In the academy, there is no peace among the students. Instead, it is filled with various forces competing for resources and missions. Conflicts between civilians and nobles are commonplace. The academy rarely manages these matters. As long as no one is killed, they are allowed to do whatever they want.

Conflicts among students can actually enhance their competitive spirit, and this is what every college does.

Dolai's level was beyond their range of attraction, so they had no choice but to give up. A third-level wizard could only be recruited by a powerful force, and there were only a few organizations in the academy that could do that.

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When he returned to the room, before he reached the door, Dole saw Morris standing at his door with a smile on his face.

Dole glanced at Morris and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Is there anything wrong?" Dole asked first.

Morris laughed and said, "Of course, congratulations to the lecturer on his promotion to hall master. The lecturer may not know that the celebration has already begun down below."

Dole had no expression and glanced at Morris lightly.

The descendants of these nobles, whether they were born out of wedlock or legitimate, all had a special skill, which was to win over others and form their own power. This was determined by the nature of their origins.

The nobles are not individuals but a group. They spend their entire lives working for their own power or establishing their own power. They are not like the commoner mages, most of whom prefer to fight alone.

Opening the door of the room, he walked in slowly.

Morris saw that Dole looked unhappy, and he didn't know if he had said something wrong. He followed Dole into the laboratory and heard him say, "Go make arrangements and get ready for class."

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The class was a fixed four-hour duration. When Dole walked into the classroom, it was completely silent, but he could see that everyone had a smile on their face.

As usual, after speaking for four hours, he turned around and left the classroom without giving others a chance to ask questions.

These people were better informed than him, so there was no need to say anything.

After returning to the room, he closed the door of the laboratory and continued to construct witchcraft.

Three days later, the meditation ended and preparations for the experiment began. At this time, the level 5 alchemy table promised by Erangel was also in place.

The new alchemy table was larger in size than the old one, and it could hold more magic arrays and was larger in size. Correspondingly, it consumed more energy. The low-quality magic crystals could no longer meet his needs, so Dolai had to replace them with medium-quality magic crystals.

One medium-quality magic crystal is equivalent to ten low-quality magic crystals. It took more than a hundred pieces in one go to fill up the magic crystal slot.

The magic crystal alone is worth more than 10,000 gold coins, which is very expensive.

But correspondingly, the alchemy table is more delicate and easier to operate. The precision that was previously unattainable can now be achieved with just a little more carefulness.

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The operation of the Potions Hall continued as usual. Dolai did not appoint anyone or lay off any members. Everything was the same as before and he did not want to worry too much.

One of the terms of the deal with Erangel included this. Except for extremely important matters, no one would disturb him.

The contact with the Rose Chamber of Commerce had long been handled by Sano and Morris. Dolai no longer cared about that matter. Except for the high-level potions he sold, all other orders were handed over to the Magic Potion Hall. He had long been relaxed and no longer worried about his livelihood.

After a very peaceful month, Dole walked out of the laboratory for the first time.

As soon as I walked out of the laboratory, a man came hurriedly from the side.

Dole released his spiritual power, which disappeared in a flash.

The person who came was the chief steward of the Hall of Potions, Lu Ming's immediate superior, and Nicholas's deputy, Aidin.

He stopped and looked at Aidin and asked, "What's the matter?"

Aidin walked over slowly, feeling a little nervous, and said, "It's like this. We have always been the supplier of the police department and the military department, and also their material provider. Now there is a problem with a batch of materials. After we contacted the two departments, they have not responded. I should have gone to find Lady Nicole, but I happened to run into you coming out, so?"

Dolai frowned. There was something wrong with the materials. This was a big deal, so he said, "Let's go take a look."

Aidin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, please follow me."

Looking at this unrealistically young Lord of the Potions Hall, Aidin was still somewhat uneasy, because Dolai had always been known to be cold and aloof, especially in class. The fact that he simply did not communicate with his classmates had long been spread inside and outside the school. However, his own strength was extremely powerful, and he was not an ordinary person at all.

If he were to question himself, many of the things he had done before would be in trouble.

He has restrained himself a lot in the past month.

Soon, they arrived at the warehouse, accompanied by the warehouse managers House and Harold. Both of them were second-level wizards and were very powerful.

The warehouse is in the basement of the Potion Hall, occupying more than half of the area, and the remaining half is the warehouse for finished medicines.

In fact, there are not many medicines in it. Finished medicines are generally in short supply and there will be no inventory, so the basement is usually filled with raw materials.

Open the door to the basement and walk down quickly.

It was Dolai's first time to come to the basement, and he found that it was full of huge medicine cabinets. Each room was a medicine cabinet, and they were filled with batches of medicinal materials, which were classified into different categories. There was also a magic circle to keep the temperature low, so they were preserved very well.

He asked a few people to open the herbal medicine room and take a look, and expressed his affirmation of their work.

Soon, they arrived in front of the rooms in the middle. The administrator House said expressionlessly, "Palace Master Dolai, we found that the two herbs that have problems are the hemostatic grass and the Cangyuan grass."

Harold stepped forward, opened the door, and then stood back.

Dolai stretched out his hand and a very bright light flew out from his side, illuminating the surroundings.

In the room where the hemostatic grass and Cangyuan grass were stored, in addition to the medicinal herbs, there were also some other things that might be weeds placed in a mess. It was obvious that there was a clear difference between the two.

Dole just glanced at it, frowning.

He looked back at Aidin and asked, "Who is the one checking?"

Aidin's face looked a little grim. "We usually don't check the things sent by the military office."

Dolai forgot about him and said calmly, "I'll check it later. Take these weeds and load them on the carriage. I'm going to the city."

Aidin, Harold and House breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the quantity of these medicinal herbs is small, they add up to thousands of gold coins, which is more than their annual salary, so they dare not be careless.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the door and the staff behind them began to get busy.

Dolai stood at the door of the Potions Hall, deep in thought.

The military and police stations are not a unified force, and are complicated. The top talents of each family manage a part of them to maintain the most basic surface operation. In fact, there is intrigue and deception in private, and no one knows how dark it is. Dolai knows all this. Sometimes Finn will talk to him about some things, such as who is worth associating with and who is not worth associating with.

Finn is the Lord of Watts City, who is loyal to his boss in the military office. Naturally, what he said was biased, but it was also a little fair. After all, he didn't need to play tricks on others.