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Chapter 128 The Dwarves (Part 1)

In the laboratory, the liquid in the test tubes was clear and transparent, like a natural ruby ​​that had not been carved, radiating a magnificent and magical light.

This is a demon bloodline potion made from the essence of demon flesh and blood. For Lynn, who had experience with lizardman potions, making a potion with demon bloodline was not difficult.

However, the success rate of this potion still needs to be tested. First of all, the bloodline of a demon is not easy to fuse. The more powerful the life form, the more difficult it is to fuse its bloodline, let alone the bloodline of a demon, which is so volatile.

Secondly, this bloodline reagent was only the first product Lynn made, and Lynn did not expect to create a perfect product in one go. There is still a lot of room for improvement in the future.

Lynn placed the test tubes on the shelf beside her, then bent down to clean the bloodstains and meat scraps on the lab table. She washed her hands and dried them with a cloth. "You've learned it, haven't you? I've demonstrated it three times."

"I've almost learned it," Lister said.

"Okay, once you've learned how, you can make the potions later." Lynn looked at Lauren and beckoned to her, "Where are the goblins?"

Lauren pulled out a row of goblins from the adjacent corridor, none of whom were even as tall as her thigh.

"Master, these are the goblins selected for their best physical condition."

"Take the injection kit with you," Lynn waved her hand.

Lauren looked down at the goblin holding her hand. The little goblin looked up at Lauren with a blank expression, unaware of what was about to happen. Lauren led the goblin by the hand to a small room next door. Ten little goblins, hand in hand, followed her into the room like bewildered followers.

Lauren poured the reagent into a syringe and then injected the goblins with the reagent in batches.

"Bang!"

The second goblin injected couldn't withstand the stimulation of the demon bloodline and turned into a bomb.

The third goblin that was injected followed closely behind, its body completely shattered, and even the best puzzle expert couldn't piece it back together into a complete shape.

The door opened, and Lauren, covered in blood and reeking of it, led two goblins, whose pupils had turned dark red and whose aura had drastically changed, out of the room.

"A 20% success rate? Looks like we still need to improve. Let's test our physical fitness first." Lynn looked away.

This success rate may have some deviation, but whether the success rate fluctuates up or down, a success rate of around 20% is far from enough.

The losses were too great; the lost profits were less than the cost of directly purchasing finished slaves from the market and then training them.

Not all wizards raise their followers themselves. Except for established factions that naturally form their own systems, raising followers is a time-consuming process for most wizards.

Lynn's focus is not on this yet, but he has basically met the other requirements to become a first-level wizard. He only needs to complete the transformation ritual to become a wizard, improve the wizard tower, and cultivate his followers.

"I'll leave the task of improving the demon bloodline potion to you for now," Lynn said to Lister. "I hope to see results as soon as possible within twenty years."

Liszt shouldered a heavy burden, but he still nodded firmly.

It was a heavy burden for him, but also an opportunity. If it was just about making potions with formulas, then any apprentice who knew a little about pharmacology could take his place.

Only by demonstrating one's value in basic, tedious, and repetitive tasks can one gain Lynn's respect.

Lynn's talent was worth following, and he believed that Lynn's future would definitely be more than just a first-level wizard.

After giving his instructions to Lister, Lynn prepared to go to the market to see if there were any suitable slaves. He had visited many places in the past two days, but had not found any suitable slaves.

Just as Lynn was leaving, Ido happened to be coming out of her house as well. She casually remarked, "What's wrong? You look so gloomy. Being a wizard should be fun, right? Aren't you tired of having a long face all the time?"

"It's nothing. By the way, where did you buy your slaves?" Lynn asked.

He had seen the slaves of the Ido family. Although Ido's slaves were not of high rank, their spirit and quality seemed quite good.

"You want to buy slaves? You should have told me sooner. I know someone who does this kind of business, and I can take you there to support his business." Ido blinked.

"In Demon Castle?"

"Then where else? I won't take you to places that are too far away. You may have heard of their shop, it's called Silverwing Merchant Guild."

"I've heard of it," Lynn said.

Lynn had seen this merchant guild before and even visited it. It mainly dealt in slaves and various materials. Many of Lynn's materials were purchased from the Silverwing Merchant Guild.

"This Silverwing Merchant Guild is involved in the slave trade," Ido told Lynn.

"Moreover, the branch president of the Silverwing Merchant Guild here is a friend of my father," Ido told Lynn.

A friend of Ido's father?

Lynn was taken aback; Ido's father was a legendary wizard.

Being able to be friends with a legendary wizard

"Come on, I'll take you there." Ido lifted her skirt and walked ahead, urging Lynn who was still standing there, "What are you standing there for? Don't worry, he's my dad's old friend."

"Ms. Ido, is this the friend you want to buy slaves from?"

The elderly man in a black suit with his white hair neatly combed made Lynn feel very pressured as he stared at him.

"Yes, Uncle Noah, this is my new neighbor and friend."

Ido said casually, "He's planning to buy some slaves. I remember you guys are in this business too, so I just introduced you to him."

Noah paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Our Silverwing Merchant Guild deals in slaves. I wonder what kind of slaves this friend is looking to buy?"

As he spoke, Noah took out a picture book from the side and handed it to Lynn.

"This is a list of all the slaves our chamber of commerce is selling. If you see any you like, feel free to take a look. Since you're Miss Ido's friend, I can arrange a 20% discount."

Lynn opened the manual, his expression gradually stiffening.

The first page features a demon lord, and the magic stones beside it are an astronomical number.

Lynn glanced at the numbers, which resembled a phone number, and silently turned to the next page.

The Hill Dwarf King possesses a small amount of the bloodline of the Dwarf God.

Lynn silently increased the speed at which she turned the pages.

Finally, keep turning to the last page, and the last page features a dragon beast with red dragon blood.

It's obvious that although the Silverwing Merchant Guild deals in slaves, they only deal in high-end slave products.

Although there are some rare slaves skilled in craftsmanship, their prices are beyond my reach.

Lynn only wanted to buy a batch of cheap and good-quality slaves; the demons in the abyss didn't have very high requirements for weapon quality.

Moreover, the demons that the Fly Demon subdued were not a powerful demon army, so the quality requirements for weapons were definitely not that high. Right now, he was essentially in the early stages of starting a business, and the Fly Demon was also in the early stages of starting a business. It would be great if the two partners made some low-end products to make a few pots of gold first and then slowly make money.

Lynn comforted himself by saying that even if he made high-end products himself, Fly Demons couldn't afford them.

"These are too expensive, I can't afford them," Lynn said frankly. "I'm just planning to buy some low-ranking dwarves or slaves who are skilled at crafting weapons."

Hearing Lynn speak the truth so frankly, a hint of admiration flashed in Noah's eyes.

Actually, it wasn't that Ido hadn't brought other wizards before. He knew about Miss Ido's situation, and there were always some people with ulterior motives who wanted to take advantage of Miss Ido's kindness for their own benefit.

He usually turns a blind eye unless things go too far.

Noah's ears twitched as he was about to reply to Lynn. He paused for a moment, then gave Lynn a deep look.

"If you only need some dwarf slaves, perhaps I can help," Noah said. "I happen to remember that our merchant guild is currently importing a batch of slaves, and it seems that some of them are dwarves who fit your criteria."

"That will be very kind of you!" Lynn said gratefully. A large merchant guild like the Silverwing Merchant Guild would certainly not just offer some inferior slaves as a substitute.

"It's nothing," Noah nodded with a smile.

"It will take about two to three days. I will send someone to inform you when the slaves arrive. As for the price, it will be 20% of what we agreed on before."

After leaving the Silverwing Merchant Guild, Lynn said to Ido, "Thank you so much for today."

"It's okay, I haven't made many friends since I just arrived here. I'll take care of you from now on, so call me 'sister'!" Yi Duo raised her chin, her face full of pride.

Lynn looked down at Ido, who was barely up to her chest, and ruffled her white fur.

"Hey, you have no respect for people at all. I won't help you anymore." Ido angrily pushed Lynn's hand away.

A certain magical civilization plane.

A large number of dwarves live on the hilly plains of the south, and many caravans frequently travel through this area.

The dwarf tribe has two unique skills: one is the weapons they forge, and the other is their famously strong liquor.

Large numbers of dwarf tribes gathered in this hilly region. Some dwarves preferred to live in excavated mines, while others lived in stone houses built outside the surface.

But their peaceful and warm life was suddenly shattered one day when a slave-catching team riding winged horses and carrying spears and chains descended from the sky. After a one-sided and crushing battle, a large number of dwarf slaves were dragged away.

(End of this chapter)