"Galante, gather your team immediately. As for how much gold coins are needed, just tell Gene the number. Make sure my villa is built before the next semester starts!"
Merlin said as he pushed all the gold coins in the box to Gene.
"These are the start-up funds. Use them first. We'll come back later if they're not enough!"
Gene was holding a tin box full of gold coins. He didn't expect Merlin to trust him so much. There must be at least a thousand gold coins in it, right? With so many gold coins given to him to manage, aren't you afraid that he will embezzle them?
Merlin also recognized Gene before he safely gave these gold coins to him. He looked at the alchemy kiln working in the open space. This thing simply could not keep up with the output value. It seemed that he had to find Lao Deng to ask for the manufacturing drawings of this thing.
Arcane Academy·Mage Tower·Back Garden——
In the back garden, the few remaining red-crowned white-feathered chickens were strolling slowly on the grass, and a pretty little hen was cleaning herself defenselessly in a small pond.
It didn't notice that behind the bushes in the back garden, there were two old men watching them, and one of them was looking at it with some ill intentions.
"Just tell me whether you can help me or not!"
The legendary hero, the dean of the Arcane Academy, and the powerful demigod - Hess Jones Weber, at this moment, looked like a wretched old man, with his hand on an old man in plain clothes beside him.
The old man next to Weber was dressed very simply, with a white linen robe covering his thin body and a white scarf at his collar that was very conspicuous. Time had left deep marks on his face, and his hair was already sparse, with the silver strands gleaming softly in the sun.
His eyes were extremely deep, and the corners of his eyes were filled with wrinkles from the years, but they still shone with kindness and wisdom. His skin was pale from long hours of praying in church, but his hands, though covered with age spots and veins, were still warm and steady, conveying the power of faith.
If the people of the Church of Light saw the old man in front of them, they would definitely kneel down in front of him with great piety, because the person next to Weber is the current Pope of the Church of Light and the first believer of the Goddess of Light - Saint Jones.
Jones could not understand why his old friend called him over to do such an unacceptable thing. If a third person knew about it, he would definitely be socially disastrous.
"Weber, are you crazy? You want me, a Pope, to do such a thing?" Although Jones is not a real Pope, he is extremely holy and pious in the eyes of outsiders.
But in fact, Weber knew exactly what this demigod guy was like.
Jones is a super rebel who possesses unparalleled talent for light, even not inferior to that of the Goddess of Light. The old guy has told him more than once that if the Goddess of Light had not been born all those years earlier, the throne of the God of Light would have been his.
In the continent of Aize, there is only one god. Only when the only god dies, will a demigod be qualified to be promoted to a god of his own lineage.
Even the Goddess of Light knew that Jones was a traitor, but the goddess with a bad taste would not kill Jones who provoked her. Instead, she put him in the position of Pope of the Temple of Light to disgust him every day.
"Please do me a favor. I can only rely on you for this matter. I don't trust anyone else. If a demigod were to do something like this, if it got out..."
"Then you called me!"
"I just thought that if the news got out, there would be someone to blame for it."
“Get lost!”
"Hey, why is there another Lao Deng today?"
Behind the two demigods, Merlin walked in carrying a large food box with a look of surprise on his face.
"Friend Merlin, you're here?" Weber didn't look surprised when he saw Merlin coming over, but Jones on the side was very surprised.
"Do you know this young man, my friend?" Jones was a little puzzled. Weber, you are a demigod after all. The young man in front of him is obviously not an old monster who has lived for many years. He is just an extremely handsome young man.
Of course, it is also possible that the opponent is too strong and he is hiding his true strength. Could it be that the opponent is the legendary goddess of beauty?
"Don't think too much. Merlin and I are close friends regardless of age."
"Old Deng, who is this?" Merlin looked at Jones. The old man in front of him always gave him a feeling of being sacred and inviolable.
"My old friend Jones, I came here to ask for his help." Weber pointed to the few red-crested and white-feathered chickens playing in the distance.
"Old Deng, you don't really want to?"
Weber chuckled and said, "Yeah, I was going to do what you said, but this old guy doesn't agree. How about you try to persuade him?"
"We'll talk about this later. I have something I want to talk to you about. By the way, this is a new delicacy I made. You can try it."
Merlin opened the food box in his hand and said cheerfully, "You're the first person I thought of after I made this. Isn't that nice of you?"
Waver gave Merlin a thumbs up and sat on the grass without any image. "You are worthy of being my recognized friend regardless of age difference. Let me see what delicious food you have made."
Jones frowned and looked at Weber. "Weber, when did you become greedy for food?"
"What do you know? This is the greatest alchemy. Merlin uses perfume to create new delicacies. I am not doing this for the sake of satisfying my appetite, but for the great exploration of the new perfume alchemy!" Weber snorted.
"Haha, let me see what these are. Isn't this just a roasted chicken? What are the chicken legs, chicken necks...wait? Chicken heads and chicken entrails? Can this stuff really be eaten? Are you really planning to eat it?"
Weber had no resistance to chicken heads, chicken intestines, and the like. When he was young, he had eaten much more disgusting things in order to survive.
"If you have the guts, just don't eat it." Weber held the food box and smelled the fragrance inside, with an intoxicated look on his face.
"Hey, since you said that, I'd like to have a bite!" Jones grabbed a chicken heart and threw it into his mouth. After chewing it twice, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, then picked up a chicken liver.
"I ate it too fast just now and couldn't taste it. I'll have another one."
Waver looked at him and sneered inwardly, "How's it? Is it delicious?"
Jones snorted, grabbed a braised chicken drumstick and said, "I can't taste it. I'll try again!"
"Get lost! This was given to me by friend Merlin!"
"You bastard, what's our relationship? Stop being so stingy. Let me have a taste of the chicken rack in your hand."
"Get lost, old man!"
Merlin rolled his eyes at the two old men fighting over a little food without any image. He sat aside and said, "Let's get down to business. The kiln you made for me is not enough. I'm planning to expand production recently. Can you make me two more, or just sell me the blueprints?"
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