After Imina left.
Lyle sat on the stone chair, taking out a bottle of deep blue alchemical potion from his in arms. This bottle of potion was different from those sold.
The potions Imina sold were light blue, even carrying a hint of blood, as they were diluted.
As for the taste, for ordinary people and low-level adventurers, it wasn't a problem.
The low-grade healing potions normally sold in the Potion Workshop, mixed with various herbal scents, tasted even worse.
Since the effects were similar, and even cheaper, it was hard for his alchemical potions not to be popular.
Item: Magic Alchemical Solution (Potion of Regeneration)
Grade: Lower Introduction: Restores 20 HP, has excellent effects on wound recovery, and can remove a certain "Limb Loss" negative status (potion effect lasts for 30 days).
This was the effect of this undiluted, true Potion of Regeneration, while the analyzed potions only restored 3-4 HP.
Don't underestimate this value.
According to game calculations, most ordinary people in this world have around 10 HP.
The undiluted Potion of Regeneration's recovery effect was already comparable to some high-grade potions sold in the Potion Workshop, though still far from the true "Blood of God."
The red potion (Lower Healing Potion) in the Skeleton King's hand restored 50 HP.
What truly interested Lyle about this alchemical potion made from ogre blood was the special ability it contained.
Healing limb loss!
This was a negative status that existed in "YGGDRASIL," which in reality meant limb disability.
For example, in the case of Dosaari, the captain of the "Rock" squad, whose calf was crushed by an ogre, if it hadn't been treated in time, he would likely have been crippled and ended his adventurer career.
It was also common for other adventurers to have their arms or parts of their limbs destroyed in battle or eaten by monsters.
Such conditions could not be healed by healing potions.
Imina's diluted version of the Potion of Regeneration was aimed at ordinary people, used to quickly increase his reputation.
Next.
Lyle would then introduce the true Potion of Regeneration, targeting high-end clientele, further increasing his fame.
"The diluted potions are one thing, but I wonder if this level of potion can attract the attention of the Blood Emperor and Fluder."
Lyle played with the blue potion bottle in his hand, muttering softly.
The value of this potion was much higher than that of the analyzed potions!
In fact, there was another way to remove the special negative status of "Limb Loss": after death, use the fifth-tier magic "Resurrection of the Dead."
All abnormal statuses would be removed upon resurrection.
This was a fairly common way to remove abnormal statuses in the game.
But "Resurrection of the Dead," the lowest-grade resurrection magic, would cause the resurrected person to drop four levels, and in the Another World, it meant a significant loss of vitality.
If there wasn't enough vitality, resurrection was impossible, and ordinary people didn't even qualify for resurrection.
"I need to pay more attention to demi-humans or monsters with special abilities in the future," Lyle stood up and walked towards the ogre.
This time, making alchemical potions using ogre blood had opened up a new line of thought for him.
"Roar!"
"Roar!" The ogre, with a rag in his mouth, showed a look of terror in his eyes as he saw Lyle approaching.
For a violent and reckless demi-human like an ogre to show such an expression, it was clear what kind of torment this particular ogre had endured during this period.
"Next, I'll need your help again," Lyle said gently, removing the rag from the ogre's mouth. Before the ogre could roar out curses,
"Human! Hu—m—an— Ugh—"
A goblin corpse appeared and was stuffed into the ogre's mouth by Lyle.
The already starving ogre's fear and reason once again vanished, and he swallowed greedily.
After eating more than ten goblin corpses, the ogre's eating slowed down.
The next moment.
Lyle raised his palm, forming a hand-knife, and struck the ogre's cerebellum. With a muffled thud, the ogre's eyes rolled back, and he fell unconscious.
Then, a bottle of paralyzing potion made from a hangman spider's poison sac was taken out by Lyle and poured entirely into the ogre's mouth.
"Mana Infusion Experiment begins."
After doing all this, Lyle extended his palm, glowing with a faint blue magical light, raised a finger, and touched the ogre's rough skin.
This was an experiment he had only recently started attempting.
Having stayed in the Imperial Capital for half a month, besides refining potions and occasionally crafting a third-tier scroll, Lyle suddenly found he had a lot of free time.
So, during this time, he summarized the powers he possessed and also began to experiment with some ideas he had previously had.
Under the passive effect of "Magic Swordsman," Lyle's mana was forcibly infused into the ogre's body.
The ogre's belly, which had become somewhat emaciated from constant blood draws during this period, instantly began to recover at a visible speed.
No!
More accurately, it was like a balloon suddenly being inflated.
Immediately after, the swollen belly seemed to reach a certain limit. As this trend stopped, the bulging changes spread throughout the ogre's limbs and entire body, forming irregular fleshy lumps.
This caused the ogre's body to become distorted, like some indescribable creation.
Seeing this, Lyle paused his mana injection.
He carefully observed the ogre for a while.
"The infused mana still cannot coexist, but the time limit seems to have increased a bit compared to the beginning."
Lyle gently shook his head, "Unfortunately, there are no other reference objects."
"I wonder if it's because the ogre lacks magical talent, or if this ogre's strength is too low, and his body's intensity is insufficient to withstand the power of mana infusion."
As the experiment stopped again.
Under the influence of his own recovery ability, the ogre's originally bloated and distorted body gradually began to return to its original state.
Only with such powerful regenerative abilities could he withstand Lyle's crude method of infusing mana. A human would simply not be able to endure it.
Just as an ordinary iron sword cannot be enchanted, only superior materials can withstand this power.
I wonder if Imina can get other ogres.
Ever since ten years ago, in pursuit of greater power, Go Gin, an ogre, joined the Imperial Arena, defeated the Seventh Martial King, and became the new Martial King in the arena, causing a sensation throughout the empire.
Merchants in the empire began to take interest in the ogre race.
Many merchants also wanted to find powerful ogres, like Osk, the operator of the Imperial Arena, to gain fame and acquire great wealth for themselves.
Unfortunately.
The Martial King was not an ordinary ogre, but like Gu, one of the rulers of the Great Forest of Tob, he belonged to the battle ogre subspecies.
Furthermore, from the Martial King's white hair and beard, it was clear that he also possessed troll blood.
This also led to many weaker ogres being abandoned by merchants, and the one Lyle bought was just such an ogre.
"You've really worked hard."
Lyle looked at the ogre, still unconscious and having been tormented by him for so long, feeling a bit of pity. He picked up the rag again and stuffed it into the ogre's mouth.
"You'll probably have an easier time once you have companions."
In the evening.
A knock on the door outside the residence suddenly sounded.
Lyle, who was training the Imp Hound in the courtyard, paused in surprise.
"So polite, it seems it's not Imina."
Lyle's face showed an amused expression as he got up and walked towards the courtyard gate.