Alien world

Chapter 1522 Chapter 156. Super (Useless) Invention
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Annan stared at the inventor who walked in. He had his shoulders hunched and looked timid, a sign of a long-standing lack of confidence.

Things invented by such people are either useful or useless... Doesn't that seem like nonsense?
Annan was still analyzing blindly, so Young Master Dumbledore gestured for him to introduce himself.

"Uh... I invented a photosensitive drug. Apply it on your eyelids and then close your eyes, and it will feel like you are being illuminated by the sun..."

Annan sat up slightly. "Night vision potion? That's not uncommon. Or can you reduce the cost?" asked Dumbledore.

"It's either a night vision potion, or...it makes the eyes sensitive to light..." He became more and more hesitant.

Annan finally understood: his medicine would affect the retina, and closing his eyes would be like standing next to a light source.

"What's the use of this thing?" After turning around in his throat for several times, he said: "Do you want to sell the formula to us or seek a job?"

The inventor, who had been cowering just now, was surprised: "I can give the potion to Liberty City as long as I can stay!"

Annan asked Dumbledore for his opinion. He had no objection, saying that being able to invent potions would make him more useful than being a wizard's apprentice.

Annan smiled and said, "Welcome to become a member of the Mushroom House. But let's be clear, Liberty City never takes advantage of its own people. Um...how about I pay you 10 gold nars for your formula?"

Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are.

The black-robed cardinal who was watching was speechless, as if he felt that a mere 10 guineas was not worth arguing with the Son of God, and just regarded it as a loss when he went out.

There were a lot of alchemists who brought in inventions related to potions, and Annan seriously suspected that these were products they accidentally made while developing potions.

As for these magic potions that ordinary people couldn't make even if they tried deliberately, Annan accepted them all.

The problem is that Annan's kindness was not rewarded. Except for a few people who were grateful, most of the others thought that Annan was easy to fool, so much so that the rumor spread that "Annan, a warlock, does not know anything about alchemy."

It can be regarded as taking the blame for the Church of Wealth.

Annan really didn’t understand, but it didn’t matter, as long as someone else did.

Look at Dumbledore's happy smile, just like a farmer who picked a cheap and capable mule at the market.

Most people on the first day were there to join in the fun, and Annan thought the most useful person was just an alchemist who cultivated seedless apples.

In the next few days, as the slogan "I will make your dream come true" spread, alchemists from all over Middle-earth began to rush here, and more and more people came to take advantage of the situation.

Annan also changed. He was no longer as tolerant as he was at the beginning. All the alchemists who dared to bring junk formulas were screened out.

It was mainly Bishop Garcia who suggested it. Everyone knows you are doing this for the money, but at least you should put on a show...

After thinking about it, buying one hundred copies of the junk formula would only cost less than one ten-thousandth of 3000 million, and there was no need to offend the financial backer for this, so Annan followed the advice.

After driving away the guys who were cheating for free food and drink, there were still some alchemists left who could get something for nothing, but those who could pass the screening and stand in front of Annan must have some skills.

As for these capable people, Annan treats them equally - after all, they are not paying for it themselves.

You said you can make a simplified version of the Arcane Energy Core, but it will cost five figures for research? I, Annan Reeves, invested in this money!
You said that the berserk potion you invented has a very low probability of increasing the strength of ordinary people, and that you can increase it to a low probability by investing 3,000 gold nars? I will give you 30,000 gold nars, and you will make the probability 100% for me.

You said you have the secret to mass-producing magic wands and have made a finished product? How can you write your name on my stuff!
Another alchemist came with an invention: a metal structure with gears inside, which was driven by turning a lever to move forward. Annan threw out his money bag: "Take my money and get out of my car!"

As more useful inventions emerged, the speed at which money was spent increased significantly.

Annan was spending money happily, while the cardinal in black was watching closely with a sullen face, on guard against the Son of God doing anything rash.

It’s okay to scatter money in the city, they can pretend not to see it, but if the money is scattered to outsiders... they can tolerate it, but they cannot tolerate the doctrine.

Another inventor walked in. He had an exquisite hairstyle rarely seen in alchemists, and his lips were slightly pursed with an arrogant look on his face.

"I invented the snake cart, which can run on a fixed track. The more horses pulling the cart, the more cargo it can carry."

The more Annan listened, the more familiar it sounded. "Uh... unfortunately, we already have what you're talking about, and it's not a horse-drawn train. You can go to Liberty Station and take a look."

The young man’s face turned pale instantly, he stepped back several steps and fell to his knees.

"no no!!!"

If he had come a year earlier, he might have been treated as a guest of honor by Annan, but now he can only watch him howling to the sky... Some things are just so wonderful.

The distraught young man was dragged out. No new inventor appeared for a long time, only Losi came in.

"No one here?" Annan stretched lazily.

"Lord Annan, actually... I have always had a dream."

Annan stretched halfway and asked with a strange look on his face, "Why, is your dream to drag an iceberg from the Arctic too?"

"Huh? Has anyone thought of this too?"

"No, I was just kidding..." Annan put down his hand, smoothed the wrinkles of his wizard robe, and joked, "I didn't know you invented cells."

Luo Xi was as shy as a big boy: "I also want to make some contribution to Liberty City..."

"Begin your speech."

Luo Xi was well prepared. He pulled out a map from his breastplate and spread it out in front of Annan. He pointed to Liberty City first. "As we all know, Gem Bay lacks large rivers. It's okay in spring, but in summer we even have to rely on water elements to alleviate drought. As the population of Liberty City increases, this problem becomes more and more serious."

Annan and Idelia nodded slightly at the same time.

"The largest river in the North is the Planni River. It has many main streams, but unfortunately they all extend southeast, just avoiding us."

After introducing the preliminary situation, Luo Xi's finger moved up along the Planni River, came to the source of the Northern Snow Mountain, drew a circle, and poked hard: "But if we use explosives to blow a hole in the Northern Snow Mountain, let the abundant water vapor flow into the north, and then use the melted ice and snow in the summer, we can wash out a new river channel that flows into the Gem Bay!"

Luo Xi's face was full of ambition. Just as Annan was about to express his praise, two resentful glances came from the side - he knew who they were without having to think.

Putting away his admiration, Annan pondered and said, "Well... the Abandoned Snow Mountain is at least four or five thousand miles away from us. How much magic gunpowder is needed to blow up the mountain? How to avoid demons and ratmen... Let's not talk about it. Even if we make a new river, will we drink the bath water of ratmen and demons?"

(End of this chapter)