit scary," Otto said. "He just can't wait to meet you."
Althea tilted her head in wonder. "Old man? Your father?" she asked. She was about to check her Lord Panel when Otto answered her question.
"No, the alchemist."
Her eyes widened. "What?"
"We met you before you see him to warn you. He's a bit eccentric, as most geniuses seemed to be—" Otto paused and looked at her. "Your eccentricity is lovely, though."
Althea: "..."
"You see, he's very bad with people. He's anti-social and could be a bit hostile when annoyed. He seems fine now, as he seems interested in what your letter contained, but I can't say I understand his moods yet."
Althea's eyes twitched, feeling a bit nervous. It had been a long time since she had felt this. At this, she nodded and looked at the brothers. "Tell me more about him."
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