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In the abandoned sewage pipe, an unknown mixture was discovered—an odd potion that indeed carried a hint of the mild suppressive effects of Corpse Poison. It could extend the life of an Infected Person by a few hours, but only against Corpse Poison below the first level, and it came with slight side effects.
"Wow! It's really you!"
"Damn it!"
As memories flashed through Ye Wumeng's mind, excitement was abruptly halted, replaced by an inexplicable anger. The small dark room fell into an eerie silence.
Seeing Ye Wumeng frozen in place with those enticing Blue Vouchers, Anlius grew increasingly anxious.
"What are you standing there for? Buy it!"
"Cough, cough. Hehe, my brother, look at how this potion glows in the dark. It's rich in energy! Let me tell you, if it weren't for our connection, I wouldn't even consider parting with this potion."
Anlius wore a pained expression, hands clasped over his chest like a parent watching their daughter get married, filled with reluctance.
If Ye Wumeng hadn't known what this was, he might have almost believed him.
He remained silent and reached into his pocket, gently pulling out a test tube filled with a golden glowing liquid. It looked identical to the potion in the box.
The atmosphere turned bizarrely silent as the two stared at each other without a sound.
"Haha, my brother, so you have one too! Haha!"
Anlius chuckled awkwardly, his toes digging into the floor in agitation.
Filled with regret, Anlius thought to himself that if he had known he could just swap out the vial for some paint mixed with water, he could have at least tricked him into handing over some money!
Now, just like that, a hundred thousand vouchers had flown away!
Suddenly, the previously extinguished light flickered back on, illuminating the room once more.
Ye Wumeng was the first to break the awkward silence.
"Haha, Mr. Anlius, don't be nervous. I also obtained this by chance; I didn't expect it to be genuine."
Ye Wumeng smiled; he hadn’t come here to expose fakes. After all, besides investigating Anlius's background, he had another mission from his system: Alchemist's Path!
The task required him to engage with an Alchemist's work. Since Anlius was an Alchemist, he surely must have read at least one book about Alchemy!
"Ah, haha! My brother is quite lucky!"
Anlius quickly seized the opportunity and deftly retrieved the wooden box containing the mysterious liquid potion.
A hundred thousand vouchers had just flown away!
No! This hundred thousand vouchers—I must have them!
"To be honest, Mr. Anlius," Ye Wumeng continued, "I am also very interested in potions. Ever since I was young, I vowed to become a respected Alchemist like you who saves those in distress."
Ye Wumeng raised his head and gazed out of the small window. Outside seemed empty; however, that wasn't important. What mattered was that at this moment, tears sparkled in Ye Wumeng's eyes as if he were reminiscing about a past long gone.
He almost believed it himself. In his past life, he would have awarded himself some kind of grand title for this. The opportunity had arrived!
Hearing Ye Wumeng say this, Anlius's eyes flashed with a hint of joy. He straightened his back, furrowed his brows tightly, and turned to the desk in front of him, gazing at the brown leather book with a long sigh.
"Brother, alchemy is not as simple as you think. It requires immense talent and perseverance; both are indispensable. Of course, if you have a knowledgeable senior to guide you, there might still be hope."
Ye Wumeng stared blankly at the brown leather book in Anlius's hands. "Pharmacology Compendium," it sounded quite impressive! This should be considered a significant work.
"But brother, you're lucky. Right in front of you is a relatively knowledgeable Alchemist willing to take you under his wing. However, mentoring someone is a labor-intensive task. Besides, I consider myself recognized by the Reformists as an Alchemist. Back in the day..."
"Mr. Anlius, are you selling that book on your desk?"
"Ahem, what did you say?"
Anlius had been proudly recounting his glorious past when Ye Wumeng's sudden interjection caught him off guard.
"What? You want to buy the book? If you buy it, how will I make any money?"
Anlius cleared his throat twice, picked up the Pharmacology Compendium from the desk, and quickly walked over to Ye Wumeng, flipping it open and pointing at the dense text with earnest persuasion.
"This book's content is obscure, and it was written by a renowned Alchemist from the Reformists! Without my explanation, you might spend a year studying it and still not understand it!"
"Buying it is not as good as hiring me to teach you. I guarantee that within three years, you'll step into the ranks of Alchemists!"
"Three years? Do you know what 'entry' means? I only need one second!"
"Haha, Mr. Anlius, why don't you just give me a price?"
"You..."
Anlius gritted his teeth; he initially planned to slowly profit through taking on disciples but was taken aback by this kid who was so stubborn about buying his book!
How much could this book sell for?
In Reform City, retail prices for Blue Vouchers are suggested!
Considering the journey to Reform City, selling it for a hundred Blue Vouchers would still be a loss!
Damn!
Anlius felt frustrated and clenched his jaw tightly. With a sudden burst of determination, he blurted out a figure that shocked even himself.
"One hundred thousand Blue Vouchers!"
"One hundred thousand! That's about equivalent to what an ordinary citizen would earn in ten years working in the industry!"
This was not a sale; it was robbery!
If Anlius had to spend so many vouchers just to buy a book, he might as well run headfirst into a wall!
However, it was a deal, but I didn’t have that much on me, so I decided to exchange something worth a hundred thousand Blue Vouchers with you.
Huh?
Anlius thought he must have misheard, his voice trembling with excitement as he confirmed, "What did you say?"
"I will exchange something worth a hundred thousand Blue Vouchers with you."
Ye Wumeng smiled slightly, his tone extremely sincere.
"A broken book for something worth a hundred thousand Blue Vouchers! Are you crazy? This person is insane! Hahaha! Even if it might not be worth a hundred thousand Blue Vouchers... Is it not worth a Blue Voucher? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Anlius struggled to suppress the excitement bubbling inside him, fearing that Ye Wumeng might change his mind. Yet, his trembling lips betrayed him.
"Did the national team win, or did Little Sun Island sink? Why are you so happy? Quickly, show me what you've got!"
Anlius eagerly handed the Pharmacology Compendium to Ye Wumeng, his other hand shaking up and down, urging Ye Wumeng to hurry.
Ye Wumeng didn’t waste any more words. He took out the item he had prepared in advance and placed it into Anlius's withered hands.
"It's here!"
Anlius hurriedly looked down at his hands, his pupils contracting in shock.
"Damn!"
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