I Love Loli

Upon arriving at the Trading Zone, Lynne's eyes were immediately flooded with flashing advertisements one after the other. A twitch formed at the corner of Lynne's mouth. It was utterly outrageous! It felt exactly like when you click on a website, and hundreds of ads pop up simultaneously, bombarding you with information!

However, Lynne paid it no mind. After arriving in the Trading Zone, new functionalities appeared on the rune on his wrist.

[Shop Teleportation]: Input the corresponding code and name, and you can directly teleport to a particular shop's space.

[Shop Creation]: Spend 10,000 skull coins to establish your shop.

[Public Trade]: Head to a specific high-value item trading zone, where auction and purchasing services are available.

Without a second thought, Lynne immediately clicked on [Shop Creation]. He currently had over 30,000 skull coins on him, more than enough to create a shop of his own in Vision World.

After inputting [Bloodsaw Potion Shop] and the address of Wandering Soul Lane, Lynne clicked submit. However, the next moment, a notice reading "Duplicate Information" appeared before him.

Lynne pondered. "Could it be that Master has already established a shop with the same name in Vision World?"

It was indeed possible. After all, his master was a native creature of darkness and had likely accessed [Vision World] quite early. There was no reason for him not to be aware of this place.

"Teleport! Bloodsaw Potion Shop!"

Without hesitation, Lynne input the name directly and clicked teleport. Accompanied by flashing blue lights, Lynne quickly opened his eyes, finding himself in a confined space, no larger than fifty square meters. Above the shop right in front of him were prominent characters.

[Bloodsaw Potion Shop]

Lynne instantly recognized the signature Bloodsaw symbol beside the apothecary. That's right. This was undoubtedly Master's apothecary. Because that Bloodsaw symbol was his master's exclusive mark.

Lynne looked up, gazing at the vacant shop. Instinctively, he reached out and pushed the door. Immediately, a line of blood-red characters appeared before his eyes.

[Authorization not detected, please enter shop command.]

"Command?" Lynne hesitated, touching his chin, and muttered to himself, "So there's a password? But since it's Master's shop, he probably wouldn't mind me entering, right?"

He contemplated and decided to give it a try. Even though he didn't know his master inside out, living with him had given Lynne insight into some of his habits.

"Muscular hunk."

[Command incorrect, access denied.]

"Single for two hundred years."

[Command incorrect, access denied.]

"Favorite disciple."

[Command incorrect, access denied.]

"…"

Lynne straightened his face, pondered for a moment, and then, with a resigned look, intoned,

"I, love, loli!"

[Command correct, access granted.]

Click—

The doors to the shop slowly opened.

Lynne: "…"

Of course, he'd use that same terrible fondness as the command, identical to the safe's password.

Lynne smoothly stepped into the shop. Upon entering, he was even more convinced that this so-called Vision World was far superior to any virtual world he knew of. Because he could bring items from the real world into this domain. This was undoubtedly an incredibly efficient piece of black tech.

However, there wasn't anything particularly rare inside the shop. The potions stored here didn't differ much from those in the smaller shop. Clearly, his master didn't put much stock in this shop located within Vision World.

Thinking about it made sense. Each entry and exit cost 500 skull coins or a Vision stone, an obvious consumable item. Ordinary beings running a shop here would definitely be a losing business.

"Yet it appears it's been maintained regularly."

Lynne opened the shop's interface. Surprisingly, the shop still had 4,000 skull coins set aside for the daily deduction. What astonished Lynne even more was the presence of a logbook within this Vision World shop. He skimmed through the entries.

[Day 90: Sold a complete set of mature Curse Demon organs, an income of 5 black skull coins.]

[Day 93: Sold Hell Connective Demon Skull x1, income of 1 black skull coin.]

[Day 95: Rested.]

[Day 97: Sold Soul-Eating Eyeballs x2, income of 2 black skull coins.]

Going through the log, Lynne's eyes widened.

"Master really does have a penchant for side businesses!"

Because Lynne distinctly remembered, around the times mentioned in the log, every time his master returned from outings, he'd be carrying blood-soaked sacks. He would then head straight to the surgery room. Lynne frequently heard the sound of flesh being chopped from within. Turns out, the apothecary was just a front. Master's actual income came from selling these monster organs!

Lynne took a sharp intake of breath. From this, one could infer the immense power of his master. Just from the names of the monsters listed in the log, it was evident they were formidable creatures. He continued scrolling through the log.

In the next moment, Lynne's gaze fixed on a recent entry.

[Day 105: An old friend from the Demonfolk Association approached me, inviting me to the Hanged Tower to investigate some recent strange occurrences within the Association. I left the Demonfolk Association 10 years ago; them seeking me out now is quite peculiar…]

Lynne checked the date. This entry was edited three days ago. It seemed this was the reason Master left two days prior.

"The Hanged Tower? Demonfolk Association?"

Lynne pondered. Clearly, this must be an organization within the Dark World, and his master was once a member. However, he wasn't very familiar with it, as his dutiful nature as an apprentice meant that his master had no reason to share more with him.

"But since it's an invitation from an old friend, Master should be fine."

Lynne shook his head. He closed his eyes. Soon, he put these concerns behind him. Because right now, the most important thing for him was to make money, promote, and establish a reputation!

Now that he had Vision World, a broader platform, he must make full use of his advantages as a transmigrator!

Quickly, he exited Vision World.

Logged out.

He hurried to the backyard, swiftly preparing various ingredients for potion crafting. If he wanted to develop in Vision World, the most crucial aspect was to have commendable products on hand! In his possession were unique, top-notch formulas for the [Critical Strike Potion] and [Flesh Regeneration Potion] that he obtained from the system.

The Critical Strike Potion, in particular, was verified to be an excellent elixir to enhance one's combat power! He firmly believed, both these potions would certainly have a vast market in Vision World!

[Origin level biological tissue x1][Burst Fruit x1][Hell Clover x4][Black Bat Wings x1], etc.

Lynne quickly listed the ingredients for the Critical Strike Potion. While most of the ingredients were relatively common, the Origin-level biological tissue he possessed was limited to some tooth fragments left by the Headhunter. After the last concoction, he could only produce about 30 more potions. For mass production, he'd undoubtedly need more supplies. But for now, this would suffice!

Without hesitation, Lynne, with the ingredients in tow, headed to the alchemy room to start crafting the Critical Strike Potion. Bubbling and simmering sounds echoed. Lighting the fire, preparing the cauldron, and concocting.

[Ding! You've crafted Critical Strike Potion x1.]

[Ding! You've crafted Critical Strike Potion x1.]

[Ding! You've crafted Critical Strike Potion x1.]

Accompanied by the system's notifications, two hours flew by swiftly. And he now had 30 amber-red potions in hand.