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Of course, Amber knew that the "rules" set by Gao Wen were different from others, just like Gao Wen's entire thinking was different from others.

Will normal people take out their advanced technological achievements? Will normal people try to struggle with the magic power that should belong to the nobles and extraordinary people in the direction of cabbage? Will normal people establish a government affairs department and a complete set of administrative agencies, and delegate the autocracy that belongs to lords to those "civil servants" who come from low-level nobles and even civilians?

Gao Wen did everything, and every time he had a reasonable and well-founded position.

"Now the Magic Net has begun to spread in the southern border, and imitation has appeared in the aristocratic territories near the Leslie and Kant. Some great nobles with sufficient financial resources and well-informed knowledge also learned about the Magic Engine. They should be very interested. As you planned, Viscount Andrew rather than Cecil came out to sell it, which further dispelled the concerns of the nobles in the southern border. If nothing unexpected happens, when spring comes and the trade route is smooth, we will have a steady stream of large income, which can be used to purchase more raw ore and expand the population."

After listening to Amber's report, Gao Wen nodded slightly: "Vissue Andrew is a familiar face in the Southern Realm. His connections can help us deliver the original magic net and magic engine to other nobles, and as long as they taste a little sweetness... they will not be able to refuse the next benefits."

"There is also news from Padric that the alchemy potions are still selling well in winter, and some merchants have even fallen on the Eastern Frontier and the Holy Spirit Plain. However, the large amount of cheap potions in their hands have attracted the attention of local lords, and Padric is a little worried about this," Amber reported seriously. "He was worried that the nobles would squeeze the distribution end of the Chamber of Commerce under the influence of interests... His original words were like this: Not every noble is as honest and trustworthy as Duke Cecil, and is conscientious in doing business."

Gao Wen raised his eyelids: "What's the specific situation? I think he should have complained more than just."

"I can't hide it from you," Amber scratched her hair. "He said that there have been several serious incidents now. In some northerly places, local nobles detained our pharmacy merchants and asked those merchants to sell half of the goods to them at extremely low prices, otherwise we would declare our pharmacy merchants illegally."

Gao Wen showed his interest: "Oh? Extremely low price? How low is that?"

"...one third, even one quarter," Amber's face showed an indignant look, "that's just a snatch!"

Gao Wen couldn't help laughing: "Well... With the current selling price and the cost of the alchemy factory, even a quarter of it will still have profits."

"Are you still laughing?" Amber looked at Gao Wen's appearance and was stunned. "They are robbing Cecil of the money! If you weren't considering your name, they might not have asked to leave some of the goods, but would have directly robbed the merchant!"

"It's not good to rob the merchants directly. In that case, no one dares to continue selling potions to their territory, and my hand can't be reached," Gao Wen touched his chin and thought, "Well, I'll write a command for me to Padric, telling him that those merchants who have established themselves should take the initiative to contact the local nobles, which is not a quarter of the price? Yes, Cecil's is willing to sell potions to them in large quantities at a quarter of the price. Our potion merchants can even keep half of each cargo for them, and the conditions are that those local governors mainly protect the distribution rights of Cecil's potion merchants in their territory, and prevent other traditional herbalists and alchemists from suppressing and excluding potion merchants."

Seeing Amber's stunned look, Gao Wen asked with a deliberate smile: "Do you think those local lords will agree with these requests?"

Amber opened his mouth for a long time and finally said, "Of course they agree! The fools don't agree! You can buy a bottle of alchemy potion in just a dozen copper coins! You can get this great benefit. No need to say that they will take the initiative to protect the drug merchants, or even help them transport goods! But what are the benefits of doing this..."

Gao Wen interrupted and asked without waiting for Amber to finish speaking, "What do you think are the local lords used to buy cheap alchemy potions?"

"What's the purpose?" Amber was stunned for a moment, "It's impossible to use it to rinse your mouth anyway..."

"It's definitely not for myself," Miss Half-Elf was very cute when she fell into a confusing state, but Gao Wen didn't plan to tease her this time. "Our alchemy potions are inferior products of water. Although they are still good for ordinary people and adventurers, they are absolutely impossible to regain the eyes of nobles. Those local lords must have learned this in advance, so there is only one reason why they bought cheap potions in large quantities for their subordinates, for their private soldiers, guards, and minions."

Amber is not stupid, sometimes it is just a habit of thinking, which makes her turn impossible. At this time, Gao Wen reminded her a little, and she realized what the cunning old Zongzi in front of her was planning.

"you mean……"

"The large-scale shipment will cost as much as possible. The generous Duke of Cecil will allow every noble army in the southern border to use cheap alchemy potions. The brave soldiers will no longer need to wrap the smelly black ointment and grass-root mud on the wound. In the process, I will only charge a little insignificant cost," Gao Wen leaned on the chair and said calmly. "With good alchemy potions, no one will use those herbal ointments and witchcraft that are almost ineffective. The expensive traditional alchemy potions will disappear quickly. Do you know what this means?"

Amber subconsciously touched her neck: "This is what you said last time...noose?"

"Yes, noose," Gao Wen exhaled softly, "None of them wanted to see the Cecil family stand up again, so they would use their own self-righteous method to desperately draw blood from the Cecil family. I had to give them a suck and put a rope around each of them's neck."

After a moment of pause, Gao Wen smiled and looked at Amber: "The alchemy potion after mixing water has a very short shelf life."

In the large laboratory of Rune Research Institute, Pittman was invited by Jenny to come and watch a special magic circle.

The unkempt old druid still looked uneasy. Although he was already the head of the druid spell and magic alchemy industry, with double-digit apprentices, and his own research team and subjects, he was still wearing a simple and old gray cotton robe, with all kinds of useful and useless amulets hanging from all over his body, with a head of white hair covering his head, pressing it with a faded earthy yellow hat, and a pair of shrewd eyes kept turning around under the scattered hair on the edge of the hat. When anyone saw him, the first feeling was whether the old man would suddenly take out a deck of cards to kill you, and would never associate him with any "divine rune expert" and "druid mentor".

But he is indeed an expert in this field.

Pittman carefully observed the large substrate on the central laboratory bench. On the substrate, various rune blocks and magic lines that were easy to combine together were outlined into a magic array filled with mysterious aura. Some silk threads made of non-magic materials were fixed on the surface of the magic array by fixing needles to divide the functions of different areas of the magic array.

These partitions were temporarily divided by Jenny and Carmier, and were not accurate enough and could only serve as an auxiliary to the research stage.

"These are indeed transformed magic runes," Pittman looked at the symbols marked by special pigments, and nodded while stroking his beard, "Well... this confirms one of my guesses."

"Guess?" Jenny looked at the old druid curiously.

"Whether it is the natural sect that the druid once believed in or the dream sect that the sleeper believed in, the pioneers have carefully avoided and concealed their magic in the process of transforming their magic into magic," Pittman smiled, with a cunning light in his eyes. "These transformed runes only reveal one message..."

Kamier's unique voice echoing with the arcane came from the side: "Fear."

"Yes, fear," Pitman smiled, "God's authority has fallen into the hands of mankind, but people are still trembling, as if they are afraid that God will come back, and that God will punish those blasphemers who steal power. Even though the pioneers found the rules and techniques to transform divine art into magic, they also tried to hide their actions in the process, as if they were deceived to avoid the gods who might have been gone."

"So the early days of disobedience," Kamier buzzed, "Our fear was reduced slightly until we confirmed the existence of Amoen of the deer and confirmed that He was the fallen God of Nature."

Jenny never thought she would be exposed to this matter one day, but she had already become accustomed to it and subconsciously asked: "Dream God... will he die like Amoen, the Giant Deer?"

"This is hard to say, the strangeness of the gods is beyond human imagination. The corpse of Amoen of the Giant Deer is indeed lying in the shadow world, but God knows what the state of the gods believed in by other fallen sects are," Pitman smiled and shook his head to the magic circle. "We should understand how this magic circle works as soon as possible than thinking about what state those gods are now."

"We have made some preliminary progress on this point," said Carmayer, summoning a hand of shaping and bringing over a half-meter-high metal crystal device next to the test bench.

It was a small magical obelisk specially prepared for laboratory environments.

"At the beginning, we tried to use ordinary magic to drive this magic circle, but failed. This magic circle has a special interface. It will only react to the dream spell of the Eternal Sleeper. Whether it is activation or control, it needs to be supplemented with special dream magic. Obviously, this magic circle is incomplete. It cannot be run independently. It must have a spellcaster to perform supporting rituals to make up for its magic path," Kamier said while starting to debug the magic power obelisk. "This situation is not uncommon. Many traditional magic circles have this incompleteness due to inadequate optimization and unreasonable architecture, but this has caused us a lot of trouble..."

The magical obelisk was activated, and the stable magic field began to cover the entire Rune Research Institute.

"But later, we found that we didn't need to let the entire magic array run. Some of it is crucial. As long as this part can be activated, it can have an incredible effect with the diffusion of the magic field."

Kamier lifted his arm full of arcane energy, and a small spark hit the magic array on the test bench. Some runes in the magic array immediately lit up, and began to float brightly and darkly as Kamier injected magic power.

Almost immediately, Pittman looked at the wall on the other side of the laboratory with some emotion.

On the wall, another large substrate was hung. There was no complete "Eternal Sleeper Magic Array" on the large substrate, but only the most basic rune array was drawn, but it was the basic rune array, which was changing with Kamair's movements at this moment.

"At present, we can only transmit such a simple change, and transmission is extremely susceptible to interference and distance is also a problem, but at least we have proved one thing in the process:

"The black box of messaging spells is not unbreakable. Its principle may be simpler than all of us imagined."

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