"Strange name..." Danitz muttered softly, his fingers unconsciously caressing the rim of his wine glass.
Luo En didn't explain, picking up his glass and taking another sip of beer.
A name cobbled together on the fly was already good enough if it wasn't too abrupt; after all, a name was just a code.
What consequences could it have?
...
The next day at noon, after finishing lunch, Luo En and Danitz temporarily parted ways.
Danitz went to deal with the bounty and the spoils, while Luo En, with the 1500 pounds advanced from the middleman, headed to the Beyonder gathering recommended by Danitz, to see if he could buy a Sequence 7 potion formula.
As for whether Danitz would run off with the money, Luo En indicated that if he wanted his embarrassing moments from the past two days and his crush on their captain to be known throughout the five seas, he could certainly try.
Luo En arrived at a secluded private house according to the address Danitz provided, and with Danitz's name, the process of joining the gathering was unexpectedly smooth.
Soon after, Luo En, wearing a silver mask and a dark cloak, was led into a secret reception room.
A dozen people dressed similarly to him sat on chairs around the room.
"Time's almost up, everyone, let's begin." A loud voice broke the silence.
The gathering officially began, and whispers rose from various parts of the room.
"I want to sell some potions." A male voice, around thirty years old, spoke.
Potions? Beyonder potions? Luo En's attention was drawn.
"I've brought two kinds of potions." Seeing that the gazes of those around him were drawn, the man introduced them:
"The first potion can effectively stop bleeding and rapidly heal wounds. Believe me, it's better than most clinic sutures and can save your life at critical moments. It remains effective for six months."
"As for the second one..." He paused for a few seconds before continuing, "It can help gentlemen regain the impulsiveness of their seventeen or eighteen-year-old selves, turning them into Beyonders in bed, uh... that kind of thing. It has a shelf life of five months."
An aphrodisiac from another world? It seems this person only looks proper... Although he inwardly grumbled a few words.
However, on second thought, Luo En could understand this behavior. If he had the ability to create Beyonder potions, he would probably do the same.
After all, the profit from aphrodisiacs is indeed huge, and there's basically no need to worry about sales—as long as the effect is good, they'll sell like hotcakes.
"Even after the time is up, it still has an effect," the man added. "The user will become unusually violent, with greatly increased strength, speed, and agility. Of course, it only lasts for half an hour, after which the body will become weak."
"The first kind is 20 pounds a bottle, the second kind is 3 pounds a bottle, limited quantity..."
The first type of potion is still very useful. If an emergency occurs, it might truly save a life... Recalling today's encounter, Luo En still felt some lingering fear.
"I want a bottle of the first kind." While Luo En was thinking, someone had already raised their hand to request the goods.
"Uh... I want a few bottles... of the second kind." Another voice sounded slightly embarrassed.
"I want..."
...
The popularity of the potions exceeded Luo En's imagination.
'That person probably isn't selling potions at this gathering for the first time, so the quality should be guaranteed.'
Thinking of this, Luo En also raised his hand and bought a few bottles of potions.
He bought three bottles of hemostatic potion and five bottles of aphrodisiac potion.
Uh, of course, he didn't buy the aphrodisiac potions for his own use. Whether before or after his transmigration, he was far from the age where he needed external help.
Luo En thought that the effect of Beyonder potions must be better than the legendary mummy powder, and they were hard to come by.
Backlund does not lack those old wealthy nobles; selling them could earn a lot of money.
If the effect is really good, diluting it with water could sell several more portions... Luo En suddenly had another crooked idea.
Moreover, if he encountered some old bigwigs, these potions might be a stepping stone to success.
...
Subsequently, several more transactions took place, some successful and some unsuccessful.
Seeing that the time was right, Luo En stood up and asked:
"I want the Sequence 7 potion formula for the 'Monster' Pathway. Does anyone have it?"
"Monster?" The man selling potions subtly tilted his head, then turned back before Luo En noticed.
...
No one answered. Luo En sat back down in disappointment.
Since I can't buy anything, what can I sell?
The potion formula for the "Seer" Pathway?
No, the security at sea is not as good as within Loen. Requesting a Sequence 7 potion formula just now was already a bit too ostentatious. Since it's my first time here, I shouldn't sell something of such high value.
But it was a rare chance to encounter a Beyonder gathering, and Luo En didn't want to waste this opportunity.
Oh, right, there's also rosell's diary.
Luo En thought of the romantic history of Rosell that he had compiled... ahem... organized and collected.
However, there shouldn't be any fans of Emperor Rosell at sea, right?
In Luo En's impression, the atmosphere by the sea was relatively rough, and as a colony, probably not many people would like Rosell.
"I want to sell some of Rosell's notes. Who's interested?" Luo En raised his hand without much hope.
"I want it."
To Luo En's surprise, someone spoke up shortly after he opened his mouth.
This person looks a bit familiar, and the voice is also a bit familiar...
The answer came from the corner seat. The person's entire upper body was shrouded in shadow, but a strand of blue hair, like seaweed, slipped out from the edge of his hood.
It's him, the one who played cards with me last time... Luo En recalled his previous experience of fighting evil with Danitz in the casino.
The other party was the gambler who narrowly lost to him.
I couldn't tell, he's also a Rosell enthusiast... Indeed, one cannot judge a book by its cover.
"But I need to see one page for verification first."
"Sure." Luo En readily agreed.
Alger Wilson in the shadows carefully examined the diary sample handed to him. Mr. Fool had taught him how to distinguish authenticity—as long as there were the three symbols "year," "month," and "day," it was basically genuine.
Seeing these symbols on the diary Luo En provided, Alger imperceptibly nodded.
Good luck, I managed to buy a genuine rosell's diary so smoothly... Thinking that he could exchange these diaries for knowledge and help from Mr. Fool, the corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards.
As both the buyer and seller were satisfied, this transaction proceeded quite smoothly.
Luo En sold five pages of the diary at once, two of which were genuine items he had purchased at other gatherings, and the remaining three were his "creations."
A few pages of the diary sold for over ten pounds in total. Although it wasn't a lot, a fly is still meat no matter how small, and what truly made Luo En happy was that this successful transaction verified a conjecture—falsifying rosell's diary was very lucrative.
After the transaction, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that as long as the quality is maintained, it won't be exposed. A few pages of the diary are worth several pounds; the return rate is too high... Luo En was already conceiving the subsequent plot of Rosell's romantic history.