The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low profile

Chapter 17: The Future [Legendary Potion Master]

May 15, 1645.

This is an important day worthy of being written into history.

Perhaps, only in a forgotten corner of the next day's newspaper will there be a record of this day's astronomical anomaly—the advent of the Blood Moon!

But as the wheels of history rumble forward.

When later generations翻open the heavy historical documents.

Upon detailed exploration, they will discover that a large number of important transcendents and mysterious forces are inextricably linked to this day's Blood Moon.

The trajectory of fate, the tides of the era, the anchoring of destiny.

All the poems will be fixed at the moment of nightfall today, and then a seemingly ordinary stroke will be inscribed.

Some will gain, and some will lose.

Once, the unfortunate fellow known as the "Evil Spirit Warlock," a pawn callously manipulated by fate, lost so, so much!

On May 8th, a full week prior, at the wrong time, he inherited an incomplete legacy, anchoring himself to something terrifying that he shouldn't have.

When the scarlet glow of the Blood Moon shone upon his young and bewildered face.

He walked on the vast earth covered in the gauze of the Blood Moon.

He could feel that he seemed to have missed something.

But he had no ability to salvage anything, and could only reach out his palms in confusion to grasp at something.

But the light of the Blood Moon slipped away through the gaps.

And this time, Zorn, who had long planned and prepared.

Was not only well-prepared, but also had many backup plans.

...

Morning.

Amidst the mist and the cool dew.

The martial artist practiced the "Skull Cracking Fist" while carefully experiencing it.

Star Mark罡qi, with the blooming of the fist technique, each punch was light as if carrying great weight.

Immersed in cultivation, Zorn could feel that the accumulation of "Star Mark罡qi" was particularly fast today.

Of course, the bewildered one who served as a "sandbag" yesterday also played a significant role.

Currently, burdened with academic responsibilities, Zorn did not have much personal time for "hard cultivation."

But after completing his studies, in about a month.

He could participate in some clubs, or even create his own club, a club belonging to transcendents.

The morning light passed through the leaves full of dew, shining on Zorn's face, mottled and hazy.

A slight, indescribable sense of stagnation permeated the air.

If one wasn't intentionally aware, it would be absolutely difficult to detect.

The enlightenment of fate is always foreshadowed.

After收fist, Zorn quietly summarized his gains in his mind.

Until the butler Gronk came over.

...

At the breakfast table.

The food was more abundant than usual.

Besides the usual milk, fried eggs, bacon, vegetable salad, and so on.

There were also more bread, meat soup, and fried golden meat patties.

It was said that this mixed fried meat patty eating habit was passed down from the great nobles of圣Sman.

Strange trends blew into the奥Ston Republic, and also onto Zorn's table.

Looking at the delicious and tempting food that filled half the table, Zorn looked at Gronk helplessly and said.

"Uncle Gronk, I've already said that breakfast doesn't need to be so lavish."

Gronk stubbornly explained.

"Young Master Zorn, you are at the age of growing, even if you possess extraordinary power, you still need to eat your fill."

Zorn couldn't help but rub his abdomen, he now eagerly desired to have a "Glutton's Stomach."

One meal could take in a week's worth of food.

"Glutton's Stomach" could help transcendents devour more food, gain astonishing strength, and also save a lot of dining time.

"Uncle Gronk, how are the stocks of the Steam Giant Whale号doing?"

Zorn asked during the meal.

From the smile that Gronk couldn't suppress at the corners of his mouth, Zorn had already guessed the result.

Mentioning the Steam Giant Whale号, the gray-haired Gronk seemed to have returned to his youth, his tone becoming much more forceful.

"According to your previous instructions, I spent a total of 2360 gold pounds to purchase the stocks of the Steam Giant Whale号."

"The average price per share was 1.2 gold pounds."

"Just yesterday afternoon, at the贝乐欧航海公司, I submitted the stock certificates and bank account."

"In a few days, a full seventeen thousand seven hundred gold pounds of stock dividends will be deposited into the family's account."

Speaking of this, the old butler Gronk was particularly excited.

After all, this was the largest sum of money he had ever come into contact with in so many years.

"Of course, the taxes that need to be paid are also indispensable."

"The purchase of the stocks was initially conducted in the name of your father, Baron Lyon."

"The tax bill has Baron Lyon's exclusive noble印章on it."

"Therefore, we will probably need to pay about 8% in taxes."

"If it were in your name, we would have to pay 15% in taxes."

"After paying taxes, there will still be sixteen thousand two hundred and eighty-four gold pounds."

Hearing this, Zorn nodded slightly.

His father, Lyon Carrick, had the officially certified title of "Baron."

And he, in terms of the Republic's laws, was just an ordinary person.

Now, he could still use his father's title to seek some convenience.

"In addition, this month we need to repay an extra principal of about five thousand three hundred gold pounds, interest of one thousand one hundred gold pounds, for a total of six thousand four hundred gold pounds."

"Adding the previously retained two thousand four hundred gold pounds."

"This month, we can still have a surplus of twelve thousand five hundred gold pounds."

With so much money on hand all of a sudden, the pressure in Zorn's heart was also reduced a lot.

At the same time, in the depths of his heart, there was also a slight sense of relief.

He deeply knew the terror of the trajectory of fate, and maintained reverence for it!

He also worried that after穿越and acquiring the identity of "Zorn Carrick," the door of fate would be welded shut, and he would be dragged into the abyss.

Repeating the mistakes of five years later.

Now it seemed that he had avoided the wrong time of inheritance and prevented the bankruptcy of the Carrick family.

Currently, he had quietly leveraged the trajectory of fate.

And today, he was about to inherit the sequence of the big BOSS [Evil Spirit Warlock] and complete a gorgeous transformation.

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After a moment of thought, Zorn slowly withdrew his mind and opened his mouth to say.

"Uncle Gronk, I need you to go to the factory district in the south and find a way to acquire a small to medium-sized steam factory that can accommodate one hundred to two hundred workers. If there are also some steam engine boilers that can provide power inside, that would naturally be even better."

More than ten thousand gold pounds could not be left in hand, allowing it to mold.

[Evil Spirit Warlock] was about to go online.

With "exploitation" and "extraction," as well as a steam factory that extracted the "blood and sweat" and "life" of workers, it had to be set up.

This would be the most perfect disguise for the Evil Spirit Warlock.

Moreover, it would be the source of the Evil Spirit Warlock's continuous growth in strength.

"At the same time, I need to recruit a batch of graduates with basic knowledge of medicinal herbs."

"Hmm…奥格兰City's public university has many graduates in these fields, and they are facing the dilemma of unemployment upon graduation."

"I think my factory will provide them with good jobs that match their majors."

"At the same time…"

Zorn rubbed his brow.

"I also need a chief pharmacist."

"A chief pharmacist who is utterly loyal to me, and will never… betray me."

In his thoughts, Zorn already had a suitable candidate.

Through his understanding of奥格兰City's public university, Zorn knew that the future "Legendary Potion Master" should now be confused and worried about his future.

Now, Zorn needed to help him find the direction to move forward.

There was no future in调制potions for nobles to increase their床上threshold and excitement intensity.

In his previous life, this kind of profession would start with a death sentence.

Wandering under the pomegranate skirts of those noble widows, enjoying a moment of pleasure was also not a long-term solution.

调制real potions, even magic potions that could help transcendents achieve transformation, or even top magic potions that could drive the surge of the entire world's tides and reach a higher height.

This was the correct way to open [Potion Master].

After breakfast, it was still early before noon.

Zorn came to the study, took out stationery, picked up a delicate blue钢笔dipped in ink, and began to write a letter.

"Respected Potion Master, Vladimir柯金阁下.

It has been three months since you last published your potion theory in the newspaper.

I deeply admire your unconstrained imagination and incredible creativity in potion.

I have a little idea, some doubts, in potion.

Perhaps… you can give some answers.

...

Your faithful reader—Zorn Carrick, respectfully!"

...

Soon, a letter sufficient to move the potion master "Vladimir柯金" had already been written.

Of course, these words were not enough to really make Vladimir柯金read this letter carefully.

When sealing the letter, Zorn stuffed 10 gold pounds inside.

Held in his hand, the heavy feeling was quite eye-catching.

And this was also Zorn's small reward for seeking answers from the other party.

After carefully instructing him again, the butler Gronk left with the letter.

"Hopefully there will be a good result. If this Vladimir is unwilling to come, then I can only look for other candidates."

Vladimir was the best candidate, but Zorn obviously wouldn't hang himself on one tree.

He had many other candidates.

奥格兰City was an important node in the tide of the Steam Age, and there were many, many important "characters" here.

Now, Zorn, who was in the development period, needed to better establish relationships with these important "characters."

After doing all this, the time was already approaching noon.

The coachman Old Nero parked the carriage in the courtyard, waiting for Zorn's arrival. He looked good, and the fright he received a week ago had finally recovered.

If Old Nero had an accident, then Zorn would need to drive the carriage himself.

Although he also possessed this skill, and even drifting around corners in a carriage, he had not played with it, but it was somewhat undignified.

Taking a deep breath, Zorn stood up, stretched out his arms and stretched his body.

Slightly rotating the double snake ring on his middle finger, feeling the slight蠕动climbing 化snake middle finger, he lightly exhaled, and then after putting on the prepared things, he walked outside.

After getting into the carriage, Old Nero, who had already received orders, knew the destination that Young Master Zorn was going to today, and immediately started the carriage.

Today, he had been looking forward to Miss乔丽娅's party for a long time, and had made a lot of preparations for it.

On哥洛Long Street with mottled tree shadows, the carriage moved slowly forward.

The sound of哒哒horse蹄and车辙intertwined into a beautiful乐章, like the prelude to登on stage.