I love lolis

The moment he appeared in the trading area,

a stream of flashing advertisements appeared in Lynn's vision.

The corner of Lynn's mouth twitched.

This was absurd beyond belief!

It was just like opening a webpage only to have hundreds of ads pop up at once. A total information bombardment!

But Lynn paid them no mind.

After entering the trading area, he found several new functions in the rune on his wrist.

[Shop Teleportation]: Enter the corresponding number and name to teleport directly into the space containing a particular shop.

[Shop Creation]: Spend 10,000 Skeleton Coins to create your own shop.

[Formula Trading]: Visit a designated trading area for high-value items to access auction and purchasing services.

Without another word,

Lynn selected [Shop Creation].

He already had more than thirty thousand Skeleton Coins on him, so he could certainly create his own shop in the Vision Realm.

After entering [Bloodsaw Apothecary] and its address in Wandering Soul Alley, Lynn clicked submit.

But the next moment, a notification appeared before him: "Duplicate information."

Lynn pondered.

"Could my teacher have already created a shop with the same name in the Vision Realm?"

That was certainly possible.

After all, his teacher was a native creature of the Dark World and had clearly gained access to the [Vision Realm] long ago. There was no reason he wouldn't know about this place.

"Teleport! Bloodsaw Apothecary!"

Without another word,

Lynn entered the corresponding name and clicked teleport.

Blue light flickered around him.

Lynn abruptly opened his eyes and found himself in a cramped, self-contained space that looked to be less than fifty square meters.

Above the shop before him, several large words stood out.

[Bloodsaw Apothecary]

Lynn immediately spotted the distinctive Blood Saw symbol beside the Potion Shop.

Yes!

This was definitely his teacher's Potion Shop!

That Blood Saw emblem was his teacher's personal mark.

Lynn raised his head, looked at the empty storefront, and instinctively reached out to push the door.

A line of blood-red text instantly appeared before him.

[No authorization detected. Please enter the shop passphrase.]

"Passphrase?" Lynn rubbed his chin uncertainly and murmured to himself,

"So you can set a password, too? Still, since this is my teacher's shop, he probably wouldn't mind if I went inside."

After some thought,

Lynn decided to give it a try.

Although he didn't know his teacher particularly well, their daily time together had taught him a few of his habits.

"Sizzling muscle men."

[Incorrect passphrase. Access denied.]

"Single for two hundred years."

[Incorrect passphrase. Access denied.]

"My apprentice is the cutest."

[Incorrect passphrase. Access denied.]

"..."

Lynn straightened his face and thought for a moment. Then, with dead-fish eyes, he said gravely,

"I. Love. Lolis!"

[Correct passphrase. Access granted.]

Click-

The shop door before him slowly opened.

Lynn: "..."

Sure enough, his teacher had used that vile fetish as the passphrase again. It was exactly the same as the safe's password.

Lynn entered the shop without any trouble.

Once inside, Lynn confirmed that this so-called Vision Realm was indeed far beyond those so-called virtual worlds.

You could bring real-world objects into this world.

This was undoubtedly an incredibly efficient realm of advanced technology.

However, there wasn't anything particularly rare in the shop. The potions stored here weren't much different from the stock in their little shop.

Clearly,

his teacher didn't place much importance on this shop in the Vision Realm.

But it made sense when he thought about it.

Every visit cost 500 Skeleton Coins, and it also required a Vision Realm Stone, which was clearly a consumable. For an ordinary creature, running a shop here would definitely be a money-losing venture.

"But it looks like he's been keeping up with the daily maintenance."

Lynn opened the shop interface.

He discovered that the shop still held 4,000 Skeleton Coins to cover its daily fees.

To Lynn's surprise, the shop in the Vision Realm even had logs he could consult.

Lynn browsed through them.

[Day 90: Sold a complete set of Adult Wailing Curse Demon organs. Income: 5 Black Skull Coins.]

[Day 93: Sold Hell-Binding Demon head x1. Income: 1 Black Skull Coin.]

[Day 95: Rest.]

[Day 97: Sold Soul-Devouring Eyeball x2. Income: 2 Black Skull Coins.]

As he read the logs, Lynn couldn't help widening his eyes.

"My teacher really does love his side businesses!"

Lynn remembered it clearly.

Around the dates listed in those logs, his teacher had indeed returned from his outings carrying several bloody sacks each time, then headed straight into the operating room. Lynn had often heard the sounds of meat being chopped inside.

So the Potion Shop was merely a front.

His teacher's real source of income was selling these monsters' organs!

Lynn sucked in a breath.

Still, this gave him some idea of his teacher's strength. The names alone made it clear that the monsters listed in those sales logs were extremely powerful.

Lynn continued browsing.

Then Lynn's gaze settled on one of the most recent entries.

[Day 105: An old friend from the Demon Association came to see me and invited me to the Hanged Man Tower to investigate some strange incidents that have recently occurred within the association. I left the Demon Association ten years ago. It's rather odd that they're approaching me now...]

Lynn checked the date.

This entry had been written three days ago.

It seemed this was why his teacher had left two days earlier.

"The Hanged Man Tower? The Demon Association?"

Lynn pondered.

Clearly,

this had to be an organization in the Dark World, and his teacher had once been one of its members.

But he didn't know much about it. As he was merely a well-behaved apprentice, his teacher had no reason to tell him more.

Lynn shook his head.

"Still, if an old friend invited him, my teacher probably won't run into any trouble."

Lynn closed his eyes.

Soon, he put those matters out of his mind.

Right now, his top priorities were making money, promoting his products, and building his reputation!

Now that he had a broader platform like the Vision Realm,

he had to make full use of his advantages as someone who had transmigrated!

He quickly left the Vision Realm.

Logged off.

Rushing all the way to the backyard, Lynn swiftly prepared the various ingredients needed to brew his potions.

If he wanted to establish himself in the Vision Realm,

the most important thing was having enough products worth showing off!

The [Critical Hit Potion] and [Flesh Regeneration Potion] formulas he possessed were both unique, top-quality recipes obtained from the system.

And the Critical Hit Potion had already proven itself an excellent potion for increasing combat strength!

He firmly believed

that these two potions would find a vast market in the Vision Realm!

[Origin-level biological tissue x1], [Explosive fruit pulp x1], [Hell clover x4], [Black Bat wing x1], and so on.

He roughly listed the ingredients for the Critical Hit Potion.

The other ingredients were relatively ordinary.

But for origin-level biological tissue, he only had some tooth fragments left behind by that Headhunter. After his last brewing session, his remaining supply would probably be enough for about thirty bottles.

If he wanted to mass-produce it,

he would clearly need more sources of supply.

For now, though, it was more than enough!

Without another word, Lynn took the ingredients to the potion-brewing room and began brewing Critical Hit Potions.

Bubble, bubble-

Light the fire, set up the pot, brew.

[Ding! You have brewed Critical Hit Potion x1.]

[Ding! You have brewed Critical Hit Potion x1.]

[Ding! You have brewed Critical Hit Potion x1.]

Accompanied by the system notifications,

two hours flew by.

And he now had thirty bottles of shit-yellow and shit-red potion.