Ethan's eyes lit up. He'd been thinking too narrowly. The [Blue Ice Potion recipe Intel] needs a [Pharmacist] to use, but it doesn't say it has to be a player.
Instead of looking for a player who has done a class change to [Pharmacist], it would be easier to find an NPC with the [Pharmacist] job.
There aren't many players who have finished their class change yet, and most of them chose combat classes. Non-combat classes like [Pharmacist] are usually taken by players who don't like fighting.
And those players level up very slowly.
If Ethan wanted to find a player [Pharmacist], it would take a lot of time—and time was exactly what he lacked.
So he planned to get the recipe first and see if he could learn anything useful from it, like the names of the required materials.
With that in mind, Ethan turned to Elise and asked:
"By the way, Elise, do you know if anyone in our safe zone is a [Pharmacist]?"
"Not just our safe zone—nearby ones are fine too."
