The Wassenburg at night looks dark, but there are little bits of light dotted in the darkness. In the dark night, there is actually a special kind of tranquility.
At night in Wassenburg, only a few places are open, including bars, dance theaters, and some special places. Everything else is basically closed.
Duolai glanced over and saw that his own blue beverage shop in the distance was still open. There was a light at the door and it was even brighter inside.
The corners of his mouth twitched. Is there anyone here at night? Such a magic lamp must cost a lot.
He thought about it and walked over there.
At this moment, he felt as if someone was looking at him.
So he turned around and looked in another direction, but there was no one there.
He began to wonder, was he wrong?
In this place, he couldn't release his mental power to scan randomly, he could only use induction, otherwise it would be bad if he offended other people.
He didn't pay any attention to these things and continued walking forward, but soon he found that more and more people were watching him.
Am I a celebrity now? Dolai laughed at himself, then glanced around casually and saw many people wandering around.
He continued walking forward, and soon he came to the intersection of Tai Luo Street. At this moment, he sensed that some of the people around him who were looking at him seemed to have malicious intent. Although the intent was very faint, malicious intent was malicious intent and there was no way to change it.
Could it be that nobleman?
Inside Watsonburg, Dole is not afraid of anyone, as long as the other party does not come out to seek death.
Thinking of this, he continued to walk towards the Azure Drinks Shop with a swagger.
There were one or two people coming in and out of the store at this time. The number of people was not large, but it was still very lively inside. He came to the door, lowered his head, and when he raised his head, his face had changed.
The hall is still very lively. Its popularity has returned in the past two days. In addition, the price reduction campaign has attracted many returning customers, and they are all long-term customers. The effect is quite good.
At this time, many people in the hall were discussing in low voices.
"The Langte family has lost face this time."
"I heard that they are preparing to make another move?"
“Is it true or false?”
"Of course it's true. Aren't all the people in Chris Wizard Tower pharmacists? They might be planning to poach some people."
"I think it's unlikely. The Langte family is partly engaged in the grain and wine business. They can't get involved in the wizarding aspect at all."
"Shhhhh, keep your voice down. Don't let anyone hear you."
"Isn't there still the Marcia family?"
Dole sat nearby, listening nonchalantly, his expression expressionless.
How could those noble families not seek revenge after suffering such a huge loss? And the revenge came early. The method they adopted was also very stupid. They wanted to poach people right under their noses. When Dolai saw this, he laughed.
It is true that the Langt family has a few high-level wizards, and even a few level six wizards, but they are not pharmacists. How could the pharmacists go with them?
Apart from this, the Marcia family is also making trouble, trying to find ways to cut off their own supply and win over their own customers. These are all very funny things. The market is not something that can be solved by words and power. I have been here for so many years and have already cultivated a group of loyal customers. Your products are not as good as mine, the quantity of supply is not as good as mine, and you can't even afford a price war. What right do you have to play?
In the pharmacist market, apart from the Pharmacist Guild, Dolai is the only dominant player and no one can resist. Even the people in Chris Wizard Tower know that as long as Chris Wizard Tower does not fall, they are their own cash cows. Chris Wizard Tower has become a paradise for pharmacists, and the most important thing is that they can communicate at any time and improve their experience, which is the most crucial thing.
Although Dolai himself cannot give lectures now, it does not hinder communication.
He listened to what was happening around him and thought about things. After a while, he paid the bill and left.
The moon was rising in the starry sky. Dolai walked out of the drink shop and stood at the door, feeling inexplicably cold.
He frowned and looked around. At this moment, he saw a man in black looking at him on the opposite street.
Black wizard robe, black decorations, black face scarf.
There was very little aura about him, but wherever he stood, there was a special artistic conception, chaotic, orderly, and with an inexplicable sense of threat.
This feeling reminded Dolai of someone.
"Old poison?"
Dolai frowned. Why did he come to see him?
He strode over and silently mobilized his strength to protect himself. At the same time, the power of the wizard tower was borrowed from afar.
It is better to be absolutely sure when dealing with a wizard of this uncertain temperament.
The man in black saw Dole coming towards him, but he didn't notice his little movement and walked towards the alley next to him.
The two came to the alley together.
After entering the alley, Duolai finally spoke, "Poison Master, what do you want to see me for?"
The old poisonous creature stopped, turned around, slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of sharp eyes. Those eyes had vertical pupils and were snake eyes.
"Hehe, I really didn't hide it from you. I came here to ask you to help me with something. As for the reward, you can ask for it."
Dolai smiled faintly and said, "I changed my appearance, how did you find me?"
The old poisonous creature chuckled, "High-level mages, when judging people, they look at their aura instead of their faces. Although your aura has become several times stronger, it has not changed in essence. I admire you a little. After not seeing you for a few years, your strength has directly improved by a large level. You are ranked among the top geniuses. Even those geniuses in the imperial capital may not be much stronger than you."
Dole stroked his chin.
"Then what do you want me to do? Can I do it?"
The old poisoner smiled faintly and said, "You can definitely do it. Help me kill someone."
Dole shook his head and turned away.
He didn't want to be an enemy of anyone, nor did he want to get involved in any disputes. Killing people was easy, but how could he help someone who even a sixth-level wizard couldn't kill?
The old poisoner immediately became anxious when he saw Duolai leaving, "Actually it's not a person, it's a guardian. I found a relic."
Hearing about the ruins, Dolai stopped in his tracks. He stopped, turned around and said, "As a sixth-level wizard, you can't kill the other party. Why do you think I can kill him?"
The old poisoner chuckled and said, "Because you are a poison master."
Duolai was puzzled. "If it was a human, how could you not kill him with your poison ability?"
The old poisoner shook his head and sighed slightly. "That guardian is neither a human nor a human. I have used more than 30 kinds of poisons and fought for almost a year, but I still couldn't kill him. That's why I came to you. I originally wanted to find Alan, but Alan was in seclusion, striving for level 7, and Donny only wanted to manage his territory and didn't want to come out. Others are not trustworthy. After thinking about it, I think only you who owns the wizard tower can be trusted."
The corner of Duolai's mouth twitched. He shook his head and said, "I have been very busy recently and don't have much time for the time being. Besides, our friendship is limited to business. I don't trust you."
The old poisoner fell silent, and he raised his head. He did not speak, but slowly lifted his mask.
Under the mask, a terrifying face full of pits and holes appeared in front of Dolai. Inside those pits and holes, terrifying insects were moving in and out, which looked extremely scary.