At this moment, everyone finally realized that this potion truly did have the effect of increasing magical power.
For commoners, a single gold coin was certainly out of reach, but for some adventurers with savings or even minor nobles, it was definitely affordable.
And just judging from the magical power boost they’d witnessed, it was quite significant. Although it worked best for first-tier mages, this was a lifesaving item—plus, it wasn’t sold anywhere else!
“Damn, I didn’t bring enough gold coins with me today. Will you be back tomorrow to sell more?”
This shout still came from Ize.
Emma replied, “I’m only selling today. After today, I won’t be back.”
Hearing it was only for one day, many people couldn’t wait and rushed up to Emma, taking out gold coins to pay, afraid that if they missed out now, there would be nothing left.
In no time, Emma’s stall was surrounded by a crowd.
At this point, Ize’s performance finally came to an end. Watching Emma busy beyond belief, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
According to the usual logic of a power-fantasy novel, when the protagonist uses a cheat to develop some strange new item, some foolish cannon fodder will always jump out to mock the protagonist furiously, openly doubting them. Then, the protagonist smacks them down in dramatic fashion, shocking everyone and beginning their path to fame.
Ize, reading such novels in the past, did enjoy the satisfying moments, but always thought the cannon fodder who leapt out to insult the protagonist were utterly brainless, as if they had no mind of their own.
But behind these cannon fodder, greater forces might appear, creating unnecessary risk.
Rather than waiting for such dangers to come, why not have Luke play the role of cannon fodder first?
This way, there was no risk of those hidden forces, Emma could smoothly sell all her potions, and she gained reputation. Truly delightful!
Step one was complete—the reputation of Emma’s potion had already been established. The second step was to promote it far and wide.
While no one was paying attention, Ize quietly slipped out of the crowd and glanced around. Soon, a few ordinary-looking passersby stealthily signaled to her. These were the ones who had blended in earlier, helping him stir up the excitement. Even the adventurer who had volunteered to test the potion was found by Ize.
Ize raised his hand and gave them the same secret signal. The group instantly understood, silently leaving the crowd and dispersing across the Jingyue Commercial Street, pretending to be idle passersby, strolling and pausing here and there.
The line in front of Emma’s stall quickly grew long. One after another, people craned their necks anxiously, afraid the magic potions would sell out before it was their turn.
From time to time, newly arrived adventurers and nobles saw the scene and, curiosity piqued, stopped to watch. Then a seemingly ordinary adventurer would approach and explain the magic potion’s recent demonstration; the newcomer would be amazed and soon join the queue themselves.
Everything was operating according to Ize’s plan. After wandering around the commercial street to make sure nothing had been missed, he ducked and weaved his way into a pitch-black alley.
“Senior!!!” Luke had been waiting here for some time. By now, he’d already changed out of the Jingyue Chamber of Commerce uniform and restored his original hairstyle and color.
At first glance, there was no way to tell he was the same arrogant employee from the Jingyue Chamber of Commerce earlier.
“Senior, how was my performance just now?”
Ize sincerely praised, “Far beyond my expectations!”
Truly, Luke’s performance just now was perfectly natural. Ize even thought that if he hadn’t transmigrated here, maybe the original story’s Luke was destined to be a cannon fodder…
“Looks like Senior Sister’s potions will all sell out,” Luke said, full of joy.
“Yeah, I don’t think it’ll take long. For now, don’t wander around—you might be recognized.”
On the Jingyue Commercial Street, the line stretched on and on; nearly everyone who entered noticed it immediately, and would then be told about the face-slapping incident that had just occurred.
At the other end of the long queue, in a shadowy alley, stood a young man—Baishitong.
Baishitong held a magic stone, recording everything happening now. “This really is interesting.”
Once he finished recording, Baishitong quickly vanished into the dark depths of the alley.
At the headquarters of the Jingyue Chamber of Commerce, the boss, Betty, lounged in a luxuriously decorated room, leisurely brewing tea and occasionally glancing out the window at the long line on the commercial street.
Baixiaosheng knocked, received permission, then entered and respectfully said, “Boss, I’ve recorded everything you wanted.”
Betty accepted the magic stone with the recorded images, full of curiosity.
As she watched, Betty suddenly burst out laughing. “Marvelous! Who would’ve thought one of Clea’s students would be so talented!”
“Such tactics—a business genius, honestly. What a shame he’s learning magic under Clea.”
After waving Baishitong away, Betty used the magic stone to connect with Xingyao Academy.
In the headmaster’s office, Clea wore a sour expression. “What is it?”
Betty grinned, “My great Magister, your student is quite the character!”
She picked up the magic stone with the recorded footage and played it for Clea.
As Clea watched, her eyes lit up, and her stern face gradually gave way to a smile. “Impressive, as expected of my student!”
Her reaction was nearly identical to Betty’s.
Betty said, “Clea, how about letting your student work for me after graduation?”
“I’ll even give you twenty percent of the profits your student earns for me.”
Clea looked at her like she was daydreaming. “You’re a merchant trying to poach people from an Eighth-Tier Mage?”
“Let me tell you, Ize is my favorite student.”
Betty laughed, “How about thirty percent?”
Clea was a little tempted, but she was even more curious about how many more surprises Ize was hiding. “Let’s talk about it another time.”
“But Betty, I do want to ask you a favor.”
“Oh my, does my great Magister really have something for me to help with? Go ahead, what is it?” Betty looked a little surprised and curious.
“My student’s magic potion—could you find a chance to leak word of it to Xue Nai?”
And who was Xue Nai? The head of Lemon Academy, one of the four major academies.
The empire’s most famous pharmacist, whose achievements even surpassed those of Yisha.
All of the Jingyue Chamber of Commerce’s magic potions came from Lemon Academy.
Moreover, every clerk in their magic potion shops was a graduate of Lemon Academy.
“Clea, isn’t that a bit much? Flaunting it right in front of them—aren’t you afraid your student will get bullied?”
“What do I have to fear? The Jingyue docks are your turf; you’re the boss here. Just keep your staff in line.”
“Even if Lemon Academy students did cause trouble for mine, given our relationship, you wouldn’t just watch, right?”
Betty wanted to say more, but Clea ended the communication without giving her a chance.
“This old thing still loves to show off. Oh well, I’ll send a sample of the potion to Xue Nai.”
Actually, even without Betty sending it over, the commotion on the commercial street today would soon reach Lemon Academy.
But she was a bit of a mischief-maker herself, and was eager to see Xue Nai’s reaction upon receiving the potion.
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