I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte watched Agatha's retreating figure, smiled, and shook her head. This must be the power of knowledge.

Back in his room, he habitually took out the black stone and glanced at it.

There's a new message from a businessman.

[Merchant: Miracle, young man, I heard from the hermit that you've developed a potion that can cure magic poisons. Is that true?]

Charlotte's eyes lit up; it seemed the hermit had already contacted the merchant.

[Miracle: Yes, a potion aversion agent. It not only cures potions but also creates a strong resistance to them.] Charlotte tapped her finger.

[Merchant: That's a treasure! The hermit has already told me your thoughts, but making money is my only hobby. Doing charity isn't my forte, and I never do business that doesn't make money.]

What a kindred spirit! If this man were here, Charlotte would definitely have a couple of drinks with him.

However, the businessman's statement put him in a bit of a dilemma.

[Merchant: I understand what you mean. You want to make potion-averse agents available even to those low-level potion addicts, eliminating the potion industry from its source. Before discussing how to implement this, may I ask, what is the minimum cost per bottle for this potion?]

[Miracle: My current potion-making cost is 4 copper coins per bottle.]

[Businessman: Holy crap!]

[Merchant: Brother, you brewed the potion to cure magic for only 4 copper coins? If a drug dealer heard that, he'd be spitting blood.]

[Merchant: With your terrifying cost control, I'll put it this way: we'll cooperate on this deal. I guarantee that everyone on the continent of Aesop who needs the Aversion Potion will be able to afford it, and you'll even be able to pay back the Judge's 3000 gold coins, plus a profit of 3000 gold coins.]

Charlotte stared in disbelief. After looking at it more closely for a while and confirming that the merchant had said 3000 gold coins, not copper coins, she couldn't help but gasp.

How much is that?

That's thirty million copper coins!

[Miracle: Didn't I already say I'm not familiar with the Judge? Why should I inherit the debt?]

If they renege on the judge's 30 million, then it will be 60 million.

[Miracle: And how do you make so much money while offering such low-priced inventory?]

[Merchant: You inherited the Judge's Black Stone, and he even recommended you to join the organization. According to the rules, you must inherit his debts.]

Merchant: As for making money, simply put, there are many people who consume magic potions, from all races, and we harvest them one after another from top to bottom.

For those top-tier nobles, a bottle of magical potion that can help their children quit using magic drugs and guarantee they will never relapse isn't expensive at 50 copper coins, right?

  

For those wealthy landlords, 10 copper coins a bottle isn't expensive, is it?

Would those middle-class families who run shops in the city be willing to pay 1 copper coins to kill a money-devouring beast?

For ordinary people who still have some surplus grain at home, 1000 copper coins isn't expensive, is it?

Those guys who practically block the way when they go out, once they quit using potions, will they be able to live a normal life and take out the last 100 copper coins in their pockets to buy a bottle?

Would those beggars lying on the street be short 10 copper coins in their bowls?

If there are really those lying on the street with nothing, then give them a free bottle. How many people will be left?

In the early stages, insufficient drug production leads to higher prices, which in turn increases production – this is the most basic cyclical logic.

Tell me, how can I run this business without making a profit?

Charlotte looked at Black Stone and fell silent.

The phrase "You're awesome, boss!" was right in front of him, but he managed to swallow it back.

Is this the mindset of business tycoons?

Charlotte felt that 60 million was a bit conservative if they sold it this way.

Of course, it could also be a matter of the percentage of profit he received from the businessmen.

This not only allowed them to promote the drug worldwide, but also made them money.

Charlotte pondered for a moment, then raised her doubts about this seemingly sure-fire business:

[Miracle: Won't the wealthy people who pay exorbitant prices cause trouble if this is done?]

Isn't this treating rich people like fools?

[Merchant: If I can't even handle something this small, can I call myself a merchant? We sell this medicine with clearly marked prices, it's a mutually agreeable transaction. Anyone who dares to cause trouble, I'll deal with them, no problems guaranteed. And all you need to do is give me the prescription, you don't need to worry about anything else, just wait to get your share of the profits.]

Charlotte thought about it and realized it made sense. Both the Light Chaser and the Hermit highly recognized the Merchant's strength, which showed his influence.

He dares to do this, so he must have some confidence in it.

Moreover, he didn't need to participate in anything except providing a prescription; he could simply wait to receive his share of the profits.

[Miracle: Let's discuss the specific details of the collaboration and the revenue sharing.]

[Businessman: With the Hermit acting as guarantor for this cooperation, and since we're all from the Red Moon faction, you don't need to worry about me taking your money.]

Building the pharmaceutical factory, promoting and selling the drugs, and managing relationships—leave all of these things to me. You just need to give me the prescription.

After deducting all costs, the net profit will be split 20/80 between us, you get 20% and I get 80%.

I will settle your dividends every three months.

What do you think?

At first glance, a 20/80 split seems like a bad deal.

But upon closer reflection, what did Charlotte actually contribute to this collaboration? Just a prescription.

Merchants' terrifying distribution capabilities allow them to sell the Potion Aversion Agent to every corner of the Aesop continent.

[Miracle: A pleasure working together.]

Regional tyrants like the Harriman and Truman families clearly lack this capability.

Waiting for them to develop the market is truly a long way off.

[Merchant: Before I establish distribution channels, I need to test your medicine to determine its effectiveness. Wealthy people don't mind spending a little more money, but if the medicine causes problems, that could be a real issue.]

Charlotte switched to the chat interface and quickly sent a message to the hermit:

[Miracle: Hermit, I've discussed the details of our collaboration on the Potion of Aversion with the Merchant. He's now asking me to send him the formula. Can I trust him now?]

[The Hermit: Don't worry, merchants value both profit and integrity. Besides, the Judge saved his life back then; he won't scheme against you for such a small amount of money.]

[Miracle: Okay.]

This guy, the judge saved his life, and now he's still chasing him for a 30 million debt.

However, the hermit's words put him completely at ease.

It turns out that in the eyes of the big shot, this money was just a small amount.

Switch back to the merchant's chat interface.

[Miracle: I can send you the prescription and detailed preparation steps.]

Charlotte took out a notebook from the box, copied the recipe, and sent it to the merchant.

[Businessman: I'll contact you again once the test results are in.]

Charlotte turned off Blackstone and stuffed it into the box along with her diary.

He wasn't worried about anyone peeking at his diary.

Although he inherited the original owner's good habit of writing a diary, he used Chinese characters, which no one in this world could recognize.

See, this is where the benefits of learning another foreign language come into play.