Dismissed the frustrated Jora, Enzo returned to the bedroom.
"The things and people on the black market are a mixture of fish and dragons, and the probability of picking up cheap is lower than winning the lottery." In the room, Enzo carefully dragged out an iron box from under the bed. After opening it, a pile of money and a pile of money were exposed. A potion.
"The accumulation of two months is here." Enzo's eyes flickered and he sighed.
The biggest advantage of being Byron's assistant is that you can acquire knowledge of potions from this genius, and Enzo, who has a chip, has quickly mastered the refining methods of a variety of basic potions.
Relying on the equipment purchased from Batucci, Enzo soon began to refine potions.
With the help of chips, Enzo has a very high rate of success in refining potions. Under the name Byron, he sold some secondary potions to Batuki, and used the black market as a channel to earn a lot of potions. stone.
"The potion is sold on the black market. Although the price is not high, it is not easy to attract attention."
Picking up a potion and shook it gently, the light of thought flashed in Enzo's eyes.
"Byron leaving the academy to perform the task and then selling potions in his name will likely arouse Batuki's suspicion. In this case, let's take advantage of today and take advantage of the current accumulation of potions!"
Making a decision in his heart, Enzo put on a gray robe and walked out of the room.
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The phantoms of crows are located in the misty forest, deep in the enclosed canyon.
In addition to the front entrance, there are many hidden exits that can lead from the inside to the outside.
In a narrow hole in the rock wall, Enzo bent his body and drilled out of it. The rucksack on his back was filled with potions accumulated and refined over the past two months.
"Huh! It finally came out." Enzo let out a sigh of relief when he stepped on the dirt.
The faint sunlight penetrates through the layers of fog, leaving mottled light and shadow on the ground. Although the foggy forest is full of terrifying monsters, the danger is not fatal if it does not go deep.
"Although the area near the college is often cleaned up, no one can guarantee that there will be fish that slip through the net." Looking around, Enzo was wary in his heart, thinking, "It is better to go to the black market as soon as possible to dispose of things, and then return to the college immediately. Right."
"Chip, turn on the scanning function, and immediately alert if there is any danger!"
It wasn't the first time to leave the college. Enzo was fairly familiar with the surrounding environment. According to the route in his memory, he walked along the remote path, and it didn't take long before he arrived outside a forest camp.
Black wooden stakes form a simple fence with solidified runes carved on it to enhance defense.
Although such defensive runes are more fragile than white paper for formal wizards, they can already be effective in dealing with attacks from some small monsters.
The gate at the entrance of the camp was open, and there was a gray-robed guard on the left and right towers.
Enzo walked into the black market camp, passed through a few stalls, and walked straight to the destination.
"Hey! My dear friend, I'm so glad to see you." In a stone house in the camp, Batucci was playing with a dagger. When Enzo came oncoming, his eyes lit up.
"How about it, are there any new goods today?" Batuki rubbed his palms, green bean-like eyes full of expectation.
"Of course, if there is no goods, how can I come back here?" Enzo rolled his eyes, took off the rucksack behind him, and opened it to reveal a potion in a test tube.
"Oh my God! So much!?" Batuki was taken aback, his eyes widened, and trembling said, "Brother, did you steal all of Byron's collection?"
Ever since he began to refine the potion, Enzo has been selling a small amount to Batuki.
However, each transaction is limited to 5 at most. Enzo has not aroused the suspicion of the other party under the name Byron, but this time there are too many potions, and it is no wonder Batucci is surprised.
"Don't be so surprised, I can get so many potions for a reason."
Enzo's face remained unchanged, and the reason for the prevarication had already been figured out in his heart.
"Senior Byron is going out on a mission recently, intending to buy a magic item for self-defense, but recently the investment in developing a new type of potion is too high, which allowed me to sell a batch of potions.
"That's it..." Batuch's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about true or false.
"What did I lie to you for? Senior Byron is a man of the academy. If I steal his things, I can still get out of the academy alive?" Enzo said in a casual tone, pretending to be impatient, and said, "Forget it. If you are afraid of danger, then I will find someone else."
After all, he turned and left.
"Wait, wait!" Batuch hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, smiling all over his face, "Don't get me wrong, brother, we have been trading for so long, how could I doubt you?"
"Don't worry, I want all these potions, and the price will definitely satisfy you!" Batucci patted his chest.
Enzo breathed a sigh of relief, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.
After taking out all the medicines in the backpack, Batuch began to count the quantity, and calculated according to the price of different potions, and finally gave the price of 150 magic stones.
"Brother, you have replaced all the magic stones in my hand with this batch of goods!"
Batuqi wiped his sweat, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. Potions have always been the easiest goods to deal with. These potions can earn at least 30 magic stones through his hands.
"By the way, Batuki, can you get a compound witchcraft model here?" Enzo asked while counting the magic stones.
"Uh...brother, you value me too much." Batuch smiled awkwardly and said, "Witchcraft models have always been a key resource controlled by the Wizarding Academy. How dare you sell them in the black market!"
"If it is a general zero-ring witchcraft model, I can think of a way, but there is no composite witchcraft model."
"That's it, then forget it." Enzo nodded. He had known that the witchcraft model was the focus of the academy, so he didn't report much hope.
The number of magic stones was correct, and Enzo carried it into his arms.
"I remember next time there is a potion, but you must find me." Batuqi exhorted, his eyes almost narrowed.
"Of course, happy cooperation."
After the deal was concluded, Enzo did not intend to stay in the black market either, he shrouded his whole body in a gray robe, and then left the camp in a low-key manner.