Seeing that Dolai was very serious, everyone was tactful and kept silent.

Seeing that everyone was present, Dolai coughed, attracting everyone's attention, and then spoke in a low voice.

"The Level 4 Pharmacy Course will start tomorrow, the 16th." He paused and said, "I know you have all signed up for the course, so I won't say much else. I will take on jobs that others can't do in the future, and I want to share them with you. I wonder if any of you are willing to do it."

Morris, Sano, and several others who were promoted to level three at the beginning were immediately excited. As a level five pharmacist, Wizard Dolai could come into contact with many more people than them. This was a benefit for them.

Almost everyone became excited and said in unison, "I do."

The sound is very uniform and the volume is so loud that it is deafening.

Duolai touched his ears which were a little uncomfortable, and felt a little comforted. He smiled faintly and said, "If that's the case, I'll start making arrangements."

Morris, Sano, and Raman looked at each other with indescribable excitement in their hearts. The Palace Master finally got it.

Although the Potions Hall is nominally under the jurisdiction of Dolai, most of the students do their own thing. Dolai is simply unwilling to waste time on routine affairs. Now that he is finally willing to give up his rights, these students are extremely happy.

Especially Morris and Sano, the students from those academies who advanced first, now had an expression of sweet reward after all the hard work.

Although they are third-level pharmacists and can earn some money on weekdays, the number of orders is not that large after all. In the academy, the lecturer with the most orders is probably Dolai. As long as he shares a little bit of the work he can get with them, it will definitely be enough for them to live a good life.

Morris said at this time, "Palace Master, we will definitely guarantee our quality!"

"That's right."

"We can't bring disgrace upon the teacher's reputation." Skechers said happily.

"Lecturer, don't worry. If there is any quality problem, I will unscrew the head and give it to you."

"That's right, me too, me too."

Everyone in the group expressed their opinions.

Dolai nodded and said, "Quality is the foundation. It is not something that needs to be guaranteed. It is something that must be done well. Otherwise, if the brand fails in the future, who will be willing to come to us? Okay, now Raman will count the contents of the drugs you can make, and I will assign you tasks now."

Raman stood up and said excitedly, "Okay, Palace Master."

Everyone in the group reported the potions they were good at making.

The content of Dolay's lectures is very broad. He does not talk about a complete potion, but about the extraction of many herbs. Then it is up to the students to come up with their own ideas. It all depends on the individual to decide what they can refine.

For example, Morris is very good at refining mental power potions just like himself, but Sano is the opposite. He is very good at refining strength potions, agility potions, etc., while Raman prefers other types and refines different potions according to the formulas he gets.

Of course, Dole would not provide them with the recipe, which was a common practice in the pharmacist world.

Raman quickly collected all kinds of potions for everyone. Dolai just took a look and nodded, distributing the tasks to ensure that everyone would get the same benefits. As for the potions that these other people were not very good at making, he planned to hang them in the potion hall and offer a reward for their refining.

As a fifth-level pharmacist, he had quite a lot of orders on hand, and with the start of his fourth-level course, he even received many orders from several small counties around him, especially from wealthy nobles who had too much money and didn't know where to spend it.

Especially the level 5 mental power potion and level 5 strength potion, the number of orders was almost enough to bury him.

After the arrangements were made, everyone was driven away, leaving only Raman.

Raman was the only one to advance after Morris and Sano, together with Skechers. However, unlike Skechers, Raman's language arts were pretty good. This time he also applied to become a lecturer, and he decided to teach Raman some of his own tricks so that he wouldn't be at a loss in class.

In fact, Raman is already 26 years old this year, nine years older than him. The age difference between the two in academics is actually the opposite.

Dolai gave special lessons to Raman, and Raman was deeply moved, so one taught seriously and the other listened seriously.

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In the sky far away from Erangel College, a black mist was suspended in the air, mixing with the thick black clouds in the surrounding sky and earth.

A heavy rain is coming.

The black fog and the clouds seemed to be out of tune. In the slightly gloomy world, the black fog looked eerie and scary. From a distance, it seemed as if the black fog had turned into twisted and strange figures.

When the black fog came to Erangel Academy, on the top floor of Erangel's Mage Tower, Erangel suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze penetrated the magic tower and looked into the void.

He saw the black fog, and the other party seemed to be completely unconcealed, appearing in front of Erangel.

When Erangel saw the black fog, he was immediately shocked. Why was she here?

His figure flashed and he also turned into a puff of smoke, disappearing from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already in the mountains dozens of kilometers away, standing on the opposite side of the fog.

His figure slowly condensed and turned into the appearance of Erangel, his expression somewhat solemn.

At this time, the black fog was also rolling slowly. Seeing Erangel coming, it quickly condensed into the appearance of a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She had thick red lipstick on her lips and strange patterns on her face, as if she was a rebellious girl who deviated from the norm.

"Junior brother, long time no see." A strange doctor's voice that sounded like the friction of metal came from his mouth.

If someone else heard this, they would probably be shocked. Erangel, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, was actually called a junior brother by a young girl.

Erangel looked at the girl, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and at the same time he felt a little alert.

He spoke slowly, his voice heavy, "Senior Sister Wushu, I haven't seen you for decades. What brings you here this time?"

The meeting between senior and junior brothers and sisters should be a relaxing and pleasant thing, but when the two of them met, although there was no tension, there was a sense of strangeness.

Wu Shu looked at Erangel, with a cruel look on his exaggerated face. "The establishment of new cities such as Watts New City has affected me. I hope you can delay their progress."

The corner of Erangel's mouth twitched slightly, and then he revealed a sarcastic look, "Do you think I can influence them?"

Wu Shu snorted and said, "As far as I know, the expansion of Watts New City is under the leadership of your academy. As long as you delay providing them with antidote materials, I can leave calmly."

Erangel shook his head and said, "Senior sister, since we were together in the past, I will pretend that I have never seen you today. Please go."

Wu Shu's eyebrows were raised, and the expression on his weird face became ferocious, "Are you sure you don't want to help me?"

Erangel shook his head, "There is no way I can help you."

"Don't think that just because you have established an academy, you can abandon your former identity as a dark wizard?" Wu Shu shouted harshly.

Erangel sighed and said, "No matter what I did in the past, I am now the dean of Erangel College. If you leave today, I can pretend that nothing happened. If you come again, you can blame me for being ruthless."