Infinite Evolution System Made Me Too OP! - Chapter 152

Chapter 152: Copying A Potion Master Manual
Chapter 152

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There must be a catch and a reason why no one seems to be signing up, but that reason appears to be more deeply involved within this organization…

Maybe I should ask around when I make it to ‘F Block’. Which, from the looks of it, is right over there.

Azmodeus was looking at what appeared to be a dorm building—not too lavish, but also not analogous to destitute, as it was something one would see at your average college on Earth.

The windows were numerous, and the people even more so, with every single one of them being in the Low-Bronze Rank at the very minimum.

“Hello, fello friend! Are you new here?”

“???”

A friendly voice took Azmodeus out of his thoughts as he looked in the direction of a young man walking up to him with a warm smile on his relatively handsome face.

He was a bit surprised that someone actually took the initiative to talk to a stranger, but that didn’t stop him from responding, “Yes, I’m new here. My name is Azmodeus, and who might you be?”

“Ah, it’s so very nice to meet you, Azmodeus! So which City or Organization do you originate from??”

The young man had already extended his hand, clearly attempting to become friends with the red-haired man wearing expensive clothing and possessing the bearing of a noble.

However, Azmodeus’s next words quickly dashed away any thoughts he had about becoming acquainted with another rich young master:

“I’m not affiliated with any known organizations and can be considered an itterant cultivator.”

“An Itterant Cultivator…?”

The once-friendly expression on the young man morphed into one of disdain as he sneered, “They actually let someone like you into the Exchange Program venue for the high-ranking organizations of the Azura Kingdom?? Are the organizers idiots or something!?”

Following his scornful words, he stormed off with an irritated look on his face as he quickly found another group of people to approach and butter up to.

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“What did he mean by Exchange Program I wonder…”

Azmodeus took a better look at all the people surrounding the dorm-like building and suddenly realized something.

This whole place is filled with people who aren’t part of the Emonius Triade… They are simply here for some sort of gathering, which explains the lack of people registering at the registry desk…

Everything seemed to be piecing itself together inside his mind as he glanced at the various badges and logos that everyone had embroidered onto their clothing or hosiery. After a rough estimate, he counted around 500+ different logos, which meant that over 500 organizations were gathered at the Emonius Triade.

To have so many different characters here… I wonder what’s going on inside this organization surrounded by a deep veneer…

Azmodeus continued to ponder the peculiarities of the recent series of events as he walked into the dorm doors, aiming to settle himself in before focusing on the art of Potion Mastery.

Regardless of the mysteries of the Emonius Triade, I think something has happened within the upper brass of the organization. If I can properly take advantage of the social environment, then I might have found the place where I can set my Fallen Immortal Mountain down…

At this thought, a small smile emerged on his stoic face as he walked through the spirited lounge area of the F-Block building. He found a fleet of stairs that he swiftly ascended with Pumpkin Wolfy inside his Life Treasure and Pan Nu napping on his head with a chocolate covered mouth.

After a few seconds of walking, he found himself at a set of doors on the thirty-sixth floor, namely room numbers 36,001 and 36,002. These were numbers that were transmitted to his mind from both of the identity tokens.

Pan Nu’s supposed to be going into room number 36,002 while I take 36,001, but…

Azmodeus looked at the clingy girl sleeping on his shoulders as he let out a deep, complex sigh before muttering, “It doesn’t look like she’ll be waking up anytime soon, and I can’t exactly leave her inside an empty room with no recollection of how she got there…”

Azmodeus brooded over the subject for a second before deciding that he would let her nap on his bed while he continued to cultivate. He would also make sure to grind the lives of various existences with his clones.

After landing on that decision, he got right to it and opened up the reddish green rectangle doors of dorm room #36,001. After walking in, he was welcomed with the sight of a 20 x 20 square foot room with a simple cotton bed, a wooden frame, and a four-foot-high dresser in a corner of the room.

The room was basic, to say the least, but basic was good enough for Azmodeus, especially when considering that he didn’t have to pay for sh*t!

So like the opportunist he was, he took advantage of the free rent and got to cultivating-!

Wait…

I can’t cultivate in the Astral Plane…

I always seem to forget that and attempt to cultivate out of habit…

After these houghts passed through his blank mind, he decided to instead focus on what the people outside were doing.

And when he did that, he noticed a particularly special technique manual in the hands of a brown robed wizard.

The manual was thin and flimsy; however, it wasn’t the shape that attracted his attention; it was instead the fact that the book had the words ‘Physical Existence Refinement Potion Making – Basic Tier’ on the front cover.

That was all Azmodeus needed to see to know that this could help him in starting off his Potion Making Profession. What he did in response to this discovery was use his mind and Qi in order to copy the contents of the Secret Manual without even needing to touch it.

This was possible due to not only his Qi but also his insanely high comprehension and the lack of high-level protective barriers in the manual.

Even so, the result of this little trick was an exact replica of the manual materializing in the air right in front of a crimson-haired man sitting on the floor of a room in F-Block.

Upon the full creation of this book, Azmodeus grabbed it from thin air before opening the pages and reading the contents right away.

He was stounded by what he saw…