The lights are dim.
Maureen crossed her fingers and thought about something.
"I am about to leave the Dark Forest, so there are some things I need to do as soon as possible."
"In the past two years, I have refined a lot of potions, but they are very limited. I am worried that if I use them too much, it will attract other people's attention and bring me trouble."
"But now it's different. I'm about to leave, so I have to sell some potions in exchange for the resources I want. On the other hand, I can also create a false impression for others to believe. After all, it's normal for a pharmacist to sell a lot of potions when he leaves."
Morin's eyes flashed slightly, he stood up and stood in front of a wall.
"Manas!"
Morin chanted the spell in ancient Andean, and at the same time, he stretched out a finger and gently tapped the wall.
Immediately, the entire wall began to ripple like water waves, and after a slight blur, the things inside the wall were revealed.
There were tubes of finished potions, blood-boosting potions, recovery potions, physical strength potions, insect repellent potions, etc. It could be said that all the elementary potions could be found here.
Looking at the densely packed potions, Morin's lips curled up slightly and he smiled. He said to himself, "I have been selling potions all along, but that is only a small part."
"Here is my real inventory."
Maureen stretched out her hand and slowly brushed across the test tubes.
With the help of the chip, Morin's success rate in refining elementary potions is frighteningly high. It can be said that at the apprentice stage, there are not many people who can compare with him.
Even without the chip, relying on his experience and his own summary, Morin's success rate in refining potions is still very impressive.
"I have to say, the chip is really perfect for wizards."
Morin thought of the chip and couldn't help but sigh softly.
Trading area.
"Gandalf." Morin knocked lightly on the counter.
"Oh, Maureen, it's you, it's you." Gandalf appeared out of nowhere, looked at Maureen, and shouted, "Why aren't you careful? Many people know about you and Olivia's family, and it's spread all over the place. Maureen, you..."
"I'm here to sell finished potions."
Morin was very straightforward. He placed a dark wooden box on the counter and said, "This is the finished potion I left behind. Do you want it?"
Gandalf's voice suddenly stopped. He blinked and stared at the finished potions that were glowing with a hazy halo, unable to move his eyes away.
After a long while, Gandalf retracted his gaze, looked at Morin with a wry smile, and said, "Morin, if it were normal, I would be so happy that I would definitely accept these potions, but the people from the Olivia family just came. Although they didn't say it very clearly, their meaning was very clear. If we just accepted your potions, then we must bear the consequences."
Morin frowned, and when he looked over, he saw Gandalf's helpless face.
"Gandalf, you really don't want to accept it?" Morin asked calmly.
Gandalf's face showed a struggle. After a long while, he sighed heavily and said, "I'm sorry, Morin, I'm just an ordinary third-class apprentice. I don't dare to risk angering the Olivia family to collect your potion."
Maureen said nothing more, picked up the dark wooden box, turned around and left.
His heart was full of gloom. After all, Maureen really didn't expect that the Olivia family would go to such an extent that Gandalf would not accept his potion.
So, how's it going there, George?
Contrary to Morin's expectation, George didn't seem to be worried at all. He laughed and said, "Molin, you asked me if I would accept the finished medicine. Of course I would!"
Morin raised his eyebrows, with an undisguised look of surprise on his face.
"Maureen, I also signed a contract with a wizard family and received their full support. Otherwise, how could an ordinary apprentice like me afford the expensive expenses of pharmacy?" George explained, "As for these finished potions, I also have a role to play."
Mo Lin laughed, pushed the black wooden box over, and said, "Well, take a look at my potions first."
"Of course."
George blinked.
Soon, Maureen came over from George. At this time, he no longer had any potions on him, but a bulging black bag in his hand.
Morin did not return to the dormitory, but went straight to the trading area where witchcraft models were sold.
Bang bang.
He knocked gently on the window and said to the gray-haired old man inside, "I want to buy a witchcraft model."
"It's you again. You want to buy a witchcraft model again."
The gray-haired old man grunted and threw out the huge green book again.
This time he didn't explain at all, nor did he say anything more.
Maureen simply scanned it, selected the witchcraft models he had bought before, and then handed the green book back.
"Among the dark, shadow, undead, and fire systems, I want all of them except the ones I just selected." Morin said calmly. Of course, what he chose was only the apprentice-level zero-level witchcraft.
"I want them all."
The gray-haired old man subconsciously sat up straight and looked at Morin with an incredible look.
After a while, Morin came out with many thick witchcraft model books. Of course, as a price, he had a lot less magic stones.
"For ordinary wizard apprentices, the most valuable things in the Dark Forest are various witchcraft models. I have already bought a lot of them. As for various materials, you can buy them at wizard gatherings outside. The price may be cheaper."
In the dormitory, Mo Lin stroked his chin, his mind turning over and over, thinking about things, and said: "We are almost done, it's time to go."
He used a chip to forcibly record each witchcraft model and the various parameter images of the witchcraft models. Then, he loaded the other finished potions into the purchased carriage and walked outside.
"If you want to leave the Dark Forest, please take this passage."
A servant bowed towards Morin and said respectfully.
Morin nodded, and under the guidance of the servant, he stopped on the black floor with the carriage.
Click.
A subtle and heavy sound was heard. Morin stood quietly and could hear the sound of the chains and gears turning and meshing with each other. Slowly, he and the carriage rose higher and higher, until finally the black floor made a heavy muffled sound and stopped abruptly.
"I didn't expect that there is such a way to leave the Dark Forest."
Maureen thought to herself.
There was a guard checking at the entrance. After Maureen took out the token Adrian gave him, he passed the inspection.
The sunlight outside was warm yellow, shining softly.
"Well...it's out." Morin narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth of the sun on his body, and couldn't help but smile.
"gone."
He swung out his whip and hit the black horse.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard, and a black horse was pulling a carriage, slowly moving towards the distance.