I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 353: Chapter 239 Follow Your King Forever
 

‘I wonder if this sword, when struck upon Howard, could actually burn this brat to death?’

Chen Lun speculated secretly.

As a Destiny Faction Saint with Sequence Ability similar to my own, he likely knows what I know, and what I don’t, he surely excels even more…

‘But he definitely isn’t as tough as I am… According to the third Supernatural Law, the Supernatural Asymmetry Law, even those of the same Sequence possess abilities that are not exactly alike.

Even if this guy uses a BOSS Template, he couldn’t possibly have the resilience of high-ranking beings from the Sun, Deep Sea, or Flesh Sequences, so he should be a glass cannon.

However…’

He thought to himself, frowning again.

‘Howard is, after all, a Sequence Three Dramatist, having undergone a supernatural transformation, belonging to the category of Mythical creatures. It’s probably not easy to kill him.

After all, that would be an overwhelming advantage in terms of the Life Hierarchy, a complete disparity in supernatural power. Only when I ascend to a High Sequence, becoming a Mythical creature myself, will I have a chance to completely kill him!’

Chen Lun’s eyes were resolute.

He had already regarded Howard as his ultimate target. Since he had to follow the Path of Destiny, sooner or later he would have to face this formidable enemy.

Oscar, the one who seemed to be an Angel of Destiny, for some unknown reason, schemed against Howard, indirectly shielding me from Howard’s interference.

In the short term, Howard likely won’t come to trouble me again, but I must not become complacent. I must stay alert and prepare early.

“Challenge destiny, huh… Well, let’s wait and see.”

Chen Lun took a deep breath.

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The next day.

Early in the morning, Chen Lun was busy in the basement.

Previously, on the train, he had made a large sum of money from the senior guild members of Dongyang Chenxi, amounting to over fifty thousand Gold Pounds.

From it, he took out ten thousand Gold Pounds and commissioned the Silver Dragon Trade Association to continue purchasing supernatural materials, but this time, he demanded higher quality.

People strive for higher places, and water flows to the lower spots.

Chen Lun no longer cared for ordinary supernatural materials; he wanted to brew more advanced Supernatural Wine.

The leftover materials could also provide Floey with Mystical Accumulation, and the produced Mysterious Objects, whether good or bad, could serve as “goods” and be sold to players.

At this stage, players wouldn’t be picky; even Mysterious Objects that seemed trivial to Chen Lun would be treasured in their hands.

It was a virtuous cycle, one fish feeding many.

“You know, money lost can be earned back, but if you lose your conscience… then you can earn even more.”

Chen Lun sighed.

“No, wait, how could I be such a person? I am a helpful friend to the players, their guide, a kind and just Mr. Jack… It’s the Silver Pot Knight Flun who does all these things, it has nothing to do with me, Jack.”

He shook his head slightly, hands moving continuously.

Soon, a jar of supernatural brew was completed, costing roughly 300 Gold Pounds’ worth of supernatural materials.

Due to the scarcity of higher-grade supernatural materials, even the Silver Dragon Trade Association, widespread throughout the Empire, couldn’t gather the desired amount at once, so they agreed to deliver it in three batches.

Last night’s first batch of materials, worth 3000 Gold Pounds, had arrived. There weren’t many, only about twenty portions. After preliminary pairing and sorting, Chen Lun estimated that he could brew six to seven bottles, with the unused ones for Floey.

Chen Lun bottled the liquid, picking up a bottle and gently shaking it.

The pale yellow liquid swirled along the glasses’ inner walls, like the evening sunset, splendid and mesmerizing.

Before bottling, Chen Lun had tasted it, and the effects of this wine even surpassed the “Crane Top Green” and “Sage Time” he had previously given to Akebin Drake.

The taste was also even more delightful.

Chen Lun categorized this level of Supernatural Wine as “premium.”

While it couldn’t compare to the “Mythical” level of “Blood Wine,” it was far superior to ordinary Supernatural Wine.

“Well, I’ll aim to use up the materials in the next two days and turn them into finished products.”

Chen Lun was full of motivation, knocked back a Thirst-quencher to replenish his Physical Strength, and then continued Brewing.

Three days passed quickly.

Apart from the daily necessities of eating and sleeping, Chen Lun spent all his time in the basement, exceeding by one day, but it was no big deal.

At this moment.

Neatly arrayed on the workbench were six bottles of beautifully colored Supernatural Wine.

All of “premium” quality.

‘These wines, whether used as BUFF amplifiers or exchanged for Combat Power support at the Murder Club, are excellent items.’

Chen Lun admired his handiwork, thoroughly satisfied.

The number of Supernatural Brewmasters is scarce, and those who reach Chen Lun’s level are even rarer.

There’s no other secret; it’s just about adding Skill Points.

Even among the player community with character panels, very few can acquire the Brewmaster Sub Occupation. Add to that the scarcity of Skill Points and the cost of supernatural materials, and virtually no player is willing to walk this path.

“Since I’ve promised Akebin and Drake, then I must deliver… two bottles of ‘premium’ Supernatural Wine.”

Chen Lun picked two bottles from the six on the bench and knocked on the Murder Club’s token, an empty glass, calling for the faceless server.

He handed a letter and the two bottles of wine to the server’s tray, to be delivered to Akebin and Drake, and then added two Gold List coins as a tip.

“Please rest assured, Mr. Qiaoke, I will deliver them.”@@novelbin@@