Chapter 24 An Ambush Was Staged

This person's worldview was completely shattered.

The young man thought, 'Have pharmacists become so outrageous these days? Or did they come to the restroom specifically to collect some kind of ingredient?'

In an instant, his urge to use the restroom diminished significantly.

His exclamation attracted a crowd, and many gathered outside the stall.

"Hey man, what's going on? Is someone mixing potions in there?"

Many people looked at him as if he were crazy.

This was a restroom. How could something so absurd happen here?

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself," the man said, shaking his head.

Suddenly, many people became interested and eagerly looked into the stall.

This was unfortunate for the other two people using the stalls, who saw heads popping up with eyes full of curiosity.

"What are you guys doing? Forming a group to watch me. You perverts!"

Although most people were there to see someone mixing potions, a glance to the side naturally revealed the other two people in the stalls.

"Damn it, someone really is mixing potions!"

"That's amazing! And he seems completely indifferent to the outside world. With such a calm mindset, I'm sure he'll be a master pharmacist in the future."

"His hands are so steady, not shaking in the least. But why does it look like he's fishing for something in the toilet?"

John left only his back visible and with so many herbs on the ground. It was easy for people to let their imaginations run wild.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, and the public restroom was packed with people, none of whom were there to use the facilities. They were all onlookers.

John said, "Finally finished."

John felt very happy, having made a total of twenty-six bottles of mid-grade Power Potion.

As long as Slime became a level-four contract spirit, it could consume the potion to further enhance its strength.

With the system's rewards and the infusion of potions, even the lowest-level contract spirit could be nurtured into a divine beast by John.

The stall door swung open, and in an instant, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were all focused on him.

"He's out! The restroom pharmacist is out!"

"Quick! Let's see what he looks like!"

John jolted, thinking, 'What's going on? What do they mean by restroom pharmacist?'

"Sir, were you really concocting potions in there?" someone couldn't help but ask.

John looked puzzled, thinking, 'Could it be that people saw me making potions?'

At that moment, three options appeared before his eyes.

[Option 1: Flee the scene to avoid being recognized. Reward: Contract spirit obedience +10]

[Option 2: Nod and admit it while announcing your name and identity to boost your fame. Reward: High-grade Power Potion]

[Option 3: Give a wicked smile and drink a freshly mixed potion in front of everyone. Reward: A large amount of Beast-Taming power]

John was momentarily stunned but quickly understood.

He said, "Since that's the case, I won't hide it. Would anyone like to try this potion?"

John took out a container from his backpack, revealing a pale yellow liquid inside.

Everyone thought it was urine.

"Does anyone want to try it? It's free!" John offered the container.

The crowd stepped back in fear.

What was this stuff? It looked and smelled like urine.

John shook his head, then gave what he thought was a wicked smile and opened the container.

"He's not going to..."

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

John tilted his head back and drank a mouthful of the Power Potion in front of everyone.

John said, "This potion tastes pretty good!"

John only felt a slight sweetness, with no other reactions.

This was a contract spirit potion, so it had little effect on him and no side effects.

"Wow, you're really brave!"

Everyone felt disgusted.

"Tastes good," John said with a grin, putting the container back in his backpack and calmly walking out of the restroom.

The crowd parted, not daring to get close to him, as if he had an aura of a king.

"He's really something!"

"Such a great feat must be posted online."

Many people took pictures of John's back while he was mixing potions and posted them on YouTube.

[A high-level pharmacist mixing a pale yellow potion in a public restroom. This is terrifying.]

[A pharmacist spotted in a public restroom in the City of Wisdom, remaining calm and steady even in a harsh environment. Are pharmacists nowadays really this skilled?]

[A pharmacist developed a new type of restroom potion and drank it in front of everyone. Is this the legendary pharmacist?]

Everyone added captions, all featuring John's dashing back.

John had no idea his actions had been posted online.

At this moment, he quietly left the Black Market.

With this choice, the large amount of Beast-Taming power directly made him a level-three Beast Tamer, he was no longer at the bottom of his class.

In just one week, John had gone from level zero to level three Beast Tamer, showcasing the power of the system.

It was now late afternoon, and he chose to ride his bike home.

As for David, he lost interest in being a security guard after just two days.

He was only doing it for the experience, not because he really wanted to be a security guard.

That was the life of a rich boy.

"Today is a good day. Today is my lucky day." John was in a good mood, humming a song all the way.

Soon, he passed the dark alley from the last time.

John thought, 'There shouldn't be any muggings today, right?'

He looked at the alley and couldn't help but think of his previous experience.

At that moment, a black figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.

A black snake, about 1.6 feet long, came rushing at him with evil eyes.

John shouted, "Holy crap. What is that?"

John was startled. The black snake was incredibly fast, lunging at him in an instant.

Behind a large tree at the entrance, a man with a sinister expression watched.

Frank said, "You dared to offend Ethan. You're out of luck!"

Frank George was a social Beast Tamer. Despite being nearly thirty, he was still only a level-four Beast Tamer due to his poor talent.

However, he made a lot of money by currying favors with Ethan.

Before the exam, Ethan had asked Frank to find an opportunity to teach John a lesson.

Today, he happened to run into John at the Black Market and had been following him, waiting for the right moment.

Frank said, "Although we live in a civilized society and can't kill people, putting you in the hospital for a week or two is no problem."

Frank controlled his contract spirit, the black venomous snake, which bared its fangs and lunged at John.

At that moment, in the dark night, a sudden and unexpected yellow figure appeared.

Frank felt the ground tremble as a massive "pile of dung" appeared out of nowhere.

Frank shouted, "What the heck is this?"