Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

The image of the Fishing King gradually took shape in the void.

It is a mysterious being sitting by the river, fishing alone for eternity. People, fish, boats, and cities prostrate themselves at its feet, receiving some kind of profound teaching.

Eve examines the oldest Logris texts, records of battles from the time of St. Joshua, and traces the fairy tales and nursery rhymes passed down from the Blackwater Hermitage.

Ten minutes later, Eve raised her hand and neatly arranged the pages of the book.

"The Fisher King spiritually controls His subordinates, preventing them from rebelling. There is also information confirming that the Fisher King gradually transforms His subordinates into aquatic animals. But there is no information suggesting that the Fisher King can indiscriminately dissolve living beings or return life to its original state. All Fisher King myths only talk about how He rules or protects Lundnium."

Gordon redirects the regeneration mother liquor.

"This thing has nothing to do with obedience. It makes people disappear. How can people who don't exist obey?" he pondered.

"Yes, so I guess the Fishing King obtained this power from another high-ranking being. This thing is most likely not the Fishing King's original authority."

"It's captivating, it makes people lose their senses."

"So it has at least some authority to 'dominate' it, and it is clear that the Fisher King used some sacred artifact to corrupt what He stole."

In the web in Gordon's mind, several nodes flickered, some of them connecting with each other, and something finally made sense.

"The Silver Fish Sacred Box." Gordon turned to Eve. "You said it's one of the Fish King's four sacred artifacts, a box?"

"Yes, the correct name is 'The Holy Box of Conception'."

Gordon quickly wrote a few lines on the paper.

[The Sacred Casket: The Fisherman King's treasure, used for procreation or storing something.]

[Exudate: Sacred Casket secretions, possessing the power to directionally guide and dominate aquatic organisms.]

[Unknown Primal Matter: Something that the Fishing King likely obtained from somewhere, possessing the power to dissolve all life and return it to its original state.]

[Rainbow Water: It dissolves all life and has a manipulative effect on humans.]

[The polluted blackwater river: diluted iridescent water; drinking too much of it can lead to blackwater syndrome.]

Gordon put down his pen.

"In other words, the Fisher King placed the Great Source Material it acquired into its treasure box, and used the secretions from the sacred box to imbue that Source Material with a dominant nature, transforming it into something it could use. Afterward, the Great Source Material continuously secreted iridescent water into the Blackwater River; when the concentration was high, it directly melted people, and when the concentration was low, it caused Blackwater Syndrome."

And lentils... are merely the aftershocks left by a large source substance!

How big must it be? Probably more than just large.

Eve looked at the answers Gordon had compiled.

They have never been closer to the answer to the mystery of the Blackwater River.

"So ultimately, we need to figure out where the Fishing King got such a divine, large-scale source material." Eve turned her gaze to the rainbow water.

"You said there was a high position?"

"Yes, the realm of higher beings contains all sorts of mysteries and gods. They call themselves 'Aion' and reside in the realm of light. After being defeated by Saint Joshua, the Fishing King continued to fish, possibly fishing for healing treasures from higher beings."

"We need to find a way to contact that high-ranking being; he'll see the Fishing King as a thief. Oh, right, Ningning…!" Gordon thought of that name.

A mermaid who loves Harold's sauce appeared in the pumping station. The Hermitage attempted to hunt down "Ningning". Mermaid scales and sacred crystal salt share the same color. The Fisher King's power comes from external high-level forces.

All this information now points to the same name.

"Ningning?" Eve looked up.

"The Blackwater Order has been searching for something called Ningning. After eliminating all the irrelevant answers and things we don't yet know, I now firmly believe that she is... a mermaid."

"Ah, mermaids are the kin of Aion's 'Baal,' and are sometimes mistaken for demons. This all makes sense. Perhaps Ningning is the messenger who came to this world to defeat the Fish King and retrieve the treasure for that god. That's why the Blackwater Hermitage doesn't intend to let her get close to the Fish King." Eve nodded naturally.

"Oh my god, senior!"

"what?"

"Before I met you, I was just aimlessly going about my business in this world." Gordon was shocked.

The situation is now very clear.

Find the mermaid you met at the Rice Pump Station, and you'll find the strongest help to defeat the Fishing King.

Ningning!

What a pleasant-sounding name! It sounds like it could knock the Fisher King flying with a single punch.

It turns out he had already found the answer to the problem from the beginning; now his goal has changed from searching the entire river to finding a mermaid.

Eve smiled.

"What can you give me in return? I think you're a very emotional person..." She stretched out her finger and circled it around Gordon's chest.

Gordon's heart was racing.

Eve's eyes remained fixed on Gordon.

Those pure gold eyes were both gentle and focused, patiently waiting for Gordon's answer.

The more she restrained herself, the more vaguely Gordon could sense what a mature and vibrant body was hidden beneath that dignified exterior.

"Great, great..." Gordon tried to concentrate. "Now there's another thing: designing a special drug."

"Ever since you brought up the idea at the professor's house that day, I've done a few tests myself," Eve wrote on a piece of paper.

Phase One: Illumination

[A set of topical photosensitive crystalline powders is used to fix and temporarily fix abnormal erosions. Apply to visible affected areas to make the abnormal reaction visible and prevent it from continuing to migrate in bodily fluids. Sustained sun exposure can replace this process; the sun is the most direct indicator of light source.]

"This means that for ordinary people, the cost of treatment can be very low, allowing them to escape the rainy and gloomy Lundnium and spend some time in a sunny place." Gordon was very pleased.

"Of course, but now..." Eve glanced at the torrential rain outside, then returned to the paper, "Next up are salt, metabolism boosters, and supplements, which are your strengths."

Gordon picked up his pen and began to write.

[Second stage: Oral administration of modified precipitate salts to capture and adsorb corrosive agents, forming water-soluble complexes that can be excreted by the body.]

[Third stage: Primarily using mild diuretics, supplemented by sweating, to promote the removal of complexes from the body through filtration by the liver, gallbladder, and kidneys. Diuretic and sweating effects can be achieved using juniper berry and dandelion extracts, and ginger extract.]

[Phase Four: Replenish sugar, electrolytes, and calories with lemon-flavored energy syrup.]

"Why lemon flavor?" Eve observed.

"Medicine is only medicine when it enters the patient's mouth; if they hold their noses and refuse to drink it, then there's a problem."

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Eve agreed.

Now, a preliminary treatment plan for Blackwater Syndrome has emerged.

Gordon continued to break it down.

First, in vitro experiments will be conducted to determine exactly how the modified precipitate salt forms a complex with the phosphorus salt without damaging blood cells and the intestinal mucosa. Next, animal experiments will be performed, followed by clinical trials.

Each recipe required the establishment of standards, and the raw materials had to be standardized... Gordon continued to write down his wild ideas.

In the past, alchemical medicines were usually prepared by alchemists who judged the heat, but the products of Gaoren Company must be standardized, with each step clearly defined.

An hour later, the table was piled high with research and development plans. Gordon had given clear enough instructions, and now it was just a matter of handing the work over to his underlings.

Eve looked at the papers, a rare look of satisfaction in her eyes.

"This will become the first flagship product of your high-level company. It can make money, save lives, and weaken the Blackwater Hermitage."

"Endorsed by the Crimson Alchemist Vic, this is the flagship product of 'No Wasteful Drinking.' The Fish King has been sleeping underwater for too long and has no idea what modern society is like."

Gordon stretched his aching wrists and became happier the more he looked at them.

With a clear direction for the effective medicine and a source for the Fish King's power, Ningning emerged from the tangled mess.

Eve looked at him with great interest.

At this moment, Gordon is nothing like the powerful, treacherous, or cunning figure portrayed in the underworld, nor does he resemble the young man who always talks nonsense.

His eyes were bright as he kept turning the pages of paper he had written; he was still young and still full of curiosity.

It's...delicious. Eve licked her lips.

This rate of growth is enough to whet one's appetite.

As a senior student, it's only natural for me to protect my juniors.

"Now that I've helped you find so many answers, would you also be willing to help me concoct a potion? The one you gave me last time..."

Register it.

[A small point of heat accumulation from melting can be used for rapid heating and heat accumulation, and also makes a person's temperament more cheerful and outgoing.]

"You haven't had someone refine it yet? You said you know someone..."

"There were reservations, but after seeing Shinshin, who would willingly entrust their fate to an ordinary, insignificant person?"

She took a step forward.

"Change my destiny, Gordon."