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The chubby wizard nodded and said, "Hmm, there's no problem. You can go now."

"Did something happen?" Herag asked curiously.

"Recently, Greenhouse has launched multiple attacks on us. To ensure safety, all wizards entering the forest must undergo identity checks," explained the chubby wizard.

"Is the situation so severe now?" Herrag felt that it had only been a few days, and the situation had become even more complex than he had imagined.

The chubby wizard put away the bamboo joint of the Faceless One and said, "You don't have to worry too much. Just try not to leave the forest during this period. It's still safe inside the forest. Even if you really want to go out, don't be alone."

"Well, you should also take some risks when stationed at the post station." Herrag felt that the post station's defensive strength was still a bit weak.

The chubby wizard smiled bitterly and said, "There's no way. The tasks assigned by the forest must be executed, and you can't run away."

Formal wizards can at least retreat completely when in danger, and these wizard apprentices are difficult.

If Greenhouse wants to attack a post station, it will definitely not send out only a few wizard apprentices.

"Are there any mandatory tasks?" Herag asked.

"Of course! In case of emergency, everyone may be mobilized. You are just a first-class wizard apprentice and your strength is not enough, so there is currently no place to use you. When your strength improves, you will also be assigned some tasks," explained the chubby wizard.

After chatting for a while, Hellfoot arrived. After getting in the car, Herag took out his rune and began browsing through the ChatGPT. Sure enough, he saw a lot of discussions about the Green House attack.

"Three first-class wizard apprentices digging sleeping mushrooms in the Moonlight Forest have been killed!"

"I have seen the scene and the body was still hanging on a tree. The people in Green's cabin are too arrogant!"

"Over the past few days, there have been more than twenty deaths and injuries."

"Why did the people in Green's Cabin suddenly feel like they were going crazy?"

"It is said that some of them offered a reward, killing us as a third class wizard apprentice would cost us fifty magic stones."

"Am I so valuable? I want to kill myself and receive a reward."

Herag continued to browse other posts, and many wizard apprentices who went on missions had been attacked by the Green House.

"It seems that we are not an exception. What source of intelligence should they have, insider?"

Herag realized that there should be some special way to obtain intelligence inside the Moonlight Forest in the Green House, otherwise it would be impossible for so many wizard apprentices who were out on missions to encounter danger.

He glanced at Bessie's chat box, but there was still no news.

After Herrag escaped, he sent a message to Bessie inquiring about their situation, but three days passed and there was still no response.

He had a faint sense of unease in his heart, and he didn't know if the three of Bessie could escape.

Three days later.

Herag, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and his rune lit up. He opened the rune and found that it was Bessie's message.

"Emma is dead."

Herag thought the three of them were safe when he saw the news that it was Bessie, but he didn't expect Emma, a third class wizard apprentice, to die.

"Emma couldn't escape in time to save me..." Bessie then sent another message.

Bessie and Emma have a good relationship, and Herag can imagine how sad she is, after all, it's really difficult for a wizard to have a friend.

"Herrag, can you take me to meet Mr. Larry? I want to entrust him to help me refine the Morning Twilight Potion. I must become a third class wizard apprentice, I must become a wizard!" Bessie continued.

"No problem, I can take you there tomorrow." Herag had already made an agreement with Lario and asked him about some precautions for refining Dawn Potions tomorrow.

"Thank you, Herag." Bessie didn't speak again after sending this message.

Herag continued to click on Larry's chat box and explained the situation to him. Larry readily agreed, after all, it was a business that came knocking on the door, and there was no reason to reject it.

"Deep Blue, how long does it take to complete the meditation on the last star?"

The recent events have made Herag increasingly urgent and eager to improve his strength. Only with strength can he control his own destiny.

"It is expected to take another 35 days."

"Thirty five days." Herag silently entered a state of meditation at this time.

The next day, Herag still arranged to meet Bessie at the Lion's Cafe, and Locke was there. It was still the same table, but the four of them had become three.

"Mourning." Herag saw that Bessie's eyes were still red.

"I will make those people also mourn," Bessie's eyes showed a fierce look, full of murderous intent.

"Bessie, the matter of revenge should not be taken too hastily..." Herag saw that her condition was somewhat off, so he persuaded her.

Bessie regained her composure and said, "I understand."

Locke spoke up and said, "It's my fault for not being able to protect her."

Bessie shook her head and said, "No, you did your best. If it weren't for you, if it weren't for the earth element in the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, we might not have been able to leave at all. Locke, you've done enough."

"Let's go, Herag," Bessie stood up and said.

Herag brought her to Larry's place, and this time Larry personally opened the door to welcome the two of them.

"I have heard about Miss Emma, and it is truly regrettable to visit the Shuyuan website www.zhaoshuyuan.com. I still remember her youthful and lively appearance during my class," Larry said with a regretful expression.

"Thank you Mr. Larry for remembering her," Bessie's mood sank again.

"Returning to the main point, the commission fee for the Morning Twilight Magic Potion is one hundred magic stones. Miss Bessie should be clear about this, right?" Larry said, pouring a cup of coffee for each of them.

"I'm all ready," Bessie said with an air of no shortage of money.

"A hundred magic stones..." Herrag thought to himself, "It's too profitable to help refine magic potions. It's indeed a profession that requires a lot of initial investment and later gains.".

Larry leaned against the table and looked down at Bessie, saying, "There is one more thing I want to remind Miss Bessie that promotion must start after your mind and emotions have completely stabilized. Drinking the magic potion recklessly for promotion can have very scary consequences."

"Thank you, Mr. Shirley. I understand," Bessie nodded.

"Okay, you only have one copy of the potion material on your end. To ensure everything is safe, I will prepare more time. Normally, two copies of the material are needed, so let's forget about it this time. I will start refining it in about seven days, and the effective period of the morning and dusk potion produced is one month. Miss Bessie needs to drink the potion within one month to complete her promotion," Larry explained.

"Mr. Laurie!" Bessie saluted.

Larry smiled and said, "Wishing me and you all the best."

After Bessie left, Herrag stayed behind to inquire about the details of the Dawn Potion. Larry answered all of Herrag's questions one by one and also provided some of his own summarized experiences.

He has great confidence in Herag, especially in the field of potions. Herag always manages to grasp every detail very well, which satisfies him very much.