Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Is this the one?

Looking at the well-packaged cover, Dalian frowned slightly.

"The Incense Manual, this is the one without a doubt."

“My great-grandfather gave me this book and specifically said that it should not be shown to others. It is an exception that I am showing it to you now.”

After Fiona finished speaking, she put the book away and began to move aside to fiddle with the bottles and jars.

"Um... are you going to make perfume here?" Hugh asked curiously.

"I suppose so," Fiona smiled. "After meeting Mr. Isaac today, I just happened to think of a way to cover up the bloody smell on him. The method should be quite simple."

"Huh? Are you going to blend a perfume for Isaac?"

“You’re really kind-hearted,” Dalian said disdainfully. “Didn’t you say that bastard alchemist was a bad person just by smelling him? Yet you still made perfume for him.”

"Well, of course I can tell Mr. Isaac isn't a good person, but..."

Fiona usually takes out the spices while putting on her protective goggles.

"Mr. Hughie is a good man."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"If one is a good person and the other is a bad person, then what is it that makes Mr. Hughie and Mr. Isaac become friends?"

"This one……"

Fiona turned around and smiled at the two of them.

"I have always believed that the world is not black and white, and at least not all bad people should be hated."

"You really are a very clever person," Hugh chuckled.

The reason why Isaac and I became friends was simply a matter of chance.

He was unaware of what Isaac had done, but at least Isaac hadn't done anything excessive in front of him, and had even helped him quite often.

Hugh didn't really care to pry into the details; he just wanted to let things take their natural course.

However, considering that Fiona was helping Isaac create a perfume, what would Isaac say upon receiving it?

Hugh began to make his own connections.

……

"Huh? A macho man like me doesn't need perfume at all!"

……

“Miss Fiona, I don’t think Isaac would be happy to know that you’ve mixed perfume for him.”

"Huh? Why?"

"...It's probably due to his own personality."

Although he hadn't spent much time with Isaac, Hugh had already gotten a basic understanding of Isaac's personality. He really found it hard to imagine that Isaac would spray perfume on himself.

“Isn’t this a good thing?” Darian said, spreading his hands. “It’s letting him accept his identity as ‘Isabella’ again.”

"Then he will definitely be angry."

"So that's how it is..."

Fiona sighed and took out a perfume bottle.

"I've already adjusted it."

"So fast!?"

-

As the group walked out of the lab, they saw Isaac and Fran, who had been waiting outside.

Hugh was about to go over and say hello when he saw Isaac pinning down a ragged guy who looked like a beggar.

"Isaac, what happened?"

"You're back."

Isaac pressed down on the head of the guy in front of him.

This man was dressed in slightly stained clothes and was extremely thin. He was probably in his late twenties, but his poor complexion and dry skin made him look much older.

"This person just came over, acting suspiciously, and muttering something about... 'remains' or something like that."

"Remnants!?"

Hugh and Dallian didn't understand, but Fiona, upon hearing the name, changed from her usual lively self and opened her eyes wide in horror.

"Why...why do you know this name?"

The man, who was being held back by Isaac, suddenly became excited upon seeing Fiona.

"You...you are a researcher at Farmania?"

Upon noticing Fiona in her white robe, the man spoke in a rough, hoarse voice.

"Please, give me the 'remnant'... give me the 'remnant'!"

"what……"

Fiona's expression froze with fear.

“I know perfectly well! You created the ‘remnants,’ didn’t you?”

The man grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth. He pulled a wad of dirty banknotes from his coat pocket and handed them to Fiona.

"Hey, please! I have money if you need it... Look, here's everything for you. So..."

"Don't do this!"

Fiona backed away in fear and screamed.

"Why? How do you know about the 'remains'? There should be nothing left of that thing! The data and samples should all have been burned to ashes—"

"Burn to ashes? Ha, ha ...

He burst into laughter, his expression a mixture of madness and despair.

Fiona looked on in astonishment.

"You know nothing, young lady."

The man laughed until he was almost breathless. But what surfaced in his cloudy eyes was pure hatred and anger.

"So that's how it is. Damn it. That's why those guys from the Padek Merchant Guild planned to kill the president of Farmania. To monopolize the profits from the 'Remnants'—"

"Murder the company president!?"

Isaac grabbed the man by the collar and demanded, "Hey! What happened?!"

"It's too late to make a scene here now. Let's hurry over to the headquarters of Farmania. I think we'll see something interesting there."

Isaac loosened his grip, and the man, losing his support, knelt on the ground, his face devoid of any life.

Looking at the man's expression, it was as if he were experiencing withdrawal symptoms after suddenly stopping his addiction to some kind of drug.

"Could it be that Father has already..."

Fiona's face was ashen. She gritted her teeth and ran towards her father's company, praying in her heart that nothing bad would happen.

"Fiona!"

"Let's go back to the company first."

Chapter 1033: As expected, something bad happened.

"Something big has probably happened here."

When everyone returned to the company, they had already vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Isaac stood at the company's main entrance, feeling the atmosphere inside.

"What used to be a company with dozens of employees now only has..."

“Only five people are still alive,” Hugh said with a grim expression. “Two of them are still breathing, while the other three are very weak and must have been seriously injured.”

The New Nation Martial Arts Manual written by Isaac was still in Hugh's pocket, and he could also sense the energy emanating from the human body.

"How could this be..."

Fiona covered her mouth, and with a sliver of hope, she rushed straight into the company.

"and many more!"

Following Fiona's footsteps, everyone headed into the company.

By this time, the internal structure of Farmania Company had been completely transformed.

The luxurious interior, once the epitome of a high-end brand, was now stained with blood, and the pervasive stench of blood cast a chilling atmosphere over the bright and open lobby. Deep within the building, many of the busy employees lay dead, their bodies reduced to gruesome remains.

"What's going on..."

Looking at the devastating scene at the Farmania headquarters, reminiscent of a battlefield, Hugh muttered to himself in a daze. As if in response to his voice, a man lying in a corner of the corridor let out a low moan—an employee was still alive.

"Are you alright? What happened here?"

Hugh asked as he rushed to the employee lying on the ground.

The employee's injuries weren't too serious, but his teeth were chattering from fear.

"The man in black killed everyone..."

"Are they from the Padek Chamber of Commerce? How many people came in total?"

"There were only two... one of them had a knife and killed all the employees and bodyguards... the other was just a bystander..."

"How is it possible... that one person could do such a thing with just a knife?"

Hugh looked around in disbelief.

Within sight alone, more than a dozen employees were murdered. It's truly unimaginable that one person could slaughter so many people. Moreover, the victims were not defenseless female employees, but almost all of them were young male employees who confronted the perpetrator head-on.

"Father!"

Fiona searched for her father's figure and ran towards the headquarters.