When Varga and Dr. Gursey left the office to refine the Mana Energy Gathering Potion, Connor sat quietly in the office alone, deep in thought as he waited for the news.
Connor didn't suffer any serious injuries from the battle with the bald man in black from Spirit Worship Sect. Furthermore, he drank the potion given by Old Victor, so he didn't suffer any serious injuries. He only suffered some minor internal injuries that could be recovered after drinking some nutrition potions and resting for a few days.
What really made Connor feel a little regretful was the violet ring. If it weren't for the violet ring taking on the dark green fireball from the bald man in black for the second time, Connor felt that he wouldn't be sitting here unscathed like he was now. However, the violet ring was a level-two defensive enchanted item that was severely damaged. With Connor's current level, it was impossible for him to completely repair it.
But now, Connor felt that it was all worth it. Varga had joined the secret society, and from Gursey's words, Connor vaguely felt that Gursey didn't have any intention of asking Varga to leave Loen. Instead, he seemed to want to train Varga here for the secret society.
Without a doubt, this was good news for Connor. With his relationship with Varga, as long as Varga stayed in Loen, with Varga's talent in pharmaceutics, Connor felt that he wouldn't have to worry about potions for a short period of time at least.
Thinking about it, Connor couldn't help but smile. However, at this moment, the office door was pushed open, and Dr. Gursey and Varga walked in one after another.
"Mr. Connor, thank you very much for bringing me such an excellent pharmaceutics genius!" Dr. Gursey said to Connor with a smile as soon as he entered the room.
Hearing Dr. Gursey's words, Connor was stunned at first, but he immediately reacted and asked with ecstasy, "Dr. Gursey, did Varga really refine the Mana Energy Gathering Potion?"
Dr. Gursey nodded and took out a small bottle of light blue potion from his white coat. He said with some excitement, "Just now, our genius, Varga, successfully refined the Mana Energy Gathering Potion in my pharmaceutical lab after only two experiments. Oh my God! Varga is the most talented pharmaceutics genius I've ever seen! "
"Teacher …" Hearing Dr. Gursey's praise, Varga, who was behind Dr. Gursey, blushed slightly.
Hearing Varga call Dr. Gursey his teacher, Connor also had a happy smile on his face.
"I've decided to officially accept Varga as my disciple," Dr. Gursey said to Connor in a resolute tone.
"Listen, Connor! I was going to tell you this because you've already finished your job and brought Varga here, but unfortunately, Varga insisted that I tell you this! "
"The secret society plans to use the replica of Eusebio's mask to hide Varga's original appearance and create a new identity for her. At that time, Varga will use the identity of a nurse in the hospital as a cover to learn pharmaceutics from me! Connor, I can see that you're a careful person, so I hope you can understand that for the sake of Varga's safety, don't keep contacting her, okay? "Dr. Gursey warned Connor in an almost warning tone.
"Teacher … If it wasn't for Connor, I might be dead now!" Without waiting for Connor to stand up and refute, Valga, who was sitting to the side, already stood up and began to defend Connor.
Seeing Varga defending him, Connor didn't show it on his face, but his anger dissipated a lot in his heart.
Standing up from the sofa, Connor gently patted Varga's shoulder. He squeezed out a smile and slightly bowed to Varga, then turned around and left the office without saying a word.
"Connor … Connor …"
Hearing Varga's anxious shout, although Connor didn't turn around to look, he knew that if Dr. Gursey hadn't stopped him, Varga would have already chased after him.
Walking out of Dr. Gursey's private hospital, Connor had a strange smile on his face. He knew that sometimes he didn't have to attack Varga, but Varga …
Connor casually hailed a taxi on the road and went back to his apartment on Land Street. However, he didn't rush back to his apartment, because he remembered that today was the first day of the month. He waved at a newspaper boy who was selling newspapers on the street.
"Sir, what kind of newspaper do you need?" Seeing a well-dressed tall gentleman waving his hand at him, a small newspaper boy who was about eleven or twelve years old and was very thin and weak. He was wearing a pair of slippers that were obviously much bigger than his feet. His eyes lit up as he carried a huge newspaper box and hurriedly ran to Connor's side. He asked while panting.
"Can you tell me whether you have today's Loen Evening News?" Connor asked the newspaper boy gently.
"Sir, yes! Yes! " The newspaper boy thought for a while and quickly unloaded the huge newspaper box on his back. After rummaging for a while, he found a brand-new Loen Evening News that still had the fragrance of ink and handed it to Connor excitedly.
Connor took the evening news and glanced at the date on it. After confirming that it was today, he nodded and took out a one shilling note from his wallet and handed it to the newspaper boy. He then walked back to his apartment.
"Sir, I'm sorry. I don't have change for a shilling!" Looking at the note in his hand, the newspaper boy lowered his head and said awkwardly.
"You don't need to change. Buy yourself a pair of suitable shoes!" Without turning back, Connor waved his hand and said indifferently.
Connor took out his key and opened the door of his apartment. He threw the newspaper in his hand into the trash can. Connor had already obtained the information he wanted from it.
Lying on the soft bed and staring at the mural on the ceiling, Connor muttered to himself, "The third, one o 'clock in the afternoon, the same place?"
This was the information he had just obtained from Mr. Sterling's column in the Loen Evening News. It was also the information that Mr. Mustapha from the Doorprosper Club had told him about the next gathering of the Doorprosper Club.
With the help of the auxiliary A.I. Chip, Connor's alchemy skills had improved rapidly. And with the use of magic stones and the increase in his cultivation, Connor could vaguely feel that the Shadow Dagger, the enchanted item he had refined in the beginning, was becoming more and more useless. Now that the Violet Ring was severely damaged, Connor felt that it was time for him to make a change.
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