Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Medicinal chemistry is a discipline that studies the structure and activity of drugs based on chemistry and biology. It reveals the mechanism of action of drugs and physiologically active substances at the molecular level and studies the metabolic process of drugs and physiologically active substances in the body by discovering, modifying and optimizing existing lead compounds.

In nature, how can everything go as one wishes?
Since you can’t, do it yourself!

However, this road is full of thorns, and it is not easy to really get what you want. Too many people choose to give up on the road and fail to get through the darkness before dawn; too many people fail to make it to the end for various reasons and end up making wedding clothes for others; and even more people take the wrong road from the beginning, and after overcoming all the thorns, they find that they are going in the wrong direction!
There are also people who, after taking a wrong path, find the light at the end of the tunnel and eventually reach the top!
Ron had heard of it, Ron had seen it, and Ron himself had walked on one of these roads in the past. He knew very well how difficult this road was.

This is why he did not choose to try to synthesize the desired drug directly at the beginning, because once he failed, it would be too late to turn back!
But three days later, he had obtained enough information from natural medicines, and now was the time!
In four days, under normal circumstances he might not be able to successfully synthesize even one compound, but now he has Gillianis by his side, and there are two of them!

"Let me do the calculation." Gillianis, who was wearing a long skirt, took the draft from Ron's hand. An invisible mental link extended from her body to the unknown distance. It was obvious that she wanted to accelerate the process through intellectual contact with other mysterious entities and with the help of external forces.

"Then I will help you get all the materials and instruments you need." The other Gillianis smiled and nodded to Ron. In her hand appeared a bottle of potion that could truly restore the spellcaster's spell in a short period of time. After a moment, the magic power of the wish surged from her body again.

This time, the equipment Ron needed was easy to get, but the materials were difficult. The synthesis of drugs certainly could not start with graphite, hydrogen, and oxygen, but would choose certain specific organic substances as raw materials. In a non-magical industrial system, some materials are easy to obtain and can be easily obtained in large quantities; some are very valuable and can be exchanged for a hundred times the quality of gold.

Ron wanted to get these materials by himself, but it was simply not achievable for people with delusions to enter industrialization, but it was possible for Gillianis!
The premise is that Ron can clarify the physical and chemical properties of its structure as much as possible!

A moment later, with Ron doing his best to perfect the description, the first raw material was successfully created by the Moon Elf!

However, although Ron's situation seemed to be going smoothly, there were people in other places who were unwilling to see this scene.

"Snapped!"

In an extremely luxurious palace, in the corridor outside the living room that was larger than any king's manor in the mortal world, the lust demon Kaojia shrank his neck in fear as he heard the sound of shattering glass coming from inside.

Soon, she heard the inevitable sound of the whip hitting flesh and the standard, flattering moans of the succubus.

This is Malbork, the sixth layer of the Nine Hells. This palace is one of Gracia's many industries. The only difference is that the princess will only come here when she is in a very bad mood.

The only use of all the demons, souls, and prisoners here is to allow her to vent her dissatisfaction.

Here, there are no hard bones and no soft bones. Gracia set strict standards for them. When they are punished by the Grand Duke, they must scream, beg for mercy, remain silent, and flatter according to specific requirements in order to vent the monarch's resentment.

Occasionally, there would be unfortunate people who were asked by the warden to challenge her personally. That was the worst case, and the only time that Chaoga had heard of it was when Gracia was punished by her father, Asmodeus.

Khaoga sighed and cast her gaze towards the hellish scene outside. As a recently promoted attendant, she certainly knew why the queen was angry this time.

Delusionally, and the human lord. But what puzzled her was that Ron didn't seem to do anything out of the ordinary. He was just trying to cure the plague in the territory. But what did this plague have to do with these devils?

That was the evil done by dragons seeking immortality. When a dragon strays from the natural cycle of life and death, especially after becoming a dracolich, the extension of its power becomes a constant torment, spreading like a plague around it and around its echoes in other worlds.

Generally speaking, only other dragons will be affected, and they will become more brutal, and their physical degeneration caused by aging will also accelerate. This "evil disease" may even drive the affected dragons to embark on the path of pursuing immortality. However, because the dragon lich in the delusion land actively suppressed this influence for too long, it has undergone a mutation, and even ordinary mortals are not immune.

Magical power is integrated into ordinary pathogens, causing them to mutate and then invade the bodies of mortals. This is the so-called "magic plague" in the land of delusion.

But...what does this have to do with Her Highness Gracia?

Khaoga wanted to find the answer in the living room, but he quickly suppressed this impulse that would kill him, and forced his attention back to the real "hell scene" outside the palace.

She could only be thankful that she was not one of the lustful demons in this palace... and hoped that she would never be one in the future.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

In the living room, Gracia gritted her teeth and whipped the demon at her feet with the whip in her hand. Every time the whip fell, the demon's body would tremble, and if you look closely, you will find that even the frequency and amplitude of its trembling seem to be rehearsed!
If Ron and the others were here, they would be able to easily recognize the figure and face of this lust demon.

"Gillianis Galanold!"

The whip in Gracia's hand burned with pink and purple flames, and she whipped her subordinates again.

"Prayer, Prayer! You are just a mortal, do you think you can use magic?!" The object of the Grand Duke's anger was not Ron, but the Moon Elf Mage. "You satisfy all Ron's requests! What are you? A wishing machine?!"

"That should have been what I wrote into the contract for him a few days later when he was most desperate!"

"There is not enough time. He can't save anyone alone. All possibilities will be narrowed down to one: the power of him, the lich, Zugmoi, Ernest, and even the platinum dragon will be restricted under my control! I can gain the greatest benefit from it!"

"Tiamat, even Tiamat, can be my strength!"

"With you like this, how can I come forward to induce that kid to sign a contract? How can I influence him, and even the entire Delusion Land?"

"How can I, and how long will it take, to gain enough influence and power to compete with my father!" (End of this chapter)