Now it was ti to use the products I bought from the alchemist and put the machinery into action.
I walked to the corner of the room where I had stored the chemical ingredients.
I knelt down and, one by one, took out the bottles, containers, and packages, arranging them near .
I produced cocaine so many tis in my past world that I don’t even need the biochip’s help for this specific purpose.
Next, I positioned the bag of coca leaves near the grinder.
These were the foundation of the entire process.
Beside it, I placed the kerosene on a low shelf, inside a sealed container to prevent leaks.
Just above, I organized the sulfuric acid, hydrochloric acid, and sodium hydroxide in separate places, making sure they were kept away from each other to avoid accidents.
The potassium permanganate, in its tal container, was placed in a safer area, away from heat sources.
—Co on!!! I need those crystals of pleasure today, I murmured, rubbing my hands together.
I started with the grinder.
I opened the bag of coca leaves and filled the upper compartnt with them, carefully pushing them inside.
I closed the lid and began turning the crank, feeling the resistance as the blades cut through the leaves.
"Crak~~
"Crak~~
The sound of the leaves being ground filled the room, and soon the lower container began to fill with fine, uniform pieces.
I took the residue and poured it directly into the mixing tank.
I filled the mixing tank with kerosene, carefully covering the ground leaves.
I turned on the stirring chanism and watched the internal blades slowly spin, mixing the two components.
"Buzz~~
The liquid took on a greenish hue as the alkaloids began to dissolve into the solvent.
I closely monitored the process, adjusting the stirrer’s speed as necessary.
It seems to be going well.
Now, let’s move on to the next step.
When the mixture reached the right point, I opened the valve at the base of the tank, allowing the liquid to pass through the filter.
The filtered liquid flowed into the container below while the solid leaf particles remained in the sieve.
Perfect. No clogs.
I transferred the filtered liquid to the distiller.
I started the system, carefully adjusting the fla at the base of the still.
The heat began to evaporate the kerosene, which was collected and condensed in the tubes, returning to the original container to be reused.
The remaining residue was a concentrated alkaloid solution.
This part is always delicate, but it seems to have worked.
Carefully, I poured the concentrated solution into the neutralization tank.
I added hydrochloric acid in small doses, checking the pH ter to ensure the acidity was controlled.
Then, I added sodium hydroxide to fully neutralize the acid.
The liquid bubbled and foad slightly, but soon stabilized.
It’s fascinating how well chemistry works, I felt my dick get hard.
If Helena were here, I’d make her suck my dick while I produced the crystals.
I transferred the neutralized solution to the press.
I adjusted the pressure and activated the chanism, watching the liquid being forced through a specially designed mbrane.
The alkaloids began to separate, forming a purer extract.
This step is crucial to ensure quality.
I poured the purified extract into the crystallization tank, adding potassium permanganate as needed to induce crystal formation.
I slowly stirred the liquid with a rod, watching small crystals begin to form at the bottom of the tank.
The magic is happening.
I smiled as I watched the result take shape.
I transferred the ford crystals to the pressure filter to remove any remaining impurities.
The filter did its job flawlessly, and the crystals ca out clean and ready for the final stage.
I placed the crystals in the small oven, adjusting the temperature to dry them completely without compromising their structure.
The gentle heat did its job, and soon the crystals were dry and ready to be stored.
Finally, I carefully picked up the dried crystals and placed them into the storage container. I closed the tal box with a satisfying click.
After sealing the storage container with one final click, I stepped back and admired the fruit of my labor.
I felt a smile grow on my face, but it quickly turned into sothing I couldn’t contain.
—HAHAHAHA! Cocaine hydrochloride! I DID THIS! I shouted, raising my arms in triumph.
I jumped up and down in the sa spot, laughing to myself like a madman.
Being intelligent feels so good!
My joy was almost tangible, but after a few minutes of intense celebration, I realized I was out of breath.
Okay, calm down, calm down...
Focus, Eduard.
I lay down, trying to relax a little, but the energy still running through was uncontrollable.
I closed my eyes and gave a ntal command.
—Biochip, what ti is it?
["Beep! Midnight."]
My eyes widened.
—Already?! I asked out loud, incredulous.
I hadn’t even noticed ti passing while setting up the laboratory and operating the machines.
Damn, this took longer than I expected, but the sight of the container with the shining crystals beside the bed brought a new wave of satisfaction.
With a glint of curiosity in my eyes, I asked.
—Biochip, how many kilograms of cocaine hydrochloride are here?
["1.5 kg."]
My hands trembled with excitent when I heard that.
Holy shit! I’m going to get rich!
I looked at the container with a triumphant expression.
With this amount, I’ll more than double my initial investnt.
Maybe I can even get 50 magic crystals.
This is just the beginning of everything!
Suddenly, an idea hit like a bucket of cold water.
Wait... today is the day.
I rembered it was the crucial mont for my advancent as an Acolyte.
The excitent of my experint had almost made forget about the ditation.
I carefully picked up the container, as if it were the most precious thing in the world, and placed it beside .
I sat cross-legged on the bed, trying to calm my breathing.
I closed my eyes and plunged into my own world.
My goal was clear: carve the final code into my heart.
Focus, Eduard. It’s ti to break the barrier.
My heart was there, and I could visualize it, pulsing—the heart of my being, now filled with magical codes.
The golden, imposing letters were inscribed in a complex manner.
They spread across the heart, enormous, covering almost all the space, but there was still a gap, an empty space that remained unfinished, the place of the final code.
It was a simple formula, yet difficult.
Each stroke had to be perfect.
I couldn’t make mistakes.
The code had to be clean, without deviations, without flaws.
When I began to write, a deep pain started to consu .
I tried to ignore it because of the artificial experience that allowed to feel as if I had already passed through this bottleneck before, but the intensity of the pain increased, as if the code itself were consuming .
Focus, Eduard, I whispered, trying to stay calm.
That was when I noticed sothing curious.
Particles of the light elent began to enter my body.
They were like tiny sparks of pure energy, entering through my pores.
The air grew denser, almost electric, and energy began to fill the room.
The glow of light surrounded , illuminating my body as I struggled to maintain control.
With each stroke of the code, the pain increased—but so did the power.
The light particles invading my body seed to help, as if they were nourishing my soul, strengthening my spirit to endure the pain.
I was becoming sothing more—sothing greater.
But at the sa ti, I felt as if I were on the verge of exploding.
Just a little more, I told myself, forcing myself to follow the line.
Sweat ran down my forehead as I pushed myself to the limit.
Finally, the last code was drawn.
The emptiness in my heart, the remaining gap, was filled.
I had completed the code.
I had beco a Level 1 Acolyte.
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