The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 772

Chapter 772: Chapter 623, Genius Improvement (One more update today)._2 Chapter 772: Chapter 623, Genius Improvement (One more update today)._2 Matiu nodded with a smile, “It seems we’ve arrived early.”

“This time, they’ve invited quite a number of people, from all different races, which is truly rare,” Magnoro glanced around.

Besides the human race’s merchant caravans, one could also see merchant teams from other races.

Elves, short people, dwarves were all present.

Inviting a merchant guild was nothing special, but inviting so many different racial merchant guild members was not a simple matter.

It also sufficiently proved that the Island Master was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Matiu continued, “Mr. Magnoro, have you visited the Island Master yet?”

“I was delayed due to some matters, I’ll visit the Island Master after things settle down,” Magnoro said softly.

Matiu didn’t really care whether the other party had visited or not and went on to say, “I heard that the first few visitors received a pen as a gift, but the later visitors didn’t get such treatment.”

Magnoro smiled and said, “We haven’t lacked for experiences, these things are also not worth fussing over.”

“That’s true,” Matiu agreed.

…

While they were talking, the exhibition officially began.

The barriers in front of them opened, and people began to walk inside in groups of three or five.

Even though today only representatives from the merchant guilds and some important dignitaries were invited, they all brought guards or attendants, making the crowd look quite substantial.

Passing through the corridor, they entered the first floor of the exhibition hall.

Tall ceilings, bright chandeliers, and meticulously designed booths were arranged in an orderly fashion.

The first floor area was dedicated to lifestyle items and utensils.

Exquisitely crafted dining ware, intricately carved decorative pieces, brightly colored, tightly woven fabrics.

And decorative pieces rarely seen on the market.

The moment one entered the hall, it was like a treasure trove that felt like entering a grand palace.

“Wow, simply a genius idea.”

“To think it’s been improved to this extent…”

Noisy exclamations arose from the Central District.

The shouts attracted everyone’s attention, and more and more people gathered towards that spot.

In the middle of the hall was a small booth that occupied a modest space.

Displayed in the glass showcase were several different styles of pens, and on the large screen in the middle, an elegant elf girl could be seen using the pen, smoothly writing down text.

“They’ve actually transformed the quill into this.”

“It’s Gold and Silver Island’s merchandise, whoever thought of this must be a genius.”

“I feel like it was invented by the Island Master himself; he must have noticed the inconveniences of a quill pen and made improvements.”

“Such a frightening young man.”

“Yes, his future achievements must be incredible,” people whispered among themselves.

Meanwhile, some approached the counter to inquire about the prices and conditions for collaboration.

…

More and more people gathered in the center until several layers had formed.

Some, seeing that they could not squeeze in, simply decided to go up to the second floor.

The exhibition hall on the second floor was a bit dimly lit, showing weapons and armor.

Swords and blades, crossbows were displayed on weapon racks, and various styles of armor and leather armor hung on the walls.

From different races, different types.

Equally myriad.

However, when everyone followed the exhibition around to the inner middle position.

Everyone’s eyes widened once again.

In the glass showcase were displayed goods, and the screen above showed images of an alchemist distilling elixirs while timing the process.

“It’s the pocket watch! Mentioned in the latest story, the Great Detective’s tale is indeed true.”

“It’s not a pocket watch; it says wristwatch on it, it must also be something that’s been improved.”

“Being able to precisely measure time, it’s really suitable for alchemists.”

“It’s also a product of the Island Lord’s Mansion; how does he have so many things?”

“Let’s go up to the third floor, to see what’s up there?”

“Let’s go, to the third floor,” the crowd urged, heading for the stairwell and making their way to the third floor.

…

On the third floor, the items for sale were elixirs, magical scrolls, and magical props.

Everyone surged to the third floor.

They glanced over the other booths.

Heading directly towards the position of the Central District.

As they got closer, everyone’s steps paused.

The Central District’s booth was even smaller, only about four or five square meters, and inside the glass cabinet, a bottle of elixir was displayed.

And around it, two layers of skeletons had gathered.

Clad in armor, longswords hanging from their waists.

“Damn, what kind of elixir needs such a grand display?”

The crowd hesitated for a moment. Seeing no danger occurring and with the sounds of urging coming from the staircase.

They still moved forward to get a closer look.

Frowning, they looked carefully at the elixir.

The elixir was enclosed in a glass case, and the potion bottles used were the same as those for ordinary healing potions.

On the left and right, there were two authentication certificates.

The one on the left was from the association, naming the elixir [Strength-enhancing potion], with effects that refined the constitution, enhanced bodily functions, and strengthened the self.

The certificate on the right was from the Snake Badge Consortium, naming the elixir [Strengthening potion], with effects that included enhancing the body, including but not limited to strength, constitution, and other attributes.

Different from the excitement on the lower floors, the crowd of spectators was silent, save for those behind who didn’t know what was happening,
who kept asking what was going on, what was being sold, and the like.

For the wealthy tycoons and nobles present, personal improvement or life extension was the most pressing matter of the moment.

After exchanging looks, one of them asked, “This elixir, is it for sale by the Island Lord’s Mansion? How is it sold?”

In front of the showcase stood a rabbit girl with drooping ears, who said with a smile, “It is a product for sale by the Island Lord’s Mansion, but at present, it is only for display, the method of sale will be announced later.”

No one was surprised by this response.

In fact, they found it quite reasonable; if it could be mass-produced, then such elixirs wouldn’t be a rare commodity anymore.