I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

"Ordinary pharmacists would throw various materials directly into the potion furnace, which would lead to problems with unclear dosages, and the control of time and heat during the refining process would become complicated for materials of different sizes and shapes. To successfully refine a potion, a pharmacist needs to have a lot of experience, and it is not easy to pass on this potion to others."

Therefore, I optimized the potion processing, grinding all solid materials into powder, weighing the powder, and then using it according to the proportions. This way, the potion produced has a low residue content, the utilization rate of medicinal materials is almost 100%, and the dosage is controllable. There is no problem of certain materials not dissolving, so the refining time also becomes controllable.” Charlotte crushed a blue-eyed toad into powder in a stone mortar and then poured it into a balance scale to weigh it.

Ino said thoughtfully, "By recording the dosage of each medicinal herb, as well as the order and time intervals of adding them to the alchemy furnace, we can obtain a precise and replicable potion formula! This way, the resulting potions can be mass-produced, instead of becoming niche potions mastered only by a few alchemists!"

Charlotte smiled and nodded: "That's right. Developing and refining medicines that can be mass-produced so that more patients and customers can buy them at a relatively low price is what we pharmacists should do."

Those guys who hide in dark alleys and shady rooms, secretly brewing potions all day long, can't promote potions. They work in isolation, don't understand the needs of their target audience, and therefore find it difficult to develop any good potions.

Our goal is to make potions capable of doing most of what magic can do, such as replacing stamina recovery magic with golden stamina potions, treating minor wounds with hemostatic potions instead of healing spells, and reducing patient pain with anesthetic potions. At that time, all races across the continent of Aesop will be beneficiaries of these potions.

"I understand. Pharmacists will be a very important profession in the future." Ino nodded, her eyes gradually brightening.

She had a strong premonition that the surgical and medicinal treatments created by her teacher would completely overturn the current medical system, which was dominated by healing mages, in the future.

A solution that addresses the healthcare needs of the vast majority of ordinary people will undoubtedly be welcomed and embraced by them.

The abyss is just the beginning; perhaps the next place to be ignited will be the city of elves.

When Lina and Amiro return to the Elf City after completing their studies, their teacher will open a new clinic there, and the Elf City will gain access to affordable and high-quality medical care.

It might not even take three years.

Perhaps due to her rich cooking experience, Ino showed a good talent for controlling the heat. After the coal was lit, she quickly brought it to a stable temperature. Charlotte let her directly handle the large black furnace. After he personally demonstrated it once, he stepped aside to watch her refine the cleaning potion.

The first batch inevitably failed.

Washing the pot and starting over, Ino showed no sign of discouragement.

The second batch also failed, but it burned in the final stages, which was much better than the first batch.

  

The third batch was a success!

As she poured the nearly colorless potion into the vial, a smile finally appeared on Ino's face, and a great sense of accomplishment welled up within her.

This time, when refining potions, she was no longer a worker mechanically adding herbs, but a pharmacist who could truly control the situation inside the furnace and the firepower below.

She could sense that when various materials were put into the alchemy furnace at different times, they would combine and react with each other, eventually being successfully refined into bottles of potions.

This gave her a deeper understanding of what Charlotte meant when she said that different materials have different properties. Different orders of addition could result in completely different combinations of materials in the furnace, and the final result would naturally be different as well.

"Not bad, but the potion is still a little cloudy; the herbs haven't dissolved to their optimal state yet," Charlotte said, picking up a bottle of cleaning solution and nodding.

"Okay, then I'll continue refining." Ino nodded and immediately began the next round of refining.

She is full of energy and high spirits, and feels that she could refine it all night long without any problem.

Charlotte wasn't idle either; she took another pot and began refining intermediate-level hemostatic and cleaning potions.

Currently, the only two types of medicines that the clinic cannot mass-produce in the pharmacy workshop are these two.

It's fine for now that he's only supplying the clinic for daily sales and taking small batches from Linda's Pharmacy. But if he needs to increase the supply significantly in the future, then he'll be in trouble.

Therefore, improving hemostatic and cleaning agents is also urgently needed.

The current intermediate-level hemostatic and cleaning agents are entirely due to his improved skill level in potion crafting, which allows the potion's effects to be released to the maximum extent.

Improving the formula is a good idea; if he can refine more effective hemostatic and cleansing agents, he can be freed.

Ino would refine the potion herself for a while, then stop to observe Charlotte's potion-making process. Her success rate was rapidly increasing, from one out of three batches to one out of two, and then three batches in a row.

Charlotte noticed her progress and was secretly pleased to have such a precious apprentice, but she didn't show it too obviously on her face.

Charlotte believed that Ino's talent in potion-making was even greater than his own.

He relied more on his knowledge, which far exceeded the limitations of this era and space, to clearly recognize the importance of potions, and to have a more unconventional way of thinking and bold attempts in potion making.

Charlotte has decided to nurture Ino properly; if she also shows great talent in developing potions, her future is limitless.

In any case, today's investment in this bottle of power potion has clearly been a great success.

"Alright, let's call it a night. I'll take you back to your dorm. You have to go to work at the potion workshop early tomorrow morning," Charlotte said, looking at Ino, who had just successfully brewed another batch of cleaning potion and was bending down to add some coal to the stove.

"Huh?" Ino was taken aback, raised her flushed face from excitement, and looked at Charlotte, saying, "Teacher, I feel pretty energetic right now and don't really want to sleep. How about we refine another batch?"

Charlotte said seriously, "No, a disciplined schedule is one of the important prerequisites for becoming strong. If you don't sleep tonight, how can you guarantee the quality and quantity of the potions produced by the potion workshop tomorrow? Standing on a four-meter-high platform, if you accidentally fall into the potion furnace, who can save you?"

This was the first time Ino had seen Charlotte so strict. She instinctively straightened up, bowed her head, and replied, "I...I understand."

Charlotte looked at her and said, "Ino, becoming an excellent pharmacist is not something that can be achieved overnight. I hope you can always maintain this enthusiasm and motivation."

Ino raised her head, looked into Charlotte's eyes, and said solemnly, "Teacher, I will."

"Let's go." Charlotte put out both stoves and took Ino to her dormitory across the street.

It was already past midnight, and the temperature was below ten degrees Celsius. Ino shivered instinctively and whispered, "It's so cold."

"The Abyss is different from the Elf Forest. It will get colder and colder, and it will snow," Charlotte said with a smile.

"Snow? White snow?" Ino asked curiously. Snow never existed in the Elf City; she had only heard of its existence in books and from elders.

"That's right, the white snow, once piled up, is soft and you'll sink into it when you step on it. By then, the entire wilderness will be covered in snow, and the whole world will turn white."

"That...it must be so much fun!" Ino's eyes were full of anticipation.

"You'll see this winter," Charlotte said, watching her enter.

Goodnight, teacher.

Goodnight, Ino.

Charlotte made sure the girl closed and locked the door before turning back to the clinic.

I went upstairs, washed up, and then lay back down on the bed.

Charlotte took out the scroll of the Sword of Judgment from her spatial ring, took a deep breath to adjust her mood, and mentally prepared herself before slowly unrolling the scroll and looking at the little figure holding the sword in the middle.

The little man's sword began to dance, as if sword energy was flowing across the scroll.

With a flash of sword light, Charlotte instinctively closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he found himself in a mirrored world.

He was standing on a mirror, and there were mirrors all around him, even the sky.

Between heaven and earth, many ridge pillars stand, also composed of mirrors.

Charlotte stood there, able to see herself in countless mirrors.

The judge, dressed in all black, stood ten meters away, and his reflection was also entirely in the mirror.

"Welcome to the Mirror Arena. Not bad, young man, you've broken through again! You are the most talented knight I've ever seen."

The judge spoke, his tone tinged with a hint of relief.

Charlotte didn't want to admit that he relied entirely on potions to get ahead; he genuinely didn't have much talent.

"What kind of bizarre training ground is this?"

He looked at the Judge with some wariness. Having been beheaded thousands of times in the mysterious trial grounds, Charlotte had developed a psychological aversion to the Judge, the king of beheadings.

"Today's trial is—the Shadow Realm," the Judge announced, then vanished from the spot.

Charlotte's pupils contracted slightly as she drew the Judgment Sword, and her figure vanished from the spot.

The next second, the two black Judgment Swords clashed together fifty meters away, producing a crisp sound.

Charlotte's figure was revealed, still in the stance of drawing her sword and slashing.

But the judge was no longer in front of him, or rather, the judge was everywhere.

Within a three-meter radius of his body, all that could be seen were afterimages left by the Judge, blurry and elusive.

The ubiquitous mirrors in this training ground further amplified this sense of chaos.

In that instant, Charlotte even felt as if the whole world was judging her.

In that instant of distraction, his head flew high into the air.

He saw no sword light, nor could he even see which judge had drawn the sword; it was all shadows, which meant there were no shadows.

The next second, Charlotte touched her neck and took half a step back, looking at the Judge standing ten meters away, and hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute! What kind of movement technique is that? How can it be so strange! Also, what was that sword strike just now? I didn't even see it when my head flew off."

"His movement technique is the third form of the Three Thousand Lights and Shadows – Shadow Domain, and his sword technique is the fifth form of the Sword of Judgment – ​​Shadowless Slash."

The judge, however, was generous with his instruction, pointing his longsword diagonally and looking down at Charlotte with disdain: "Young man, learn these two moves, and you'll be invincible among those of the same level, and able to kill those of higher levels."

In that instant, Charlotte seemed to see that invincible, arrogant black-robed knight!

It felt like a fire was suddenly igniting inside me!

Invincible among those of the same level, and capable of killing those of higher levels—how alluring!

The mirror beneath their feet shattered into countless pieces, and the two vanished without a trace.

Charlotte revealed herself, her head detached from her neck.

death!

death!

……

Finally, after the twenty-eighth death.

Ding!

Charlotte finally found the Judge's position with this sword strike. The moment the swords clashed, he received a spinning slash and simultaneously shifted his body to the left front.

The black sword of judgment slashed down close to the tip of his nose, so fast that it was almost invisible, and the force of the wind it generated tore his skin apart.

The "Shadowless Slash" is not truly invisible, but rather so fast that it is difficult to see.

He had also discerned some of the Shadow Domain's movements, or rather... he had memorized some of them, thus predicting the direction and position of the Judge's sword strike in advance.

Unfortunately, that's still not enough.

A black sword pierced his back, through his heart, and then emerged from his chest.

That's right, the sword that slashed down from the tip of the nose was still fake.

What puzzled him was that he could say with absolute certainty that if he hadn't dodged that sword strike, his head would still have been split open from above.

"How can you use two deadly swords at the same time?" Charlotte woke up again and looked at the judge in confusion.

The shadow was not unusual; he had already managed to create three afterimages as he followed the shadow.

But a shadow is still just a shadow, and in battle it mainly serves as a diversion.

Within this three-meter radius, the judge's shadow seemed to become lethal.

After dying twenty-nine times, he didn't even get to touch the Judge's true form.

Or rather, he can no longer determine which one is the shadow and which one is his true self.

"Within the Shadow Realm, you are the shadow, and you are the shadow. Appearing in the enemy's least guarded position is the key to your victory." The Judge's words fell, and he disappeared again.

"You are the shadow, and the shadow is you..." Charlotte murmured, closed her eyes, and took a step forward.

Three figures appeared, moving swiftly within a three-meter radius, their longswords thrusting and slashing, leaving afterimages in their wake, their speed increasing rapidly.

Ding!

Ding Ding!

……

The sounds of swords clashing increased, while scenes of Charlotte having her head sliced ​​off with a single blow became increasingly rare.

Death is not ineffective, and Charlotte's figure is also starting to multiply, from three to six, and then to twelve.

Within that small three-meter area, Charlotte and the Judge were the only figures present.

Each shadow was wielding a sword, clashing against each other with crisp, metallic sounds, as if each shadow were a real person.

clang!

A muffled thud.

Charlotte staggered back ten meters, crashing into a pillar and shattering the mirror on it.

The judge stepped back five meters, thrust his longsword into the ground, and steadied himself.

"I've broken your Shadow Domain!" Charlotte's lips were bleeding, but her smile was exceptionally bright.

"Not bad, you've learned Shadow Domain, but your swordsmanship is still lacking." The Judge raised his hand, and a magnificent sword aura instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters, slashing towards him.

Charlotte's expression changed slightly, and she quickly raised her hand and swung her sword, unleashing a black crescent-shaped sword aura.

Charlotte's sword energy was instantly crushed, and then she and the pillar behind her were cut in two with a single sword strike.

The judge pointed his sword at the newly resurrected Charlotte and said coldly, "Young man, although your talent for growth is good, your swordsmanship is neglected, which is terrible. Then let me give you a good lesson."

"Please enlighten me." Charlotte drew her sword, her eyes showing no fear, but rather full of anticipation.

Rather than fighting wild beasts a thousand times in the wilderness, it is far better to fight the Judge a thousand times in this mysterious realm; the rewards are unparalleled.

As the judge said, he had to treat patients and make medicines in the clinic every day, so he rarely had the opportunity to fight and neglected to practice his swordsmanship.

Since the Judge was willing to hone his swordsmanship, he naturally had to seize the opportunity to solidify his foundation as an elite knight and master the first five moves of the Judgment Sword!

Within the mirrored realm, sword energy surged like rainbows, sword light flashed, and the prism pillars shattered. Amidst countless mirrors, only two figures flashed wildly, their forms almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

Desperate situation, death, counterattack!

Charlotte was constantly pushing herself to the limit, trying to seize a chance to win in the battle.

The same move, but a slight flaw, can determine victory or defeat, life or death.

Therefore, he strives for perfection and does not allow the slightest deviation!

This time, the judge didn't stop there, letting him go back and process it slowly.

Instead, at the level of an elite knight, they directly exerted maximum pressure on him with his current strength, training him to the point of exhaustion.

The Shadowless Slash has no actual moves, or rather, it is an extreme enhancement of the original sword technique.

Shadowless Sword Draw Slash!

Shadowless Spinning Slash!

Shadowless Combo Slash!

Shadowless Sword Qi Slash!

Within the three-meter shadow range, figures flickered, but the black Judgment Sword was the most elusive, almost invisible.

The illusion and reality are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish between them. What you think is illusion may actually strike you from a bizarre angle.

Charlotte was pleasantly surprised by her repeated breakthroughs in combat and her growing understanding of the game.

His unparalleled skill among his peers is no exaggeration. With his ghostly movements and extreme speed, almost no elite knight of the same level can keep up with him.

His swordsmanship was faster than his movements, and while it didn't have many variations, it was all straightforward killing techniques.

According to the judge's philosophy, once the head is cut off, the enemy is naturally dead.

If a mage of the same rank doesn't maintain enough distance and space from him, getting close to him will only result in being slaughtered.

As for being able to kill someone of a higher level, the legendary knight must be stronger than him in terms of strength and physique, but being strong does not necessarily mean being strong in combat.

In life-or-death battles, victory or defeat is often decided in an instant.

A legendary knight's neck isn't any tougher than an elite knight's; if struck by the Judgment Sword, his head will fall off just the same.

By utilizing the suddenness of the Light and Shadow Three Thousand Movement Technique and the explosiveness of the Shadowless Slash, theoretically, there is no limit to the ability to launch sneak attacks against opponents of higher levels.

If the opponent is not on guard against him within three meters, he is confident that he can kill them instantly with a burst of energy.

When his swordsmanship was perfected, and he pierced the judge's heart unscathed for the first time, the mirror world shattered.