After Herag used his Bloodline Power, his Strength, Agility, and Constitution attributes all broke through thirty points.

He casually clenched his fist, feeling that explosive power.

With an average attribute of thirty points, Herag felt like he could punch the mammoth in Valley Town to death with one hit.

Now, even facing Malcolm, he believed that as long as he had the chance to get close, without Malcolm being on guard, he could at least severely injure him.

This level of power is not something an ordinary body can withstand.

"I wonder what kind of power will emerge from the Bloodline Mark in the Abyss Plane," Herag thought with some anticipation, but he suppressed this impulse.

The Abyss Plane is certainly not a place to recklessly visit; it's too dangerous over there.

The Land of Dawn serves as a barrier from the Barren Land, to some extent providing Herag with a relatively safe environment, at least not worrying about encountering a Level 2 or Level 3 Wizard right outside.

After advancing to Level 1, with the means he now possesses, Herag at least has some ability to protect himself.

"I wonder how long it will take for the energy to be fully charged."

Herag glanced at the Plane Coordinate Mark in his palm; the shadow was more solid than before, indicating some energy had been replenished.

He tried to communicate with it, and from the feedback of the mark, the energy was still insufficient.

If he wants to visit the Abyss Plane next time, Herag must be fully prepared.

Early the next morning, Lennon was quietly waiting outside the Inner Castle.

The two servants already knew that if they had something to report to Herag, they just needed to wait outside the Inner Castle.

Herag noticed him immediately, knowing there was something to report, so he left the basement.

"Sir, Mr. Blake asked me to tell you that he will take you to visit the Magic Potion Field this afternoon," Lennon reported.

Herag nodded and said, "Alright, I got it."

For the past few days, Blake hadn't looked for him, and with nothing else to do, Herag focused on cultivation and research.

...

In the afternoon, Blake arrived outside the castle and, upon seeing Herag already waiting at the castle gate, smiled and asked, "Getting used to it? If you need anything, just let me know."

Herag replied, "It's quite good, no discomfort. There is indeed something I need Mr. Blake's help with."

"What is it?" Blake inquired.

"I'd like to purchase a couple of Level 1 Spells. Does Mr. Blake have any connections for that?" Herag expressed his thoughts.

Blake nodded, "That's possible, absolutely no problem. What type of spells do you need?"

Herag pondered, "Preferably Shield Magic, Offensive Magic, or Beneficial Magic of these three kinds. What's the general price range?"

"As for the price, it's hard to say. The price difference between different Level 1 Spells can be significant. The cheapest could be around seventy or eighty Magic Stones, but expensive Level 1 Spells could cost thousands of Magic Stones."

Blake continued, "I'll ask for you. When there are specific spells and prices, you can decide on what to purchase based on the situation."

"Thank you, Mr. Blake!" Herag expressed his gratitude.

Blake waved his hand, "We're family, just a small favor. Having you join our Cheqi Family, if I couldn't even help a bit, I wouldn't have the face to keep you here."

"Mr. Blake, you're too kind," Herag said with a wry smile.

He knew clearly that being able to stay here was the best outcome.

After all, his main purpose for coming here was to evade Malcolm's threat, with work being secondary.

"Let's go take a look at the Magic Potion Field."

Neither of them rode horses, choosing instead to walk.

Riding is strictly forbidden in the Magic Potion Field because the paths between the fields are relatively narrow, and if a horse gets out of control and charges into the fields, the losses could be significant.

"Currently, there are over seven hundred plots of cultivated land, with people watching over the fields every so often. These people are mostly First-Class Wizard Apprentices or ordinary Knight Level individuals."

As Blake walked through the fields, he introduced some of the circumstances here.

The wooden houses Herag saw earlier were where the field watchers lived.

Their job is to sow the magic potion seeds and monitor the growth of the magic potion materials, handling any issues promptly.

If they are unsure how to handle a problem, they must report it to Pete, who will then inform Blake.

Now with Herag, he will also be notified.

With the knowledge Herag learned in the Moonlight Forest, dealing with basic growth issues of magic potion materials posed no difficulty, as this belonged to the foundational knowledge of Herbalism and Magic Potion.

"Shenlan, record the conditions of each plot of land, including the types of magic potion materials planted, quantities, and growth conditions."

"Task has been archived, currently executing."

In Herag's mind, a 3D map of the Magic Potion Field appeared, marking what magic potion materials were planted in each plot and their current growth status.

Blake spent hours leading Herag through the entire Magic Potion Field, giving Herag a clear understanding of the situation here.

"Larry said he sent some books that are on the way, all related to Magic Potion knowledge. These are for you. When you receive them, you can study them more, it's relatively advanced magic potion knowledge," Blake mentioned.

Herag nodded, "I'll study them carefully."

With his current knowledge of magic potion, Herag had no problem crafting ordinary potions, but he had scarcely touched high-tier potions such as Ancient Magic Potions, requiring time to learn.

With Herag's current Spiritual Power, he is capable of crafting more advanced potions.

These high-tier potions are the main sources of income for an Alchemist.

On the outskirts of the Magic Potion Field, there's a relatively large flat land.

On this flat land stood more than thirty people, all responsible for managing the fields as wizard apprentices and knights.

Herag and Blake stood in front of these people, and Blake introduced, "This is Level 1 Wizard Herag Merlin, who will also be one of your managers in charge of the Magic Potion Field."

Over thirty people directed their gazes at Herag, surprised and somewhat incredulous upon seeing such a young and even slightly immature face, yet firmly remembering Herag.

For these wizard apprentices of insufficient aptitude, being able to work for a pure-blood Wizard Family like the Cheqi Family was extremely fortunate, and they cherished the opportunity.

For them, an Official Wizard was someone lofty and unattainable.

Herag smiled and nodded, observing the conditions of these people.

Most appeared to be in good health and spirit, indicating that at least the food here was not an issue.

To the west of Black Rock Valley, there were rows of wooden houses, which served as their residences, appearing to be in decent condition.

The wealthy Cheqi Family did not skimp on those working for them, treating them not as slaves.

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