Wizard Earl

Chapter 158 Unexpected Disaster

The silver necklace he gave Varga was beautiful, but in essence, it was merely an experiment for him to test the silver pendant...

The mithril necklace, in terms of materials, refining methods, and crafting techniques, is a simplified version of Reyes alchemy. It was created by Connor as an experiment to better refine the silver pendant using an auxiliary chip.

Through this experiment, Connor became familiar with some important techniques in the refining process.

Connor opened his briefcase and solemnly took out a bottle of Greenland potion, placing it in front of him. However, he did not take it directly. Instead, he meditated for a while, adjusting his state to its best, before drinking the potion in one gulp and swallowing it.

"Refreshing!"

This was Connor's first impression of the Greenland potion, but Connor didn't have time to fully experience it. The feeling it gave him was that, as Varga had instructed, he would begin meditating and cultivating his own Abyss Secrets.

Perhaps due to the effects of the Greenland potion, Connor felt himself instantly enter a state of deep cultivation that was extremely difficult to achieve under normal circumstances. This state of deep cultivation allowed for a speed two to three times faster than regular cultivation, but it required absolute focus and concentration to enter…

Carefully maintaining his deep meditative state, Connor began to refine the Greenland potions within his body.

It must be said that the Greenland potion that Varga chose for Connor was very effective. With each drop of the orange-yellow Greenland potion he refined, Connor could vaguely feel the mental trauma in his mind being relieved a little bit.

Two hours later, Connor slowly opened his eyes, temporarily ending his treatment for his mental trauma. His eyes revealed a clear sense of excitement.

After taking this bottle of Greenland potion, Connor could clearly feel that his mental trauma had been repaired to a certain extent. At this rate, it wouldn't be long before he could heal his mental trauma and begin preparing to break through to the intermediate wizard apprentice level, as well as the crafting of the Castia Staff and the Silver Pendant, two level-two enchanted items!

"Chip, calculate the effect of the Greenland drug on my psychological trauma, and the estimated recovery time?" Connor calmed his excited heart and began to command the auxiliary chip in his body.

"Beep! The progress of this treatment of the subject's mental trauma with the Greenland drug is 7.8%. Based on the subject's previous drug resistance patterns, it is estimated that it will take the subject one and a half months to completely heal the mental trauma. In addition, the chip reminds the subject that the Greenland drug needs a certain amount of time to be fully absorbed by the subject. It is recommended that the subject take one bottle of Greenland drug every two days!" As Connor issued the order, the chip's cold female voice rang in his mind.

Touching his chin, Connor nodded to himself. The estimated recovery time given by the chip was based on his previous experience with other drugs. Varga had told him that one of the major advantages of this Greenland drug was that its resistance was much lower than that of other drugs. It seemed that he would only need about a month to fully recover from his mental trauma.

A month is neither a long nor a short time, and Connor can accept this result.

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Two weeks later, Connor, who was at home recovering from his trauma, was greeted by a guest he never expected.

"Mr. Pjaca, do you mean you want to sell this apartment?" Looking at the apologetic-looking middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, Connor suppressed his anger and said coldly:

"Young Master Connor, I'm truly sorry, but I'm in dire straits. One of my company's cargo ships encountered a storm en route to the New World. While the ship itself survived, the cargo was damaged. According to the contract, I have to compensate my distributor with at least 13,000 gold pounds for such a large shipment. Add to that the compensation for the dead and injured crew members, and I'll have to pay at least 15,000 gold pounds. I simply don't have that much cash on hand; I'll have to sell real estate to raise the money!" The middle-aged man, whom Connor referred to as "Mr. Piazza," explained with a bitter expression.

"I have no interest in your business losses. All I know is that I paid four years' rent of one thousand gold pounds for this apartment in one lump sum!" Connor waved his hand and stared at his landlord, Mr. Piazza, saying each word slowly and deliberately.

That's right! Connor is now facing the prospect of being evicted from his apartment by his landlord, not because Connor can't afford the rent, but because his landlord's business has run into trouble and he needs to sell the apartment to raise money to pay off his debts.

"I'm truly sorry, Young Master Connor. You've been living here for two and a half years now, so I'll count it as two years. I'll refund you the remaining rent of 500 gold coins, plus the 500 gold coins penalty stipulated in our contract, for a total of 1,000 gold coins! According to the terms of the rental agreement, I'll give you one month, starting tomorrow, to find a new place to live."

Upon hearing Connor's words, the landlord, Mr. Piazza, did not make any excuses. After apologizing to Connor again, he presented a set of compensation terms that were quite sincere.

They were acting entirely according to the contract. Although Connor was angry, he couldn't vent his anger. He could only patiently ask, "Mr. Piazza, I remember you own quite a few valuable properties besides this apartment. Why do you insist on selling this one I'm renting? To be honest, I'm very satisfied with my living conditions in this apartment. I can pay you an extra five hundred gold pounds as rent!"

At this critical juncture, how could Connor possibly allow his landlord to sell the apartment to someone else?

Putting aside the fact that Connor has already gotten used to his living environment here, even dismantling the alchemical mechanisms he set up in the apartment would take Connor a considerable amount of time! Moreover, Connor is currently in the crucial stage of healing his psychological trauma and simply doesn't have the time or energy to devote to such matters.

"Young Master Connor, my business mainly involves shipping and trade. The East Hoy Company in the New World is too powerful; business is tough. Besides this property, all my other real estate is tied up in the Imperial Bank. If I don't sell this apartment, I'll go bankrupt!" Mr. Piazza sighed, speaking with a heavy heart.

(End of this chapter)