Chapter Eighteen: The Storm of Medicines

  A faint fragrance wafted through the pharmacy, where a medicine in a crucible was making a "gurgling" sound.

  Lin Li added the Ning Shen flower liquid to the crucible while carefully calculating the specific gravity of the three medicinal waters, occasionally wiping the sweat from his forehead with a raised hand before quickly burying his head again in his busy work.

  Behind him were rows of carefully prepared Ofada medicine bottles.

  In the middle, Ge Rui'an came over to show concern several times. When he saw these bottles of Ao Fa medicine, the fat old man almost bit his tongue off. Originally, he had already been thinking about it without looking, and now that he saw it, he was even more unbearable. The old guy was like a woman who had been longing for decades, sticking to the medicine room and refusing to leave, insisting that Lin Li give him two bottles to try.

  Lin said good words and bad words, finally got a bottle, and managed to get rid of the old shrew.

  Apart from Old Lady, Kevin also came over a few times.

  But compared to the fat old man, this young mage is much more honest. After greeting Lin Li at the door, he honestly squatted in the corner and drew circles. When something happened, he could also help Lin Li with some chores, and all he wanted was to see the skills of the great pharmacist.

  Thousands of gold coins worth of herbs, it's been almost a week.

  By Wednesday, Lin Li finally dragged his tired body out of the pharmacy.

  After leaving the pharmacy, Lin Li immediately found Ge Rui An again. The old and young pair once again hid in the living room, talking for almost half an afternoon before they came out with a sly smile on their faces.

  After finishing all this, Lin Li was finally able to get a good night's sleep.

  After being busy for so many days, Lin Li had long been exhausted and dizzy. At this time, he fell asleep and slept straight through to Friday morning.

  By the time he woke up from this sleep, a message had already spread throughout Gallos City.

  "It's said that recently, the Gallos Magic Guild discovered a high elf ruin and obtained many master-level potions from it!"

  "No, no, I heard it was them who poached a Master Alchemist, this time the Magic Guild is really going to be furious, I heard that not only did they poach the Master Alchemist, but also brought out a batch of potions from the Alchemists' Guild!"

  "Go ahead and brag, what has the Magic Guild been like in recent years? Who doesn't know that those guys from the Alchemist Guild are all a bunch of arrogant fools who think they're above everyone else? If they can poach alchemists, I can gnaw on the top of the Jade Tower!"

  "I really don't know what they're thinking, that's a master-level potion, it's not enough to just keep it for themselves and drink it quietly, but they actually take it out to sell! Damn... you few, don't leave, take out the money first and lend it to me, I'll also buy a bottle!"

  "Stop daydreaming! With just the few of us and this little money, it's not even enough to buy a bottle, let alone... maybe just enough for a bottle cap..."

  And all of this originated from just one sentence spoken by Ge Rui An.

  "This Sunday, the Magic Guild will be auctioning off thirty bottles of Orbal Elixir within the Emerald Spire!"

  The mages of Gallos couldn't recall how many years it had been since they'd last heard the name "Ofa'el" mentioned, especially those from magical families.

  The Gallos Magic Guild has been in decline for years, but due to the agreement during the Dark Ages, they can still get some aid from the Alchemist Guild, although this aid is usually obtained by using Grian's old face, but compared to the magic families, they are still happy.

  The magical family has a vast fortune and enviable power, but can the Pharmaceutical Association be moved by wealth and power?

  Any pharmacist has the qualification to despise all of this.

  They inherited the skills of the Higher Elf Dynasty, which is the most precious wealth in this world. If a pharmacist is willing to do so, he can easily make a magical family extinct with a flick of his wrist. There are too many strong people in this world who are willing to risk their lives for a bottle of medicine.

  It's probably only a family like Merlin that has even the slightest chance of getting a master-level potion, but it's really just a tiny bit...

  Ever since Grian spoke out, the entire city of Gallos was thoroughly shaken.

  All qualified forces are scrambling to make money.

  For the Merlin family, who must have these thirty bottles of Orfa medicine at all costs, they even processed several properties in the center of Galos City, just to get a little more chips in the competition. After all, that old man Grian has already said it, this time the Galos Magic Association only recognizes money, whoever offers the highest price has the most opportunities, and relationships can be talked about after selling the goods!

  It's said that even old Odin went to visit, but Gwylan gave him the cold shoulder. The whole city of Gallows knows that these two old men are joined at the hip. It's said that even old Odin got rebuffed, and just as the Merlin family was about to extend an olive branch, they quickly withdrew it...

  "What's the situation with those properties in the city center?" Matthias Merlyn, 53 years old this year, has been the head of the Merlyn family for ten years, but he has rarely been as agitated as today. Within the day, he had already paced back and forth in the living room countless times, his feet treading on the soft carpet, yet his mood remained unsettled for a long time.

  Thirty bottles of Orbal medicine was a godsend for the Merlin family.

  He had never seen any power take out so many Olfa potions at once, and even the Pharmaceutical Association had never been so generous. When he heard this news, Mathew-Merlin, who was usually calm and collected, was so excited that he smashed the wine glass in his hand on the spot.

  That's thirty vials of Elixir, meaning thirty chances at a permanent boost in magical power.

  Although this opportunity is only for magicians below level 5, aren't the majority of the Merlin family also below level 5?

  Fifth grade is a gap that is difficult for most magicians to cross.

  Crossing this chasm, one is qualified to wear the long robes of a mage and be called "Respected Mage Sir", but if not crossed, they will remain a poor magic apprentice for life.

  Magician and magic apprentice, one step heaven, one step hell...

  With the current power of the Merlin family, if thirty more fifth-level or higher magicians were to suddenly appear... Thinking of this, Mathews seemed to see a brilliant future for the family...

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