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"You..."

Everything Qian Jin said was correct. "How is this possible?" All of his thoughts were guessed by this person.

"It doesn’t matter which one you pick..." Qian Jin sighed. "You better go back and cancel this experiment. Of course...

A series expression appeared on Qian Jin’s face as he calculated with his fingers. "If you can go back in ten minutes, otherwise... the formula..."

Qian Jin shrugged his shoulders and said, "Pharmaceutical potions sometimes explode as well."

"Explode? Rush back?" "Slovin felt like he was dreaming. "I’m being told by a warrior that my potion making is bad? What? And he told me that my potion would explode?" He thought.

"Yeah, rush back..." Qian Jin said with an earnest expression on his face. "If you go back now, there would still be time."

"Explode?"

Slovin laughed. "This young man is severely injured, otherwise he won’t say crazy stuff like this."

York Leigh now finally got it. Although Qian Jin was talking to him softly, he was telling the president of Pharmacist Union Slovin that his formula was wrong.

"My God." Leigh cried in his mind. "Did Qian Jin’s head really get hit by Ray Zhen that hard?"

"Looks like..." Slovin nodded seriously and said, "I need to make you some potion to treat injuries to the brain. Too bad that I was only told you had only physical injuries. Since you are injured this severely, I need to find a pharmacist who specializes in brain damage to heal you up."

Leigh quickly took the potion and said, "Then thank you for running around."

"That’s ok." Slovin looked back at Qian Jin from the courtyard and said, "He is a good warrior, but too bad his brain was damaged. I hope we can still save him."

Qian Jin took the potion from Leigh and gave it a smell. "This potion is not bad, but it emphasized the speed of healing, so some ingredients are wasted in here. But if he wanted speed, putting the Six-Colored Grass that you can buy on the street in here would double the speed..."

Leigh looked at Qian Jin and thought, "This is kid’s head really... Six-Colored Grass is a low-class ingredient that you can find in the countryside."

"Mr. Mayor, I know about pharmaceuticals as well." Qian Jin took out a Six-Colored Grass from his Warrior Dimension and squeezed its juicy into the potion. "President Slovin got caught up on using high-grade ingredients, but he ignored the effectiveness of low-class ingredients. Sometimes, better ingredients didn’t mean better effects."

"You... know pharmaceuticals?"

Leigh almost choked on his own drool. "Where did this warrior come from? Did he master forging and knows about pharmaceuticals? Could he be the gifted son of the gods?" He thought.

Marc Gavin peeked at York Leigh as he laughed quietly. He felt really good since he was so shocked by this young man that he almost peed his pants. Now, he finally understood why Fabreidis felt when he was standing next to him.

"Damn! It feels so good! An influential character who had seen stuff getting shocked by the young warrior again and again..." Marc Gavin couldn’t think of anything else that would be more thrilling.

"Can you get me a room?" Qian Jin asked Lee Torte who wasn’t far away. Due to his injuries, going back to the Torrent Battle Fort in a rocky carriage would be too much.

"Yes, of course."

Lee Torte ran out, arranged everything, and got Qian Jin a big clean room. After Lee Torte carefully placed Qian Jin’s stretcher onto the bed, he watched Qian Jin putting on medicine and wrapping himself up without help from anyone. Qian Jin’s techniques looked so smooth that Lee Torte felt like he was a pharmacist rather than a blacksmith or a warrior.

Qian Jin lied on the bed and recalled the battle he went through. The third Warrior-Heart! "According to the rule of Soul Power being birthed from Warrior Hearts, then how many different Soul Powers would I have? Three?" He thought.

"If I do have three different Soul Powers, what would they look like and what are their abilities?" Qian Jin wondered. However, he knew that he had to ask Enlak after going through that one versus one hundred challenge.

One against a hundred? Qian Jin was curious. With the third Warrior-Heart in place, his strength increased again. Although his warrior power didn’t increase, the cycle speed increased a lot. In fact, his cycle speed was beyond any level 9 Demon Slayer.

Even if he had to face Qian Wushan when he was a level 9 Demon Slayer, Qian Jin was confident that he would win.

"Qian Wushan? Level 9 Demon Slayer?" Qian Jin mocked himself. "Why would he lower his strength and battle with me on the level of level 9 Demon Slayer? There were only powerful and weak warriors. Asking someone to battle on my own level is already a sign of weakness."

"Hey, Qian Jin." Marc Gavin pushed opened the door and walked in. Behind him, there was the mayor, York Leigh, and the Underground King, Jun Wudo.

"Uncle."

Qian Jin greeted them but he didn’t sit up as he physically couldn’t.

Manager Xian Qiang who was guarding the door peeked into the room. Half of the leaders of the forces in Yulee were here because of that young man.

Qian Jin then greeted York Leigh. With a bit of awkwardness, he didn’t recall telling Lee Torte to call the mayor of the city. What he was about to do was definitely against the law of Zence.

Right now, the mayor of the city, the one who should enforce the law of Zence was right here.

York Leigh was also a little bit embarrassed. Qian Jin didn’t invite him this time, but he came anyway. He had no choice since this kid controlled his future.

"Even if I’m not invited..." York Leigh curled his lips. He had to get more contact with President Qian. Although Qian Jin promised him that he would get a Soul Weapon, it would be safer for him to keep a close relationship with Qian Jin.

The room fell into a strange silence. Since York Leigh wanted to stay there to build up the relationship, Qian Jin couldn’t really speak to Jun Wudo and Marc Gavin about what he wanted to do.

"Cough..."

York Leigh coughed dryly and broke the awkward silence. He looked up at Qian Jin and said, "President Qian, I think the Ray Family has been posing threats to the safety of Yulee. If they continue to be here, Yulee would get chaotic."

Qian Jin opened his eyes big and wide. "No wonder he is the mayor. He knew what I wanted to talk about with these two just by staying here."

"Hehe..." York Leigh rubbed his nose as a proud expression appeared on his face. At least he was the mayor, so he was able to guess what was going on in Qian Jin’s mind. Actually, if he was in Qian Jin’s shoes, he would do the same thing.

"This kind of stuff... it should be reported to the Holy City first..." York Leigh dragged out his voice. "But I’m afraid that the safety of Yulee would deteriorate if we wait any longer."

Marc Gavin and Jun Wudo looked at each other and smiled. That was for sure. Both of them knew that Qian Jin probably wanted to get rid of the Ray Family. It would be better to sacrifice some short-term profits for the long-term peace.

"For the safety of Yulee, I would have to rely on President Qian, President Marc, and President Jun." York Leigh stood up and looked at the three people. "My people aren’t enough to press them down, so I would need to rely on you three to coordinate with my men to maintain the safety of the residents."

Qian Jin was a little surprised. "This mayor sure acts fast. He guessed my thoughts and actively participated in it." He thought.

Jun Wudo and Marc Gavin both looked at York Leigh with admiration. "No wonder he climbed to the position of the mayor. He quickly chose a side and followed it through."

"Mr. Mayor, you are a real hero for the residents of Yulee." Jun Wudo said, "I, Jun Wudo, and my Wudo Group would follow your lead."

"Trust me, Mr. Mayor." Marc Gavin rolled up his sleeve and revealed his thick arms. "This time, I will bring a team of elites myself. All the Yulee!"