From Alchemy Apprentice to All-Powerful God King

"Who are you trying to fool, kid? I don't believe you. The gambling den should go and check!"

"Exactly, exactly, none of us believe it!"

As public anger grew, the casino had no choice but to go up and inspect Matthew's alchemy table.

But the result was that the demonic insect was indeed created, and there was no suspicion of cheating.

Even if there was cheating, the gambling dens in the Alchemy Arena would most likely turn a blind eye, since they didn't expect to make so much money this time.

The few hundred gold coins that Matthew and Luca won were completely insignificant compared to the thousands they lost betting on him.

"I actually lost to luck. I should have bet on him to win."

"Who knows? This kid's got some luck today. First he bet on Noah to win, and then he bet on himself to win."

The audience could only swallow their pride and accept their defeat.

However, Matthew did not leave, but continued to stand on the ring.

"Anyone else want to try? I think alchemy isn't that difficult, really."

These words caused the gamblers, who had initially resigned themselves to their fate, to turn and look at him with disbelief on their faces.

"That's outrageous!"

"Someone go and teach this kid a lesson!"

In an instant, the ability users were united in their hatred and regarded Matthew as their number one enemy, frantically calling for reinforcements in an attempt to get revenge.

Even Luca, who was standing to the side, didn't dare to make a sound, mainly because Matthew's move was too hateful.

Everyone was angry, but he still tried to fan the flames and cause trouble.

He could only secretly stake all his wealth on the sidelines.

Matthew, on the other hand, completely ignored the clamor from the crowd below.

Originally, he wanted to proceed gradually, win a few matches, and then stop once he had enough magic crystals to refine second-tier magic insects.

As a result, the game "Otherworld Records" immediately popped up a notification for a new tag.

[New tag detected: Public Enemy]

[Activation Condition: Successfully incite hostility towards you among the people in the casino. The more people who harbor hostility, the more you can affect their sanity.]

Good people don't live long, but evil people live on for a thousand years!

Matthew thought the new label was pretty good and worth a try.

After all, it can influence the other person's rationality. In other words, as long as they are on the opposite side, they will naturally dislike you and be influenced, thus revealing flaws or making mistakes.

"That's a good thing!"

It can be used in battles, alchemy competitions, or negotiations.

That's why he pulled this stunt.

Soon, a mage stepped onto the arena.

Looking at Matthew, who was almost a decade younger than him, he was initially a little embarrassed and offered some words of advice.

"Young man, if you're not comfortable with this, just admit defeat. Everyone's in a bad mood, so let's not make things too ugly."

Even if he won, he wouldn't gain much; on the contrary, bullying a newbie would make him feel a bit embarrassed.

However, Matthew raised an eyebrow at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, and spoke.

"Uncle, if you're afraid of losing, you can find someone else to play."

"You! You little brat, you've got guts!"

The mage, who had initially felt some remorse, now felt no guilt whatsoever, mainly because Matthew's words were just too infuriating.

Even the ability users in the audience were stunned for a moment.

"That's too arrogant! Gail, teach him a lesson!"

"That's right, Gail, you absolutely mustn't hold back. Let him see the power of a Grand Magister!"

Seeing the public outrage, Matthew's smile grew even brighter.

It wasn't that he had masochistic tendencies, but rather the ever-increasing number in the Otherworld Record.

[Public Enemy: Activation Progress 447/1000]

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[Public Enemy: Activation Progress 681/1000]

"We're still short by more than three hundred people. If we win this time and do it again, that should be enough."

As the betting time at the casino came to a halt.

The contest between Gail and Matthew on the stage officially began.

However, just like last time, Matthew did not make a move, but instead observed Gail's actions.

"He's here again?"

"Gail! Stop him! Don't let this kid learn it!"

But soon, someone spoke up to remind Gail to cover up all his materials and steps to prevent Matthew from secretly imitating them.

That's how he won last time; we absolutely must prevent it from happening again this time.

Gail listened to the advice and turned around, continuing to refine the product with her back to Matthew.

Seeing this, Matthew sneered, there was absolutely no need to hide the disposable magic insect.

When the other party took out the materials, he had already deduced the demonic insects that were being refined.

He then took out the same material and placed it on his alchemy table.

"Haha, kid, let's see how you practice this time! You can't imitate it anymore, can you?"

"Your luck won't last forever, and you won't win all the time!"

"You should just admit defeat and stop wasting everyone's time."

The crowd below the stage watched this scene and began to mock them. Even if the materials were seen, it would still be impossible to make the product if the refining techniques and recipe order could not be learned.

At that moment, Luca quietly slipped out of the crowd.

He was a little scared. Matthew's actions meant he was sure to win, but he really didn't know what to do after that.

At this moment, most of the people in the alchemy arena hoped that Matthew would lose.

"Hey, are you with that Matthew?"

Suddenly, someone called out to him, which startled him. He thought someone had come to ambush him.

Looking back, he saw Noah with blond curly hair, who was smiling and greeting him.

"It's you! You startled me."

Luca patted his chest, feeling a bit shaken, and found a seat.

"I haven't seen you in Moore City before. Are you new here?"

Noah asked with some curiosity. Although he didn't think the two of them were good people, they were interesting, so he came to say hello.

Luca nodded, neither explicitly stating nor denying, and instead asked:

"And you? I heard your 1,000-game losing streak was broken today, local?"

Noah then gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"I also came here two months ago, but I've been learning alchemy here every day. My skills are a bit lacking, and I haven't won a single game."

Upon hearing this, Luca's big eyes darted around, and he immediately thought of the news he had heard last night.

"You're here for the ruins of the Angelic Church too?"

"Not really. I just came here with my family to train. The ruins of the Angelic Church are not places that first-level ability users like us can participate in. You need at least third-level strength to protect yourself."

Hearing Noah's revelation, Luca immediately perked up, never expecting to encounter someone who knew the information.

Just as he was about to delve deeper and inquire about some important information, a chorus of wails suddenly erupted from below, drawing their attention down.

"No! My gold coins!"

"Tell me quickly, this is all fake!"

"How is this possible! Gale! How could you possibly make a mistake?!"