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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi
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727 Chs

Chapter 106: Don't Let Grievances Last Overnight_3

"What recipe?" Faye looked up from watching Milani doing somersaults in her palm, after hearing the question.

"It's a potion to maintain the dignity of middle-aged and elderly men," Clovis said expressionlessly as she always did when talking about work. She looked at Malin, "I've read the books, Mr. Malin definitely won't have a problem, this potion is only aimed at mortal men."

"Oh, I see now," Jessica was the first to get it, the wolf girl said, casting a suggestive glance at Malin afterward.

"I get it too, and come to think of it, it's definitely worth 6,000 pieces, no, even more, if we could refine the formula. If we, sisters, pool money to open a potion shop, old folks across the continent would empty their wallets to save their faces!" Lillim, true to her commercial family heritage, was the first to spot the business opportunity.

"Lillim, you're truly a devil," Faye commented as she pulled out a little notebook: "I can put in all my private savings."