At this time, on the top floor of the headquarters, in the huge office, Piram was working on documents, and the alchemy workshop was very profitable, and he was already considering whether to buy a fourth villa.

Knock Knock Knock –

A sharp knock on the door caused Piram to frown in displeasure, but he whispered in response.

"Come in."

"My lord, I got the goods!"

As soon as he entered the office, Sanderson shook the Coke in his hand like a treasure, causing countless bubbles to surge.

"Really?"

Still, Pyram gestured to his desk, where two bottles of Coke were placed, just like the one Sanderson had in his hand.

"Hey, my lord, have you already copied it? Oh my God, you're a genius, one in a million! ”

Sanderson immediately flattered, but when he saw Piram's face change, he didn't dare to say anything.

"You idiot! Haven't you read the newspapers for the past two days? ”

Pieram roared under his breath as he smashed the Daily Priest at Sanderson, the dogleg who didn't dare to dodge and let the newspaper hit him in the face with a snapping sound.

"This thing called Coke has become a household name in Plester, and everyone is vying to buy it, queuing up from the store all the way down the street!"

When Piram first saw the newspaper, he was intrigued by the mysterious drink, but when he discovered that the store selling Coke was Warren's Apothecary, which Antoine had worked with for many years, he had a sense of foreboding, and it was not until he sent his men to buy it that he finally confirmed that it was the product that Reiner had commissioned Antoine to make.

I don't know what tricks Antoine or Reiner behind him used to get "Daily Priest" to publish such an influential novel.

"W-So famous?"

Sanderson was stunned, he was not very literate, and naturally it was impossible for him to subscribe to the newspaper, but he knew that his boss had invested in several newspapers, such as "Priest Daily", "Priest Life" or something, as for "Daily Priest", it didn't seem to be his own property.

"In just one day, Daily Priest's sales have increased by 50 percent, and the market share has climbed to 40 percent, you know, how much money did it cost me to make this pedantic and old newspaper almost bankrupt!"

Piram has already left his anger, he cultivated those newspapers, all in order to create public opinion for himself in the future, as a mage, it is difficult for Piram to advance again, he can only seek a career in public office, relying on his status as a businessman to become a city councilor, and then waiting for an opportunity to seize the position of mayor and successfully enter the upper class.

Daily Priest, a newspaper that had reported on Piram's unfair competition in the past, was his enemy!

Now, the two enemies of Daily Priest and Antoine have come together.

"It's time for them both to fall into the abyss."

Piram snapped the knuckles of his fingers, his face gloomy.

"My lord, are we going to use that trick again?"

Sanderson is naturally referring to the imitation of Coke, and then dumping at a low price, this method has been tried and tested, and the opponents are angry one by one, but they are helpless, which makes Sandersen feel quite happy.

"Idiot, do you think I haven't thought about it?"

Piram cursed, then picked up a bottle of Coke on the table.

"I've already shown the production team that the main ingredient in this drink is ordinary sugar water, and it's easy to replicate a similar taste, but that's not the point."

"What's wrong with that?"

Sandersen, of course, didn't understand those alchemies, and hurriedly asked.

"Hmph, you'll know when you open the bottle of Coke in your hand."

Piram looked at the Coke that had been violently shaken in Sandersen's hand and said coldly.

For some reason, Sanderson tried to open the metal cap with his hand but failed, and after thinking about it, he bit it with his teeth, and then lifted it, and the Coke was opened.

At the same time, a large amount of air is released.

The cap struck Sanderson's upper teeth like a bullet, knocking out one of his teeth, and a large amount of gas coke gushed all over his body, and the sugar water quickly became a viscous liquid, making Sanderson embarrassed.

"What is this!?"

The first time Sanderson encountered this drink, the shock was so great that he even forgot to be angry.

"There is a special gas in Coke, colorless and odorless, which can be dissolved in water, which can give Coke a special flavor, and will also take away excess heat due to the release of gas, so as to achieve the effect of cooling...... Forget it, it's useless to tell you, anyway, you just need to know that we can't produce this gas now. ”

Piram shook his head, this particular gas seemed to be a new substance, but Antoine didn't publish a paper and simply used it as a drink???

He couldn't figure it out, the alchemy team tried several known gases, but either they couldn't dissolve in water, or it would cause the taste of the cola to change, so far, the alchemists who had paid a lot of money to bring back Pilam still had no clue, and they couldn't even make the inferior version.

But Piram knew that he couldn't put it off any longer, and of course Crescent Coke was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he never had a chance again.

So Piram ordered them to use sugar water as an ingredient to make the closest Coke, although the taste was much worse than the original Coke, but Piram was ready to use a price war to fight their opponents.

Since Antoine's Coke has a chance to get another bottle, then Piram will directly halve the price!

Although according to the cost of the alchemy array, such a profit is very small, and it is even a loss if you count all kinds of consumption, but as long as you can seize the market, then everything is worth it.

"It's impossible for the untouchables to tell the taste of the two kinds of coke anyway, so that's enough."

By tomorrow, the Coke from Piram's Alchemy Workshop will be delivered to his major shops and restaurants, and Piram is also preparing to have his newspapers put advertisements on the front lines, devoting the entire page to Piram's Coke.

Such a shocking propaganda advertisement is definitely higher than the kind of fiction that I don't know what to call it.

"As for you, Sanders, you go and steal Antoine's alchemy circle for me, I will analyze it and write this gas into the paper, and completely take everything from them!"

Piram commanded in an imposing manner, unaware that he had mistaken Sandersen's name.

He looked at the mutilated photograph on the table, and at the moment there was only endless anger in his heart, wanting to make Antoine's death have no place to bury.