Chapter 98: An Invitation from the Herb Guild? The Imperial Magic Academy

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He pulled open the heavy, dark brown doors, which were carved with flowers of a species Tang Zheng did not recognize.

This conspicuous floral emblem was likely the family crest of the minor noble who originally owned this estate; the carving was extremely detailed, revealing that the doors were quite expensive.

However!

The creaking sound of friction from the leather and iron hinges where the doors connected to the wall proved that these expensive doors had not been maintained for a long time.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black gentleman’s suit, with a well-nourished, ruddy complexion, looked at Tang Zheng as he appeared in his field of vision; the impatience in his eyes vanished instantly.

"Good evening, Lord Tang."

Without waiting for Tang Zheng to speak, the middle-aged man took a step forward, bowed slightly, and then spoke with a confident, beaming smile.

His professional fake smile, combined with his preemptive manner of speaking, appeared flattering on the surface, but in reality, it carried an air of using status to pressure others.

"You even know my name; it seems you’ve put in quite a bit of effort." Tang Zheng’s expression was calm; he was not particularly surprised.

Even Imina did not know his name was "Tang"; as a middleman, the other party had no need to know the identity of the employer.

It was not difficult to find out where he lived; after all, all the potions flowed out from here through Imina, and one only needed to tail her for a while to find the address.

"So, was it through the signed lease agreement?" Tang Zheng chuckled; he had used his adventurer identity when signing the contract.

The fake smile on the middle-aged man’s face stiffened slightly; the alchemist named Tang before him was much younger than he had expected.

The pure white priest’s robe combined with his gentle expression gave the first impression that he was easy to manipulate.

But after just these one or two sentences.

The middle-aged man realized that this young alchemist was not only a troublesome character but also one who would not be easily intimidated by a few words.

"My name is Bert, a pharmacist affiliated with the Herb Guild. Our guild is hosting a banquet tonight, and we have invited pharmacists from all the major herb workshops."

"The alchemical potions you produce, while not made from herbs, are still a type of healing potion."

A professional smile reappeared on the middle-aged man’s face as he continued:

"Our guild leader has specifically invited Lord Tang to attend."

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned slightly to the side, gesturing toward a four-wheeled carriage behind him.

"Not interested."

Tang Zheng said indifferently, turning around to head back.

He had no interest in participating in such scheming activities; not only was it a waste of his time, but it was also like choosing to sit down and play along with these people’s charade when he could simply flip the table.

It was both boring and uninteresting.

"Lord Tang!"

"Are you sure you want to refuse? This is an opportunity for both you and us." The middle-aged man’s expression turned cold, and his voice rose significantly.

If this were before the Blood Emperor ascended to the throne, let alone inviting this foreign alchemist, they would never have allowed him to sell potions at such low prices so unscrupulously.

They would not have let this young man see the next day’s sun!

Of course.

That would have been in the context of seizing the alchemy formulas in his possession.

However, ever since the Blood Emperor Jircniv took the throne, a large number of new regulations had been issued, causing all sorts of emerging novelties to pour in from all over the country.

Furthermore, the Blood Emperor Jircniv also strongly encouraged the appearance of all kinds of new things.

This forced many previous ways of doing things to change.

No one wanted to cause a stir and be targeted by the current Blood Emperor; those who dared to stick their heads out like that had already been harvested.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, making his voice sound more relaxed again: "I noticed that the alchemical potions you produce have a very short shelf life, as if they lack the 'Preservation' magic required for long-term storage."

"We can provide you with that magic, and even some other alchemical techniques."

"With your talent, after mastering such magic and alchemical techniques, you will definitely be able to raise your level of alchemy to a new height."

Speaking of which.

A smile had returned to the middle-aged man’s face, "And we only need a little bit of guidance regarding the alchemical potions you produce."

Tang Zheng’s forward steps paused; he turned his head back to look at the middle-aged man, a smile appearing on his face.

The middle-aged man felt a surge of joy, thinking that Tang Zheng had agreed.

"Not interested."

As soon as the words fell.

Whoosh!

A sound of something piercing the air suddenly arrived.

A black chain transformed into a swimming snake, wrapping around the middle-aged man’s neck before he could react, causing his face to flush red instantly and revealing a look of suffocation.

"Awoo."

The little evil spirit dog’s body swayed, and the bone chain whipped out suddenly, throwing the middle-aged man away and smashing him into the nearby four-wheeled carriage, causing him to scream. "Hiss-chirp!"

The horses pulling the carriage were suddenly startled, causing a series of neighs as they bolted, dragging the damaged carriage away.

Soon, it caused a series of gasps on the street.

"Your control over the bone chain is becoming more and more proficient."

Tang Zheng praised the little evil spirit dog beside him with satisfaction, then turned and entered the courtyard, the heavy brown doors closing once again.

Regarding the trouble this incident might cause later.

Tang Zheng did not care at all; this world had always been a world where the strong were kings.

Simply revealing the third-tier "Angel Summoning" was enough to deter a large group of people.

The next day.

Under Imina’s intentional promotion, news began to spread about Tang Zheng, the mysterious alchemist who had developed a new potion to heal disabilities.

It caused a stir, especially in places like the Adventurer’s Guild and the "Singing Apple Pavilion," where large numbers of worker teams gathered.

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The recently popular, cheap, and effective alchemical potions were highly sought after by this group of people who already walked in dangerous zones.

If it weren't for the fact that these alchemical potions really had a short shelf life, they would have loved to stock up on a batch.

Such thoughts.

Tang Zheng, as the creator, naturally knew that once any good thing appeared, it would be hoarded in large quantities by those who got their hands on it first.

The regeneration potion that Tang Zheng had diluted not only had a weakened healing effect, but its shelf life was also shortened to about five to six days.

This would greatly curb those who wanted to hoard it in large quantities.

Using the "Preservation" magic could indeed extend the shelf life of the potions.

But the problem was that a bottle of alchemical potion was only worth eight copper coins; wasting mana to preserve potions of this level was simply not worth it.

While the news was spreading.

On the other side, Tang Zheng took the little evil spirit dog and rarely left the noble estate.

On the bustling road.

Pedestrians on both sides walked with smiles, laughing and playing on the sidewalks, which were a step higher than the smooth central road, while the center was occupied by a large number of carriages.

This somewhat modern design made Tang Zheng pause when he first saw it half a month ago.

The more he observed, the more he could truly feel the gap between the Kingdom of Re-Estize and the Baharuth Empire.

Tang Zheng followed the bustling crowd toward the central square.

There were three most famous places in the entire Empire: the Imperial Magic Ministry, the Imperial Magic Academy, and the Imperial Arena.

Among these three, the Imperial Magic Ministry was the most mysterious; established by the fifth Emperor, it was a specially designated area in the Imperial Capital where almost all the magic equipment in the entire Empire was produced.

Its security force alone was no less than that of the Imperial Court, and this area was directly under the responsibility of Fluder.

The Imperial Magic Academy was established during the reign of the sixth Emperor, and it was the place Tang Zheng was heading to at this moment.

Outside the Imperial Magic Academy, inside a small, exquisite restaurant.

The clear black tea on the table emitted a fragrant aroma; Tang Zheng picked up the teacup and took a light sip, waiting quietly for the target to appear.

He did not wait long.

A girl who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with shoulder-length golden hair, a thin build, and wearing a loose, somewhat wrinkled French-style robe.

Was holding an iron staff taller than herself, walking into the restaurant from outside with cautious steps.

She first carefully surveyed the scene inside the restaurant, and soon discovered Tang Zheng sitting by the window.

Because Tang Zheng was waving at her.

"Hello, my lord, may I ask if you are the one who posted the commission?" The golden-haired girl walked over, her voice sounding a bit weak.

"That’s right, please sit down first." Tang Zheng said gently, signaling for her to sit.

Arche!

This girl’s name was also the most tragic member of the future worker team "Foresight."

Tang Zheng found her because Arche possessed a natural talent called "Magic-Seeing Eyes," and this talent was the same as Fluder’s natural talent.

He needed to use this talent to confirm one thing.

Thanks to book friend "Du Ba Hei" for the 1000 Qidian coin tip!

(End of chapter)