"How's the information you want to investigate?"

Behind the headquarters of the seaside, in a luxurious manor-style villa, a fat old man, holding a huge pipe, looked at the golden light cast by the sunset on the sea, and asked casually for a long time.

In the shadows in the corner of the room, a masked thief in pitch-black leather armor stood, and the thin middle-aged man Dagar, who called himself an "intermediate pharmacist", stood behind the old man with his head bowed profusely, silent and silent.

"The host, few useful clues. ”

The black-armored thief reported in a deep voice: "The Remley Apothecary Workshop is located in the production workshop in the civilian area, and the pharmaceutical processes are almost unguarded, almost openly placed in the open air for processing, and it is surprising that the person in charge of dispensing the potions is actually a group of housewives who have no foundation in [pharmacy]......"

The obese old man turned around abruptly without warning, and his fat palm fiercely slapped on the emaciated cheek of the "intermediate pharmacist" Dagar, and the four huge gemstone rings on his fingers left four deep pitts on Dagar's cheeks.

Under the huge volley, Dagar screamed and threw away, but he didn't dare to wail and quickly got up, and stood back in front of the fat old man, not even daring to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, the pain made the skin at the corners of his eyes twitch nervously, and he trembled and swung all over.

As if nothing had happened, the fat old man moved his steps indifferently, moved his fat body to the sofa and sat down, pressed the soft sofa into the depths, knocked his pipe on the wooden coffee table, looked left and right, and his vulture-like sharp eyes were fixed on Dagar's body.

Dagar trembled, did not dare to hesitate to bow down and stretched out his palm, the fat old man nodded with satisfaction, poured out the embers in his pipe, stuffed tobacco into the gorgeous big pipe and lit it again, and smoked it "click, click".

The air was filled with the stench of burnt flesh, and Dagar clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and squeezed the pinch of embers in his palm, not daring to spill the slightest spill on the expensive snow-white wool carpet on the ground.

"There's no need to pay attention to what is on the surface......"

While enjoying the tobacco brought from the East, the fat old man casually picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, tasted a sip of wine as red as blood, and suddenly became angry again, raised his hand and smashed half a glass of wine and a glass chiseled out of a whole crystal on Dagar's forehead, and roared: "You fool! This is what you did! Pushed a group of high-ranking magicians into the arms of others!

Dagar curled up like a beaten wild dog, and finally howled uncontrollably, begging, "My lord, forgive me for my mistakes, it's none of my business......! Woo~cough!Woo~"

After stuffing the whole pipe burning hot tobacco into the wailing Dagar's mouth, the fat old man ignored the mess of the long-haired carpet made by crystal shards, red wine and Dagar's blood all over the floor, laboriously supported his knees with the palms of his hands, stood up and took a crystal cup again, poured himself a glass of wine, and asked in a flat tone: "Have you found out who has the recipe?"

"According to the various clues available, it seems to be the work of a certain great magician in the "University of Science and Magic" under the pseudonym 'Remli'! From the inside of the "Mercenary Guild", it is said that the experimental team of the master Lymli has encountered financial problems, so he sold the potion through an apprentice. ”

The black-armored thief turned a blind eye to what had just happened, and said, "According to the analysis, they took out this batch of potions to find the apothecary store in the Magic Bazaar, they should be tempting 'us' to seek an opportunity for cooperation, after all, there are not many forces in [Coran City] that can afford the cost of a large experimental team."

He glanced vaguely at Dagar, who was shivering in the corner of the sofa like a dead dog, and continued: "However, after the other party found that the Pharmacist Guild showed signs of embezzling their potion formula, he immediately threw himself into the Mercenary Guild and threw out a low-grade potion for mass production to draw funds. ”

"Find this Master Lemli! Tell him that we are the best partner!"

The fat old man glanced at Dagar, whose mouth was covered with blood and burnt bubbles, and sighed remembrance: "As for this stupid fellow, send him to my poor Shalena!

After curling up on the ground for a moment, Dagar suddenly jumped up and screamed heartbreakingly, "No! no! you can't do this! I ......"

He suddenly turned around and frantically fled from the house, and the black-armored thief bowed respectfully to the fat old man silently, and then disappeared unhurriedly into the shadows in the corner of the house, and there was a half-frightened scream on the grass outside the villa.

Soon after, on the hillside behind the villa, a new grave with the name of "Salena" engraved on it was piled up......

The dark tide of the outside world is surging, and it can't affect "Master Lemli" for the time being, so when "Kemo University" opens, Jialan took the proceeds of this period of time and went to "Kemo University" with Alan to take the entrance exam.

Before leaving the Brown family temporarily, Jialan once said that she planned to take her two young apprentices to school together, but the Brown couple, who had already tasted the sweetness of the pharmaceutical industry, rejected Jialan's proposal on the grounds that they needed the Brown sisters, who had mastered the formula of [Violet Cream], to prepare medicinal powder.

In this regard, Jialan can only express helplessness to the Brown sisters, who are full of longing and resentment.

In fact, after seven days, he had already mastered more than 40,000 Gintaran Jialan, which had already made up enough tuition for the enrollment period of "Kemo University", and there was no need for "Lemli's Potion Workshop" to operate for the time being.

But for the Brown family, this is a great opportunity for them to get out of the common class and enter the wealthy upper class, and naturally they cannot give up easily.

Moreover, the entire "industrial chain" formed under the drive of "Lymli Potion Workshop" has gradually taken shape, and if Jialan insists on closing "Limeley Potion Workshop", I am afraid it will bring a series of negative reactions.

In desperation, Jialan had no choice but to allow "Remley's Potion Workshop" to continue operating, while she took a break to study at "Kemo University".