Wrong, my skills refresh every week

Lily rolled her eyes and spit out a complaint, "Our products were never designed to be flexible from the beginning, right?"

Dean Kate seemed to have found a handle: "So, you can't admit it?"

The adventurers looked at their huge mechanical arms, bumped their fists together, and said something fair: "For adventurers, as long as it doesn't hinder the battle, it's fine. Besides, I'm satisfied with the strength!"

Another elf wizard wearing magic gauntlets said, "As long as I can hold the staff and transmit my mental power, I can protect myself when necessary. Ordinary prosthetic limbs can't do that."

"Goohoo, you ignorant idiots!" Dean Kate spitted, "How can you live and eat with that stuff? You can't even survive, so why are you still pursuing so-called power?!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Lily waved her hand: "You made a mistake, Master Dean Kate."

"Rather than being unable to take care of themselves, they should be more worried about holding their companions back!"

and……

Chapter 371: The Medical Family Crushed by Industry

"It's not like we don't have the most sophisticated prosthetic limbs!" Lily returned to the warehouse, pushed out a dusty box, opened the box, and saw a pile of pure silver metal arms quietly placed under the oil paper cloth.

Whether it's the distinct finger bones or the metal circuits that connect like nerves, they all herald the pinnacle of "magic".

"It's not that we don't have it, but there is no one in Orario who can afford this kind of prosthetic limb that can even gain benefits when making magic tools, making it twice the result with half the effort."

"This... this is impossible!" Dean Kate took a step back in fear as he looked at the work in front of him that far surpassed that of his own clan.

“Who made this?”

"How could there be someone in the world who would specially research such a heaven-defying thing for the disabled? It's made entirely of mithril, with circuits and magic amplification runes. This isn't a prosthesis at all, but a staff! This is crazy! If we do this, we won't be able to recover the cost at all!"

This was originally the limb that Fels made for his skeleton body. The prosthetic arm can transmit 200% of the magic power and perfectly fit all the magic gauntlets. He also used this prosthetic arm when making magic props on weekdays. It was flexible and stable, comparable to a doctor holding a scalpel.

Lily sneered: "Humph, you know how powerful I am now. Hurry up and get out of here~ Go away, don't disturb me from making Farid."

Dean Kate was furious: "Hey..., this kind of thing can't be sold at all, it's just a vase. In terms of cost performance, ours is better..."

"Excuse me, how much does your prosthesis cost?" the adventurer asked curiously.

"The best prosthetic limb only costs 8000w Farley! If you buy it now, I can give you a 6% discount!" Dean Kate stroked his beard.

I thought to myself, it’s half the price now, what do you think, aren’t you tempted?

"That's enough." Lily stretched out her hand to interrupt, "You came here just to intercept these guests of mine, didn't you? I advise you to give up on this idea."

Lily spread her hands and said, "Ask them how much they spent on my prosthetic limbs?"

Dean Kate said angrily: "Do you dare to give it away for free?!"

The adventurers looked at each other in bewilderment, and Lily smiled with satisfaction: "Hey, it's free!"

Since they didn't win the war game, the compensation money of Loki's family originally belonged to "noname". Moreover, according to the rules, their family, which had lost, theoretically also belonged to "noname".

At least in name, these factions that they actively applied for the game all belong to the community under the "Arcadia" alliance.

Now, "noname" not only did not confiscate their assets, but also distributed the "compensation" it received to them. Even if it was in the form of goods, it was very generous, after all, it was a rigid demand.

With new prosthetic limbs and restored combat effectiveness, they can continue to serve the clan. Even if their combat effectiveness is compromised, they can still be responsible for teaching newcomers and collecting middle and upper-level materials.

Dean Kate was furious.

He had never expected this result. He had just received intelligence about the emergence of a competitor, so he came to take a look, and unexpectedly found hundreds of customers who were in urgent need of prosthetic limbs, but...

"How could this happen… Damn it, just wait for me!" After saying this, he walked away angrily with square steps.

Amid also glanced at Lily and sighed.

If the "coconut milk" was considered a high-end "drink" at the beginning, its extremely low shelf life would not have affected their elixir business.

However, the subsequent launch of various "low-priced magic medicines" completely disrupted the balance of the industry.

At first, they just thought that "Arcadia" was rich and had a special promotion to boost other products, but this promotion lasted too long.

Low-end adventurers who buy "coconut milk" will naturally see other low-priced elixirs and buy some if they want to stock up or go on an expedition.

Recently, the daily income of the clan has begun to slowly decrease.

But now, even the prosthetic limbs business has been taken over. After losing its monopoly position, the profits of the entire faction are likely to be cut in half.

Damn Charles... I'll remember this grudge!

Ahmed recalled the boy who ran away from the doctor when they first met, and his brows frowned, looking angry.

She seemed to know better that the "coconut milk" on the market was actually a product of "mixing water", which means that they had a better elixir in their hands but just didn't use it!

She stamped her feet, followed Dean Kate, and whispered, "Master Dean Kate, I think we should think of a solution, otherwise, our profits except for the treatment center will be squeezed."

"Hmph. Then we can cut them off from the raw materials. Orario has limited access to high-end materials. Send me a commission. I don't believe they can produce goods without the materials!"

The evil guests left, and the adventurers also left happily.

"Lord Mihe, is there anything else?" Lily looked at the blue-haired man.

"Excuse me, can we join your shop?"

"Oh? Why?" Lily asked knowingly.

Mih smiled bitterly and took out a tube of spiritual medicine. "I can see that your spiritual medicine is not as effective as the one we prepared, but the output is too large. The price is also very low. Excluding the fact that you are clearing out your inventory, the only thing that can prove is that you have mastered a technology that we don't know about. It's not the formula of the spiritual medicine, but some kind of skill to replace manpower."

Fels's potion production line is indeed not as perfect as manually prepared potions, but it is just the difference between an ordinary pharmacist and a senior pharmacist.

Under the premise of massive price cuts, the only pharmacists who can survive are probably the most capable ones.

Just like the circle of painters that has been impacted by AI drawing.

What's more, pharmacists who master the art of "harmony" are extremely rare.

Mih paused and continued, "So, I want to invest in your Arcadia Chamber of Commerce with my technology. We will focus on developing new drugs and technological breakthroughs, and you will be responsible for production and sales."

Lily became interested: "What are your conditions?"

Mihe held up his finger and said, "1%. We only want % of the patent fee. However, you need to provide us with various potion materials for research. If you have any ideas, you can also tell us and we will do our best to meet your needs."

Lily rolled her eyes and without thinking, she stretched out her hand: "Okay, happy cooperation!"

The Dean Kate family is indeed larger than the Mih family and has more products, but that does not mean that Mih is less capable than the Dean Kate. It is rather a matter of choice.

This is equivalent to "investment". As a shareholder of the "Mihe" family, Arcadia will reasonably enjoy its technological achievements and pay the corresponding fees.

With the new medicine formula provided by the Mih clan, the entire Arcadia Chamber of Commerce no longer needs to rely on Fels alone.

In this case, it seems that Dean Kate has even less chance of survival?

Lily thought for only a moment before she smiled evilly...

What does it have to do with Lily? As long as Lily has more Farley to earn.

Chapter 372 Finn: It's time to consider the issue of succession

The aftermath of the war game passed away amid noise and gossip, and Orario once again entered a stable and warm daily life.

Just like that, four days later, Finn, who was in the Deanket clan, woke up slowly.

He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling in a daze, and the pain in his body made him frown.

"Um... Finyana."

He seemed to recall the 'Supreme Spear', the pinnacle of skills, that flashed by before he fell asleep, as well as Palum's ideals and the definition of courage that echoed in his dreams countless times.

His body slammed down on the bed again, and he covered his eyes with his arms.

"Hey, [Brave Man], wake up. You've been sleeping for 5 days." The sound of a dwarf chewing an apple rang in my ears.

"Stop laughing at me, old man."

"I'm not that much older than you, stinky Parum! I just grew up a little too fast!"

"Sorry sorry."

Finn put his hand down and leaned back on the bed, "How's the Familia doing?"

"I lost and owed a lot of money. I heard that even the jester showed up. Really, it's getting more and more confusing. I can't wrap my head around it."

"Oh..." Finn's eyes were empty. He subconsciously refused to think about it. He always felt that because he was pushed to the position of "Commander" during the Great Struggle, there was a serious divergence between his ideals and actions.

"By the way, where is Fyanna? Grace, have you seen the pure white saint?"

"I fell into coma earlier than you, how could I have seen it? Are you stunned by the hammer, Finn!" Grace spat out apple crumbs.

After a pause, Grace continued, "However, I have indeed heard similar rumors. The 'Fenyana' you mentioned does exist."

"I heard from Loki that during your coma, more than 100 dwarfs wanted to join the "Fenjana Knights" and were waiting for you to deal with them."

"Me?" Finn smiled bitterly, "I'm not qualified."

Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the ward door.

"Hey, I heard you woke up." The yellow-haired god of travel, Hermes, greeted him and put a note on the table:

"This is the medical fee list that Amid asked me to send. Please pay the outstanding amount as soon as possible."

Finn glanced at the cost and chuckled, "Hey, those prices are a bit too high."

"Well..., it is said that the spiritual medicine business has been bad these days, so the treatment fees have been raised." Hermes spread his hands.

"Lord Hermes, you are not here to collect the debt on purpose." Finn said helplessly.

Hermes got straight to the point: "It's about 'noname', 'jester', and 'Metluya'. I want to hear the [hero's] opinion."

"Sorry, I can't give you an answer. I can't think about these questions right now." Finn smiled dully.

Now, Finn's mind was full of Finjana.

During his coma, he seemed to have a very long dream. In the dream, he was a backup of the Fenjana Knights, absorbing various skills...

After waking up, the scenes in the dream were blurry and I couldn’t remember the subsequent story.

But the only thing that kept replaying in my mind was the flag of Fenjana and the faith.

After experiencing the glory of Finyana firsthand, Finn realized that he was not up to the task of "reviving Parum". He needed to find Finyana and follow her lead.

Instead of thinking about "noname", it is better to think about your partner problem.

The [brave man] has drowned, and it is time to entrust hope and courage to the next generation.

Seeing Finn fall silent, Hermes asked curiously, "What are you thinking about? Are you more worried about the artificial maze and the fallen fairy?"

"No, I was thinking, I'm old enough to have a child."

"Uh……"

Finn's shocking remarks caught Hermes off guard.

"Is your brain really damaged? Finn! Do you still recognize me? Huh?" Grace exclaimed.

"What? Is it weird? I'm 36 years old too." Finn spread his hands.

"Oh? Do you have a target? Which woman is it?" Hermes asked curiously.

"I haven't decided yet, but at least it should be someone of the same tribe who has courage, huh?" Finn was stunned for a second: "Maybe "Fenyana" is good, I'll go find her."

"..."

Hermes suddenly realized that the hero was pierced by the spear of "Finnyana" and has now turned into the shape of "Finnyana". Such a "hero" is no longer useful.

He sighed, "I wish you success."

Turning and leaving the treatment center, standing on the noisy and peaceful city street, Hermes looked up at the sky.

"Oh, what are you worried about, Hermes? Do you want to peek into the women's bathing area?" A gentle female voice sounded from behind.

Hermes saw the name of the shop in front of him, "Therapeutic Spa", and was stunned for a second.

Look down.

In front of me is a goddess with long chestnut hair, wet hair, water-stained collarbones, a loose bathrobe, and huge breasts that are about to burst out.

"Asteria, long time no see..." Hermes pressed down the brim of his hat and laughed.