The evil witch BOSS just wants to develop in a low-key manner

Chapter 17 The Future [Legendary Potion Master]

1645 5 Month 15 Day.

This is an important day that deserves to be written into history.

Perhaps, it was only in a corner of the next day's newspaper that the astronomical phenomenon of that day was recorded - the blood moon was coming!
But as the wheel of history rolls forward.

When future generations open the thick historical documents.

If you explore carefully, you will find that a large number of important extraordinary people and mysterious forces are inextricably linked to the blood moon of this day.

The trajectory of destiny, the tide of the times, the anchor of fate.

All the poems will be frozen at the moment of nightfall tonight, and then a seemingly plain stroke will be engraved.

When someone gains, someone else loses.

Once upon a time, the "evil wizard", a hapless guy who was played around by fate and a chess piece that was ruthlessly manipulated, lost a lot!
On May 5th, a full week ago, at the wrong time, an incomplete inheritance was passed down, anchored to something terrible that should not have been anchored.

When the crimson blood moon shone on his young and dazed face.

He walked on the vast land covered with blood-veiled moonlight.

You can feel like you're missing something.

But he had no ability to save anything and could only helplessly stretch out his hands to grab something.

But the light of the blood moon slipped away through the gaps.

This time, Zorn had already made plans and preparations.

Not only are we well prepared, but we also have many backup plans.

……

early morning.

With mist and cool dew.

The fighter was carefully experiencing the technique while performing the "Skull-Splitting Fist".

The star-marked energy, as the boxing technique blooms, makes every punch seem as light as a feather.

Zoen, who was immersed in cultivation, could feel the accumulation of "Star Mark Qi" today, which was exceptionally fast.

Of course, the confused people who acted as "sandbags" yesterday also played a significant role.

Nowadays, with the heavy responsibility of studying, Zorn does not have much personal time to engage in "hard training".

But it will be about a month before I finish my studies.

He can join some clubs, or even create his own club, a club for extraordinary people.

The morning light shone through the dew-covered leaves, illuminating Zorn's face, mottled and hazy.

There was an indescribable feeling of stagnation in the air.

If you don't do it intentionally, it will be absolutely difficult to detect.

The revelations of fate always have signs.

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

Until the butler Gronk came over.

……

On the breakfast table.

The food is more plentiful than ever.

In addition to the usual milk, fried eggs, bacon, vegetable salad, etc.

There was more bread, meat soup and fried golden meat balls.

It is said that the eating habit of this mixed fried meat ball was passed down from the nobles of Saint Simon.

The strange atmosphere blew into the Republic of Austin and also onto Zorn's dining table.

Looking at the delicious food that took up half of the table, Zorn looked at Gronk helplessly.

"Uncle Grunkle, I've already told you there's no need for such a sumptuous breakfast."

Gronk continued to tell the story stubbornly.

"Master Zorn, you are in the period of growth now. Even though you possess extraordinary power, you still need to eat enough."

Zorn couldn't help but rub his abdomen. He now desperately wanted to have a "glutton's stomach".

One meal can provide a week's worth of food.

The "Glutton's Stomach" can help extraordinary people swallow more food, gain amazing strength, and also save a lot of meal time.

"Uncle Grunkle, how are the stocks of the Steam Whale?"

Zorn asked during the meal.

From the smile that couldn't be suppressed on Gronk's lips, Zorn had already guessed the result.

When mentioning the Steam Whale, the gray-haired Grunkle seemed to have returned to his youth and strength, and his tone became much more powerful.

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

"The average share is 1.2 pounds."

"Yesterday afternoon, at Belleo Navigation Company, I submitted my stock certificates and bank account information."

"In a few days, a full 17,700 gold pounds in stock dividends will be deposited into the family account."

When talking about this, the old butler Grank became particularly excited.

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

"Of course, paying taxes is also essential."

"The stock purchase was made in the name of your father, Baron Lyon."

"The tax bill bears the exclusive noble seal of Baron Lyon."

"So we probably need to pay about 8% in tax."

"If it's in your name, then you'll be subject to 15% tax."

"After paying the tax, there will still be 16,284 pounds."

Hearing this, Zorn nodded slightly.

His father, Leon Corrick, was officially knighted as a Baron.

But he is just an ordinary person in the legal level of the Republic.

Now, he could also use his father's title to gain some advantages. "Also, this month I need to repay an additional principal of approximately 5,300 pounds and interest of 1,100 pounds, for a total of 6,400 pounds."

"Add to the remaining 2,400 pounds."

"This month, we can still make a profit of 12,500 pounds."

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

At the same time, deep down in my heart, I felt a slight sense of relief.

He is well aware of the terrible trajectory of fate and is in awe of it!
He was also worried that after traveling through time and obtaining the identity of "Zorn Kerrik", the door of fate would be welded shut and he would be dragged into the abyss.

Repeat the same mistake five years later.

It now appears that he avoided the wrong time of inheritance and prevented the bankruptcy of the Korlik family.

At present, he has quietly changed the trajectory of his destiny.

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

After thinking for a moment, Zorn slowly regained his composure and spoke.

"Uncle Grunkle, I need you to go to the factory area in the south and find a way to acquire a small to medium-sized steam plant that can accommodate one hundred to two hundred people. If it has some steam engine boilers that can provide kinetic energy, that would be even better."

It is impossible to keep more than ten thousand gold pounds in your hands and let it rot.

【Evil Wizard】will be online soon.

The steam factories that "pressed" and "exploited" workers and sucked their "blood, sweat" and "life" must be dealt with.

This would be the perfect disguise for an evil wizard.

It is also the source of the evil wizard's ever-increasing strength.

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

"Well... there are quite a few graduates in these fields from public universities in Ogland City, and they are facing the dilemma of being unemployed upon graduation."

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

"at the same time……"

Zorn rubbed his brow.

"I also need a chief pharmacist."

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

As he thought about it, Zorn already had a suitable candidate.

Through his understanding of the public universities in Ogland City, Zorn knew that the future "Legendary Alchemist" should be confused and worried about his future.

Now, Zorn needs to help him find a way forward.

There is no future in helping nobles to prepare potions that increase their sexual threshold and excitement intensity in bed.

In previous lives, this kind of job would start with the death penalty.

Enjoying a moment of pleasure at the feet of those noble widows is not a long-term solution.

Concocting real potions, even potions that can help extraordinary people achieve transformation, or even top-level potions that can drive the waves of the entire world to reach higher heights.

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

After breakfast, it was still early for noon.

Zorn went to the study, took out the letter paper, picked up the exquisite blue fountain pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write the letter.

"Respected Potions Master, His Excellency Vladimir Cocking.

Three months have passed since you last published your theory of pharmacy in the newspaper.

I have great respect for your wild imagination and incredible creativity in pharmacy.

In pharmacy, I have some small ideas and some doubts.

Maybe... you can give some answers.

……

Yours faithfully, Zorn Kerrick, your reader!

……

Soon, a letter that was enough to impress the potion master "Vladimir Kokin" was completed.

Of course, this would not make Vladimir Kogin read the letter carefully.

When he sealed the letter, Zorn stuffed 10 gold pounds inside.

Holding it in your hand, the heavy feeling is quite eye-catching.

And this is also a small reward for Zorn seeking answers from the other party.

After giving some detailed instructions, the butler Grank left with the letter.

"I hope there will be a good result. If Vladimir is unwilling to come, then I will have to find another candidate."

Vladimir is the best candidate, but Zorn obviously won't hang himself on a tree.

He has many more candidates.

The city of Oglan is an important node in the wave of the Steam Age, and there are many important "characters" here.

Now, as Zorn is still in his developmental stage, he needs to better establish good relationships with these important "roles".

After doing all this, it was almost noon.

The coachman, old Nero, parked the carriage in the courtyard, waiting for Zorn's arrival. He looked in good spirits, having finally recovered from the shock he had suffered a week ago.

If old Nero got into an accident, Zorn would have to drive the carriage himself.

Although he had this skill, and had even drifted the carriage around a corner, it was somewhat embarrassing.

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

He slightly turned the twin snake ring on his middle finger, feeling the snake middle finger gently wriggling and climbing, he exhaled lightly, then put on the things he had prepared and walked out.

After getting on the carriage, old Nero, who had received orders long ago, knew the destination that Master Zorn was going to today, and started the carriage immediately.

Today, he had been looking forward to the party at Miss Julia's house for a long time and had made a lot of preparations for it.

A carriage slowly moved forward on the long, tree-shaded street of Golo.

The clatter of horse hooves and the sound of wheel ruts interweave into a magnificent melody, like a prelude to going on stage.

(End of this chapter)