I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Guawasi is tall and rather overweight, weighing over 300 pounds. However, she has a round face that is only the size of a palm, and is considered to have a pretty face among fat people.

"You, Alvin, dare to play the fool in front of me? You didn't come to see me right after you got home, and I only found out about Father's arrest from the servants. Do you even respect me?!" Guavass grabbed Alvin's ear and twisted it.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Alvin cried out, grimacing. He didn't dare to resist or run away, and could only explain, "This matter concerning my father-in-law is quite serious. I couldn't handle it, so I had to come to my father as soon as I got back to discuss countermeasures. How could I not respect you, Madam?"

Guavass then released his grip, looked at Alvin who was covering his ears and taking a small step back, and frowned as he asked, "Tell me, why was my father arrested and taken to the police station?"

"It's all because of that bastard Charlotte!" Alvin said angrily, glancing at the sullen-faced Guavas, then lowering his voice a few octaves before continuing, "Here's what happened: this morning, a child was bitten by my father-in-law's dog. Apparently, it bit off a hand and almost killed him, so he was taken to Charlotte's clinic. After Charlotte saved the child, she brought the child's mother to my father-in-law to demand payment for the medical expenses, and ended up fighting with the guards. Charlotte was quite ruthless; she killed all of my father-in-law's dogs and severed all the guards' tendons and ligaments, making the fight incredibly fierce."

Things escalated, and the patrol arrived. Bob, being a member of the Trull family, was supposed to just arrest Charlotte, but Buddy from the Harriman family interfered and forcibly took his father-in-law away.

"Is Father injured?" Guavas asked with concern.

"Aside from being a little frightened, my father-in-law shouldn't be injured." Alvin quickly shook his head.

Guavas's expression softened slightly, but he frowned and said, "I told my father many times in the past that we should discipline the servants and vicious dogs in the house and get along well with the neighbors. In recent years, with the help of the Tru family, they have become even more unruly and have finally caused trouble."

"Madam, this matter is not my father-in-law's fault. If it weren't for Charlotte meddling, my father-in-law would not only be able to run rampant in Margo Street, but no one in the Abyss would dare to provoke him either," Alvin said with a smile.

Guawas rolled her eyes at him, a hint of anger in her voice, and said, "You're not even a big shot in the Abyss, yet you dare to make such boastful claims. He's become so arrogant because he's heard you say so many times."

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Alvin lowered his head, not daring to say anything more.

"I've saved up some money over the years. Take this money and go find Charlotte and the mother of the injured child. See if you can reconcile before things escalate." Guavass took out a money pouch from her bosom and handed it to Alvin.

"It's no use. I've mentioned the possibility of settling with money to Charlotte, but he explicitly refused. He's just trying to escalate things, to get the police station and the city lord's mansion involved, to put my father-in-law on trial, and to embarrass us," Alvin said, shaking his head and sighing.

Guavass grew anxious and asked, "According to Father's crimes, how should he be sentenced if judged under the new laws?"

Alvin glanced at Guavas with some concern and whispered, "If all the crimes are proven, the punishment should be hanging."

Guawas swayed, then slumped against the doorframe and sat down on the floor, muttering, "How could this happen..."

Alvin, unable to lift Guavas, could only step forward to comfort her, "Madam, please don't worry. This is the worst-case scenario. Your father-in-law is, after all, related to the Duru family by marriage. They say family scandals shouldn't be aired in public. Even if Joseph doesn't get along with us, he can't really hang your father-in-law, can he? If word gets out, how can he remain the city lord? I think in the end, this matter will just involve spending more money on compensation. Your father-in-law has accumulated quite a bit of wealth over the years; he can certainly afford it."

"If this gets out, the best way for Joseph to secure his position as city lord is to severely punish my father, so that everyone in the Abyss is convinced of his guilt, and the people's hearts will naturally be with him." Guavas looked at Alvin, her eyes full of pessimism.

Upon hearing this, Alvin's legs went weak, and a hint of panic appeared in his eyes.

……

"Father, this matter must not be tolerated! If Anselm commits such a serious crime and is let off lightly simply because he is related to the Duru family by marriage, how will you, as the Lord of the Abyss, maintain your authority? Wouldn't the Twenty-Three Laws become a joke!"

In another villa at the same Truman estate, Roland spoke righteously to Joseph, who was sitting opposite him, in the council chamber.

Joseph had an urgent report beside him, just delivered from the police station. It listed the various crimes that Anselm was accused of by more than a dozen victims, as well as the confessions obtained from the interrogation of Anselm's wicked slaves.

For decades, Anselm dominated Margo Street, committing numerous atrocities and staining his hands with the blood of the oppressed lower classes.

Moreover, even after the city was built in the Abyss and the twenty-three laws were promulgated, they still did not stop.

Just today, they deliberately released dogs to attack a five-year-old child, causing the child's left hand to be severed and leaving the child on the verge of death.

Joseph's expression was grave as he pondered, "This matter indeed requires careful consideration. There are issues to resolve both externally and internally. Charlotte bringing this matter to the forefront means that the Harriman family will also be involved. If we cannot provide a satisfactory response externally, the council will certainly be in an uproar."

Anselm's practice of collecting double rent on Margo Street has been going on for over a decade, which is shaking the very foundation of our Tru family. I, as the patriarch, was completely unaware of this, and Kenneth is undoubtedly involved. We need to consider how to handle this.”

Roland pondered for a moment and said, "If it is according to my idea, then we should make an example of him and punish Anselm's crimes strictly in accordance with Article 23 of the Law, thus setting a precedent."

Let those who used to rely on their connections and power know that even if they are related to the city lord by marriage, they will still be hanged if they oppress commoners and break the law.

It also lets the ordinary inhabitants of the Abyss know that Article 23 is a law that can truly protect their rights, and that everyone is equal before the law, which will encourage them to be more proactive in upholding the law.

As for Kenneth and his son, they also need to be taught a lesson. Anselm's arrogance and domineering attitude must be partly due to their indulgence and instigation. If such parasites are not punished, other clansmen will follow suit, completely ruining the foundation of the Duru family.

"I'm afraid the Grand Elder won't agree to this." Joseph frowned.

Roland's voice rose a few decibels as he solemnly said, "Father, you are now the Lord of Abyss City and the patriarch of the Duru family. It's time for you to take charge. If decisions are controlled and influenced by the elders of the clan, how will the other two major families view you? Will the clansmen be convinced by you?"

A glint flashed in Joseph's eyes as he looked up at Roland.

"Whether in the clan or in the council, I will certainly give my full support to your decision," Roland said with a firm gaze.

……

"Interesting, very interesting. Charlotte always manages to do things that even this old man finds amusing. He's practically turning the world upside down."

At Harriman Estate, in the lakeside pavilion, Alfred, having listened to Diana's account, couldn't help but laugh.

"His way of doing things is indeed different from ordinary people, but he is a man of principle." Diana nodded slightly, a smile playing on her lips.

"That Joseph kid must be really worried right now." Alfred threw some fish food into the lake, and his smile grew wider as he watched the fish scramble to the surface for the food.

"Grandfather, what should we do about this?"

"I know what you're thinking, but don't rush things. Let's see how the Duru family reacts first."

"What if they intend to protect Anselm to avoid losing face?"

"If Joseph really makes such a foolish decision, then we'll make sure he loses both face and substance. Being a city lord isn't easy; you have to be able to win people's hearts."

Diana nodded slightly. "I understand."

"That Charlotte kid probably had the same idea in mind, wanting to see if the new Abyss could handle this kind of thing, so he deliberately dragged himself into this incident, forcing both of our families to get involved." Alfred looked at Diana and said with a smile, "Tell me, what exactly does he want?"

Diana thought about it carefully for a while and said, "Maybe he just wanted people at the bottom of society to live with more dignity."

"The dignity of the lower classes?" Alfred's smile gradually faded. After a moment of contemplation, he said softly, "From the past to the present, very few people in the ruling families of the Abyss have ever thought about this question, or rather, no one has ever considered the issue from the perspective of the lower classes."

"He's different. He'll think about how to give the poor a job, a wage, and a way to get through the winter with dignity, instead of having to live on handouts of porridge," Diana said.

"You've started to change too," Alfred said, looking at her. "From proposing the construction of the Abyss Shield to investing in the construction of a clothing factory and textile mill in Charlotte, you've been making his ideas a reality."

"Sometimes I'm surprised by my own changes, but looking back, many of his ideas and suggestions are correct, or rather, the best choice at present." Diana smiled and said, "For example, destroying the Judson family is what led to the relatively stable and peaceful Abyss City we have today. Building a magical protective shield is what allows residents to stay with peace of mind, and upgrading the Abyss's industries will bring about a prosperous Abyss."

……

Norman's condition was relatively stable, and the surgery, performed with the aid of a surgical microscope, was very successful, with no necrosis occurring.

"Edith, you and Norman stay at the clinic for two more days. Firstly, to continue monitoring his condition, and secondly, to prevent retaliation from Anselm's backers. They won't dare to cause trouble at the clinic," Charlotte said to Edith during dinner.

"Thank you for protecting my child and me," Edith said sincerely.

Charlotte nodded slightly: "No need to be so polite. I will let you know as soon as there is any news about Anselm's situation. You can stay in the clinic for now."

"Sister Edith, what do you usually do to make a living on Margo Street?" Vivian asked Edith curiously.

"Before, my husband went hunting in the wilderness, and I stayed home to take care of Norman and do some housework." Edith's eyes dimmed, and she sighed softly. "A month ago, my husband died in the wilderness. A hunter found my husband's bag next to a pile of bones that had been gnawed clean by wild animals and brought it back to me. In order to raise Norman, I could only take some sewing jobs from the neighbors and occasionally make a few simple clothes for them, just enough to make ends meet."

"Oh? You're a tailor?" Charlotte was a little surprised. She glanced at Edith's hands and saw many new and old needle marks on her fingers.

Edith said somewhat embarrassedly, "I wouldn't call myself a tailor, I just know how to cut some very simple clothes. Poor people don't care about stitches or styles, as long as they're comfortable and fit well."

"Putting aside your technical skills for now, you have the basics. I can introduce you to a job. The pay isn't high, but it'll definitely be more than the jobs you do for your neighbors. Are you interested?" Charlotte said, looking at her.

"A job?" Edith's eyes lit up, but she quickly added with some worry, "I wonder what kind of job it is? I've never worked outside before, and I might not be able to handle it."

"Don't worry, it's a garment factory opened by a very excellent tailor. They need to recruit a hundred female workers. I think you'd be a good fit for the job," Charlotte said with a smile, reassuringly. "Of course, whether you'll be selected and hired will depend on his interview with you."

"A garment factory worker?" Edith asked, somewhat confused. "Does it mean becoming a seamstress?"

Charlotte smiled and said, "Yes and no. You don't need to be responsible for completing the entire garment. You may only need to sew the collar of this garment, repeatedly sewing the collar. The job is not too difficult to learn. I will introduce you to it tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you again." Edith stood up and bowed deeply to Charlotte.

After dinner, Vivian went out to class.

Since her workload was halved, her mental state has improved significantly, and even Adolf's gaze towards Charlotte has become much kinder.

"Teacher, I have mastered the basic hemostatic and cleaning agents. Can I start learning the new agents today?" Ino asked Charlotte expectantly.

"You've already mastered it? Come on, go and refine two batches for me to see." Charlotte pulled her into the alchemy room.

Twenty minutes later, Charlotte looked at Ino, who had a hint of pride on her face, and nodded with a smile of satisfaction: "Not bad, you have indeed mastered these two potions. You have also done a good job in controlling the heat and the alchemy furnace. So let's start learning how to make the Hydrating Essence today."

"Mmm-hmm." Ino nodded repeatedly.

Charlotte introduced the necessary ingredients to Ino, then looked at her and said, "The Hydrating Essence is a very important potion at the clinic. It's quite expensive, but it has already gained a good reputation and is very popular with wealthy women. One big client has already ordered 10000 bottles. Once the custom-made bottles arrive, the apothecary will have to operate at full capacity to prioritize the production of the Hydrating Essence. You need to master the preparation method for this potion."

"10000 bottles?!" Ino's eyes widened. At a price of 800 copper coins, that's 8000000 copper coins!

If she were to refine all of these hydrating essences, she would earn a commission of 10000 copper coins!

The process of making a hydrating essence is not difficult, but it requires a high degree of control over the state of the liquid. Unlike liquid liquids, hydrating essences need to be in the state of an emulsion.

"Look, the essence in the furnace is about ready; it can't be boiled any further." Charlotte brought over a high stool so Ino could peek into the large black furnace.

"But teacher, is the potion still in liquid form?" Ino asked, puzzled.

"That's how it is at high temperatures, but it will solidify into an emulsion once the temperature drops slightly. You'll see." Charlotte turned off the fire.

The temperature of the furnace began to drop rapidly.

"It really turned into lotion!" Ino exclaimed in surprise.

Charlotte smiled and said, "The state of the moisturizing essence is not completely stable. It will turn into a watery state when exposed to high temperatures, and will solidify into an emulsion after cooling, but the effect will not change."

"I understand, I think I can do it." Ino nodded, first scooping the potion from the furnace into a potion bottle, and then began to operate it.

Charlotte stepped aside and watched without interfering. Ino had a very good talent for potion making, even more so than him.

The first batch of smelting was a failure because the heat was not controlled properly and the pot burned.

The second batch of refining failed because the moisture control was off, and it could not solidify into an emulsion after cooling.

The third batch of refining was a success!

"Master, I wasted two batches of materials before I finally succeeded in refining it. What a waste!" Ino said apologetically to Charlotte.

"It's alright, you've done very well." Charlotte smiled awkwardly but politely. If he remembered correctly, when he first tried to refine the moisturizing essence, he failed more than ten times before finally succeeding once.

Although he needed to figure out the recipe and the firing temperature at that time, and he didn't have a skilled master to guide him, the success of Ino's third furnace still greatly surprised him.

"Then you should practice your Hydrating Essence tonight. The alchemy room has enough materials for you." Before leaving, Charlotte solemnly warned her, "Ino, remember, don't try to modify the recipe casually. Putting materials with different properties into the alchemy furnace at the same time may cause a violent reaction and cause an explosion."

"Yes, I understand." Ino nodded quickly.

Charlotte went up to the balcony, where a pile of straight, thick pieces of wood was stacked in the corner.

Charlotte pulled out the blueprints for a spinning machine and a loom, and transformed into a carpenter, starting to tinker with the wood.

The core components were built by Guy, while Charlotte's job was to build the frame and cover.

His grandfather was a cotton craftsman who also knew traditional spinning and weaving techniques. When he was a child, he liked to take apart the two old-fashioned spinning and weaving machines to play with when he had nothing to do. He was often scolded for this, but he knew the structure of the spinning and weaving machines like the back of his hand.

His goal was to build a spinning machine that could drive eight spindles with one spinning wheel, and a loom that used a flying shuttle.