Greetings, Mister Principal

Sanderson was walking on the street. He was wearing a fancy dress, and behind him was a big man, his bodyguard Parker, not smart, but strong, he could punch through the plank with one punch.

His exaggerated swagger had caused a lot of people to look at him, but Sanderson didn't restrain himself, but swaggered even more. He enjoyed this kind of attention very much.

When he was a child, he was often beaten up by his drunkard father. Then one day, that damn old man fell into the river and drowned because of drunkenness. When Sanderson became an orphan, he also gained the freedom he had been dreaming of.

Instead of going to the orphanage, he started petty theft on the street and gradually became a well-known gangster. Later, Sanderson met Piram who came to Prester to start a business.

It must be said that Sanderson's tricks were sometimes quite effective. After he helped Piram to deal with a stubborn little workshop, Sanderson became Piram's No. 1 lackey, and he had been doing pretty well.

This time, he came to investigate the sales of Piram Cola in the market.

Sanderson took a turn in the corner and walked into a pharmacy store. This was an ordinary store that had a cooperative relationship with multiple alchemy workshops.

"Boss, give me two bottles of Piram Cola."

Walking into the pharmacy store, Sanderson yelled, making the store owner frown.

The owner wanted to say something, but when he saw the tall and burly Parker behind Sanderson, he held it back. He took the three copper coins thrown by Sanderson and took out two bottles of Cola from the fridge on the side.

During this process, Sanderson glanced around the store. After finding that most of the cola in the fridge was Piram Cola, he immediately became very happy. It seemed that the price strategy was as good as ever.

Sanderson threw one of the bottles of Coke to Parker, opened the cap himself, and took a sip. To be honest, the taste of Piram Coke was indeed different, but who cares?

Just when Sanderson was about to inquire about the sales situation of Cole, three more men walked into the store. They loosened their collars. Obviously, the recent warmer temperature made them feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, boss, do you still have cola left?"

The leading man glanced at Sanderson, did not comment much on his dress, and went straight to the counter.

"There is only Piram cola left."

The owner replied, knocking on the fridge door. In the transparent door, Piram Cola was neatly arranged.

This made Sanderson pleased inwardly. It was obvious that Piram Cola had quickly occupied the entire market, and those lowly ants really couldn't compete with the Piram Empire!

"Oh c'mon, we have already visited three stores, but we still couldn't get any."

One of the men complained. He looked at his companion and sighed helplessly.

"It seems that I can't drink Cola today."

"Why is Luna Nova Cola always out of stock, can't they increase production a bit?"

"I'm sorry, the new batch may not be delivered until noon."

The owner smiled and said. It seemed that the reason why there was only Piram Cola in the fridge was simply that the Luna Nova Cola had been sold out.

"Wait, why do you only want to buy Luna Nova Cola? Isn't Piram Cola the same? And it's also very cheap."

Sanderson suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a relatively relaxed tone.

"Piram Cola? Can that kind of thing even be regarded as Cola?"

Hearing Sanderson's words, the voice of one of the trios suddenly rose several levels, as if he had heard something ridiculous.

"The Piram has always liked to make inferior imitations. The previous works were barely acceptable, but the taste of their Cola is so bad that it simply insults the name of Cola!"

They seemed to be a little irritable because of the sultry weather and the fact that they hadn't bought a Cola for a long time, but Sanderson was taken aback.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little irritable."

The man quickly apologized to Sanderson, and while he was speaking, the store door was opened again. This time it was a guy dressed as a clerk carrying a wooden box.

"Boss, I heard that Luna Nova Cola has a new product this morning, so I immediately ran to get the goods back."

The clerk put down the wooden box and opened the lid. The drinks' bottles were the same as the Cola bottle, but the color was different.

The three men rushed over immediately, like pirates who had finally found the legendary secret treasure.

They each took a bottle of beverages containing three different liquids: turquoise, transparent, and orange.

"Antoine said those drinks are the same as cola, but the new drinks have a different taste, but the price is the same."

"Let me try it."

One of the trios took out three copper coins and handed them to the owner. He then took the opener to open the cap and gulped down the colorless drink in his hand.

Because the wooden box itself was equipped with a short-acting low-temperature spell, the drink in the bottle was still in a cold state.

The slightest coolness flowed into the man's throat, dissolving the heat caused by the sultry weather. Unlike the soft sweetness of cola, this colorless drink had a slight refreshing lemon flavor, and the slight sourness highlighted the original sweetness, giving people a layered taste. After drinking it, it was like a cool breeze blowing past the man's whole, sweeping away the irritable feeling.

"This drink is awesome!"

While talking, the other two partners of the man also gave the owner money and each other opened their own drinks.

When the orange drink was opened, it revealed a citrus scent. When the man drank it, the special sweetness of fructose filled his entire mouth, forming a wonderful symphony with the constantly released gas. It was much better than ordinary orange juice.

The turquoise drink was accompanied by the freshness of the apple, the faint sweetness and the impact of gas were intertwined, just like the crisp taste of the apple, which instantly captured the man's hearts.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them were so intoxicating. The three new drinks were not inferior to Cole, each with a strong characteristic.

"This is also a new drink?"

Sanderson threw out three copper coins and picked up a bottle of Cole that was slightly different, but it was still the same black liquid. The label indicated that the drink was called Cola Zero, and it also specifically stated that the sugar content was extremely low.

"What's the point of cola without sugar?"

Sanderson muttered to himself, opened the cap, and took a sip.

A peculiar taste suddenly overflowed his mouth. This sweetness, which was different from ordinary cola, had a certain amazing charm. Although Sanderson kept telling himself that he just needed to take a sip, he could not help drinking it again.

"Oh my God, I thought Cola was good enough, but I didn't expect that there would be four other drinks that are as good as Cola. Praise the King, praise this era."

A man in the trios exclaimed, and at the same time he woke up Sanderson.

It was time for him to steal Antoine's alchemy magic circle