At night.
After making a batch of potions, gune wrapped himself in a thick blanket and lay down on a bed in the corner of the secret room.
as he sped up the flow of his blood, a moment later, he felt warm under the blanket.
in his mind, he was thinking about his own pharmaceutics.
"the cooperation with the pioneer group's high-grade precious potions has been settled. just maintain the refining speed of 20 bottles a day."
" at the same time, viscount dylan should also have a large quantity. he should have news about the same 90% price tomorrow. "
" there will also be quite a number of them in vya's family. "
"The key point is here." Gu nie thought to himself.
" if i can only make about 90 bottles, then the profit of hard work is good, but not high. "
in fact, my current concoction level of high-grade precious potions has stabilized at more than 100 bottles.
" after i familiarize myself with it, 100 sets of materials will quickly rise to 105. "
