While I was chanting a curse, the system said I was Xiao Yan?

It wasn't coming from the hallway, but from the entrance hall.

The sound of the door being pushed open, the sound of shoes being changed, followed by a series of light footsteps approaching from afar.

"Tianyan-jun, are you awake? You left too quickly last night, there's something I haven't told you yet..."

Shoko Ieiri's voice came from the corridor, with a carefree air, completely unaware of the scene she had stumbled into.

Then she pushed open the bedroom door.

Then she saw the scene on the bed.

Tianyan lay on the bed, expressionless, covered with a blanket, on which sat a person.

A mature woman with long blue and white hair straddled Tianyan's waist, her hands supporting her on either side of his head, her long hair hanging down, her posture ambiguous like she was shooting a magazine cover.

Glass was stunned.

Her mouth was slightly open, and the half-finished glass of cola in her hand was suspended in mid-air, making her look like a statue frozen in place.

Three seconds later, the corners of her mouth slowly curved upwards.

"Oh~ Sister Mingming is here too!"

She drew out the words, in a tone that said, "Do I come at the wrong time?"

Tianyan glanced at her sideways: "No, you've come at just the right time."

Although he didn't know why Shoko had come to find him, her reaction upon seeing Mingming told him that Shoko had anticipated this: "Could you please explain why Mingming-senpai is in my room?"

Shoko blinked, then exclaimed "Ah!" as if she had remembered something.

"Oh right, I took your medicine back and studied it for a few days."

She swaggered in, sat down on the chair by the bed, crossed her legs, and took a sip of cola.

"I happened to run into Sister Mingming, so I told her about you."

Mingming straightened up from the bed, still straddling the bed, and glanced at Xiaozi.

"You walked way too fast yesterday," she said with a hint of complaint. "I was hoping he'd give me a few more tubes."

"You were just too excited," Shoko shrugged. "Your eyes were practically glowing when you held that bottle of medicine, like you'd seen gold."

Tianyan's gaze swept back and forth between the two before settling back on Mingming's face.

"So, Senior Mingming came because of my potion?"

Mingming nodded, got off the bed, and moved as gracefully as a cat.

Tianyan scratched his head: "How much medicine do I need?"

He felt he had found the answer. He figured that Senior Sister Mingming was going to carry out a dangerous mission and needed to make preparations in advance. She happened to hear about the healing medicine he had made, and was shocked and overjoyed, so she came to buy it.

Indeed, alchemists are highly sought after in any world!

Mingming stood by the bed, straightened her skirt, then turned around, crossed her arms, and looked down at Tianyan, who was sitting up in bed.

"Lord Tianyan".

Her voice turned serious, and a near-fanatical light gleamed in her cat-like eyes: "Do you know Pfizer?"

Tianyan thought for a moment: "The one that sells blue pills?"

"That's right."

Mingming's lips curved into a smile, a smile that carried the kind of unwavering confidence that only business tycoons would display at the negotiating table.

"They invented that blue pill based on an ingredient that they 'accidentally' discovered in a clinical trial, and then made enormous profits."

She paused, then held up one finger.

"And your pink potion is so effective it can beat them to a pulp."

Tianyan remained silent for a second.

"so?"

"so?"

He repeated the word over and over, then burst out laughing, a laugh filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Lord Tianyan, do you know what this means?"

She bent down, bracing herself on the edge of the bed with her hands, her long blue and white hair slipping down her shoulders, her eyes fixed on Tianyan, and said, word by word.

"Conservatively speaking, the sales potential of this drug is more than double that of the competitor..."

She held up five fingers.

"Five billion every year, and I'm not talking about yen, I'm talking about US dollars! U!S! dollars!"

The bedroom was quiet for a moment.

Shoko whistled, whether in surprise or in a jab, it was hard to tell.

Tianyan's expression remained calm, but he silently went over the number in his mind.

Five billion US dollars.

each year.

He looked down at his hands, then at Mingming's serious face.

"You mean the pink one?"

Mingming nodded, her tone firm: "The pink bottle."

Shoko tilted her head to the side, looking at Mingming with a curious expression.

"Sister Mingming, aren't you a freelance sorcerer?"

Her tone was casual, but her question was direct: "Why do you sound so excited about these business things?"

Mingming straightened up, crossed her arms, and glanced at Xiaozi: "I became a sorcerer only for money."

She said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world, without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"Accepting missions, exorcising cursed spirits, and receiving rewards—in the end, it's all about trading your life for money, but now..."

She turned back to look at Tianyan, her eyes shining even brighter.

For some reason, Tianyan suddenly felt that she wasn't looking at him, but rather at a bunch of knives!

"An opportunity to make countless amounts of money every year is right in front of me."

She paused, then a bright smile curved her lips.

"Why bother being a sorcerer?"

Shoko burst out laughing, placed the cola on the bedside table, and clapped her hands: "Mingming-jie, you're so genuine."

Mingming ignored her, but took a step forward and grabbed Tianyan's hands tightly.

Her expression was sincere, and her tone was solemn, as if she were proposing marriage.

"Lord Tianyan".

"Please, please let me become your partner!"

Tianyan looked at her frighteningly bright eyes, opened his mouth but didn't say anything; his mind hadn't quite processed it yet.

Mingming continued speaking, her pace quickening slightly, as if an idea she had been holding back all night had finally found an outlet.

"Let's start a company together, a company that can dominate the world."

She stretched out one hand, spread her fingers, and drew a large circle in the air.

"It's not the kind of small-scale business that only circulates within the world of sorcery, but a real global enterprise that serves all of humanity."

Her voice grew increasingly excited, her breathing became slightly rapid, and a faint blush rose to her face.

Mingming straightened up, crossed his arms, and wore the confidence and fervor of a business genius explaining his grand vision.

"What that blue pill can do, Tianyan Jun's pink liquid can do even better; what that blue pill cannot do, Tianyan Jun's pink liquid can also do."

She paused, took a deep breath, as if to calm her inner excitement.

"Moreover, it has no side effects, is more effective, and works faster..."

She looked at Tianyan, her eyes shining like two burning stars.

"It's time to make big money!"

Tianyan:......