It's getting late, and night is falling. A cold wind from the Far North Ice Sheet howled across the Kawagebo Mountains and then silently invaded south. The whole city of Atlanta shivered under this sudden cold wind.

Based on the thickness of the clouds that obscured the starry sky, the experienced soothsayers of Atlanta City issued their own positive predictions, claiming that it was a heavy snowfall that had not been seen in 50 years!

However, the residents of Atlanta City did not take the account and even scoffed at it. You must know that last year's heavy snowfall was said to be rare in ten years before it came, and the year before was only once in five years, and this year, it has become a big snowstorm once in 50 years......

The co-author does not have the honorary title of five years and ten years, and the heavy snow is embarrassed to go out?

The rhetoric of the soothsayers today is taken seriously only by those who have just arrived in the North. The inhabitants of Atlanta City had already seen through their routine, and if the soothsayers didn't say anything particularly serious one winter, they all felt as if something was missing......

Algert stood outside the city, seemingly unaware of the biting cold wind. Because no matter how strong the cold wind is, it can't extinguish the fire in his heart.

Looking at the pitch-black beast-like city, the flames that ignited again in Algert's eyes were about to set the entire Atlantan City on fire.

Atlanta is a frontier city with a population of more than 100,000, surrounded by 20-meter-high walls on the front and back, protecting the city's residents in all directions.

The gates were closed at the moment, but Atlanta's poor city guards naturally couldn't stop Algert as he walked down the streets. The soldiers on the tower were still unaware.

In the empty streets, only the sound of Aljet's footsteps echoed, as if his mood was stirring at the moment!

If it weren't for Ari discovering the problem, wouldn't he have been sold and helped people to make money? He has always cheated others, when has he ever suffered such a big loss!

Under the cover of night, most of the residents had fallen asleep with the howling cold wind.

But there are always places that are always lit up. In addition to the aristocratic night banquets that reveled all night, the most were the cone-shaped mage towers rising from the ground. Because outside of the aristocracy, only magicians have the financial resources to use expensive magic crystals for daily lighting.

You must know that in the major main cities, only high-level mages are eligible to choose a vacant land and build their own mage tower on it. Since mages have always lived alone, mage towers are generally a separate conical tower.

Aljet walked under the tower, and in the darkness of the night, the huge tower-shaped building made of black and gray boulders had an extremely magnificent appearance, and the magic crystal formation emitted a gentle light, spilling the brilliance of the mage tower.

Aljet looked at the Mage Tower that he had longed for in the past, but his heart was dripping blood, because he thought that every bit of the Mage Tower's brilliance was used with his hard-earned money......

An enraged Algert stepped forward and slammed open the door to the mage's tower.

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This mage tower is more than three hundred meters high from the ground, and the diameter of the base of the tower is close to hundreds of square meters, and the single layer area is huge, even enough to accommodate dozens of 'masters' to develop various magic potions.

In fact, it is also the place where the ordinary disciples of Master Lemay make medicines. Every day, large quantities of potions are produced from here and then flow to Atlanta.

When Algert pushed the door and walked in, none of the magicians in mage robes paid any attention to him, and all of them were busy making potions with their heads down. During this time, no one even looked at him.

They never thought that someone would break into the Mage's Tower without permission. Because there is a well-known latent rule in the wizard world - every mage's mage tower is sacrosanct and protected by the laws of the kingdom.

Aljet's actions were not only a declaration of war against the owner of the Mage Tower, but also a violation of the laws of the kingdom.

But Algert didn't care, his purpose today was to get back on the field, and if he didn't make a big fuss, he felt like he would look down on himself.

With his eyes fixed on the scurrying magician, Aljet soon found the person he was looking for!

Vic, one of the many apprentices of the Apothecary Master Lemay. However, the clever Vic has always been very good at handling things, and is very favored by Master Lemay. He was even often allowed to use the first floor of the Mage Tower with the master's ordinary disciples.

You must know that the Mage Tower will accept thousands of potion crafting orders every day, and even if Master Lemay is exhausted, he will not be able to finish it. Therefore, most of the orders are actually served by the disciples of Master Lemay. If it is difficult, it will be handed over to the disciples in person, and the ordinary ones will be handed over to the ordinary disciples to practice, and then handed over to Master Lemay for signature when they are completed.

Because different potions have different difficulties in making, the abundance of oil and water is also different. Therefore, it is particularly important to be responsible for the distribution of potions.

Relying on the love of Master Lemay, Vic was like a fish in water on the entire first floor. Many potions-making tasks with a lot of oil and water will eventually fall into his hands.

When Aljet went to hand in the medicine order, the person in charge of dispensing the potion happened to be unwell, so he asked Vic to help replace him.

When Vic received the order from Algert, his eyes turned red in an instant.

In his experience, if this order is operated properly, the profit of one order is enough for him to spend a year!

He can't handle a hundred-year-old red ginseng fruit, so he will use it for ten years!

The two are very different in terms of price!

At this moment, his eyes flashed with the glint of gold coins!

Originally, due to the difficulty of making Alger's specific potions, Vic couldn't take over. But Vic isn't any ordinary person.

After Aljet left, he secretly hid the medicine list that Aljet handed over. As for the rules, he can't take this order, and he has a way to deal with it.

He directly found a personal disciple he had been worshipping all year round, asked him to take the order, and then took back the production rights from the personal disciple on the grounds of practice promotion. Then pay a higher than normal profit to this personal disciple.

This personal disciple was also happy. He doesn't have anything to lose anyway.

And he thinks what Vic said is also very reasonable, the 100-year-old red ginseng fruit and the 10-year-old red ginseng fruit, ordinary people are not easy to notice the difference in medicinal properties, and it is even more difficult to be found when made into medicine.

As long as it is not detected for a short time. Even if it doesn't feel right, you can't find it on their heads! After all, potions are not immediately visible most of the time. After waiting for a long time, who knows what the reason is?