3893 Mead

"I can now start." I said as I entered my core.

The name of the wine is Rosel's Mead. I had looked at the process and it is not something an ordinary Grade 6 alchemist could craft. If I didn't have confidence in my clone, I wouldn't have done it.

I looked at thirty-six flowers and honey; currently, I am using Sky Grade, common honey.

It is not specialized honey, like the one made from the metal-essence tree, but still special enough. If it appeared in the market; the Sky Sovereigns would kill to get their hands on it.

Around are the thirty-seven big pots, with each five meters in diameter. The thirty-seventh one is in the middle with a ten-meter diameter.

I looked at each of the pots, before waving my hand and immediately, the bottle opened, and water streamed out of it. It soon divided itself into thirty-six parts and began filling the thirty-six pots.

A few seconds later, it stopped after it filled the pots by 70%.

This is water, not normal water, but water from the spring inside the sea cave. That cave was one of the attractions and I went there, there was immense and nearly crushed me before I was able to reach the cave.

I opened another bottle and water flew out.

I don't know the name of the water; I had found it in the storage of the Grimm. I chose it because it had the properties, I needed.

I filled the central pot, till it had covered 62.3% of it.

I looked at pots and water and waved again, and the flowers moved from their storages and entered inside the thirty-six pots, before waving my hand again.

The glittering yellow honey begins to pour down into the pot while the water swirls gently, mixing it thoroughly in the water.

I stopped when the water turned golden yellow.

"Fire,"

I said, and the fire lit up under the pots.

The fire is varying temperature, and it needs to be controlled well. The slightest mistake would mess with the product.

The process is simple in words.

I will have to boil the flowers, extract the essence through the steam and add it to the central pot of honey water.

The trick is that I didn't have to harness a complete essence, but certain elements of the essence that increase the difficulty by hundreds of times, especially when I am not doing it with one essence, but the essence of the thirty-six flowers together.

Soon, the water began to boil one by one, and the streams started to come out.

I begin to extract the essence through the steam. I started with one pot, but soon, the second pot came to a boil, and then the third, getting difficult every minute.

I looked at my clone, working on the honeypot.

The mixing is another challenge; it is just as difficult as the extraction of the resources.

Minutes passed and more and more essence began to enter the central pot. It is a long process and barely an hour passed.

I am stretched with my concentration, but I am also enjoying it.

I rarely get to work on such challenging tasks since I am always busy. I sometimes find it funny seeing, that I have eleven clones, but despite that didn't get as much time, I want to work on the alchemy.

I don't know when I will get it, likely never since there would always be an inheritance to create.

Two hours passed, and then three; I kept extracting the essence from the steam and add into the boiling honey water.

I took a look at my clone, and it was doing the job as perfectly as possible. If I had been in its place, I wouldn't have been able to do a job as well as it.

A faint purple shade begins to appear on the honey. I need to continue, till it has reached the required shade.

Nine hours and twelve minutes later, it did, and I finally stopped.

I went to the library and worked for a few hours. When I returned to the central pot, it had cooled down and the shade of burble had become even deeper, just as I wanted.

I looked at it, before adding the yeast and mixing it gently, before leaving again.

I worked till late at night and slept.

I followed my usual schedule, till the nine and half am morning, when I came out from the library.

"Good," I said and began to fill it with a barrel, which my crafted in advance. It is an enormous barrel, big enough to hold all the mead for the fermentation.

It took me a few minutes to fill it before I sealed it and took it to an underground cave, where my clone had already prepared a spot, seven types of crystals.

It also requires the crystals; they are rare. They contain concentrated energies.

They are really packed with energy and mead inside and will absorb it, as for how much, I wasn't able to calculate properly.

The honey might be the most basic one, but it is made from rare plants of my core, that had absorbed the forbidden power.

It might bring unexpected changes. That is why, I placed a large number of them in the cave.

It could absorb however much it wants; to be honest, I am curious about how much it would absorb.

My clone would be constantly tracking the absorption and the changes in the mead, it will bring.

According to instructions, I need to age for around six months before I could drink, but like most magical liquors. It is an aging type; the more you age it, the better it will get.

I looked at the barrel for one last time before walking away. I will come here six months later or one month and a week of regular time.

I hope the mead will be good. I had spent a lot of precious honey in making it.