Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Chapter 90: Coming Alive

Chapter 90: Coming Alive

Silence filled the living room.

Diana looked at Charlotte, squinting her eyes slightly as if carefully examining him.

Charlotte remained calm, showing no signs of panic on his face.

"You handed the potion to someone outside the Abyss?" Diana asked slowly.

"Yes," Charlotte nodded, confirming, "I entrusted it to someone more experienced in this field."

"You should be well aware that in our three-party cooperation, your Magic Drug Aversion is your most important asset," Diana's voice turned cold.

"I need to correct you on something. In our three-party cooperation to deal with the Jardson family, the value I represent is how many Black Magic Guards the Magic Drug Aversion can influence, causing them to abandon serving the Jadeson family," Charlotte calmly stated.

"As for whom I entrust to handle the potion, it will have no impact on our actions against the Jadeson family."

"And if we continue to allow the Jardson family to expand their recruitment of Black Magic Guards, allowing the magic drugs to spread throughout every corner of the Abyss, can the Harriman and Durrow families continue to thrive in the Abyss?" Charlotte continued.

"This is not a war launched to protect me. Both of your families are fighting for survival, and I handed you a knife and created an opportunity for you to put aside your differences and cooperate."

Diana looked at Charlotte, astonishment filling her eyes. This... was he still the worthless magician who roamed the streets of Amman, lacking ambition?

He was right. Convincing the old man was not about the lucrative returns that the Magic Drug Aversion could bring but about the life-or-death crisis facing the Harriman family.

The Jadeson family, already the leader among the four major families in the Abyss, why were they continue expanding their recruitment of Black Magic Guards?

There was no other possibility other than swallowing up the other three families and monopolizing the Abyss.

Charlotte's Magic Drug Aversion had indeed become the catalyst for the alliance between the Harriman and Duru families, as well as an important trump card.

Charlotte was just a doctor, yet he saw through everything so clearly.

"No need to be too surprised. Before coming to the Abyss, I have experienced many things. As long as I can see the relationship of interests, I can see the essence of things," Charlotte smiled faintly.

Diana admitted that she had underestimated the man before her.

She thought about the report Buddy had given her this morning. The death of the Wolverine was probably not just a lucky fireball spell. His two claws were severed, and his abdomen was also slashed.

And the only ones present were Charlotte and the seemingly frail assistant.

Just how many secrets were hidden in this man?

A strong sense of curiosity surged within her.

"We can discuss the issue of selling the Magic Drug Aversion later..."

"No need for later. I can tell you today that before I confronted you, I had already found the agent for the Magic Drug Aversion, and all the details of our cooperation have been finalized.

To be frank, he is more powerful than all of you and has channels throughout the Isor Continent. Moreover, he is an elder I trust," Charlotte interrupted Diana, his words resolute.

He had already confirmed the cooperation with the merchant. To ensure the smooth implementation of the merchant's global harvesting plan, he couldn't collaborate with Diana anymore.

Though he appeared calm on the surface, he secretly glanced at Diana. He hoped this woman wouldn't go crazy and kill him, right?

Diana stared at Charlotte for a while before simply nodding.

"Well then, goodnight, Madam Landlord," Charlotte stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

"It seems necessary to investigate his background and connections," Diana murmured to herself.

Lying in bed, Charlotte tossed and turned.

It wasn't because the landlady was too seductive, but rather because the clinic was closed, there was no cash flow, and he couldn't practice swordsmanship to improve his proficiency. He had a feeling that his life was being wasted.

Charlotte took out a black stone from under the sheets and received two messages from the merchants.

[Merchant: Little brother, your potion's efficacy is indeed impressive! The effect of eliminating addiction is immediate.]

[Merchant: However, we still need to observe for a few more days to determine the specific efficacy and how long it can last. Once the efficacy is confirmed and there are no apparent side effects, I will start producing the first batch of potions.]

Surprised by the efficiency of the merchants in refining the potion and conducting human experiments, Charlotte pondered for a moment and replied to the merchant:

[Miracle: I've encountered a bit of trouble on my end. When you start selling the Magic Drug Aversion, can you first release it in Calva for some publicity? I need to take advantage of the situation.]

The merchant quickly replied, and before Charlotte could set down the black stone, it vibrated again.

[Merchant: Calva was already one of the cities I selected for the initial release. It's a place where different races coexist, and news spreads quickly. By releasing it there, the efficacy will quickly spread throughout the Isor Continent. But what trouble did you encounter, little brother? Do you need me to help you solve it? You only need to pay a small portion of the future profits.]

Charlotte's eyes lit up as he read the message. It seemed quite tempting, so he tried to reply:

[Miracle: Can you help me wipe out the Jadeson family in the Abyss?]

[Merchant: Ah, that... you'll have to add a few thousand gold coins for that.]

Charlotte:...

Where could he find a few thousand gold coins?

However, from the merchant's words, he gained an important piece of information: as long as you have enough money, even if you're just a regional boss, you can solve anything with money.

The importance of money was evident.

Indeed, working hard to earn money was the most important thing. Women and such only hindered his speed in making money.

...

Early the next morning,

Charlotte was awakened by knocking on the door.

He got up, looked at the thin thread tied to the doorknob, and then untied it and opened the door.

"Dr. Charlotte, several Fox Guards are injured. Miss wants me to invite you to treat them," Agatha stood at the door, sounding a little anxious.

"Just wait a moment, let me get my tools." Charlotte closed the door, quickly put on some clothes, and pulled out a small box from under the bed. He slung it on his back and followed Agatha out of the villa.

They walked through two courtyards, and two rows of bungalows appeared in front of them. As soon as they entered, they heard suppressed moans of pain.

"This way." Agatha led Charlotte to a half-open bungalow and pushed open the door.

Inside the room, there were three beds with Fox Guards lying on them, dressed in night clothes, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

The Fox Guard on the first bed was in the most critical condition, with his chest torn apart and his left forearm bitten off by some fierce beast, missing a chunk.

The Fox Guard on the second bed had a large piece of flesh missing from his right leg, and there were wounds of various sizes on his body.

The injuries of the guard on the third bed were relatively better. He was lying face down on the bed, his back clothes already cut open, revealing several deep wounds that exposed the bone.

Diana was also in the room. Her eyes lit up when she saw Charlotte arrive and quickly said, "The healing magic mage is on the way, but I'm afraid they won't hold on until then. Please help them first."