Regis was stunned for a moment, then he showed an unexpected look: "Young man, your appetite is really great."

Lance smiled: "For you, Master, these things are just a drop in the bucket. But for me, a little wizard apprentice, it is crucial."

Regis snorted: "Do you know how much a bottle of fake death potion costs? What's more, it's my own recipe."

Lance said calmly: "I guess it must be less valuable than the petrified heart in my hands...especially at this time."

The old man glared at him: "Do you know what the consequences of offending me?"

Lance lowered his head and said nothing.

The two were silent for a while, Regis's eyes turned and suddenly smiled, "I understand, the reason why you are not afraid of offending me is not because you are not afraid of me... is because you are going to that place - Puppet City?"

Lance smiled and raised his head: "The master's news is indeed very well-informed. I only took on the mission today."

Regis shook his head: "You are desperate. Three years ago, one of my disciples entered the core area of ​​the Puppet City, but he could only die with hatred under the siege of three puppet martial artists. He is a senior wizard apprentice."

"No one is willing to take risks unless it is a last resort." Lance was still very calm. He looked at Regis and suddenly said, "Master, maybe we can make a deal."

"What deal?" the old man narrowed his eyes.

Lance looked at the other party and quickly said: "In a dangerous place like Puppet City, there are still so many people who want to go in and take risks. There must be many benefits. As a pharmacy master, you must also have demands for certain special magic materials. I wonder if there are also magic materials you want in Puppet City?"

Regis said readily: "Of course! I have been hesitating these days whether to issue a task specifically to collect materials produced in the Puppet City. But first of all, I don't have this authority. Moreover, the things produced in the Puppet City must have been divided by the three wizard organizations. If I publish such tasks privately, although the three major organizations will still respect me on the surface, they will definitely hold a grudge in secret."

"So although there are lucky people who can come back from the Puppet City alive every year, their things are basically taken away by the three major wizard organizations. I am unwilling to cooperate with those wizard organizations, so it is difficult to get a piece of the pie."

"You should not do this kind of offensive and unpleasant thing," Lance said: "Since you have guessed that I want to enter the Puppet City for a try, I might as well tell you that my purpose is to collect various rare materials in the Puppet City and earn enough magic stones."

"Would you like to do things for me?" Regis was a little surprised: "Although I am a master of pharmacy, the reward I gave is definitely not as attractive as the three major wizard organizations. They will invest a lot in order to monopolize the materials produced in the Puppet City."

"We can sign an agreement." Lance continued to talk barely: "What I collected in the Puppet City will be sold to you first; and the price you paid is only to ask me to buy a bottle of fake death potion and a bottle of phosphorus for the price of twenty magic stones."

Phosphorus gunpowder is the light green bottle that Lance pointed to before.

Regis thought for a while and suddenly laughed: "Cunning boy, I almost fell for it!"

He stood up and asked fiercely: "How do I know that you can come back from Puppet City alive?! Even if you want to sign an agreement with someone, I will find a higher level of apprentice with higher magic, rather than a rookie with less than 40 points in magic."

"The level of magic does not represent everything." Seeing Master Regis ask aggressively, Lance was not surprised but happy, he knew that this was a sign of the customer's enthusiasm for his proposal.

Years of experience in promoting chips tell him that if the customer is very indifferent and disdainful, it is impossible to talk about it; asking questions like Regis is just to give himself a chance and convince the other party.

Convincing others is precisely a necessary skill for a chip salesman, and it is Lance's strength.

"First of all, for you, this is an investment. There must be a difference between the magic stone I paid and the potion you gave me. This difference is the amount you invest. The amount this investment brings to you has unlimited acquisition rights... After all, in theory, the magic materials I can collect are infinite."

"Second, since it's an investment, there will inevitably be risks. In our agreement, the core risk is mainly one - that is, whether I can come back from the Puppet City alive..."

Lance raised two fingers and looked at Regis.

The old man couldn't help but nod.

Lance laughed in his heart. Here, he actually deliberately missed a core risk to test the old man's reaction - in fact, even if he can successfully return from the puppet city, he may not necessarily bring enough valuable magic materials. "Go back alive" and "Go back alive and collect a large amount of materials" are completely different concepts.

Although Regis is a master of pharmacy, his knowledge of logic and sales in this world must be not well developed enough. The old man did not find the loopholes that Lance mentioned.

This greatly increased Lance's confidence. Perhaps this was related to the history of people who could survive from the puppet city carrying a lot of rare materials.

He continued: "So, then do I just need to prove my strength to you?"

Here, Lance secretly changed another concept: in fact, whether the strength is high or bad or not and whether he can return from the Puppet City alive is not necessarily completely equivalent. Although the higher the strength, the more likely he can theoretically increase the chance of survival in adventure, the relationship between the two is not absolute. In his narrative, the boundary between the two is cleverly blurred.

Regis always felt something was wrong when he listened to Lance's narrative, but he could not find the wrong place, so he could only follow Lance's rhythm.

So he nodded.

Lance smiled: "Although my magic level is not high enough, I was a hunter before becoming a wizard. I was good at archery."

"The fighting style in the secular world is not suitable for the wizard world." Regis finally found a counterattack point and immediately retorted: "No matter how good your archery is, it may not be able to penetrate the defenses of the puppets... and there are sneak attacks from other wizard apprentices. You must know that the danger in the puppet city is not just those monsters. For the sake of interests, the cold wizards can do anything."

Lance was secretly happy. He had completely diverted the old man's attention. Although the other party was refuting, he ignored several key points.

"That's why I asked you for that bottle of phosphorus." Lance reminded: "I saw in a book that soaking arrows on phosphorus water will automatically turn into flame arrows when shot out."

"This is a good idea." Regis's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but nod and said, "Most of the monsters in the Puppet City are made of wood and are very afraid of fire."

Lance smiled and said, "Of course, as a wizard, I also have my own spells. Believe me, the spells I am best at are definitely the nemesis of the puppets!"

"What spell?" Regis asked.

"Scam ray." Lance knew that if he didn't show up his trump card, this potion master was not that easy to fool.

"Scam ray?" the old man smiled silently, "A level 0 spell that is almost forgotten? Is this the spell you are best at?"

Lance nodded.

"I'm quite interested in what you said before. But now... I'm sorry, I really can't believe your strength." Regis shook his head tiredly: "If you insist on selling the petrochemical heart in your hand for a high price, then I can only wish you a good price."

"I have wasted too much time today. Since you don't have the sincerity of trading, I'll forgive me for not being with you."

The old man changed his face and became very fast, but fortunately, Lance did not react slowly.

He stood up and said loudly: "Give me a chance to show it, it won't waste much time for you. Isn't it?"

Regis hesitated for a moment before frowning and said, "Okay, come up with me, there is a laboratory upstairs that allows you to show your spells...sky rays?"

"Thank you, Master!"

Lance was delighted, knowing that things would be almost done.
Chapter completed!