I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte sold the collateral for a fair price and then bought a batch of materials for making potions, filling a cloth bag.

In addition, Charlotte bought a new pot.

With a bulging bundle on her back and a new pot in her hand, Charlotte paid the money and prepared to embark on a dangerous return journey.

Unfortunately, he still had the 4000 copper coins that Diana had given him in his haste to leave earlier.

If you are unfortunate enough to be robbed, the losses can be devastating.

Charlotte had just reached the door when a familiar unicorn carriage pulled up and stopped in front of the shop.

"Hmm?" Charlotte was somewhat surprised.

"Miss asked me to take you home." The driver was a burly young man with a square face, who spoke clearly and without much emotion.

"Isn't the landlady in the car?" Charlotte asked tentatively.

"Miss has other matters to attend to," the coachman replied.

"Okay, please wait a moment!" Charlotte's eyes lit up. She put the package on her back onto the cart, turned around, and ran into the grocery store.

Ten minutes later, Charlotte came out of the general store carrying three large packages and loaded them all onto the carriage.

He exchanged all the cash in his pocket for materials!

Such opportunities for private car service are rare; in the Abyss, no one has dared to hijack this carriage.

These materials should keep him busy for a while.

  

"I don't understand, but I'm utterly amazed!" Harry stood at the entrance of the grocery store, watching the departing carriage, marveling at the sight.

"This is for you, Miss." As the carriage traveled, the driver handed a box into the carriage.

"A gift?" Charlotte was a little surprised. After hesitating for a moment, she opened the box anyway.

There were two things in the box: a gray dress and a black hood.

Charlotte picked up the exquisitely crafted hood. The black hair was incredibly smooth, the details were perfect, and the two animal ears on the top of the head were exceptionally realistic, making it look like a work of art.

[Feline Beastman Disguise Headgear: A Tier 3 magical item that grants users below level 4 additional advantages when disguising themselves as feline beastmen, including aura mimicry, making them less likely to be detected!]

"This is for Vivian!" Charlotte exclaimed in surprise.

His first thought was, "The landlady wants to see him in women's clothing..."

My apologies, my apologies.

Including the dress in the suitcase, it looks like it would fit Vivian perfectly.

Clearly, Diana had already learned during their brief encounter that Vivian was not an orc.

However, instead of exposing her, she sent Vivian such a precious disguise headgear and clothes through him, which puzzled Charlotte.

Could it be that she has taken a liking to Vivian?

However, whatever Diana's purpose may be, it is clearly a good thing to allow Vivian to hide her identity more perfectly.

The carriage stopped; what usually takes an hour to get home only took ten minutes today.

"Please thank the landlady for me," Charlotte said to the coachman as she unloaded her things from the carriage.

The coachman nodded and drove the carriage away.

Many neighbors stood at the shop entrance watching the spectacle. Charlotte left in Diana's carriage and was taken back by the same carriage, causing quite a commotion.

"Could Miss Diana really have taken a liking to Dr. Charlotte?"

"A doctor who can't use magic? I think 'barber' would be a more suitable name. In our capital city, only barbers can do that."

"Don't underestimate him. Although he doesn't know magic, this kid has actually cured quite a few patients over the past three years."

"That's not the point. The point is, what did Diana see in this kid? With that small frame, he'd be discarded as trash even if sold to a club."

Charlotte glanced back at the butcher next door, who couldn't stand such words. Who was he insulting?

The burly, dog-headed demon glared at him, brandished his large cleaver, and spat.

"I can't afford to mess with them," Charlotte thought, knocking on the clinic door and carrying several large bags inside with Vivian.

"Boss, why did you buy so many materials?" Vivian asked breathlessly, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"It's a rare opportunity to hitch a ride, so we should buy more. The risk of being robbed is too high if we're out on our own." Charlotte took out various materials and sorted them for storage. If all goes well, these materials will be enough for them to use for a month.

After yesterday's experience, Vivian has become immune to all sorts of terrifying-looking materials and is now helping out.

Half an hour later, the two of them finally sorted out all the materials and piled them up in the storage cabinets of the alchemy room.

Charlotte looked around and muttered to herself, "We have a new pot, but we still need to build a new stove, and we need to get a kitchen upstairs too. If we eat bread every day, we'll turn into bread people."

"You can cook?" Vivian looked at Charlotte with some surprise.

"Is this some kind of special ability?" Charlotte asked in return.

"I just can't," Vivian said, looking ashamed.

Charlotte glanced at her; it was strange that the young lady could cook.

"Oh, by the way, this is a gift from your landlady." Charlotte picked up the brown box from the counter and handed it to Vivian.

"A gift for me?" Vivian looked puzzled. She had only met that beautiful, long-legged woman once, but under Charlotte's affirmative gaze, she still opened the wooden box.

An exquisite black wig and a pretty little dress lay quietly in the box.

Vivian's eyes lit up, and she presented the hood with both hands. It was somewhat similar to the one she was wearing now, but the workmanship was far superior, like a fine piece of jewelry.

More importantly, she found enchanted runes inside the wig, indicating that it was an enchanted accessory. The specific enchantment effects are still unclear, but the price must be exorbitant.

"Boss, you and that landlady must have a very good relationship, right?" Vivian couldn't help but ask, her bright eyes full of gossip.

The only explanation for that beautiful, long-legged woman giving her such an expensive gift on their first meeting is that she loves her boss so much that she extends that love to his pets.

"We only have a financial relationship." Charlotte poured cold water on the girl's burning gossip spirit.

What was Diana's status? What was her strength? Did he deserve her?

However, Vivian's words gave him a reminder: Diana was indeed behaving strangely towards him today, something that hadn't happened in the past three years.

Charlotte didn't think she was after the moisturizing serum; a high-end client like Diana was someone he should treat like royalty.

You've got your eye on him?

This possibility is also extremely low.

Apart from his handsome face, the rest of his body is a complete mess.

These are defective products that were sold to the club but were returned before even completing the training period.

How could a high-class rich woman like Diana possibly be interested in a low-class body like his?

Charlotte couldn't figure it out for the time being, but she didn't dwell on it.

Being able to latch onto Diana's coattails is clearly a good thing in this chaotic abyss.

The sheer number of cars coming and going today is enough to intimidate the neighbors on Bacca Street, forcing him to continue developing his power discreetly for a while longer.

As for Diana's true purpose, we'll explore that further as we get to know her better.

Falling into a place like the abyss and being noticed by a rich woman is obviously not a bad thing in any way.