A few days later.

Analysis! A faint halo emerged from Carl's palm, covering the bottles of medicine in front of him, and then he spoke:

"Antidote, medium quality, meets the requirements."

"The purchase price is 17 magic stones in total. Keep the receipt and come back next month to exchange for the magic stones."

He dipped the quill pen beside him in ink, wrote the receipt on three sheets of paper, and handed one of the sheets to the alchemy apprentice.

One of the other two was left in the store, and the other was given to the wizard Archie for reconciliation.

The pharmacy will not pay for the medicines it purchases at the time, but will deliver them in bulk one month later.

This can effectively alleviate the financial pressure on the pharmacy and also builds credibility that the pharmacy can only gain after it develops.

"Thanks!"

The apprentice's face was filled with excitement. He raised his hands high to take the receipt, put it away carefully, and then said goodbye and left.

"Not bad." Charlie, who was sitting next to him, nodded:

"Junior Brother Karl has practiced the analysis technique very well, but he lacks experience and is not familiar with the potions here."

"Yes." Carl controlled the mage's hand to send the potion into the warehouse and said:

"I didn't expect that there are dozens of kinds of antidotes. The witchcraft materials here are really enviable."

"Haha..." Charlie laughed: "I should say this is the normal situation."

"The glory of the gods of the Eastern Kingdom continent is too dazzling, even the existence of the astral world has been blocked."

Without the spreading of extraordinary seeds from the astral realm, various magical creatures and countless materials would naturally not be born.

He stood up.

"Then I can rest assured that the store will be able to operate normally in your hands."

"Next, I will help you gradually familiarize yourself with the account books. Part of the store's income will be handed over to the Tower, part will be taxes to the Capet family, and the rest will be the wages of the employees and our profits."

After saying this, he patted Carl on the shoulder and walked towards the market leisurely, obviously relieved to put down his burden.

midnight.

After a busy day, Carl returned to the backyard.

Wizard Archie lives in the wizard tower and seldom comes back; although Charlie did not marry or have children here, he has several women and a fixed residence.

Therefore, the backyard of the store currently belongs to Carl alone, and he also serves as a guard to prevent anyone from stealing things in the warehouse.

A washbasin-sized disc was placed in the middle of the courtyard, with complex rune marks engraved on it.

Star chart!

This is a magical item that can mobilize various witchcraft traps, somewhat similar to the array plate in Carl's memory.

The star disk drew in the power of the star realm and, with the help of the magic stone, enveloped the entire pharmacy.

Any stranger who attempts to sneak in will be attacked by various witchcraft.

certainly.

The consumption is also not small.

To maintain the most basic operation of the star disk, eight magic stones are required every month, and the consumption will be greater when encountering enemies.

Whether it is the star map or other magical items, it can be seen that the wizarding path here is far more developed than that in the Black Swamp.

After checking the astrolabe, Carl walked to the study, where several thick books were placed on the desk.

The current situation of the Magic Forest is recorded in the books.

'The Magic Forest is vast, and there are not many places suitable for human survival. Humans are scattered in every corner of the Magic Forest, which has resulted in the lack of a unified force for countless years.'

"Similar to the Leipzig fair run by the Capet family, there are several more in the Magic Forest."

'Every family or power that controls the market has at least one second-ring wizard in charge.'

'The most powerful Weiting family is in charge of four markets and has a three-ring wizard. However, this three-ring wizard has not appeared for decades. Many people speculate that he has passed away or gone to a distant place.'

'The Six Ring Tower, White Fang Castle and the Secret Order from the Kalim Continent have a special status here. Although they are not strong, they have powerful backers, so other forces will not easily provoke them. The three major organizations are secretly connected, and there is also a second-ring wizard.'

Carl stopped flipping through the book and looked thoughtful.

"In other words, the key to judging whether a force is strong or not is whether there is a second-ring wizard in charge."

Under normal circumstances, a second-ring wizard can live for 500 years. If he practices special witchcraft, he can even live for a thousand years.

For example, the gray wizard Addison could have lived for a thousand years if he had not sacrificed himself.

Therefore, as long as there is a second-ring wizard, a family can almost be guaranteed to prosper for hundreds of years.

It would take another few hundred years to cultivate a second-ring wizard among the descendants, and then the family heritage could be continued.

"strangeness!"

Karl frowned and shook his head gently. "Even if the environment is not suitable, in the face of the various dangerous threats in the magic forest, a unified force can obviously increase the survival ability of ordinary people and wizard apprentices. Why hasn't it been unified for thousands or even tens of thousands of years?"

"Geographical reasons cannot prevent the trend of unification."

“Could it be…”

"In such a long time, hasn't there been a great figure of extraordinary talent appearing in the Magic Forest?"

I was puzzled, but I couldn't get the answer from the book.

Instead of worrying about the general situation, it is better to care about what is around you.

Six-ring tower!

The Six Rings Tower is the top power in the continent of Kalim, and being an apprentice of the Six Rings Tower is an honor.

same.

In the eyes of the wizards in the Six-Ring Tower, the Magic Forest is a dangerous, barren and wild place.

No one wanted to come.

Just like the children from wealthy families in Beijing, how many of them are willing to go to the countryside and stay there for thirty years?

The group of people from Black Swamp came here because they had no choice, and the place they came from was worse.

"Next year, when the Star Gate opens, because of our group coming, the Six Rings Tower will no longer send disciples here."

"They have a good plan. They use the identities of the Six Ring Tower to let the people of Black Swamp replace the real disciples."

"but……"

"We are short of people!"

“Serious shortage of people!”

Carl looked out the window, his eyes flickering.

The Six Ring Tower has four hills under development and has tens of thousands of ordinary people responsible for cutting down trees.

There are no more than thirty real managers.

There are also shops in the market, but just like Carl is guarding a shop alone, there is also a shortage of people.

For this purpose, they had to recruit local people like Simon to help run the business.

Even so, there is still a shortage of people. For example, Carl needs to watch over the store during the day and has no time to practice.

“Good fortune and bad fortune go hand in hand!”

Carl thought for a moment, "Although the environment here is a bit harsh, as a disciple of the Six Rings Tower, I am also highly respected in the eyes of the natives of the Magic Forest, and no one dares to provoke me easily."

"The lack of people is a good thing, because it means no one is watching us. We have a lot of freedom. We just need to adapt and life should be easier."

…………

Fragments of the divine domain.

In order to avoid being discovered, Carl has never entered the fragment of the divine domain since he came to the magic forest.

Only step inside after making sure that no one will notice you.

"Um!"

Quincy's memories were still lingering in the fragments of the divine realm, and his consciousness was shocked as soon as he arrived here.

Shaking his head helplessly, Carl took out the witchcraft knowledge of the dimensional cage and slowly opened it on the stone base.

Dimensional cage!

Ungraded witchcraft.

After mastering it, one can use mental power to construct a maze to trap and kill souls that invade one's consciousness.

The power of witchcraft is related to the strength of mental strength and the complexity of constructing the maze, and its origin is mysterious.

"Build this sorcery first, otherwise you won't be able to do anything."

The constant impact on memory can affect even absolute rationality, which makes the process of constructing spell models repeatedly frustrated.

Coupled with the need to keep the shop busy during the day, the time available to build the spell model is shorter.

first.

Carl learns the hard way about practicing witchcraft.

Fortunately, he has been learning relevant knowledge recently and can catch up with the progress.

Half a month later.

"out!"

Carl whispered, and a bright light appeared above the fragments of the divine domain, forming a complex maze.

Quincy's memories floating in the fragments of the divine realm were thrown toward the maze above like a whale sucking water.

After falling into the maze, it turned into a spot of light and wandered around aimlessly inside.

"Um?"

"Can you still escape?"

The maze is not complicated, and the light spots wandering inside can probably escape even if they have no intelligence.

Carl stroked his chin and thought for a moment, and the maze above him began to change.

In his memory, there was a man named Herbert Simon who made outstanding contributions in the field of artificial intelligence. Based on his theories and techniques, some people created many extremely complex mazes.

The most common maze is the flat maze, which uses various obstacles to confuse the people inside and force them to get out.

Going further up, there is a three-dimensional maze, the complexity of which increases exponentially.

And if you add some mathematical formulas, then the possibility of escaping from it is almost impossible.

What Carl has to do is to replicate the complex maze system.

Fortunately, his mental strength was still strong, and the energy required to modify the maze was not too great, so it was completed soon.

finally.

The shock of memories that filled the fragments of the divine realm disappeared, and a long-lost peace came over my heart.

"pity!"

Carl whispered:

"The dimensional cage cannot be completely sealed. Otherwise, it will become an endless cage."

"Next..."

“Test your own ideas.”

In the beginning.

Carl only regarded the fragments of the divine domain as a warehouse and a passage to other worlds.

Gradually.

Find out other functions.

Such as: data panel, using source quality to increase one's own strength, etc.

Later.

From the knowledge of the gods, he learned that the fragments of the divine domain could be used as wish-granting machines and machines for harvesting souls.

So……

Can every wish come true? What are the different prices for different wishes?

…………

Simon, dressed in luxurious clothes, holding a scepter in his hand, walked slowly on the long street, tapping his palms from time to time.

"Simon!"

On the second floor of a tavern facing the street, a hairy man pushed open the window and waved, "Old friend, if you have nothing to do, why don't you come up and sit down?"

"Fela!" Simon paused, his eyes flashed, and he turned and went upstairs.

"I heard that there is a newcomer in Wizard Archie's shop." The big man Fela took the initiative to fill up the glass and said with a smile:

"I've said it before, the people in the Six Ring Tower look down on local natives like us. Even if you try to please them, you're still an outsider."

"Do you see it clearly now?"

Simon's expression tightened, and the veins on his hand holding the wine glass bulged.

"You're not much better." He snorted coldly, "You follow the young master of the Capet family around, and you're still being treated like a dog, aren't you?"

“Haha…” Fela laughed, “I’m not very smart, but I can live a decent life by following the Capet family.”

"When I get old, I can leave some property behind."

"Where are you?"

He picked up the glass and looked at Simon:

"You are much smarter and more capable than me, but you followed the wrong person. Things in the Six Ring Tower are never given to outsiders."

"Bang!"

The glass in Simon's hand shattered with a bang.

* * * “Mr. Karl.”

The saleswoman Tracy came over and whispered, "The stock of healing potions is running low. In two or three days, I'm afraid they will be out of stock."

"Healing potion?" Carl, who was lying on the soft chair with his eyes closed in deep thought, opened his eyes and asked, "The kind that Ms. Yelu is responsible for supplying?"

But whether it is food or cultivation resources, you need to go to the forest to find them, and the round trip often takes a long time. Healing potions are of course commonly available medicines.

"yes."

Tracy nodded:

"The goods were supposed to arrive seven days ago, but they never arrived. They said there were some problems at home."

"..." Carl sat up straight: "Recently, there have been quite a few problems with the pharmacists who supply the goods!"

In addition to Ms. Yelu, there were several other pharmacists who failed to deliver the goods on time or delayed delivery.

It didn't matter at first.

Now,

It has begun to affect the normal operation of the store.

"It seems that one pharmacist cannot be responsible for all of a drug, otherwise it will be easily affected."

Standing up, Carl said, "I'll go ask Brother Charlie. He should know other pharmacists who make healing potions."

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound coming from the doorway, and the outer door shook a few times.

"Swindler!"

"Shameless profiteer!"

Someone yelled in front of the store: "You shameless, murderous profiteer, you sold ineffective, low-quality pills as high-quality ones and killed my brother!"

"Aqi's shop, this is a murderous shop!"

“…”

Shops in the market have to pay a certain amount of management fees every month, and this money is certainly not taken for nothing.

Inspectors from the Capet family quickly arrived at the scene and took control of the two shouting knights.

But things developed quickly.

The shouting attracted a lot of people to watch, and the simple few words were directed at Aqi's pharmacy.

"What's going on?"

Carl walked out with a gloomy face and looked at the two knights kneeling in front of the store: "Are you causing trouble?"

"We are not here to cause trouble!" One of the knights looked up with angry eyes, the blood vessels in his neck bulging: "The blood recovery potion I bought from you is completely useless. It caused my brother to die outside."

"His body is right here, we are here to seek justice!"

The stinking corpse was lying in front of the store. Of course, Carl knew it and his face became even uglier.

"Mr. Karl."

The patrolman said, "If you don't have any questions, we will drive him away. We can't let chaos occur in the market."

"Wait a minute." Carl looked up and asked:

"Why do you say that the blood recovery potion you used came from our store?"

"What?" The other party's eyes widened: "Are you still going to deny it?"

He struggled to take out a few bottles of medicine from his arms and threw them on the ground, shouting:

"These are all medicines bought from your store. They have your logo on them. Don't even think about denying it!"

Carl picked up the potion on the ground, examined it briefly, and frowned slightly.

It is indeed the medicine sold in the store.

and,

It has indeed failed.

It is even somewhat toxic. If taken at a critical moment, it may not only fail to save people but may also kill them.

"What's going on?"

At this time, Charlie rushed over after hearing the news. After seeing the medicine in Carl's hand, his eyes changed slightly, and then he shouted loudly:

"Go away! You are so bold as to come to a legitimate wizard's shop and cause trouble."

"roll!"

Signaling the inspectors to take the man away, he winked at Carl and walked into the store.

"Swindler!"

"Murderous profiteer!"

"ah……"

Outside, the roaring sound was getting farther and farther away, but the whispering and muttering of passers-by did not stop.

"What's going on?"

Charlie sat down, his face gloomy: "Something wrong with the medicine?"

"...Yes." Carl sighed helplessly and handed over the medicine in his hand:

"It is indeed sold in our store, but Brother Charlie, I have checked every medicine that came in, and there was absolutely no problem at the time."

The medicine cannot be opened. Once opened, it will undergo irreversible changes, so it is an intact medicine.

Charlie took it, examined it briefly, and put it aside.

"It has already happened. There is no point in talking about it. The key is how to deal with it next."

"The reputation of the mentor cannot be affected."

"Brother Karl!"

His voice sank slightly, "You were brought here by the instructor himself. I hope you won't let him down."

"……yes."

Carl bowed his head.

…………

Leaving the bustling Leipzig market and walking a short distance, it feels like you have arrived in another world.

Houses of all kinds are intertwined with each other, streets of different sizes are like a maze, and pedestrians on the road are dressed in simple clothes.

From time to time, you can see skinny children playing in the mud.

For a while.

Carl was actually a little dazed and felt like he had come to Freeport, that chaotic and disorderly place.

"There are very few places in the Magic Forest where food can be grown. If you want to get food, you must go into the mountains and hunt various dangerous creatures."

The shop guard 'Jie' was a great knight. He knew Carl's background and explained in a low voice: "So the living conditions of the natives here are not good."

Carl nodded slowly.

His life in the wizard tower and the market was so convenient that it was comparable to the modern society in his memories of his previous life.

Clothing, food, housing and transportation are all very convenient.

And here, it is simply medieval Europe.

Two completely different eras came from the same place, only separated by an absolute power gap.

In fact, only a very small number of people can live in the market, and most of them live in slum-like places like this.

"Walk!"

After walking along the muddy path for a while, the two stopped in front of a relatively spacious courtyard.

"gentlemen."

'Jie' whispered, "This is it."

"Um."

Karl nodded, waved his long sleeves lightly, and an invisible force tore the surface apart on the spot.

Hand of the Lesser Mage!

"boom!"

"who?"

The loud noise made the people in the yard restless, and a white-bearded wizard holding a staff looked towards the door.

After seeing Karl, his expression changed slightly, and then returned to normal.

"Mr. Karl."

"Why are you here?"

"Harold!" Carl's face was gloomy, and he threw two bottles of ineffective blood-recovery potions at the other party's feet:

"This is the medicine I bought from you. How do you explain it?"

"Is there something wrong with my potion?" Harold picked up the potion and looked at it with anger on his face:

"Mr. Karl, what makes you say that this is the potion taken from me?"

"Because the amount of blood-recovering potion is large, there are three pharmacists in the pharmacy to supply it. In order to prevent mistakes, I have marked each of the potions you provided." Carl snorted coldly: "Harold, do you think you can just deny it?"

This was to facilitate the reconciliation of accounts. He had given this suggestion to Charlie, but he had not expected it to be used here.

"Even if it is, so what?" Harold's expression changed slightly, and then his tone became tough again: "There is absolutely no problem with the medicine I provided. You also checked it at the time. Now there is a problem. Who knows what happened?"

"father!"

At this time, a woman with an extremely exaggerated fat figure squeezed out of the room and said with a grin:

"When will the roast suckling pig I want arrive?"

"Go back!" Harold's face darkened: "Didn't you see that Dad was busy with something?"

"No!" The woman shook her body, her fat all over her body trembling, and even her wide robe could not cover it: "I want to roast a suckling pig, I want to roast a suckling pig..."

?

Carl frowned slightly, and a faint light appeared in his eyes.

Aura of fear!

Possessing the blood of a second-level abyss creature, this bloodline witchcraft now has the power of a real first-level witchcraft.

"ah!"

The woman screamed, her crotch was wet, and the smell of urine was overwhelming.

His knees weakened and he collapsed to the ground.

"What did you do?"

Harold's face changed drastically when he saw this. He waved the staff in his hand lightly, and several sharp icicles appeared out of thin air: "Stop!"

"Don't touch my daughter!"

“Zheng!”

Jie drew his sword instantly, the great knight's fighting spirit roared out, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the opponent, and he shouted:

"Harold, put down your staff!"

"Do you know what you are doing? You are threatening a wizard apprentice from the Six Rings Tower!"

Harold's body stiffened and he subconsciously took a step back, with fear in his eyes.

Hmm...

Carl pursed his lips.

It’s different when you have someone to back you up. You can even bully others with a clear conscience.

"Harold."

As his thoughts turned, Karl's expression did not change at all, and his tone remained cold:

"I know you have a way to temporarily hide the inferior pills from the analysis technique. If you don't want your daughter to get hurt..."

"Just tell the truth!"

As he spoke, he slightly increased the power of the fear aura.

"ah!"

The fat woman collapsed on the ground and screamed loudly: "Don't come over here, don't come over here! Devil...you are a devil, Dad, save me...come and save me!"

"don't want!"

Harold's face turned pale, his hand loosened, and the staff fell to the ground:

"It was Simon, he made me do it!"

…………

"Simon?"

Wizard Archie took the investigation materials handed over by Carl, lowered his eyes slightly, and threw them aside without reading the contents.

"Tell the deceased's family that it was the pharmacist who deceived the drugstore with inferior medicine. Let Harold apologize, compensate, and try to restore the drugstore's reputation."

"The pharmacy will also make corresponding compensation."

"As for Simon..."

"never mind!"

Carl looked up with surprise.

Just let it go? But he immediately realized that Simon had dozens of suppliers for the pharmacy, so even if he had done something wrong, he couldn't do anything rash for the time being.

otherwise,

The pharmacy was having trouble even keeping itself running.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw Simon waiting outside with a gloomy face.

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