Invincible Copy System
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After this incident, however, Young Master Xue will probably never mention it again; it's like a wound in his heart. Fang Qiang added one more thing: Liu Ning should head to the Community Martial Arts Hall to test for Warrior Apprentice. Had he realized Liu Ning had tens of millions, he'd have kept quiet about “waste.” Liu Ning greeted Fang Qiang and walked inside; Wei Xiong was already upstairs waiting.
Apart from the cash, Liu Ning also received a credential: the Apothecary Apprentice certificate.
Apothecary Apprentices are rare, but the Enterprise is authorized to issue the certificate, and Liu Ning's ability has already proved he fully deserves it.
If he wants to become a full Pharmacist, he'll have to compound a set number of Potions within two years and then claim the license from the Alchemist Union. They're not qualified to grant it here—Pharmacists are simply too few and too valuable.
Young Master Xue's Family owns a sizable pharmacy, and they don't stint on herbs, letting him practice as much as he likes—that's how he earned his Apothecary Apprentice qualification.
After this incident, however, Young Master Xue will probably never mention it again; it's like a wound in his heart.
“Here's my contact information. Please keep it, Mr. Liu. If you ever need anything, feel free to reach out.”
Miss Bai smiled as she spoke, the smile as warm as spring, and Liu Ning felt as if he'd been struck by lightning.
Beep… detected innate talent “Pure and Charming”… copy?
Copy cost: 3 million yuan.
Single-use cost: 100,000 yuan.
The System is up to something again. No wonder he'd nearly been electrocuted—turns out it was Miss Bai's natural talent.
In the past, Liu Ning wouldn't have dreamed of spending 3 million on a non-combat skill, but he'd just pocketed 7 million. This was a drop in the bucket; he chose Copy without hesitation.
Of course, every use still costs money—the System really takes it to the limit. Why not rename itself the money-Grubbing System?
“Don't worry, Miss Bai. If I spot something I like and I'm short on cash, I'll compound a few Potions and bring them straight to you. We're friends Now.”
The words made Miss Bai's heart flutter, especially the last line. Becoming friends with a Senior Alchemist is a dream for countless people. Miss Bai may be noble, but compared with Liu Ning, she's still a step below.
That is the fearsome power of a Pharmacist.
He personally possesses almost no Combat Power, yet the Potions he crafts are indispensable to many Advanced Martial Artists. If he needs something done, plenty of them will line up to help.
At such close range, Liu Ning could feel Miss Bai's heartbeat quicken.
Looks like he'd shocked her in return. A mere 100,000 yuan? In the past he'd have balked, but to impress a woman of this caliber, spending it was absolutely worth it.
Miss Bai was indeed moved. Odd—she was twenty-two; how could a sixteen-year-old kid make her heart race?
“General Manager, he's gone…”
Miss Bai had stood there like a love-struck fool for ten minutes while onlookers gawked and took advantage of the view. The Senior Management Personnel hurried to snap her out of it.
Now those Senior Management Personnel stopped worrying. With a Senior Alchemist interested in the General Manager, they could fling that fact at the next batch of Young Masters.
After all, those Young Masters loved to lord it over them. Who doesn't like beauties? Previously they'd had no standing to compete, but Now, compared with this Senior Alchemist, not even the top direct descendants of those Families qualified.
Liu Ning had just left the pharmacy and was about to head home when his smartwatch chimed.
It was Fang Qiang: the potion had sold for 460,000 yuan, already transferred to Liu Ning's card.
Once that news would have thrilled him, but Now he barely reacted—his balance had merely ticked up a few digits. With 70 million to his name, what's a few hundred thousand?
He'd just dropped 100,000 yuan to impress Miss Bai—truly scattering money like dirt. Fang Qiang added one more thing: Liu Ning should head to the Community Martial Arts Hall to test for Warrior Apprentice.
Community Martial Arts Hall was a new term, but memories of it surfaced in Liu Ning's mind.
The basic unit of life was the Gathering Point, like the neighborhood committees of old, and the Community Martial Arts Hall was where they handled their affairs.
Each Gathering Point ought to have its own, but theirs was too poor to support one alone.
They'd partnered with the neighboring Gathering Point—not unusual in the City.
He hailed a cab; the public bus stop was a zoo, and time was money—money that, to him, was Now dog-shit.
Fang Qiang waited at the gate. When Liu Ning stepped out, Fang Qiang frowned—just a few hundred thousand to his name and already taking cabs?
Hadn't he promised to buy his mother a house? Now he was wasting cash on a ride that cost several hundred yuan.
Though annoyed, Fang Qiang said nothing; outsiders from the neighboring Gathering Point were present.
They jointly ran the hall, but rivalry still existed—scolding your own in front of outsiders was bad form.
He simply didn't know Liu Ning's balance. Had he realized Liu Ning had tens of millions, he'd have kept quiet about “waste.”
Liu Ning greeted Fang Qiang and walked inside; Wei Xiong was already upstairs waiting.
It was Liu Ning's first visit. He'd known it held training gear and testing equipment, but he'd never been able to afford it.
They charged by the hour—100 yuan. For a Family living on 3,000 yuan a month, that was impossible.
The first floor was for training, but Liu Ning wasn't here to train—he was here to qualify as a Warrior Apprentice—so he went straight to the second floor.
The Community Martial Arts Hall is authorized to grant Warrior Apprentice certificates: hit the required score on the standardized machine and you're certified.