Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Wu Heng formulated this plan mainly to restrict the people of the Holy See so as to avoid leaving too many knights or priests on the island.

The Snake Emblem Group was also unlucky.

But this local bishop is quite arrogant.

The leaders of the Holy See were directly brought out.

"Don't worry about them, wait until the auction is over." Wu Heng said.

"Okay, Master." Andvier nodded.

After Wu Heng finished eating, he wiped his mouth, pulled down the sling on the little fox's shoulder, and continued, "The Alchemical Skull has produced another kind of pill. I'll take it to the association tomorrow to get a proof of efficacy, and then put it on display at the booth."

"Which one should be replaced?"

"A pen."

"Okay, master."

Wu Heng patted the little fox's hips and said, "I'm going to brush my teeth. Wait for me in the room."

Andvielle smiled, "Okay, Master."

After saying that, he skipped upstairs.

……

Exhibition.

The fountain pen display was removed and replaced with new exhibits.

Soon, the news that the island owner's mansion was displaying new products spread rapidly across the island.

Watches and pens have become best-sellers everywhere.

Regardless of race or country, this kind of product is highly recognized, and the various transportation chambers of commerce also make a considerable profit from the price difference.

Now we hardly hear any news about replica products, and everyone is increasing the purchase quantity and continuing to sell them.

This time, no one knows what new products have been developed and will be displayed before the auction.

The dignitaries who came to the island and the representatives of various chambers of commerce.

Residents who came to join in the fun.

Rushed to the exhibition.

A crowded gathering hall.

The booth in the middle was already full of people.

An advertisement hung on the upper screen was showing a new movie.

An injured soldier quickly took out a medicine bottle, poured out two white pills from his hand and swallowed them.

The next second, the wounds on the body stopped bleeding and the flesh closed.

"This time the exhibits are about medicines and treatments."

"It is indeed more convenient to carry when it becomes a small round shape."

"Good fellow, the island master Wu Heng is going to get involved in the alchemy industry."

"My Lord Island Master, once you make money, the first thing you will do is to improve the medicine for us."

"My Lord Island Master, you still consider us."

The crowd watching began to discuss violently.

Products like pens, watches, and bicycles, even if designed, have nothing to do with most ordinary people.

The price is too high and it is not necessary.

But medicine is different. Medicine concerns everyone.

If it were not liquid medicine, it would be more convenient for mercenaries and adventurers without space rings to carry this kind of potion.

It would be better if the price could be lowered, and everyone would benefit.

Therefore, this time the improvement of the medicine is more like research and development and production for ordinary people.

In an instant, everyone present was excited.

Who is the island owner? He is a human genius who owns the entire island.

He actually still cares about ordinary people like us.

The previous products were probably intended to make money first and then return to the research and development of medicines.

What a good man!

good man.

Near the booth, a row of alchemists gathered in front of the counter.

No one discussed whether the island owner was a good person or not. All the alchemists lay in front of the counter, observing the appearance of the pills, then gently fanning them with their palms, trying to smell the smell on them to identify the ingredients.

But all I smelled was sweat.

And the bad smell of the people around me.

But all the alchemists present also knew it.

After this incident, the alchemy industry is likely to undergo major changes.

And it is even more serious than the watch and bicycle of the mechanic.

If you can’t keep up with the progress, you’ll probably be eliminated.

……

the other side.

Wu Heng sat in the deacon's study, looking at the straight-limbed elven scholar across from him, wearing a straight long suit and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses.

Xi Lagui introduced: "This is Mr. Kelmik, the deputy of the leader of the Hongwen Society, Claudio."

Then he introduced Wu Heng, "The owner of Treasure Island, the flag bearer of Emerald Sea, the owner of Wu Heng."

"Master of Wuheng Island."

"Mr. Kelmik."

The two greeted each other with a smile.

Wu Heng himself is a member of Hongwen Society, but he has never been to the headquarters and has not participated in any research related to Hongwen Society.

This is the first time I’ve seen the chief’s deputy.

This is the first time I've heard of this position.

The elf deputy still smiled and said, "Captain Claudio has been studying the ancient stone tablets recently and has no time to come, so he asked me to come instead and participate in this potion auction."

"I didn't consider the leader's schedule. I hope I didn't interfere with his research." Wu Heng said with some regret.

It doesn’t really matter whether the other party comes or not.

Arranging a deputy to come over can also show the attitude the other party wants to express.

He seemed to take me seriously, as if the leader had come in person.

"In the past, I only learned about the development of Treasure Island from newspapers. Coming here this time, I was really surprised." The deputy said in a calm tone.

Wu Heng was curious, "When did Kelmik come to the island?"

"This morning."

"The island will be more lively at night."

"Are you talking about the kind of street lights that illuminate at night?" asked the deputy.

Wu Heng nodded, "It's the street lights. Of course, the liveliness refers to the state of the residents. If you have time, you can go out for a walk in the evening."

"I'm looking forward to tonight." The deputy said, and then asked: "Master Island Master, when does the auction start?"

"It will be held the day after tomorrow. I will arrange for someone to pick you up and take you to the venue."

"Okay, our accommodation for the next two days will be handed over to the island owner and Deacon Xilagui." The deputy still spoke politely.

Xi Lagui nodded, looked aside and said, "Shi Yali, take Mr. Kelmik and several staff members of the headquarters to the association dormitory."

Shi Yali stood up and gestured, "Mr. Kelmik, I'll take you to see the dormitory."

"Okay, I'll go take care of the accommodation first." Kelmik stood up.

Wu Heng walked him to the door and waved goodbye.

……

Return to the room.

Xilagui took out another letter from her space ring. "This is a letter from Chief Hadarai to you. How many chiefs did you invite?"

Hadarai is the Sword of Justice, the leader of the Field Envoys.

Wu Heng stood up and took it, "That's three."

Xi Lagui glanced at him unhappily and said, "What do you mean by three? Really."

There are only five ruling heroes in total, leaving aside the somewhat conflicting heroes of the Holy See, and there is only one who has not been invited.

It seems like very little is said.

Wu Heng smiled, opened the letter and started reading.

The content of the letter said that he was stationed at the headquarters and could not come, and expressed his praise for Wu Heng's improvement in recent times, and then encouraged him to keep working hard.

Looking at the above content, one still recognizes Wu Heng's identity as a former field envoy.

It seems that reporting to your leaders more often is useful no matter where you are.

"The leader also wrote me a letter, affirming the development of Treasure Island during this period and praising my good work." Xilagui said happily.

"Do you know each other?" Wu Heng asked.

"He is of the same tribe and the leader of the field envoys. There shouldn't be any problem, right?" Xilagui asked back.

They are all elves, and any member who has been promoted through the association will naturally be assigned to that side.

A big reason why religious heroes dare to bully me is that they have no support.

Not even a country.

"After the auction is over, I will prepare a gift for Chief Hadarai and send it to him then." Wu Heng said.

Xi Lagui frowned, "Just give the gift directly? Will this have a bad influence?"

"It's okay, no one will tell anyone." Wu Heng said.

While they were talking, the door suddenly opened.

Shi Yali quickly poked her head in, glanced at the two people sitting in their respective seats, and said with a smile, "See if you have done anything bad."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xilagui rolled her eyes at the other person.

Shi Yali smiled and then asked, "Shall we go to your place to watch a movie tonight?"

"Okay, it's too late so you can stay at my place!" Wu Heng said without giving up.

Xi Lagui frowned as she looked at the two people who were singing the same tune and said, "Let's wait until the auction is over. There are a lot of people coming to the island recently."

"That's fine!" Wu Heng nodded.

Shi Yali muttered, "These guys are so annoying."

Xi Lagui said, "You live on the island, so you can go to the movies anytime."

"I'd just like to say that Wu Heng should be teleported over for dinner in the evening, as long as he doesn't get discovered." Shi Yali continued.

Wu Heng glanced at the other party and said, "I'll see what the situation is."

After finishing the discussion, Wu Heng also stood up and said, "I'm going to go back first and arrange the rest of the things."

"Well, let's go back." Xilagui nodded with a smile.

After leaving the association, Wu Heng also walked towards the Island Master’s Mansion.

……

Returning to the Island Lord's Mansion, Wu Heng walked into the study.

He poured himself a cup of tea, took out the letter he had just received and took another look at it.

The two leaders, one wrote a letter to himself, and the other arranged a deputy.

What's going on with Lilith?

I think I have a good relationship with the other person, so he shouldn't ignore me.

It seems that in the past when I wrote letters, no one really replied to me.

"So cold?"