Chapter 60
Han Ning paced with his hands behind his back and spoke slowly.

"The purpose of analyzing the ingredients of medicinal wine is nothing more than imitation, to seize the market at a lower cost, squeeze out competitors, and monopolize this business."

"That's right! We've always operated like this." Papp said.

"But not this time."

Han Ning sighed.

"The formula of this kind of medicinal wine is not complicated, and there are no particularly expensive or rare medicinal materials. The difficulty lies in the preparation method."

"I tried to imitate it, but it was too difficult and the yield rate was too low!"

"All technical difficulties will eventually be converted into costs."

"Imitating this medicinal wine, the final price will be at least twice as high as that of Pan's Winery!"

"This kind of unprofitable business is not worth bothering about."

Papp scratched his head, and asked in a low voice: "Since this is the case, why is the wine shop in Pan Sen Martial Arts Hall selling so cheaply? Isn't it really a loss of money?"

"Maybe they have mastered a more sophisticated bartending technique." Han Ning guessed.

"I'm going to catch that kid who guards the gate of the wine shop and torture him severely. Maybe I can dig out the secret recipe from him!"

Papp looked hideous.

Han Ning glared at him with cold eyes.

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Such a precious craft, if it were you, would you tell a kid who guards the gate?"

"Except for Pan Sen and his precious daughter, it is impossible for anyone else in the martial arts hall to know this secret."

"Pan Sen Martial Arts, we can't afford to offend."

"But, it's not worth it just for a medicinal wine formula! Do you understand?"

"Teacher, I understand." Papp lowered his head in frustration.

Although unhappy.

However, he had to admit that the teacher was right.

There are plenty of lucrative deals in the world, so it's not worthwhile to gnaw at the tough bone of Pan's Distillery.

……

After the turmoil in the wine shop subsided, a rumor emerged in the academy.

It is said that the secret recipe of Pan's medicinal wine is in the hands of Pan Sen and his daughter, and it will be used as a dowry for Tan Ya in the future.

In other words, except for Tanya's future husband-in-law.

In this world, it is impossible for a third person to know the secret recipe.

"Alan! Why are you spreading such rumors?"

Angrily, Tan Ya went to Men Xingshi to question her.

"Because I'm afraid of being kidnapped, tortured, and forced to ask about the secret recipe."

Alan was as honest as ever.

"If I am half as good as my senior sister, I don't have to worry about it."

"Well... think about it carefully, there is no other way."

Tanya scratched her head, and easily forgave the little junior who pushed herself out as a shield.

"However, there is one thing I still can't figure out!"

"My friends in the Department of Natural Sciences all said that if we make our medicinal wine according to the normal process, unless the price doubles, we will definitely lose money!"

Tan Ya widened her black and white eyes, which were full of curiosity.

"Little brother, how do you sell wine at a low price and still make money?"

Allen spread his hands, his face full of helplessness.

"Senior Sister, you may not believe me when I tell you, but I just use ordinary operation methods."

"As for why it is difficult for others to bring out that taste, only I can succeed 100%?"

"Maybe, this is talent."

……

In fact, Han Ning has already analyzed [-]% of the formula of medicinal wine.

Only the last key material is blindly missed.

Allen spit in the medicine material.

This is his secret recipe.

A recipe that cannot be copied.

……

The Inheritance Island, where the Warlock Academy is located, is located in the southern waters, with a mild climate all year round, and it does not snow or freeze in winter.

This made Allen, who came from Kunt Island with four distinct seasons, quite uncomfortable.

Before you notice the arrival of winter, winter has already gone.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, another year is about to end.

Unknowingly, Alan has been in the Warlock Academy for more than half a year.

Under the careful guidance of the mentor Pan Sen and the senior sister Tan Ya.

After more than half a year of hard work, he finally touched the threshold of being promoted to a first-rank warlock!

Meditation world.

Another snowy winter.

Another bloody and brutal war.

The flames of war have been burning for more than two months.

Finally came the moment to decide the outcome.

Frostfall hills, tops of snow-capped mountains.

Augustine of the Iron Maw Clan.

Alan, the poisonous demon of the Xueshan clan.

Chiefs of two ogre tribes, king to king.

Fighting to the death!

The first stage of the duel.

Allen and Augustine, regardless of the outcome.

We have now entered the second phase.

Augustine, burst out with real power!
Power derived from the noble dragon bloodline!

"Great ancestor spirit!"

"Immortal dragon!"

"Give me the power to defeat powerful enemies!"

Half-green dragon ogre Augustine, standing on the top of the snow mountain.

Raise your arms high and pray to God!
His prayer reverberated deep in his veins.

Received a response from the Green Dragon Ancestral Spirit!

Crackling! !
Augustine, with bones and muscles all over his body, made a crisp sound like fried beans.

The original three-meter-high figure suddenly became huge again!
The height is over six meters, and the weight has increased to eight times, which is four tons!

With an unreasonable attitude, the rapidly expanding body severely tore through the animal skin pants.

The muscles that are as strong as large chunks of granite are exposed!

The surface of the muscles is covered with a large piece of hard green dragon scales!
Even more terrifying is yet to come.

Behind Augustine's shoulder blades, two balls of flesh swelled up.

Under Alan's surprised gaze.

With a pop, the two balls of meat split apart simultaneously.

A pair of dragon wings covered with green scales stretched out from it!

This is Augustine's hole card - the transformation of returning to the ancestors!
Now he doesn't have many characteristics of an ogre.

It looks more like a green dragon standing upright.

The heavy body crushes the fragile ice.

The thick lower limbs and dragon tail slowly sank in the ice and snow.

However, when he spread his wide wings.

It becomes like a light bird, soaring into the sky with the wind.

Augustine spread his wings and soared, overlooking his tiny opponent.

Sigh like a poet.

"Ah, this is destiny..."

"So beautiful, yet so cruel."

"I thought that I finally met an evenly matched opponent."

"Finally, we can fight to our heart's content."

"However, when I really exerted my strength, I was disappointed to find that the opponent was so vulnerable."

"Blue boy, who do you think I am?"

"I am the son of Crothir, Prince of the Mountains!"

"Blue-skinned cub, what are you?!"

"Tell me, who is your father and who is your mother?"

"Are you of noble blood?"

"Do you have a glorious ancestral spirit?"

"You have nothing!"

"Where did you get the capital to challenge me?"

"Huh? Compared with me, do you deserve it?!"

"Even compared to ordinary ogres, you are a deformity with a disgusting complexion! An inferior!"

"In my eyes, you are a piece of garbage!!"

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