The most powerful wizard in the magic world

Gerlin's departure caused quite a stir in the manor. Naanman, Green, and Fresa sat around the long oak dining table, with a huge parchment in front of them, densely written with records of the affairs of the manor and the pharmacy.

"So, what should we do next?" Naanman broke the silence, her voice echoing in the spacious restaurant, and seemed a little weak. Her fingers tapped lightly on the table unconsciously, showing her inner anxiety.

"First, we need to find out why Gerling left," Fresa raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination, "If he left because of some emergency, then we must sort things out faster to ensure that the operation of the manor is not affected."

"Indeed," Green nodded, with a trace of worry on his face, "The fields of the manor need to be managed, and the medicines in the pharmacy need to be supplied on time. We can't let anything go wrong."

"I understand, but there may be differences of opinion among the three of us. Everyone has different views and methods of handling affairs." Naanman pursed her lips, with some worry in her eyes, "We need to try to reach an agreement, otherwise the future of the manor may be threatened."

"Then let's start with the most urgent matter," Green suggested. He pointed to an item on the parchment, "This is a new order for the pharmacy. We must deliver it before tomorrow. We must ensure that the medicine is not out of stock."

"I can go to the pharmacy to supervise the shipment." Fresa responded quickly, patting his chest, "I have enough experience to handle the orders."

"But in that case, who will manage the fields on the estate?" Naanman interrupted hastily. She was always worried that accidents might happen in tense situations.

"We can take turns." Green quickly came up with an idea. "I'll be in charge of supervising the work in the fields. Naanman, you can take some time to go to the pharmacy to check the supply chain and see if there are any problems."

"Okay." Naanman finally agreed, although there was still an uneasy voice in her heart. She knew that this was a game, everyone's responsibilities were important, and perfect coordination was full of uncertainty.

As time went by, the three of them started to act separately. When Naanman walked out of the manor, the air was filled with the fresh scent of soil. She took a deep breath and tried to focus on her work at the medicine store. The medicine store was not far from the manor. After crossing the wheat fields, you could reach the small and warm building.

"Old Charlie, are you there?" Naanman pushed open the door of the pharmacy. The smell of herbs and spices coming from inside made her relax instantly.

"Miss Na, come in quickly, a new batch of medicine has just arrived!" Old Charlie's voice came from behind the medicine cabinet. He is the owner of the drugstore. The traces of time have left countless deep and shallow wrinkles on his face, but he is still energetic and nimble.

"I'll be right there." Naanman walked over quickly and looked at the neatly arranged medicines, feeling happy. "I have already confirmed the order for this batch of medicines. They are indeed prepared according to Gerling's requirements."

"That's good. This way we can ensure that there are no problems with the supply of medicines." Old Charlie breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned again. "However, several customers have recently reported that some of our medicines are of substandard quality. I'm worried that this may be a hidden danger."

"Quality issue?" Naanman was stunned for a moment, and felt the arduousness of the task more and more. "Can you confirm which drugs are involved?"

"They are several commonly used medicines, especially cold medicines and painkillers. I am worried that I still have to review the qualifications of the suppliers and not let the customers be affected." Old Charlie touched his chin, with a worried look in his eyes.

"Then we need to check the supply chain immediately. I will call several reliable suppliers to confirm the quantity and quality." Naanman decided. She felt a sense of urgency in her heart and could not help but speed up her actions.

Green was inspecting the fields on the estate. Through the sunlight, he saw the rice seedlings swaying in the breeze. The breath of life seemed to rejuvenate him, but it was interrupted in an instant. The farmers gathered together, looking a little uneasy.

"What happened?" Green walked forward and greeted him, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Mr. Green, there's news recently that the nearby spring water has been polluted and the yield per acre of the estate may be affected." A farmer said with a worried look on his face.

"Spring water pollution? This is terrible!" Green frowned and thought for a long time, "We have to check the water source immediately to make sure there is no problem with the water quality." He knew that if there was a problem with the water source, the crops on the manor would be threatened, not to mention that the farmers' livelihoods would also be at risk.

Green immediately gathered several farmers and headed for the source of the spring. On the way, he felt uneasy. The manor after Gerling left seemed to be facing one unpredictable crisis after another.

Soon, they came to the spring, the water was crystal clear, and the swaying shadows of the trees around cast mottled light and shadows, as if time had stopped here. However, a closer look revealed that there were several pieces of garbage near the spring, and several pieces of unknown substances were floating on the water.

"This is the source of pollution!" Green's eyes became more determined. He turned to the farmers and said, "We must clean up the waste and ensure the purity of the water source."

"Okay, Mr. Green, let's go find the tools now!" Several farmers nodded. They knew the importance of water to the manor and immediately started to get busy.

After some efforts, the garbage around the spring was cleaned up and the water surface became clear again. Feeling the fresh air, Green felt a little calmer, but he knew that this was just the beginning and the road ahead was still difficult and dangerous.

Fresa was also working hard to process the orders at the pharmacy. The delivery of the medicines was in full swing, but the sudden problem made him feel difficult.

"Freisa, the shipment of this batch of medicines is delayed." A worker came running to report, "The tire of the delivery truck is broken."

"The tire is broken? We can't wait any longer." Fresa said anxiously, "Tomorrow is the deadline. If we can't deliver the medicine today, it will have a great impact on the reputation of the pharmacy."

"Time waits for no one. While the car is being repaired, we need to find an alternative mode of transportation. We cannot miss this critical opportunity." Fresa began to think. He took out his mobile phone and hurriedly called the local freight company.