I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Carol is the youngest son of the head of the Judson family. As one of the four great families alongside the Harriman family, the Judson family controls most of the addictive potion business in the Abyss.

This business is extremely profitable; it can devour a person until not even bones are left.

Moreover, it is said that the Judson family's business extends beyond the Abyss; the nearby Kalvar and several other large and medium-sized cities have also suffered greatly from the Judson family's potions.

The Judson family has been entrenched in the Abyss for centuries, a truly powerful local tyrant.

Charlotte didn't know how Capas had contacted Carol, but being targeted by such a local tyrant was clearly not good news.

Charlotte put away the black stone and opened the system interface.

[Player: Charlotte]

Occupation: Doctor, Pharmacist

[Rank: A crippled fourth-tier mage]

[Wealth Points: 10848]

Professional Skills:

Wound cleaning and dressing: Intermediate: 1610/2000

Skin wound suturing: Advanced: 300/4000

Hysterotomy: Primary: 230/1000

Open reduction and internal fixation of radius and ulna fractures: Primary: 360/1000

Orchiectomy in cats and canines: Advanced: 650/4000

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Special Skill: Hemostatic Potion Crafting: Beginner: 90/1000

Cleansing potion crafting: Beginner: 100/1000

[Main Quest: Reach 1000 Influence as a Renowned Healer in the Abyss! (Healing one patient grants 10 Influence) Progress: 260/1000.]

[Long-term quest: Cleanse the world of demonic corruption and restart it! Quest reward: One epic item!]

Side Quests: None

[System Shop: Now Open, Click to Enter]

[Affection Panel: Not yet available]

Charlotte immediately noticed that the [System Shop] icon in the lower left corner was open.

  

He just saved Capas's lackey and received thirteen silver coins, finally accumulating ten thousand wealth points.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte opened the system shop with the anticipation of opening a blind box.

There's no fancy interface, no dazzling special effects, just a lonely square grid with a bottle of white potion drawn inside, and a note below: Strength Potion, Price: 10000 Wealth Points.

"Hmm???" Charlotte stared at the power potion for a while, feeling that something was not quite right.

He's a doctor, within a doctor training system, and he prescribed a bottle of milk powder?

Since he was once a magician, even if it's a potion, shouldn't it be a magical potion?

With a try-it-out mentality, Charlotte tapped the icon with her mind.

A note popped up: Strength Potion - Permanently increases strength attribute by 100kg after consumption.

Permanently increase your power!

This attribute immediately caught Charlotte's eye.

Anything that can permanently boost attributes is a high-end item!

This immediately sparked Charlotte's interest.

His magical essence has been destroyed, a fact widely acknowledged in the magician world, and is beyond repair.

He's already twenty-five; it's unrealistic for him to switch careers and become a knight at that age.

He has missed the best period of growth for a knight. The period from ten to eighteen years old is a time of rapid growth in strength and the most crucial foundation period for a knight's career.

Without a solid foundation, the body cannot provide enough strength, nor can it withstand more powerful martial arts techniques.

Charlotte's rudimentary understanding of the knight profession, in her memory, revealed that the most crucial attributes were strength and agility.

Strength determines your attack power, while agility is related to your speed and skill.

A powerful knight must possess both strength and agility to effectively handle the ever-changing nature of battle.

If the Power Potion could permanently increase his strength, it meant that as long as he kept drinking it, his strength could grow indefinitely.

100kg is nothing; it can't even beat a Warcraft cub.

What about 1000kg, or 100000kg?

Once he has enough strength and his physical fitness improves, and he consciously trains his agility, he can definitely enter the knight's arena.

Thinking about it this way, my mind soon opened up.

A bottle of power potion costs 10,000 wealth points, and it's not like it costs real money, so it certainly doesn't hurt at all.

However, he needs to work hard to earn money, as the wealth value is linked to real wealth, and the review process seems quite strict at the moment.

Therefore, he must continuously improve his medical skills and expand his clinic to earn more money.

Without much thought, Charlotte clicked to redeem.

A bottle of milky-white medicine appeared on the table.

Charlotte reached out, grabbed it, and opened the stopper. A milky aroma wafted out.

He gulped down the medicine in two gulps. It tasted a bit like pure milk, and the aftertaste was quite pleasant.

Charlotte put down the bottle and looked at her hands, feeling that nothing had changed.

Then, it was as if a fire suddenly ignited inside his body, surging wildly within him, making a series of crackling sounds like popping beans, as if something was about to burst out.

Charlotte was shocked, and before he could react, all his discomfort suddenly disappeared.

He was panting heavily, his entire body soaked in sweat, the sticky feeling accompanied by a sour smell.

Charlotte's nose twitched; she almost passed out.

Before she could even properly feel the changes in her body, Charlotte grabbed her clothes and rushed straight to the bathroom.

"Boss?" Vivian had just gone upstairs to find him when she saw him flash by and stood there stunned.

The lingering sour smell in the air puzzled her.

Charlotte took a cold shower to wash off the grime.

After taking off his clothes, his thin, bony body visibly became stronger. Although he didn't develop abdominal or pectoral muscles, he at least gained some muscle.

What's even more noticeable is the increase in strength. Before, Charlotte could be described as having no strength whatsoever; she would be panting heavily even carrying a bag of dried goods.

He had just tried lifting the large water vat in the bathroom, which weighed over 200 pounds, and he actually managed to lift it.

In the knightly system, the lowest level of knight apprentice is required to have a lifting strength of 500 kg.

According to this standard, he only needs to drink four more bottles of strength potion to become a 'knight apprentice'.

A magician who doesn't want to be a knight isn't a good doctor.

Clenching her fists, Charlotte felt a sense of power that brought her an unprecedented sense of peace.

As long as her strength continues to grow, Charlotte will have a foundation to establish herself in this world.

No matter how good your medical skills are, without the support of powerful figures, you'll only end up as a caged canary in someone else's cage.

When he has enough power, the choice will return to him.

He doesn't want to be the one having a knife to his throat while performing surgery.

After drying herself off and changing her clothes, Charlotte calmed herself down before coming out of the bathroom.

Although his strength has increased, he still cannot become too arrogant. He is not even an apprentice yet, and if he encounters bad guys outside, he will definitely not be able to beat them.

Vivian was still waiting outside his room when she saw Charlotte come out of the bathroom. She quickly said, "Boss, I've come to get the booklet."

"It's in my room, come in and get it." Charlotte nodded slightly, pushed open the door, and went inside.

Vivian watched Charlotte's retreating figure and felt that he seemed to have changed somewhat, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was different.

"You have to finish copying this tonight, okay?" Charlotte handed the booklet to Vivian.

"Yes, no problem." Vivian nodded confidently, took the booklet, and hurried downstairs.

"If I had known I could change jobs, I should have asked the Judge to leave me a martial arts manual. Now he didn't even leave me ashes. What a waste, he didn't even leave me with my underwear." Charlotte sat on the edge of the bed, scratching her hair in frustration.

A top knight who can take on the queen of beasts' lair single-handedly must have mastered top-tier martial arts skills, right?

Charlotte has strength but no fighting skills. She can't possibly kill her opponent with military boxing, can she?

Charlotte, whose thigh was broken from the impact, suddenly remembered someone and, with nothing to lose, sent a private message to the Hermit: "Senior, did the Judge leave me any martial arts techniques? I want to become a knight."