Ninth class citizen

Chapter 303 It All Comes From Acting Skills
In the following days, Nan Rong would inadvertently run into Wei Lan in various situations.

He was clearly well-educated, and despite being frequently resold over the years, his demeanor remained elegant and composed. Coupled with his serene and refined appearance, he was a pleasure to behold.

Moreover, Vilan seemed to have little experience in interacting with others on an equal footing. In just a few days, he began to have deep conversations with Nan Rong, often seeking her out to confide in her about his many years of experience as a slave.

Nan Rong showed appropriate shock, anger, and sympathy, and offered just the right amount of comfort.

In just one week, the two became inseparable friends, even using nicknames for each other.

Nan Rong called Wei Lan "Wei Li," while Wei Lan called her "A Rong."

Sometimes, at Vilan's request, she would talk about things that had happened in the Delin Federation, especially the ever-changing ways in which Xilo Xinghua collected money.

Whenever she expressed her reluctance and love for money, Vilan would look at her with a smile, appearing thoughtful.

When Captain Raul returned with all the materials and instruments, he saw his young master sitting and drinking tea with Nan Rong.

The tranquility and beauty are like a painting, so captivating that one hesitates to interrupt it.

He stood at the door, secretly wanting to turn back first, when he saw Nan Rong's gaze already falling on him.

"The materials have all been purchased," Captain Raul said with a smile. "The extractor and the potion synthesis station have also arrived and will be installed tonight. When would be a good time to begin potion synthesis?"

"Of course, the sooner the better," Nan Rong said with a smile.

She was already getting tired of playing the "friends" game with this young master Vilan, and she might not be able to keep up the act for more than a few days.

"Then tomorrow?" Captain Raul asked impatiently.

Vilan clenched his fists, his facial muscles tense: "Actually, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

“You’re not worried, but I’m worried about you.” Nan Rong pulled Wei Lan’s wrist and pointed to the scabbed wound, saying, “The A-type energy metabolism gene disease makes the body immune to other drugs. This little wound hasn’t healed even after a week, let alone those old wounds.”

"Yes, young master," Captain Raul added, "Don't you want to open your eyes sooner and see this world?"

“Of course I want to.” Raul let Nan Rong hold his wrist naturally, without any intention of pulling his hand away. “I’m just worried that I probably won’t be lucky enough to get rid of this illness and live a normal life.”

"No, that won't happen." Captain Raul's eyes reddened appropriately. "Young Master, please don't think like that. Your luck will surely turn around—even if you don't believe me, you must believe in Master Nan's abilities!"

“Arong, you don’t need to feel pressured.” Vilan turned to Nanrong and gave her a faint yet poignant smile: “Life now is already more beautiful than I could have imagined before. Even if I can’t be cured in the future, I won’t blame anyone.”

"How can that be?" Nan Rong naturally disagreed: "If I can't successfully cure you, then all my time this week has been wasted."

Not only did the promised five million Chaos Coins go down the drain, but I also wasted so much time chatting with them.

Vilan was slightly taken aback, then found an excuse for Nan Rong's directness: "Arong, you don't need to comfort me like that. Everyone knows how rare third-tier potions are, let alone this kind of niche, special disease-specific potion. Take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

But I'm in a hurry. Nan Rong thought to herself, barely managing to maintain a smile on her face.

The next morning, she rushed into the prepared extraction chamber. Captain Raul, as expected of the Austin family's right-hand man, managed to obtain a CR2032 even behind the head of the family's back.

It's considered an old model in the Delin Federation, but in the Chaotic Starfield it's an absolute high-end product, several levels better than the FR1010 in the Blackthorn Arena.

After studying the first half of "The Theory of the Origin of the Universe," Nan Rong's various attributes had exceeded one thousand, and his strength was completely different from before. He purified all the materials into a 95% pure liquid in just one morning.

After a quick lunch, Nan Rong entered the synthesis platform under Captain Raul's expectant gaze.

The synthesis station is much better than the incomplete version from Blackthorn, and it no longer mistakes advanced potions for waste liquid.

Nan Rong immediately synthesized a third-order A-series energy metabolism gene-specific drug, and then worked on the synthesis table until late at night, turning half of the original fluid on her body into the drug and storing it in her solidified space.

This time, she added her name to the name of the gold crystal injection.

Unlike the Delin Federation, the Chaotic Starfield does not have a strict management system for gene optimizers. Therefore, the synthesis stations smuggled in have undergone special modifications and do not display the gene optimizer's level—because they originally did not have a professional level division.

The jelly dumpling immediately wiped away the data records left inside the original extractor and synthesis station.

When Nan Rong walked out of the synthesis platform looking exhausted, she found Captain Raul and Vilan waiting outside.

"Master Nan, have you succeeded?" Captain Raul stared intently at the golden crystal injection in her hand, wishing he could snatch it away immediately to see for himself.

Although Vilan couldn't see, his clenched fists and slightly trembling lips betrayed his tense state of mind.

His outward expression of emotion was just right, and his blood flow and heart rate also accelerated at the right time, making it difficult for even mental power to detect anything unusual.

But Nan Rong had a feeling that he wasn't as excited about the medicine as he seemed on the surface.

But she would never voice these speculations.

"I have fulfilled my mission." Nan Rong showed a look of joy and handed the golden crystal potion directly to Captain Raul.

Upon seeing this, the other person immediately burst into tears.

"Young Master, you're saved!" He knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to Nan Rong: "Master Nan, I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you!"

"There's no need for that." Nan Rong helped the person up. "Let's not delay any longer and quickly see the results."

It's good to collect the money sooner, and also to see what that young master Wei Lan is really up to.

This advanced genetic disease-specific medication takes longer to take effect than other medications. Patients will fall into a deep sleep, and the healing process will be completed during this sleep.

After taking the medicine in Weilan, Nan Rong went back to rest and even had a dream.

In her dream, she saw the young master Vilan standing with his hands behind his back, while the head of the Austin family, who had invited her to dinner earlier, was prostrate at his feet, kissing his shoes with fervent eyes.

And then there was Florent. He knelt behind the head of the Austin family, his expression solemn and devout.