Ralph was a highly skilled alchemist capable of perf multiple potion-making steps simultaneously, greatly redug the time required to coct a potion.

  After about an hour of waiting, Ralph retrieved a sky-blue potion from the icebox.

  He looked at the blue liquid in the gss vessel and asked Lucas, "Ior, judging by the color and crity of the potion, it seems to be a successful co. But I wonder about its potency... Could it be better thaimunt I made?"

  Lucas smiled and said, "Why don't you try it and find out?"

  "Try it? Here? A small sip shouldn't be a problem."

  Ralph mentally reviewed the potion's ingredients ara process, cluding that a small sip wouldn't overwhelm him.

  With a spirit of self-sacrifice, Ralph took a tiny sip of the blue potion.

  "The taste is much smoother... the effects are quick... I feel a fire igniting in my lower abdomen..." Ralph carefully observed the ges in his body brought about by the potion: "This feels... slightly better thaimunt I made, just a bit... but it seems a little different..."

  Sensing the potion's unique effects, Ralph gulped dowire bottle of the potion.

  His skin quickly turned a rosy hue.

  "Ah... Ah..." Ralph excimed, "This feels amazing, I feel like I'm ba my prime, this strength isn't an illusion!"

  Ralph effortlessly lifted the icebox used for the experiment, somethiruggled to do even to open the door before drinking the potion.

  "This is definitely not a stimunt!" Ralph put down the icebox and questioned Lucas.

  His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, neck muscles tense and twitg with excitement.

  "I never said it was a stimunt. You better suppress the potion's effects quickly; with ye and physique, you 't handle such berserk power."

  Upon hearing Lucas's words, Ralph immediately rummaged through the reagent et for a ralizing potion, his hands trembling and knog over several vials.

  Once he found the ralizing potion, he quickly drank it.

  After about two minutes, his dition gradually stabilized.

  The physical exertio Ralph colpsed in a chair, panting heavily, yet his eyes were full of excitement.

  Lucas asked him, "How do you feel?"

  "I, I..." Ralph took a deep breath before he could speak: "I hought that the stimunt I made, with such slight modifications, could bee such a powerful berserk potion.

  It works fast, reaches peak performance quickly, and the most important part is that it allows some rationality even in the berserk state. Although it also es a lot of stamina, because of my age, I 't accurately gauge the fatigue after its effects wear off, so I 't judge its aftereffects accurately.

  Based on my experience, a regur potion with the same effect could sell for about 20,000 Imperial Marks per bottle, while the stimunt we made only fetches 1,000..."

  Lucas didn't expect Ralph to still be thinking about his stimunt.

  "Your stimunt will tinue produ. We'll set up a separate produ line for the berserk potion, and I'll handle all the sales. You've been in the bck market long enough to know that this berserk potion is enough to get you and your soo the fishes."

  Lucas wasn't trying to scare Ralph.

  Acc to the progression of events, Ralph would actally create this potent berserk potion in an experiment a few months ter. Soon, his entire family would die in a maritime act, and his iion would bee a money-making mae for others.

  Ralph, being experienced and shrewd, knew well that the value of this potent berserk potion far surpassed that of his stimunt.

  Especially in the Seawall District, too many people had met untimely deaths because they possessed things they shouldn't have.

  "I know what to do, Ior. I won't tell anyone about the existence of this berserk potion. Whatever amount is produced will be handed over to you."

  "It's good that you uand. This dy is my fidential secretary, Karina. She will fully handle your ating, procurement, produ, and sales on my behalf.

  Additionally, I will arrange a safer produ site for you. Our products ot be limited to just the berserk potion and the stimunt. You need a rger, more advanced potion boratory, proper ma, and new potion produaery."

  Ralph gratefully said to Lucas, "Thank you, Ior. I will never fet the kindness you've shown to the Ralph family."

  Lucas said, "Now, make me twenty bottles of this potent berserk potion, and produce 500 bottles to be delivered to the Secret Intelligence Bureau before nightfall... you hahat?"

  Ralph sidered the capacity of his workshop.

  "No problem. The potent berserk potion only requires slight modifications to the stimunt's ingredients and process. 500 bottles definitely be delivered to the Secret Intelligence Bureau before nightfall. I'll start making the potion for yht now."

  The potion b had ready ingredients for the stimunt. After rec, Ralph skillfully produced twenty bottles of the potent berserk potion in one go.

  The potions were measured and pced into drical bottles that could be easily held in one hand, ve for carrying and drinking.

  With the potions in hand, Lucas instructed Karina to ched audit the ats of this potion workshop, rec all supply and distribution els, and arrange for the Secret Intelligence Bureau to iigate them.

  The workers here also o have their identities verified and be io the Secret Intelligence Bureau for "interviews."

  The goal was to pletely trol this potion workshop.

  Although professionally qualified, Karina was busy until noon finishing the main tasks. Remaining minor details could be coordier.

  Lucas and Karihe Illegal Potion Alley auro the Secret Intelligence Bureau by 2:30 PM.

  Some sponsors who had been io a meeting had already arrived early.

  Lucas and Karina grabbed some food from the cafeteria to fill their stomachs and hurried back to their office.

  Shelley, who had been anxiously waiting for Lucas all m, immediately approached upon hearing his return.

  "Ior..." Shelley entered and immediately noticed the ge in Lucas: "You look very different. Not in appearance, but... you've bee stronger."

  "Really? That's good. Tell me about the situation with the Mad Axe Gang. they hold out?" Lucas didn't expin his ge to Shelley.

  Seeing Lucas remain silent, Shelley didn't dare ask further.

  She sat down opposite his desk and said, "Without a heavyweight warrior like Jumu, the Mad Axe Gang is struggling. If not for the strong castle and its plete defehey wouldn't have sted a night.

  Lambert hopes we find more meraries for them, but...

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