The "Black Gold Chamber of Commerce" is a very low-key super consortium.

Hidden beneath the surface of the water, there are many small merchant groups under the command of this giant crocodile, and their business scope covers almost all fields such as mining, technology, potions, food, textiles, etc.

Maybe people in this era don't know how terrifying this kind of capital predator is, but Wren's previous life, who was accustomed to the routines of financial conglomerates, knows very well that it is this kind of "lowly businessman" who seems to be inferior to a small nobleman, but it will infiltrate everything in your life without you noticing.

Forged machine factory steel, food to eat, clothing to wear, equipment for hunting, and even coins issued by the Empire... There are their shadows.

The "Black Gold Chamber of Commerce" had already built a huge monopoly business empire before the high nobles of the two empires were aware of it.

.......

Most of Ilubeck's daily laboratory consumables and materials are supplied by "black gold merchants", and the two sides have a certain friendship.

When Wren returned to the lab, several men dressed in black were waiting anxiously at the door of the lab.

Seeing that outsiders were coming, they showed a strong vigilance, this was the escort of the "Black Gold Chamber of Commerce".

After Wren revealed his identity, the men in black apologized one after another.

He didn't say anything, but walked in, and saw a man in charge talking something at the operating table.

"Dr. Ilubeck, we can't trust the city's hospitals, and our chamber of commerce's own doctors can't solve Lord Sam's injuries. So, I'm just sorry for you..."

"Well, the wounded are put on the operating table. Chapman steward, you go out and wait..."

The old man didn't say much, and checked the unconscious Sam on the operating table.

He watched Wren come in and beckoned, "Wren, I just happen to have surgery, you come and help me." ”

Wren: "Yes, Teacher. ”

The steward took his top hat and buckled it to his chest, bowed slightly to Ilubeck, and said politely, "Then I'll trouble you, Doctor." ”

......

"Someone is going to shoot the 'Black Gold Chamber of Commerce'..."

Wren was also slightly surprised when he saw the seriously injured Uncle Sam. Unexpectedly, after a farewell, goodbye was on the operating table.

If you think about it, it's not hard to guess why.

In fact, he also had a premonition.

In the newspapers of recent times, the "Black Gold Chamber of Commerce" has been restricted throughout the two empires. Especially on the side of the Radiant City, the arrangement was even more devastatingly strangled by various forces.

The biggest attack on the wasteland was ostensibly an attack by the "Black Skull Monster Bandits", one of the three major monster thieves in Omar, for money, but no matter how strong this monster thief group is, is it really qualified to shake this kind of chaebol?

Don't think about it, there are only two imperial royal families and top aristocratic groups with this courage and ability.

The old aristocrats still have the idea of collecting rents from old landlords, and they can live well by guarding some of the industries passed down from their ancestors. They thought they had the vast majority of raw resources in their hands... It is the richest and most noble class.

But I don't know that this kind of small merchant group that circulates between major territories and resells transportation to earn the difference in price is the real profit. Gather sand into a sea, and still be rich and rival the country.

It is a pity that this is a society where imperial power is supreme.

The Black Gold Chamber of Commerce has developed rapidly in recent years, and it has reached the point that the royal families of the two empires want to directly swallow this piece of fat and get rich.

Thinking of this, Wren didn't know why, and a charming face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Now Uncle Sam, who is the guard, is injured like this, that... And what about the Countess?

......

I regained my mind and began surgery.

Uncle Sam's injuries are complex, with trauma, toxins, and traces of witchcraft like curses.

Ilubeck peeled off the gauze he had bandaged, and then had Wren wash the wound with a new potion.

"Connect to a ventilator and inject a 'high-grade exorcism potion'..."

"One hundred milliliters of 'cardiotonic potion', ready to cut out the necrotic tissue..."

"Wren, you help me deal with the toxin wound on the wounded man's leg, cross cut, purification potion cleaning..."

“...”

The operation was carried out in an orderly manner.

This sewer laboratory has the most advanced equipment in the entire medical world, and there are top doctors like Ilubeck, as long as the person who brings in is still breathing, the probability of death is very low.

Moreover, I have to say that the old man's eight spider legs and the "ten-handed monster" with two human arms are simply too convenient to operate.

You don't need anyone to help you hand out pliers, scalpels, or anything... He can do cutting, suturing, debridement all at the same time... Seven or eight people were busy with the operation, and he could easily do it alone.

As for Wren... It's just that Ilubeck, as a teacher, is just a little help in order to improve the practical level of his disciples.

......

Two hours later, the operation was successfully completed.

For Ilubeck, Uncle Sam's injury, although complicated, is not too much of a problem.

He looked at some of the wounds that Wren was working on and complimented, "Well, it's not bad. ”

If it is a student of the Royal College of Medicine, no matter how talented he is, the mentor will not dare to let a one-month apprentice directly start treating patients.

But Wren performed really well, and his mentality was always stable, as he usually did when he practiced, which was based on his self-confidence based on his extremely skilled surgery.

Ilulbeck pointed to Uncle Sam's wound and began to teach, saying, "The reason why many doctors can't deal with this kind of compound injury is because they only see the superficial injuries and ignore the secondary and tertiary injuries of the injured. Especially when it comes to injuries involving extraordinary strength, many times it needs to be seen as a whole, and toxins, black magic, and elemental magic can cause multiple mixed wounds within the human body, from the outside to the inside..."

"Hmm... Got it, teacher. ”

Wren listened and nodded, thoughtful.

Sam's injuries are all in the surgical books, but when he is treated by a general doctor, the first thing that comes to mind is to deal with them one by one... Like the doctors who bandaged the wounds on Sam's body before.

I did everything right, but I just couldn't cure it.

This is a "consumable disease".

This is where the benefit of having a top tutor can use his experience to coherent the content of the textbook and deal with more complex situations.

Ilubeck turned to Wren and said, "You record the process of this operation and write it to me." ”

After a pause, he said: "The wounded's life has been saved, and the subsequent care will be carried out according to the normal procedure." You go and call the people from the 'Black Gold Chamber of Commerce' outside to come in and take them away..."

After the operation, Ilubeck confessed again, and without wasting much time, he returned to his operating table.

Wren nodded, "Yes, teacher." ”

......

Uncle Sam made it out of the lab alive, and the chamber manager named Chapman finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ilubeck was not interested in wasting research time and negotiating some polite words with people, and Renne, a disciple, became the object of gratitude from these people in the "Black Gold Chamber of Commerce".

The steward looked grateful, and then said apologetically, "Dr. Wren, thank you so much. The contemptible also knew that the doctor didn't like to be bothered, but this time it was really helpless. I can't do anything about Sam's injury..."

Even if he knew that Wren was an apprentice, the steward was polite.

After a pause, he asked the men in black jackets to take out some items, and said, "This is the fee for the operation, and I will give it to the doctor in a moment." ”

Wren looked at the things sent by the steward, most of them were some medical materials. Of course, his apprentice also had a bag of rattling gold coins.

He said casually: "You don't have to be so polite, Uncle Sam used to take care of me a lot." ”

Hearing this, the steward was surprised, "Dr. Wren, do you know Master Sam?" ”

"Hmm."

Wren was indeed curious about what was going on with them, so he said directly, "Mr. Benjamin, Ms. Susan... And, of course, the honorable lady. We came to the City of Radiance together. ”

He guessed that the name of "Lady Vanessa" was a pseudonym, and it was unknown whether she was even a countess, so he could only vaguely call "Madame." ”

"Do you know the Vice President?"

Hearing this, the steward was not calm, and then he looked at Wren quietly.

To be able to tell the timeline and whereabouts, or to be a disciple of Dr. Ilubeck, is not a lie.

Vice President?

Wren probably knew who the lady was, "Hmm. Madame took good care of me. If it is convenient for you, please also bring me my best greetings to that lady. ”

"Ahh This..."

Hearing this, the steward's face immediately became a little ugly.

After a pause, Wren vaguely guessed something, and asked tentatively: "We haven't seen each other for more than a month, why is Uncle Sam injured like this?" ”

“...”

Listening, the steward frowned, his eyes flickered slightly, and he obviously felt that the question was a little difficult.

Wren felt that he might have designed some secret of the "Sombra Chamber of Commerce", so he didn't plan to ask, "Sorry, I asked abruptly." Uncle Sam's injuries are fine, I'll go back to the lab first. ”

With that, he was ready to turn around and go back to the lab.

"No, no, no, the reason for Sam's injury is not a secret."

At this time, the steward thought of something, and continued the previous topic: "It's just that this matter has a big impact on the reputation of our Chamber of Commerce... Because, the vice president, they are in distress in the wasteland and have lost contact..."

When Wren heard this, his pupils shrank slightly.

The lady was in distress... Missing?