Headshot Wizard - Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Lance didn’t put the hooked nose in his eyes at all. He took a step forward, took out a petrified heart, placed it on the palm of his hand, and displayed it in front of the clerk. The rest of the people stood aside, and because they were covered by Lance’s sleeves, they couldn’t see what Lance took out. The same is true of the eagle hook nose.

But Lance ignored him repeatedly, which annoyed him very much. He stepped forward and said: “Martin, Duke, drag this kid out for me. Don’t let him run wild in the master’s shop!”

The two big men walked over immediately. They were both guards sent by the wizard family behind the hook nose, and they were very strong.

As everyone gloated at this scene, the clerk suddenly shouted:

“slow!”

The two brawny men immediately stopped moving. A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Hook’s nose. Everyone is a little baffling.

A smile of joy suddenly appeared on the clerk’s face, pretending to pat his head: “Look at my memory, I forgot you…”

“This gentleman, what’s your name?”

“My name is Lance.”

“Oh, Mr. Lance. Fortunately for you…” The clerk held Lance’s hand. At this time, Lance had quietly put away the petrified heart. The others didn’t even figure out what happened.

“I remembered it wrong. This Mr. Lance has already made an appointment. Please come with me, and Master Regis will see you soon.”

Under the leadership of the clerk, Lance walked towards the depths of the hall.

Everyone was suddenly surprised!

The hook nose blushed even more, and trembling with anger.

This is really embarrassing…

Soon, everyone in the hall had turned their attention from the disappeared Lance to the hook nose, and they were discussing with interest.

Yinggou’s nose was itchy with hatred, he walked back to the queue quickly, facing the flattering female mage, suddenly lost interest.

“You can help me buy the medicine I want. You must make sufficient preparations to go to Puppet City this time. Make sure you are foolproof.” Ying Gou nose said to the two big guys, “I’m leaving now.”

After that, he bowed his head and walked out of the hall. When he left, he could hear bursts of laughter coming from behind.

“Is Lance? A little servant dare to provoke me?” Ying Hook’s nose looked grimly and thought: “I must kill you!”

…

“Mr. Lance, please wait a moment here, Master Regis will come to see you soon.” The clerk said respectfully: “There are very few petrochemical hearts in the inner domain of Ferendor. If you can provide A lot of petrified hearts, I am afraid that the master will be happy.”

After that, he glanced at Lance with some envy and left the room.

From this look in his eyes, Lance suddenly realized how precious the friendship of a master of pharmacy is in the wizarding world. About the basic knowledge of pharmacy, Amman once taught him, he only knows that pharmacy is a very rigorous and delicate science. To become a master of pharmacy, talent is the most important, but hard work is of secondary importance.

Because of this world, all people are working very hard to survive; ordinary people are working hard, and geniuses are working hard. Under this premise, whether to possess talent has become a key factor.

Lance has no interest in pharmaceutics, his hobby is to make all kinds of magical and magical items. However, based on his basic knowledge of pharmacy, he guessed that he might have a unique advantage in this regard. It is not how outstanding his talent is, but that he has the main chip fox and is very handy in computing.

What’s more, there is a daughter chip at the end of his gene chain, called [Powder]. This daughter chip is a special chip for drug producers on the earth in the past. Lance estimated that with the world’s backward productivity, as long as this sub-chip was turned on, he would definitely shine in pharmacy.

Just to unlock the next daughter chip, Lance must raise his physique to 2.0. The road ahead can be regarded as a long way off, and Lance can only temporarily dispel this idea.

“If you can come back from Puppet City alive, you can consider trying pharmacy if you have time. I heard that this is the most profitable business in the wizarding world.”

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“Who has a petrified heart?!”

An old man with a gray beard slammed open the side door and walked in happily.

Lance stood up and saluted: “Hello, Master Regis, this is Lance.”

The old man shook hands with him impatiently, and asked hurriedly: “How many petrified hearts do you have?”

Lance took out a petrochemical heart and placed it in the palm of Master Regis, and said without a moment’s care: “Master, don’t get excited, first verify the authenticity of the petrochemical heart.”

The old man glanced at Lance, with a look of surprise: “Do I need to appraise what I bought? The whole Ferendor, even a third-level wizard, dare not provoke me Regis! Who dares to take fakes as shoddy, I It will definitely make people skin him.”

However, he said so, and still used some means to appraise it.

“No problem, a very pure petrified heart. There has not been a petrified jackal in Ferendor’s inner domain for a long time.” Master Regis looked at the material in his hand with satisfaction, and said eagerly: “How much do you have of this quality? Petrochemical heart?”

Lance smiled slightly, but sat down leisurely.

“Twenty-one in total.”

“Twenty-one! So many!” Regis waved his hand, beaming his brow and said, “I want it.”

“Take it out quickly, take it out quickly, and give it to me, I’ll do the experiment right away!”

The old man urged.

Lance smiled brighter and brighter: “Don’t worry, don’t worry. Master, you sit first.”

The old man was unhappy for a while, but sat down peacefully.

“Well, now, let’s talk about compensation first?” Lance blinked.

…

“Cunning little guy.” Regis murmured, and he waved his hand happily: “The most common purchase price for petrochemical hearts on the market now is a magic stone. Since you can provide 21 petrochemical hearts, I will give it to you. Twenty-one magic stones. By the way, how about giving you another bottle of magic tide potion that I made by myself?”

“Is the price on the market now for a piece of magic stone?” Lance said in a little surprised: “I just heard your clerk say that there seems to be no petrochemical heart in the Ferendor Inner Territory? What if? If this is really the case, then the petrochemical heart should be facing a situation where there is no market in price.”

Regis cursed inwardly, but the old man was so thick-skinned that he could not change his face and said, “Really? You may have heard it wrong, boy.”

“The strength of the petrified jackal is there. This kind of creature is not a rare creature, and it will multiply soon.” Regis said calmly: “The magic tide potion I made by myself can be small in a short period of time. Raise your magic power level! And within one week after taking it, your magic vortex rotation speed will increase by 30%. It is also worth at least twenty-five magic stones on the market!”

“So the price I just gave is very reasonable.” Regis continued: “It’s equivalent to buying the petrochemical heart in your hands at twice the price premium. Boy, you can’t be too greedy.”

“Magic Tide Potion?” Lance’s eyes lit up, his knowledge of pharmaceutics is still very shallow, and he is not very familiar with Ferendor. If it were another apprentice wizard who had lived here for a long time, I’m afraid he would jump up excitedly when he heard the name of this potion. “Is there really a potion that can increase magic power?”

Regis looked at Lance in surprise: “Boy, what you said just now can I understand that you are questioning Ferendor’s greatest pharmacist?”

“Now you go out and just ask someone to ask, how popular is the magic tide potion I made by myself!”

“Nowadays, there are quite a few people who are queuing outside. They have made an appointment for nearly half a month before they are eligible to buy the medicine I made by myself!”

“If it weren’t for those damn two-footed dragons who hijacked the Bauhinia caravan, how could Ferendor’s petrified heart be out of stock? To tell you the truth, I’m just using it in a hurry. After a while, The supply of petrified hearts will naturally be made up.” The old man squinted his eyes and said to Lance, “Quick deal. Regis, I am not interested in deceiving a wizard apprentice with no more than 40 magic points.”

Lance was shocked, the old man’s so powerful eyes could actually see his magic level clearly.

“It’s no wonder he will come out with a bottle of magic tide potion. It is estimated that he saw my magic power is very low, so he just used this to seduce me.” Lance smiled bitterly in his heart.

He thought for a while, and replied: “The petrochemical heart is useless to me. It is no problem to give it all to you.”

“I don’t want magic stones. I want a bottle of magic tide potion, a bottle of fake death potion you refined by yourself…and this.” After that, Lance pointed to a bottle of emerald green potion on the counter.