There is no doubt that Zhang Cheng's sudden display of spell-casting ability scared Mandaan a lot.

After all, he had the impression that this bastard had only been exposed to magic since he had been accepted by himself, and it had not been more than two weeks since he had been fully counted.

From an ordinary person to a mage who has mastered the spell of the second ring in two weeks, what an amazing speed!

Not to mention the apprentices in the Neverwinter Academy who were named "geniuses", they belonged to the top category of talent in the entire Faeron Continent.

You must know that learning magic has never relied on diligence and hard work, but on innate talent.

If you don't have good enough talent, no matter how hard you try, you will only be a low-level mage for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to understand the extremely complex theoretical knowledge of high-level magic.

The most typical example is Netheriel's last Grand Arcanist, Karthas, who performed his first trick at the age of two, and later learned magic as soon as he learned it, becoming a Grand Arcanist at the age of twenty-two, standing at the apex of that era, and finally inventing an unprecedented twelve-level magic, almost replacing the first generation of the Goddess of Magic.

So Mandaon had every reason to believe that his chosen heir was also a magical genius, and began to spend a lot of energy cultivating and teaching him.

Zhang Cheng did not let down his titular "father", and with the endless knowledge in his head, it only took two and a half months to reach the level of mastering the four-ring arcane.

At this time, Mandaen, who was an eighth-level mage, no longer had the ability to continue teaching, so he had to go into the laboratory under the Necropolis alone with extremely complex emotions, including envy, jealousy, and a little bit of relief, and began to study the method of transforming himself into a lich like crazy.

Since he disappeared for several months, the rights to the manor gradually passed into the hands of Zhang Cheng, the sole heir.

"Master Benny, this is the income and expenditure situation of the last two months, please take a look. The old butler respectfully presented a parchment scroll full of accounts with both hands.

"Thirty-five thousand gold coins have been credited to your account this month?" Zhang Cheng glanced at it, and immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Of course, the sugar production method you provided before, the people I arranged have been proficient, and they can produce at least five tons of syrup every month, and if it weren't for the fear that the key technology would be leaked by expanding the scale of production, the income could have increased several times. The old butler explained with a smile on his face.

After hearing this, Zhang Cheng nodded thoughtfully: "Yes! Just maintain the current scale, don't leak the news." ”

Obviously, what he came up with was not some high-level technology, but just a way to make simple maltose syrup.

You must know that sugar and honey, which can provide sweetness to food, have always been out-and-out luxuries in the Faren continent, especially in the relatively cold climate of the Northland.

Compared to using sugar cane or sugar beets to make sugar, maltose is relatively simple to make, just sprout wheat and then add some starchy crops such as glutinous rice to boil together, to get a brown, viscous syrup that can be added to bread and snacks or eaten directly.

The most important thing is that you don't have to work hard to build any complicated machinery, and you don't have to train workers, which is simply the best choice to make a fortune.

"Rest assured, I will do my best to protect the secrets of the workshop from outsiders. The old butler hurriedly bent down and bowed.

As the profits brought by the maltose syrup became more and more profitable, he was so satisfied with the sole heir of the family that he could not wait to let the merry Mandahn step down as the head of the family.

Of course, this idea can only be thought about in the mind, and I dare not put it into action at all.

Either way, Mandaan was a noble mage, and it was as easy to kill someone as he was to eat or drink.

"According to the old rules, 10,000 gold coins were sent to the beggar's nest and handed to Jesse. She is now fighting for control of the Temple of the God of Justice and needs some financial assistance. Zhang Cheng casually threw the parchment scroll aside and commanded bluntly.

"Got it! I'll send someone to deliver the money tomorrow. But I don't understand why you are so concerned about the beggar's nest?" the old butler did not object, but only raised a question.

Zhang Cheng replied with a smile: "Because whoever completely controls the beggar's nest will control one-third of the population of Neverwinter, which is equivalent to a city within a city, and its political and military significance is by no means something that can be bought with money. Then, with the Beggar's Lair as a base, we can slowly expand our influence to the Port District, the Black Lake District, and the Penisula District. Think about it, if more than three-quarters of the land and population of this city are under my control, how long can the Nasir lords sit in the seat?"

I think I understand your intentions. You are obviously more ambitious and ambitious than the old man. I promise that I will never mention this to any outsider. ”

With that, the old butler touched his chest with one hand, bowed deeply, turned and left the room and disappeared into the dim corridor.

......

At the same time, in front of the temple of the god of justice, the beggar's nest, a large group of poor people in ragged clothes were brandishing sticks and stones, cursing loudly, and occasionally throwing stones out of their hands and spitting on the steps of the temple.

If it had been before the turbulent years, this kind of serious blasphemy would have led to the arrival of the incarnation of the gods, and then it would have been a massacre.

Don't think that the gods of the good camp are weak and can be bullied!

On the contrary, the kindness they advocate is not blind connivance and forbearance, but iron and blood justice.

However, after the turbulent years, the gods finally realized that the unparalleled power of His Majesty Io, the god of the gods, was not something they could compete with, and they were all defeated to the mortal world and walked as saints, and many gods lost their lives for this, so no one dared to easily descend into the physical world.

Fortunately, the siege did not last long, and as the sun was about to set, the demonstrators retreated into the dark alleys.

No one noticed that in every alley, there were people handing out silver coins to these guys.

Yes!

They didn't gather for no reason to make trouble!

It's organized! Purposeful trouble!

As one of the masterminds behind the scenes, Jesse was hiding in a nearby house at the moment, admiring the shocked and angry expressions of the priests and holy warriors of the God of Justice in the temple through the cracks in the window, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

While laughing, she did not forget to mock and said, "Hahahaha! This is the servant of the great God of Justice? It's ridiculous! A bunch of poor ghosts have made them miserable." I don't think it will be long before these guys won't be able to hold on and take the initiative to get out of the beggar's nest. ”

"Hey, hey, you're right! But the question is, why are we going to give money to those poor people? Wouldn't it be better to force them to do that?"

"Idiot! What do you know, do you think it will have the same effect if you force them? Benny said that only fools choose to use violence, we are smart people, we have to learn to manipulate people's hearts with profit......"