I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte entered Vivian's room and took out the Black Stone, the Judgment Sword, and the Black Robe from under the bed.

This is his most important asset right now, and he can't sleep soundly if he just leaves it at home like this.

Charlotte took a long trunk, placing the Judgment Sword and black robe at the bottom, followed by her diary and a few pieces of clothing, intending to take it to Diana's villa.

Charlotte closed the door, took out the Black Stone, and sent two messages to the Hermit.

[Miracle: Hermit, I have developed a potion aversion agent. Current experimental results show that it can effectively suppress potion addiction and produce a strong physiological reaction to potions after ingestion.]

[Miracle: I want to widely distribute this potion to save those suffering from the torment of magical drugs. Is it appropriate to partner with a merchant?]

Charlotte put down the black stone, guessing that a senior figure like the Hermit wouldn't reply instantly.

Unexpectedly, the black stone started to vibrate again as soon as it was placed down.

[The Hermit: Really?]

[Hermit: You mean you've developed a potion that can cure magic potions?]

[Hermit: The drug's efficacy has been confirmed?]

The hermit's three questions perfectly expressed his astonishment.

Charlotte was used to it. After all, anyone who knew what potions were would understand what a potion that could cure potions was like.

[Miracle: Yes, it has already been used on two potion addicts, and the effects are significant. I've also tested it on mice, and the effects were equally pronounced.]

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

[The Hermit: I will come to the Abyss to find you within three days. Until then, do not let this slip to anyone, especially not the merchant.]

Charlotte could see the seriousness in the hermit's words.

but……

He wasn't the first to know the news.

[Miracle: The Judson family tried to kill me. Last night, they even sent a level four werewolf to raid me, and it almost killed me. I want to destroy the Judson family, who made their fortune through potions. I've already confronted Diana of the Harriman family, and we're preparing to join forces to bring down the Judson family with a potion-averse agent.]

"This kid has quite the nerve." Inside the Book of All Things, the hermit sitting beside the bookshelf looked at the black stone and couldn't help but chuckle.

The Judson family are local tyrants in the Abyss. They rose to power through potions, hollowed out the Abyss, and now control a powerful Dark Guardian with potions. Their strength far surpasses that of the other three major families.

  

He was still unclear how Charlotte had offended the Judson family, but his alliance with the Harriman family in an attempt to overthrow them using the Potion Aversion was both courageous and resourceful, a brilliant move indeed.

[The Hermit: If you cooperate with a merchant, you can make a lot of money from the potion of aversion, but the prerequisite is that you have to keep the formula in your own hands. Only then will you have more leverage with the merchant.]

[Miracle: Actually, I don't want to make a fortune through the formula, because that means the truly poor people can't get the potion. The small amount of potion circulating on the market can sell for exorbitant prices, but I'd much rather people could easily buy inexpensive potion aversion potions, at least easier than buying potions themselves.]

The hermit looked at the black stone, a relieved smile on his face, and muttered to himself, "The judge's eyes are indeed still sharp. This kid has great compassion."

This potion aversion formula is enough to ensure he'll live a worry-free life.

But he made a different choice.

[The Hermit: I'll speak to the merchant on your behalf first. He's a businessman with connections across the land; if you want to promote the Potion Aversion Potion on a large scale, there's no one more suitable than him.]

[Miracle: Thank you, senior.]

Charlotte stuffed the black stone into the box of clothes.

The decision he just made meant that he gave up the opportunity to make a fortune with the potion aversion agent.

But he didn't feel any pain; on the contrary, he felt very comfortable.

He made this decision last night. There are many people in this world like Ivan and Kree whose lives have been ruined by the potion and who are trapped in a quagmire from which they cannot extricate themselves.

If a bottle of ten-copper-coin aversion potion could save a family and change the lives of innocent children.

He might as well not earn that money.

As for how to cooperate with the merchant, and whether he would agree to sell the potion at a low price on a large scale, that's something that needs to be discussed in detail later.

Currently, the cost for him to refine one bottle of the potion Aversion Potion is 4 copper coins. If he refines it on a large scale, there is still room to reduce this cost.

With a businessman's mindset, even with small profits and quick turnover, there's still a chance to make money.

Charlotte carried a suitcase and several cages containing white mice downstairs, and then filled the alchemy room with a pile of materials and a pot. She was preparing to move to Harriman Manor for a while.

A sign was hung in front of the clinic: "I'm unwell, so I'm closed for three days."

Patients who came to see the doctor glanced at the dilapidated house on the second floor, prayed for the doctor, and then left in disappointment.

"Buddy, I need to find someone to repair the house." Charlotte found Buddy waiting at the door.

"I've already arranged the craftsmen. Miss and I have instructed them on how to repair it, Doctor, whether to demolish and rebuild or restore it to its original state," Buddy said with a smile.

"You can demolish and rebuild?" Charlotte asked, somewhat surprised. "The cost..."

"We'll cover the costs."

"I think last night's explosion has seriously affected the structural stability of this house. Living in such a dangerous building is too risky. Let's tear it down and rebuild it," Charlotte said seriously.

"it is good."

"I'll give you the detailed construction drawings for the new house tonight. As for the various materials and books in the house, I'll trouble you to find a place to put them."

Don't you want a new house that's practically free?

This is not like him at all.

The house has a foundation of at least 200 square meters, but the layout and utilization rate are extremely poor, giving people the illusion that it is less than 100 square meters.

Moreover, the house is quite old and dilapidated due to its age.

There were even several leaks on the second floor.

The landlady upgraded and renovated the place for free, and she even did it according to his wishes, so he had to plan it out carefully.

The layout should be clearly defined, with a work area on the first floor and a living area on the second floor.

In the original owner's diary, the landlady was a stingy woman. How did her personality suddenly change so drastically?

Is it...

Is she lusting after my body?

To avoid the bookshelf going to collapse, Charlotte found another box, packed all the world classics from the top shelf, locked it, and moved them to the carriage.

After most of the important items had been moved, a black carriage stopped in front of the clinic.

The car door opened, and Roland stepped out. He glanced at the fox guards standing in front of the door, then looked into the half-open clinic, and said, "Is Dr. Charlotte here? I need to speak with him."

"The clinic will be closed for three days. Please return home," a fox guard replied.

"I am Roland Trudeau. Please announce my arrival," Roland said.

Upon hearing this, the fox guard's expression changed slightly, and he was about to enter to report.

"Young Master Roland, what brings you here?" Charlotte had already arrived at the door, looking at the elegant young man in the carriage.