Astral Apostle

Due to the hunters' effect, the apothecary suddenly became lively, breaking the silence of the past few days.

In the next few days, the rumors became more and more mysterious.

At first, it was just an interesting story of "dozens of hunters buying medicine together." Later on, it gradually became "The Empire's Hunters officially certified the products of Bill's Apothecary to be excellent."

Many things were happening in the capital daily, but this rumor had recently become a hot topic. It was not only because the residents were watching the show but also because Zhou Jing had secretly spent money to find children on the streets to walk around and shout about it.

Zhou Jing knew the effect of the advertisement very well. He even made up a simple but memorable advertising slogan and taught it to the children to hype up his "brand."

— "Bill's Apothecary, given the Hunter's stamp of approval!"

This catchphrase was demonically addictive, making the citizens inexplicably remember the name "Bill's Apothecary."

As the news spread, many residents of the capital came over. The pharmacy was no longer deserted, and there were endless customers.

The repeat customer effect also erupted. Customers who had previously bought potions also visited for the second time.

These repeat customers were basically here for the Energy Potion. This was the most popular potion so far.

There was nothing special about it. It was just that "delicious"!

After all, food and sex were natural. In this world that lacked entertainment, exchanging human body fluids was the greatest source of happiness.

And a potion that could amplify this sensory stimulation was akin to a nuclear-level existence.

Although it was a little different from what Zhou Jing had expected, the reputation of the pharmacy had indeed been established among the people at an unprecedented speed.

However, a consensus was formed in the hearts of the capital's residents in half a month.

This was the capital's No.1 Aphrodisiac Apothecary!

With an invincible momentum, he swept through the entire capital's aphrodisiac industry!

Zhou Jing did not expect that Apostle #003's most troublesome life goal, "Building a City Monopoly Industry," would be the first to be close to success.

This was really an unimaginable path.

The business was booming, and a large number of customers came to ask for potions every day. His door's threshold was almost broken from all the feet stepping on it.

Not only did the commoners buy it, but many of the tribe's blood relatives and court officials had also heard of it. They secretly sent people to purchase energy potions and specially instructed them not to tell anyone.

As there were a lot of customers every day, there was now a team of guards specifically patrolling the area to maintain order.

Zhou Jing was quite tactful and gave the guards a few Energy Potions for free. These guards were deeply touched. Not only did they help him maintain order, but they also helped him attract customers. Even more, guards became loyal customers of the apothecary as a result.

There was a large amount of demand every day. Zhou Jing's production alone could not keep up, so he was running out of energy potions every day.

In the high-intensity potion production, his Pharmacology knowledge increased rapidly, and he quickly reached Lv5, the stage of Instinct.

At this stage, he was already considered an elite pharmacist. Coupled with his [Apothecary] talent and [Item Analysis Function], his level of potion-making was already comparable to a master.

However, this third apostle, Bill, had also become famous in the capital in a subtle way…

People called him an aphrodisiac master!

Zhou Jing didn't mind at all. It didn't matter if he was infamous. A bad name was still a name.

However, he also heard some bad rumors. It seemed that some of his peers despised him as a person who made "aphrodisiacs" and expressed their disdain on many occasions.

It would probably be difficult to enter the Empire Workshop with such a reputation.

However, Zhou Jing did not care. What he was really betting on was the Hunter Potion. The Hunter Group was the true authority. He was just waiting for someone to see through his appearance and see his astonishing ability to improve the formula and make medicine.

Meanwhile, his apothecary was making a lot of money every day. Zhou Jing made a lot of money, but it also brought trouble. Many merchants in the capital were jealous of this profitable potion. They came to seek cooperation, and some even wanted to buy the formula.

Zhou Jing rejected all of them. He was not really doing this to earn money.

Although he had gained fame, the superficial and unpresentable reputation of an aphrodisiac master was not enough to become a protective talisman for him.

Money moved people's hearts. As a "foreigner," he was naturally targeted.

...

At night, in a dark alley somewhere, five masked men leaned against the shadows and chatted softly.

"I've already asked around. Bill, the one who makes aphrodisiacs, will take this path home every day. When he comes over, we'll tie him up and ask him for the formula for that potion." The leader played with a dagger, his tone sinister.

Someone was worried. "What if Bill's Energy Potion isn't just because the formula has changed, but because it was made well?"

"Impossible. I've asked another pharmacist. He says that Bill must have changed the formula," the leader replied flatly. After thinking for a moment, he said coldly, "But that's not important. Let's capture him and go to a city further away. We'll let him make potions for us and earn a fortune!"

Everyone nodded excitedly.

They were a local street gang in the capital. They lived in the dirty and messy shantytown and usually roamed around the various districts to commit petty crimes, such as stealing, burglary, and robbing passersby. They often struggled to survive.

This time, they took the risk to sneak into the well-disciplined Furnace District to commit this crime.

The business of Bill's Apothecary was booming, and the boss was just a foreigner, a weak pharmacist…

They felt that if they did not take action, it would be a waste of an opportunity and potential to live a carefree life.

"I heard that this Bill has a good relationship with a certain hunter. Will that be a problem?" Someone couldn't help but ask when he thought of this.