"This time it has to be successful. Damian stepped out of the portal and muttered to himself.

Deathwing was sleeping, and when he heard Damian return, he screamed happily, and Damian walked over and petted its head.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why have you grown so big again?" Damian exclaimed, surprised at the speed at which the dragon was growing.

Deathwing is now the size of a calf, its scales getting harder and harder, and the teeth in its mouth are sharpening. This is thanks to the care that Damian has taken care of him over the past month.

Since he sold the Bernoulli Staff and got the huge sum of 7,000 gold, Damien has a lot of money and spares no cost in the cultivation of the little black dragon.

The little black dragon now eats tundra bison meat that Damien bought at a high price from the black market for every meal, which is the most delicious meat on the continent and sells for 3 silver coins per kilogram. The little black dragon eats about 10 kilograms of meat in one meal, and this huge amount of food has caused the tundra bison in the Lorraine black market to be in short supply, and the price has soared. Damien is trying to find a way to import from other countries through the Sea Serpent channel.

Another huge expense comes from the purchase of spars. Deathwing channels the energy from the hedron into itself through a special ritual called energy devouring according to the Book of Dragons. After each devouring, it falls into a long sleep.

So the little black dragon's current daily life is to eat, devour, and sleep. The growth rate of body size is amazing, in just one month, from a kitten, to a calf.

And with it comes the astonishing consumption of spars, and the ordinary spars worth about one or two hundred gold have been purchased by Damien, which has cost him most of his money, but now there are not many spars left.

"There's really nothing wrong with saying you're a money-burning machine. Damian looked at Deathwing, who was snoring again, and said with hatred. Then he came to the skeleton of the red dragon and began to go about his own business.

The cave is now much different from a month ago, and has been cleaned up after Damian decided to use it as a secret base.

It took several days to clean up the bones all over the ground, and Damian tried to tell as much as he could whose feet and whose head they were, and buried them separately.

So in the northwest corner of the cave, there stood more than a hundred small mounds, each with a weapon stuck in it.

Damien is not ready to sell this room's epic equipment (which may also be mixed with legendary), first, it is too risky, and it will fetch thousands of gold if he takes a random piece out, which is too eye-catching, and second, maybe Bernoulli's story touched him, and Damian still wants to maintain as much respect as possible for them.

The large platform to the east became the shelter of Deathwing and the four dragon eggs.

The skeleton of the red dragon Ahsan in the south was transformed into a workshop by Damien.

Now the entire studio is filled with steam, and the little black dragon looks back at the entire red dragon skeleton shrouded in white mist from time to time, not knowing what Damian is doing.

Standing in the middle, Damien stirred a large cauldron with a spoon, and in the pot was a brown viscous liquid, constantly boiling, bubbling, and exuding bursts of aroma.

"This time it should have worked, and the smell is noticeably different from the previous one. Damian said, pulling out a glass bottle filled with a blue liquid.

"In the last step, pour in a certain dose of Poraki spring water. ”

"It's a matter of success or failure. Damian meditated in his heart, closed his eyes, and poured the liquid from his hand.

There was no sound in the pot, the potion slowly stopped boiling, and the fragrance in the air began to change.

"When you smell a fishy sweet sea breeze, the instructions are made. "Damian didn't understand what a fishy sea breeze was when he first saw it, but now, he did.

That's it, the smell that immediately reminds people of the sea.

Finally it worked. Damian had a sense of relief.

It all started a month ago, when Damian found Deathwing and four dragon eggs in this place, and was basked with great joy and worried about how to raise them.

When he looked at the big puddle of excrement of the little black dragon, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The Book of Dragons records a potion that was created by the dragon mage Lawson, and its medicinal effect is to ward off evil spirits.

Evil spirits are unique to this world, and if a person is injured, he is easily invaded by evil spirits, and only the Holy Light can heal him.

Damien guessed that the so-called invasion of evil spirits should be a wound infection. I don't know how the technology tree in this world is ordered, and no one knows such basic medical knowledge.

However, perhaps because of magic, the infection in this world was much more powerful than in the previous life, and the farmer accidentally cut a small cut on his hand and died in less than three days.

Therefore, if the rich man is injured, he immediately seeks treatment from the Holy Light Master, while the poor cannot afford to pay the high price, so they simply clean the wound and pray silently.

And what Rosen invented is undoubtedly the world's antibiotic.

But unfortunately, because of the particularity of its raw materials, it cannot be promoted on a large scale, and in addition to Lawson, I am afraid that only Damian can make it in this world.

Because the most important raw material for this potion is dragon dung.

And the only remaining dragon in the world is sleeping next to Damian.

So Damien quickly realized that this was a huge business opportunity.

.........

The shop on Chuck Street, which had been under renovation for almost a month, is finally about to open.

In the eyes of the neighbors, the young apprentice named Damian seemed to be a different person, first suddenly becoming a magician, and then a brother to the boss of the Sea Serpents, and now that the grocery store is reopened, everyone wants to see what magical things he will sell.

Damian is very low-key, and he has caused a lot of trouble lately, and he doesn't want to be noticeable anymore. So when the store opened, he didn't publicize it too much, and he didn't even notify Shark Gazo and Merlin, just hung a sign at the door that would open tomorrow.

Early in the morning, when Damian arrived at the shop, he was still sleepy-eyed and awakened by the sight before him.

I saw that at the door of his shop, there were two rows of big men standing neatly, with strips of cloth tied to the blue sailboat on their arms, and when they saw Damian coming, they bowed to him in unison, and shouted loudly: "Young Master Damian, morning!"

"Hahahaha......" There was a demonic laugh in the distance, no doubt it was Shark Gazo. Since Gazo and Damian "recognized their ancestors and returned to their ancestors", his personality as a big brother in society has become more and more broken, and he responds to Damian's needs and comes to him for drinks when he has nothing to do. Sometimes he wouldn't see him for a few days, and he would ask Damian, "Where did you go, you missed me", and Damian got goosebumps when he heard it.

"Brother Damian, when the new store opens, I won't be notified of my ......" Shark Gazo slapped Damian almost to the point of bursting his heart, "It's so uninteresting!"

Damian had to smile and say, "I'm sorry, Big Brother Shark, I've been too busy these days, I forgot." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'm also a shareholder of this store, so when I learned the news, I brought my brothers over to cheer. ”

Damian looked at the strong men on the street and their solemn expressions like attending the memorial service, and thought to himself, where are you here to cheer, obviously you are here to smash the field.

"There's nothing to cheer about, a small business, a small business. If you don't tell the brothers to go back first, there is no way to open this block. ”

Because the doors of the surrounding houses are closed because of the arrival of the Sea Serpents, Damian's subtext is that you scare people away, what business do I do.

Shark Gazo also noticed that something was indeed wrong, and said, "It's okay, brothers, close the team." "There was a whistle.

In an instant, the people on the street dispersed without a trace, which shows that they are well-trained on weekdays.

"Big Shark, let's talk inside. Damian led Shark Gazo to the store.

Brother, your store seems to be well decorated, Shark Gazo walked to the door and looked, the appearance has changed a lot from the previous grocery store.

"What's the name of this shop?"

Damian pointed to the signboard above.

"Dragon House?" Shark Gazo looked confused.

"What are you selling?"