Hearing this, the people on the second floor suddenly became excited.
Those who are not short of money are already excited at this time. You know, above level five, it is very difficult to improve a little bit. They don't have the assistance of the wizard tower and can only absorb a little bit at a time. A bottle of potion can save them several months of effort.
Although the Pharmacists Guild also has level seven potions, their quality is average and the price is high. Dolai's products will naturally surpass theirs, so how can they not be excited.
Using almost the price of one bottle of medicine to buy the quality of two bottles of medicine, how could this not arouse people's excitement.
"We are satisfied with just one word from you. We will go and collect the money."
"Yes, let's pool our money together and I won't go drinking anymore."
"I won't go to the Red Mansion anymore. It's such a waste of money."
"We all make progress together, haha."
Everyone was excited, dancing and cheering in the hall. As for the problem of certification, they didn't have to worry about it at all. The Pharmacists' Guild would at most make things difficult for Wizard Dolai for a while, but it would not last forever. It would take some time for them to make money.
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When the pharmacist union members around saw this, they looked at each other in fear. The appeal of the seventh-level pharmacist was too strong. If they were asked to embarrass Duolai now, they would be torn to pieces by the people around them.
It's so scary.
Third floor.
Hearing the noise downstairs, the two of them each scanned the area with their mental power, and then their hearts became gloomy. For a month, they had wanted to delay a little longer, but now it seemed that they could not afford to offend even these mercenaries.
The Pharmacists' Union is on the verge of causing public outrage.
The two became worried. After this incident, they were afraid that they would be transferred from their posts.
The two of them didn't care, as they were still pharmacists, not just management positions, but the family was in trouble.
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Top floor.
Pro and Wolft looked at the scene in the crystal ball, slightly dazed.
Pro looked at Wolft with a confused look on his face, "Wolft, we two are done."
Wolft looked at Pro and smiled bitterly. "It has aroused public anger. The Pharmacist Union is now the target of public criticism. I guess even before Alan takes office, the anger of Lord Puyousi alone is unbearable."
"Lord Pu Yousi is applying to go to the imperial capital. If the people from above who are conducting inspections come down and find this place in such a mess, I'm afraid Lord Pu Yousi will not be happy about it." Pro said gloomily.
"Ask the Marcia and Langte families to pay compensation. We can't take all the blame for this." Wolft's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Let's talk about it. Let's talk about what to do."
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Dolai squeezed through the crowd and slowly went down to the first floor. Being watched by everyone, he slowly left the first floor lobby.
This was not the first time he was being stared at. Dolai had become accustomed to the looks around him. He could even distinguish the kindness and malice in those looks.
A large number of people are well-intentioned, some are just there to watch the fun, and a small number are malicious.
He was too lazy to pay attention to these people. He was just an ordinary pharmacist and a businessman. He had no other identity and didn't want to have any identity.
He will definitely leave here in the future and create a place of his own. He doesn't want to get too involved in local affairs, which will affect his thinking, available time, and his plans. It is meaningless for him to get involved in current affairs.
With so much free time, he might as well study the magic patterns.
Magic patterns are the foundation of the world and the essence of the wizarding world. Like witchcraft nodes, they require a lot of time to study. What he lacks now is free time. Living in a world of intrigue with others every day is really tiring.
Slowly returned to the Tower of Babel and teleported directly to the eleventh floor.
At this moment, Allen's voice suddenly arrived.
"I heard that the Pharmacists' Union is going to cause trouble again? How long will it take for them to review your qualifications and qualifications?"
Duolai thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, it will take about a month. Don't worry. I will study the potions on the warrior side first. I just found out today that those level 5 warriors are very rich. I need to make money."
Alan sighed, and like Dolai, he didn't bother about this issue. "I need money too. You prepare it. I'll borrow the wizard tower in a couple of days."
Dolai hummed, "I'll go talk to Gretel's uncle and see if I can trade the potion for some medicinal herbs. I'm so poor lately."
Allen nodded and said, "This is the only way you can trade now. Solve your business as soon as possible. I also need to leave as soon as possible."
The conversation ended here. Dolai contacted Gretel and found that this guy was preparing to leave. They were a team of four, Gretel, Eugene, Leona, and another fourth-level female wizard named Jielin, who was his cousin and a little older than Gretel and the others.
The matter of medicinal materials was handed over to his younger brother, Grace, and uncle, Dole, and he just needed to contact them. Over the years, the two families had already formed a business alliance.
After understanding the situation, Dolai walked out of the wizard tower and this time headed towards the Orn family.
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At the gate of the Orne family, when Dolai came over, a middle-aged man was already waiting at the gate. After seeing Dolai, he immediately came forward and said with a respectful smile, "Wizard Dolai, the clan leader is already waiting in the front hall. Please follow me."
Dolai nodded and bowed slightly, "Thank you for your help."
"No trouble, no trouble, it's my duty, it's my duty. Please come this way."
The guards at the door who had never seen Dolai looked at each other without saying anything, but were a little surprised. Is this the Dolai wizard? He looks really young. Several people silently memorized Dolai's face.
The Orne family was very large. There was a huge square-like place at the entrance. The middle was flat, and it seemed that there were usually some activities here. There were various landscapes around, which looked very unique. At this time, laughter could be heard everywhere, and many people were wandering around.
Passing through the corridor next to him, he quickly bypassed the area and met some people on the way, but when they saw the middle-aged man, they quickly retreated.
Seeing this, Dolai thought to himself that this person seemed to be of high status and they were afraid of him. This was the strict rule under the strict hierarchy.
After going around the area in front, they soon returned to the middle of the road. In front was a grand hall with guards at the door. Two people were sitting there and talking.
Dole saw that it was Robert, the current patriarch of the Orne family whom he was looking for, but he did not know the other person.
The middle-aged man led Dolai to the door, gestured for him to go in, and stood quietly at the door instead of going in.
When Dolai saw this, he raised his eyebrows and walked in slowly.
Robert was talking to the middle-aged man. He was a little surprised to see Dole come in.
He said to the middle-aged man, "Go down. Remember, try not to kill anyone. If there is really no other way, do it as perfectly as possible. Do you understand?"
The middle-aged man's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent. He nodded and walked out of the gate without looking back.
When he came to Dolai, he smiled as a greeting.
Dolai also greeted him with a smile and walked inside.
Robert sorted out his expression, looked at Dolai and smiled, "What a rare guest, why did you think of our Orne family?"
Dole was still very respectful to Robert. He was the patriarch of the Orne family, holding great power and influence. He was a heavyweight figure in Wassenburg. It was already very good for such a figure to even be able to meet him.