Dole stayed in the lab for three days.
Three days later, someone found him.
Ansiel, the director of the Potions Guild who had betrayed Dolai.
There are many level eight pharmacists in the professional association. Ansiel usually only bullies those who have no backing, no support, and have not joined any forces. He has become a habitual offender. When Ansiel came to him, Dolai frowned.
What is this guy going to do.
As soon as he opened the door, Ansiel looked at him with a professional smile and said softly, "Wizard Dolai."
Dolai leaned against the door, not intending to let him in. He frowned at him and said softly, "Hello, Manager Ansel, what can I do for you?"
Ansel saw this and also frowned and said, "Won't you invite me in to sit down?"
Dolai stared at him and said, "I have recently researched a poison, and there are still some harmful molecules in the air that have not been completely eliminated. If you want to come in, feel free."
Dole opened the door and gestured for entry.
Hearing this, Ansel didn't dare to go in. He looked at Dolai with a gloomy face, then he showed a professional smile again and said lightly, "It's like this, since you have already refined the eighth-level thunderstorm potion, then you naturally have to complete the career promotion first and get the professional certificate. This will show that you are a real eighth-level pharmacist. Moreover, the treatment between the seventh-level pharmacist and the eighth-level pharmacist is very different. You go to the assessment first, and then we will sign a new contract after that."
When Dolai heard this, he raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the association knew about his use of the thunderstorm potion and finally responded.
He said shyly, "Master, not yet. My success rate is still very low. If I fail the test because of nervousness, it will not be worth it. I'd better wait until my success rate goes up, and then I can get certified as an eighth-level pharmacist."
When Ansel saw Dole's expression, he knew what he was thinking. It was certain that the success rate was low, but it was also true that he didn't want to get certification.
He coughed, then looked at the other person and said carefully, "Actually, pharmacists above level eight don't need certification at all. As long as you can prove that you made the thunderstorm potion, you can be promoted to level eight. After level eight, your status in the professional association will be improved accordingly. I'm really doing this for your own good. As long as you say that you made the thunderstorm potion, that's all."
Duolai looked at the other party, feeling somewhat puzzled as to why the other party insisted on promoting him to a level eight pharmacist. There must be something fishy going on.
He smiled shyly, "My success rate is still too low, so I'd better not embarrass myself. How about waiting for a few months, Mr. Supervisor?"
Ansel persuaded him earnestly, "You just need to admit it, you don't need to do much."
Duolai shook his head. "I don't want too many people to know about it yet. No one knows that it was made by me."
Ansel was furious. You admit that you can die. Although the Professional Association has fifteen level eight pharmacists, none of them is proficient in thunder. It is obvious who made it.
As long as Duolai admits that it was he who refined the drug, not only would the other party be promoted to a level eight pharmacist, but he himself would also be able to receive a lot of training resources.
He looked at the other person with displeasure on his face and said, "Then you should seize the time to practice recently and strive to become an eighth-level pharmacist before the end of the year. By then, there will be special rewards for you. Really, I am not lying to you."
Duolai said casually, "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
After sending Ansel away, Dolai felt that he needed to understand the situation of the eighth-level pharmacist.
Thinking of this, he turned around, tidied up the laboratory, and went to chat with An Shina and Tu Lu.
Later he found out that the higher-ups had spared no effort in the pharmacist training room. If there was a new eighth-level pharmacist in that place, not only would this eighth-level pharmacist be rewarded with a lot of things, but the supervisor of the wizard tower where the eighth-level pharmacist was located would also receive a lot of rewards.
So this is what Ansel had in mind, but I won’t let you do as you wish.
After chatting with the two for a while, they also admired Dolai for breaking through the thunderstorm potion so quickly. At that time, they only knew each other because they were close to each other. The other party was only a level seven, but they didn't expect that he could break through the level eight so quickly.
After breaking through the eighth-level potion, Duolai will naturally be able to sense the rules of thunder. This guy is estimated to be promoted to the ninth level within ten years.
It’s really fast.
But they didn't act too pretentiously, as they were also talented pharmacists. After chatting for a while, Dolai returned to his room.
Looking at the equipment all over the laboratory, he thought of the mobile warehouse and the Sky Robbery Pearl.
If you want to leave here, it's better to do it quietly so that you can take all your things away. Although a storage ring will work, it just can't hold living things. The Void Tribulation Pearl is better.
Thinking of this, he passed the message to his original body and sent the Void Tribulation Pearl.
Before the afternoon, there were already a lot of people queuing up below the wizard tower where Dolai was. They all wanted to see Dolai, but none of them came in as they were stopped outside by people sent by Ansel.
This is the pharmacist's place. The pharmacist likes quietness and generally does not allow others to come up, but there are exceptions.
The next morning, just after dawn, there was a knock on Dole's door.
Dole opened the door and saw a man dressed as a butler. Dole didn't know the man and frowned.
Seeing Dolai's expression, the butler smiled apologetically, "Hello, Wizard Dolai, I am here on behalf of my master. I was very tolerant when we met last time. What is our apology this time?"
He took out a storage bag and presented it to him.
Dolai looked at the other person, whom he did not know at all. "I don't know your master, right? Who are you?"
The butler was stunned. He thought that the master came in disguise, so he smiled faintly and said, "You will know when you open the storage bag. The master's message is inside."
Dolai reached out and took the storage bag.
As soon as the storage bag was in his hand, a slightly majestic and apologetic voice came out.
"Wizard Dolai, I'm sorry, I didn't know that thunderstorm potion was so expensive here. The things in the storage bag are the price difference. I hope you are satisfied. In addition, I hope we can maintain a long-term cooperative relationship. Our family is in great need of thunderstorm potion. I also attached two eighth-level magic cores of the thunder system. I hope I can use your hands to refine them into thunderstorm potion. We will buy the refined potion at the market price, and the magic core is not included in the market price."
When Dole heard the voice, he knew who it was, the damn middle-aged man who bought his first bottle of thunderstorm potion.
But this guy reacted really quickly and came to apologize so quickly.
It's just hiding its head and showing its tail, and we don't know its true face, which is really confusing.
Duolai took a look and looked at him with a fake smile, "Does your unknown master really think I will accept him?"
"Unknown master?" The steward couldn't help but smile bitterly. So this is what the other party cared about?
He smiled and said, "The reason why our master does not reveal his name is because it involves too much, not because he cannot be revealed, and he is not a dark wizard or something like that. Otherwise, I would not be able to stand in front of you. Look, there are so many people below who want to see you, but I am the only one who saw you, so our identities are not a problem."