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Mechanical Alchemist

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!

Blindness · Games
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156 Chs

Chapter 88 Controlled Potions

Su Lun didn't rest at 88 Ginkgo Street, but randomly picked a hotel to catch some sleep.

In the evening, he received a reply from that mysterious Pharmacist at the "Three Muskets Tavern," agreeing to meet at the same place the next morning at ten.

Then it was another day of the usual patrol, followed by a night soaking in the gambling and dueling at the arena.

It's worth mentioning that the arena was bustling these two days.

It seemed that many Big Shots from the inner city were in the VIP rooms on the second floor, the house's stakes were getting higher, and the duels were growing bloodier. The gamblers were excited, and even Kai and the others thought this boom on Green Street was a good sign, because the livelier it was, the more money they made. However, Su Lun, quietly watching everything by the ring, always felt there were undercurrents behind this abnormal bustle.

But he didn't worry needlessly.

To him, it was a good sign too.