Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World

Currently, the Hermit is relatively closer to him within the Red Moon.

Since he was somewhat close to the Arbiter, there might be a chance that the Arbiter had left something for him.

After a while, the black stone trembled slightly.

Charlotte picked it up and took a look.

Hermit: [The Arbiter did not leave any combat techniques for you. But are you sure you want to become a knight? Making such a decision at your age might not be very wise.]

Charlotte's lips curled up. Whether the Arbiter left him combat techniques or not wasn't that important. The key was whether the Hermit would fulfill his request.

Charlotte: [Considering my situation, you should be aware. I once wanted to be a mage, but now I have no choice. Becoming a knight would at least give me the ability to protect myself in the abyss.]

There was silence on the other end for a while.

Hermit: [What kind of combat techniques do you want?]

Charlotte: [A sword technique focused on strength and a footwork technique focused on agility.]

Hermit: [Within three days, someone will deliver them to you.]

Charlotte: [Thank you very much!]

Charlotte smiled and put away the black stone, treasuring it as if it were a precious gem.

Who said the organization was useless?

It was a warm organization, like a family.

How could one easily obtain two combat techniques outside?

Unable to sleep, Charlotte went downstairs and entered the alchemy room to continue refining the Moisturizing Essence.

He had already received Diana's down payment, so he had to hurry up and refine the medicine.

...

In the Free City, inside the Elven All-Knowledge Library, a white-haired elf flipped through scrolls on a bookshelf and stopped at a black scroll.

"A sword technique focused on strength and a footwork technique focused on agility. This request is the same as what the Arbiter asked for back then. Should I give him this?"

With a wave of the elf's hand, the black scroll flew off the shelf and into his hand.

...

In the Imperial Capital, at the Star Observation Tower.

At the top of the nine-story tower stood a woman in a white dress, leaning against the railing.

She was a woman wearing a white gown, gazing up at the starry sky. Her golden hair cascaded loosely behind her, and her delicate features were as beautiful as a painting. Between her eyebrows, there was a golden star-shaped mark.

The white dress was adorned with twinkling stars, giving it an ethereal and magnificent appearance, making her look like a divine angel.

"Shadow, investigate the authenticity of these two matters. I want the results within three days," the woman suddenly spoke, her voice cold.

In a corner of the Star Observation Tower, a shadow flickered and then disappeared.

"Miracle... interesting. I suddenly have some expectations. Can this fallen genius still bring miracles to this world?" the woman murmured.

...

In the Abyss, Nightmare Street, there was a tall mansion made of black stones.

"Young master! There seems to be a problem with the person who came this morning!" An orc hurriedly ran into the mansion, sounding panicked.

In the spacious courtyard, a dozen tall orcs were grilling meat and drinking.

The leading tiger-headed orc stood up abruptly, grabbing the orc that ran up to him by the collar and glaring at him with his large eyes. He roared, "What did you say?!"

The orc delivering the message trembled in fear. He had personally witnessed the explosive temper of his master, Carol, and his voice trembled as he spoke, "The human who came to see you this morning... he was intercepted and killed on Tuck Street."

Carol loosened his grip, and the orc fell to the ground. He glared and said, "Damn it! Who did this?!"

"We haven't found out yet. When the body was discovered, there was nothing left, not even the eyes. But our brothers are already investigating," the orc replied, not daring to lift his head.

The other orcs present remained silent, not daring to speak.

"Send more men to investigate. Retrieve the money and the magic potions for me! I need to give Capas an explanation for this. After all, the person died in the Abyss," Carol said coldly. "That idiot, I already warned him not to wander around at night, but he didn't take it to heart. His death doesn't come as a surprise."

"Yes!" The orc on the ground answered and quickly left.

Carol's gaze shifted to the two-headed dog-headed orc beside him. "Continue to investigate Charlotte's whereabouts in the Abyss. Tomorrow night, I want to see his head."

"Yes!" The two-headed dog-headed orc answered and also left quickly.

...

[A qualified batch of Beginner's Moisturizing Essence.]

As the sky grew slightly brighter, Charlotte shook the milky white liquid in his hand, finally seeing a satisfied note on it.

Following the recipe recorded in the previous host's diary and after numerous attempts, Charlotte finally succeeded in refining the Moisturizing Essence.

The hardships he experienced during this process almost made Charlotte give up several times.

Fortunately, he didn't give up and successfully experimented with the formula for the Moisturizing Essence.

Charlotte quickly recorded the detailed recipe on paper, not missing any details.

He bottled the Moisturizing Essence from the pot. This pot happened to fill three bottles.

Three bottles were currently his best choice based on his experimentation. Neither more nor less would do.

Striking while the iron was hot, Charlotte followed the recipe and prepared another batch in the pot.

After half an hour.

[A bottle of qualified Beginner's Moisturizing Essence.]

The familiar note appeared once again.

"I did it! This is the recipe!" Charlotte clenched his fist in excitement.

Strict material ratios and refined crafting processes were the guarantees of successful alchemy.

With the formulation of the Moisturizing Essence confirmed it meant that the clinic finally had a golden goose for income.

Treating patients and saving lives was the foundation, but the Moisturizing Essence could boost revenue and bring higher profits.

After a nerve-wracking night of experimentation, Charlotte suddenly relaxed, and drowsiness overcame him.

He took a cold shower upstairs, then returned to his room and dozed off for a while.

But he didn't sleep for long before he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Boss, are we not opening for business today? Three patients are waiting outside already," Vivian stood at the door, looking at the sleepy Charlotte, and asked.

"We will open for business," Charlotte replied firmly. It would be foolish not to make money when the opportunity presented itself.

After changing clothes and washing his face, Charlotte went downstairs and, for the first time, took a bottle of stamina potion from the cabinet and drank it.

This stuff was much more effective than Red Bull. After drinking a bottle, he felt warmth spreading throughout his body, instantly dispelling the fatigue from staying up all night. He felt full of strength from head to toe.

Of course, this might also be related to the improvement of his physical condition.

"Starting today, we must be cautious with every patient. We can't rule out the possibility of enemies among them," Charlotte looked at Vivian, his expression serious. "Also, you must be careful with your behavior and words, don't give anyone a chance to catch us off guard. Otherwise, we will face double trouble."

"Yes!" Vivian nodded repeatedly, her expression serious.

Charlotte adjusted his collar and walked up to open the clinic door.

Outside the door stood a succubus, with delicate facial features and a pair of watery eyes that seemed capable of capturing one's soul. Her red short skirt accentuated her enchanting curves, and the low neckline revealed an abyss that was hard to look away from. Leaning against the doorframe, she smiled playfully at Charlotte.

Behind her were two more patients, their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the succubus, using her as a distraction from their pain.

Even passersby stopped to admire her or peeked their heads out of other shops.

Such a top-tier succubus was a rarity in the Abyss.

Seeing that red short skirt, Charlotte instantly remembered who this person was—Miss Ruth from the Succubus Club!

The female lead appeared multiple times in the diary.

"The ceiling of the chubby world, round and curvy, soft and enchanting, irresistible..."

That was the evaluation of Miss Ruth in the original host's diary. It could be said to be extremely high praise.

"Doctor, it's been so long since you last visited me. Don't you miss me at all?" Ruth said with a hint of grievance in her sweet and nectar-like voice, not appearing overly artificial.

Instantly, all eyes fell on Charlotte, some surprised, others jealous.

Vivian looked astonished, realizing that the relationship between her boss and the leggy lady from yesterday seemed extraordinary. And now, with this sexy succubus sister, what was their relationship? It seemed quite intimate.

Charlotte's eyelid twitched a few times, partly due to the cloying words Ruth spoke that gave him goosebumps, but also due to the sudden fear of social death.

He didn't want anyone to know about the previous host's visits to the club!

Because that bill would be solely attributed to him.

"Please come in," Charlotte stepped aside from the doorway. Let's talk inside.

Ruth swayed her sexy figure into the clinic, and as she passed by Charlotte, she lightly hooked her finger against his palm.

Charlotte quickly closed the door. It seemed like this girl wasn't here for a medical consultation. What was the purpose of her early arrival? Could it be that the previous host owed her money for services rendered?

Ruth entered the clinic, looking around and finally fixing her gaze on Vivian. Her eyes carried a hint of scrutiny, her tone tinged with a sourness. "Oh, this little girl is quite pretty, no wonder the doctor hasn't come to see me. Turns out he has a beautiful little kitty at home."

"I... me?" Vivian looked bewildered, not knowing how the topic suddenly shifted to her.

Charlotte cleared his throat, maintaining a serious expression. "Miss Ruth, are you feeling unwell in any part of your body today?"

"Yes, Doctor." Ruth suddenly turned around, approached him closely, and grabbed Charlotte's hand, pressing it against her chest. "I'm feeling unwell in my heart. Can you touch it?"

Charlotte quickly withdrew his hand.

She's quite skilled!

The smooth and soft touch of her fingertips was somewhat addictive.

He could even understand, for a brief moment, why the previous host enjoyed visiting the club so much.

Is this how they test cadres?

"Doctor, you've changed! Don't tell me you don't like me anymore?" Ruth pouted, her foxy face instantly turning teary-eyed. "I knew you were lying before, all men are the same..."

She assumed the appearance of an innocent girl deceived by a scumbag.

Charlotte: "..."

Hey! I didn't say that!

And, what did I even say? Can you make it clear?

With you acting like this, it's hard for me to handle.

It's very easy to be misunderstood, you know!