Wayne was overjoyed after hearing Kalkstein's research results.
This project has been in the works for several years since it was started three years ago.
Because of the encounter in Kaedwen a few years ago, Wayne met several capable warlocks, and he owed them a great debt of gratitude. In addition, with the rapid development of the Wayne Chamber of Commerce, it can be said that he now has both money and people. The cost of pharmaceutical production has increased by more than ten times? What kind of problem is this? For the noble Lord Wayne, any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.
He picked up the syringe and found that the needle of the syringe was retractable. The needle was made of meteorite and was of high quality. It was directly controlled by a button and would not break or be damaged during carrying. It was obviously carefully designed and the craftsman who made the syringe was also very skilled.
"You've done a great job, Kalkstein. I'll give you another 500,000 Ao Luns of research funds and some other formulas."
"Hurry up and develop the injectable form of the other drugs as soon as possible. I will satisfy you in terms of money and people."
Five hundred thousand orens? Kalkstein was delighted. This was a sum he had never dared to think of before.
This is what the warlock likes most about his boss Wayne. He never hesitates when asking for money. He is much better than the stingy superior he had when he was doing research at Banard College. He also never checks the accounts. He is simply an angel investor in the eyes of all researchers.
But then, the middle-aged warlock touched his chin with some embarrassment and said, "Boss, it stands to reason that with the successful precedent, the subsequent research on the medicine should be much faster."
"But if you want to research new demon hunter potions, you must have a demon hunter as a research subject to try the new potion."
"Otherwise, without comparative effects as research data, the research and development speed would be more than ten times slower if we want to advance this research. It might take several years to develop a new formula."
"Even if there are no demon hunters, we can still get a few living people as samples. Otherwise, I can't guarantee success."
After hearing Kalkstein's request, Wayne, who had also learned a lot of magical knowledge, knew very well that scientific research experiments required a rigorous attitude. This was not unreasonable, but a very reasonable request.
He pondered for a few seconds and said, "Your request will require some time. I will first bring back a group of death row prisoners for you. As for the demon hunters, it will probably take some time. I cannot let my companions become your experimental subjects."
Kalkstein stroked his beard in disappointment, but being able to get a large amount of research funding already made him quite satisfied. He nodded and said impatiently, "That's it, boss."
"I'm going back to the lab. I'll speed up the research. I've already taught my assistant the method of making injectable medicines. If you need to make these medicines, just let him be in charge."
After saying these words, the male warlock who loved research had no intention of greeting his boss. His mind was full of his own experiments. He quickly left the council hall and went to his own laboratory.
Since joining the Witcher Order a few years ago and settling down in the safe place of Kaer Morhen, there is neither useless social interaction nor trivial troubles. All material needs for food, clothing, housing and transportation can be handled well by the Wayne Chamber of Commerce's caravan.
This simple and efficient life has made Kalkstein fall in love with this place.
Even if he left here for some reason in the future, the generous salary given to him by the sect would allow him to live a wealthy life.
After Kalkstein left, Wayne, who remained in the conference room hall, was no longer in the mood to continue dealing with chores with his subordinates.
After sitting in his seat and thinking about how to deal with what happened in Cintra, he left the huge Kaermerhen Castle alone and used the authority of the Master of the Maze to come to a cave about ten kilometers away from the castle.
This cave is located in a dense forest. The terrain is quite hidden and there are several powerful magic barriers. Even Triss and Vesemir, the two controllers who own the secondary control rings, are not aware that there is such a place in the maze.
Of course, as a spellcaster, if they want to cast spells in the maze barrier, unless their own strength has exceeded the limit of the maze, otherwise, they will not be able to mobilize the magic power within the maze.
The use of magic barriers in this cave for concealment was obviously allowed by Wayne.
After passing through several barriers, Wayne entered a huge and bright cave. The interior of the cave was full of magical lighting equipment and many high-end daily necessities. Several young servants were in charge of cleaning the cave.
Seeing Wayne coming in, a middle-aged male warlock wearing a cloak with only his face exposed put down the book in his hand and immediately came forward.
He first bowed and saluted, then said respectfully, "Lord Wayne, welcome."
This is a warlock with a purple demon tattoo on his face, and his appearance is basically the same as those fallen warlocks who are wreaking havoc around the world.
However, judging from his expression and movements, he was not as crazy and paranoid as the Fallen Warlock. Instead, he had a look of wisdom.
Wayne nodded at him and asked in a calm tone:
"Carlos, are you on duty today?"
The male warlock called Carlos nodded, but he was not very good at speaking, so he said nervously: "Yes, Lord Wayne, this is arranged by Lord Xier. Each of the eight of us will take a day off and be responsible for the guarding and maintenance of the barrier."
Wayne waved his hand, signaling Carlos not to be nervous, then nodded and said:
"Don't be nervous, Carlos. We are just an employer-employee relationship, not a so-called master-servant relationship."
"As long as you work for me faithfully for thirty years, I will follow our contract and help you escape the control of the power of hell and give you freedom."
Carlos heard this, no matter what he thought in his heart, his expression immediately became full of gratitude, and then he bowed again and said:
"Thank you, Lord Wayne, we will definitely work hard for you."
This cave was the secret base where he hid the eleven fallen warlocks he captured when he destroyed the clone of Demon Lord Baal. As a special case, Yennefer had been given freedom by him who was subconsciously conscious.
The twelve members chosen by the devil Baal of hell to expand the space rift are among the strongest among all the fallen warlocks.
They are different from other miscellaneous fallen warlocks. They are all elites whose minds have been corrupted by the Demon Lord Baal using his own power. That is why after Wayne destroyed Baal's soul and will in his bodies, they continued to be loyal to Wayne and regard him as their master.
Although the hellish magic power in Wayne's body is now sealed and he cannot use this power freely, this does not prevent him from controlling these fallen warlocks.
However, as a demon hunter who could barely be considered to be on the good side, Wayne did not permanently deprive them of their freedom. Instead, after lifting some of his control over these warlocks, he signed a thirty-year allegiance contract with them as a condition for saving them.
After all, even if Wayne really wanted to give them back their freedom, he couldn't do it before he completely mastered that part of the hell magic power in his body.
After walking for a few more minutes, he came to a large, spacious and bright laboratory. Some other male warlocks dressed in different clothes were standing in their respective experimental areas, concentrating on their own research and did not even notice Wayne's arrival.
Beside them, there were various corpses, including those of evil spirits, griffins, water ghosts, and of course many humans.
In addition to these corpses, there are also some living specimens, who are tied to the experimental table with a dull expression, undergoing various studies.
As a powerful demon hunter master, Wayne's footsteps are very light. If he wants, he can even walk up to anyone without making any sound, just like a master assassin.
He did not disturb the sorcerers who were conducting research, but walked through a long corridor and came to the back of the experimental area, a relatively spacious huge room with an overall layout similar to that of a study.
A plump and slender beauty with her hair flowing down behind her had a serious expression on her face. She was sitting at the desk, flipping through some reports in her hands.
After seeing Wayne come in, the sorceress did not show much enthusiasm, but her serious and indifferent expression slightly restrained, nodded to the demon hunter, and said:
"Welcome, Mr. Wayne."
Wayne first glanced at the snow-white and plump skin on the other person's chest, then nodded with a smile and replied, "Ms. Seale, you are still working so late. Thank you for your hard work."
The sorceress Xier had no intention of greeting Wayne. She stood up, then extended her hand to invite Wayne to sit opposite her, handed the report in her hand to Wayne, and said in a calm tone:
"Mr. Wayne, the reason we invited you here this time is because the research you entrusted to us has already produced quite mature results and can be tested at any time."
"Although we cannot guarantee 100% safety, we can guarantee a success rate of more than 90%."
"I hope you can arrange a demon hunter to conduct the experiment as soon as possible. This will also allow us to have a higher success rate in the future and leave more experimental data."
While listening to what Shiel said, Wayne picked up the research report handed to him by the sorceress.
At the top of the report, it was clearly written in the common language of the wizarding world, about the experiments and research on the secondary mutation of witchers.
He did not answer Shir's question immediately, but first carefully read through the not very thick experimental report in his hand, and used his relatively rich knowledge of magic to deduce the experimental steps and results.
He found that the research conducted by Schill and his colleagues had indeed reached a very mature stage and was ready to produce results.
Seeing this, he felt in his heart that his decision to take in these fallen warlocks was very wise, and at the same time, he was thinking in his mind who would be the first subject of this secondary mutation experiment.
Although the sorceress Sil would not exaggerate in front of the Demon Lord Baal and take actions that would be disadvantageous to him due to the influence of his power, there was still a 90% chance of failure, and he could not let someone who was too close to him take risks.
After thinking about it, a candidate gradually came to my mind.
It just so happened that Gaitan from the Cat School was about to return from Toussaint and report to him the latest information about the Fairy Tale Kingdom.
Wayne decided to treat this opportunity for a second mutation as a reward to Gaitan, a rather honest tool.
If the secondary mutation is successful, it can be used as bait to attract the Cat School witchers who are about to come to inspect the witcher cult, thereby increasing the cult's appeal.
Anyway, he still has a lot of life-saving props in his hands, so even if Gaitan has an accident, he will definitely be able to save his life.
This guy has been enjoying a good life in Towson for several years, which is considered special treatment for him.
After making the decision, Wayne put down the report in his hand, a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said in an appreciative tone:
"You are truly an elite that is highly praised by both Principal Margarita and Ms. Francesca."
"Ms. Xier, among the many sorceresses, you are one of the few who still sticks to the job of a spellcaster and is not keen on power."
(End of this chapter)
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