Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Damn it, damn it!” He kept cursing to vent his anger.
“Guards! Guards!”
Soone pushed the door and entered the room imdiately.
“Pharmacist Yin, what can I do for you?”
Pharmacist Yin instructed, “Go take a look. How many of them are still alive?”
He did not intend to kill those people—all he wanted was to develop an effective antidote that could prevent the poisoned from dying.
However, he still could not accomplish that. The antidote he had developed could only delay the poison from acting up. But the people would still die within a day.
“I went to take a look just now. Two people have died, and a few are breathing weakly.” The subordinate lowered his eyes, afraid to speak too loudly for fear of angering this murderous pharmacist.
However, just as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound.
His heart skipped a beat. He looked up and saw that almost all the porcelain bottles on the right side of the table had been swept to the floor. Pharmacist Yin looked at him ferociously.
“Dead again? They’re dead again?!”
He had been working on the antidote for days and still had not succeeded. It was a failure.
“Pharmacist Yin, Master just sent word that he wants you to deliver the poison to him as soon as possible.” Although the man did not want to offend him, he had no choice but to speak.
He did not want to say that, but he had to say it.
“Get lost! Get lost!” Pharmacist Yin grew even angrier.
He wanted to deliver the poison to his master as soon as possible.
However, if he sent a poison without an antidote to his master and sothing went wrong, he would perish even if he had 100 lives!
“I’ll take my leave.”
His subordinate felt as if he had been granted amnesty and turned to leave.
“Stop right there!” Pharmacist Yin stopped him before he left.
The subordinate’s heart skipped another beat, and a cold sweat ford on his brow. He had no choice but to turn around and face Pharmacist Yin.
“Pharmacist Yin, do you have any other instructions for ?”
“Go prepare another batch of herbs for . Prepare 1,000 sets this ti!”
Pharmacist Yin took a list from his pocket and threw it at his subordinate.
“1,000 sets?!”
His subordinate was shocked. Setting aside his fear of Pharmacist Yin, he looked up at him.
1,000 sets of herbs were no small sum. Why would Pharmacist Yin need so many herbs? Would he be able to use all of them?
Besides, he had been developing the antidote for many days without success. The 1,000 sets of dicinal herbs would probably be wasted.
“Is there a problem?” Pharmacist Yin asked coldly.
“No… no problem.”
He did not dare to voice his objections. His master had ordered him to satisfy all of Pharmacist Yin’s needs.
“I’ll go make preparations now.”
He quickly picked up the list of herbs from the ground, turned around, and left.
“Is the antidote that difficult to develop?”
Pharmacist Yin took a deep breath and turned to look at his cauldron.
No, I don’t believe it. How can I fail to develop an antidote if I can even develop such a lethal poison? It’s just a matter of ti.
“I’ll definitely be able to develop an antidote as long as I capture more people!”
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