Run A Medical Clinic In The Abyssal World
Chapter 33: A Mage Who Doesn't Want to Be a Knight Isn't a Good Doctor

Carol was the youngest son of the Jadeson family, one of the four major families that rivaled the Harriman family. The Jadeson family controlled most of the lucrative business of addictive magic drugs in the Abyss.

This business was extremely profitable, capable of leaving a person with nothing but bones to eat.

Moreover, it was said that the Jadeson family's business extended beyond the Abyss. The nearby cities of Kalwa and several other large and medium-sized cities were also deeply affected by the Jadeson family's drug poison.

The Jadeson family had been entrenched in the Abyss for hundreds of years and was undoubtedly a powerful local power.

Charlotte was also unclear how Capas had contacted Carol, but being targeted by such a local power was not good news.

Charlotte put away the black stone and opened the system interface.

[System Store: Opened, click to enter]

At first glance, Charlotte saw that the icon for the [System Store] in the bottom left corner was in the open state.

Just now, he saved Capas' lackey and received thirteen silver coins, finally accumulating enough wealth points to reach ten thousand.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte clicked on the system store with the anticipation of opening a blind box.

There were no fancy interfaces, no dazzling special effects, just a solitary square grid with a drawing of a white potion inside. Below it was a note: Strength Potion, Price: 10,000 Wealth Points.

"Hmm?" Charlotte stared at the Strength Potion for a while, feeling that something was not quite right.

He was a doctor, in a doctor training system, and he opened a bottle of milk-like Strength Potion.

Even though he used to be a mage, even if it was a potion, it should be a magic potion, right?

With a mindset of experimentation, Charlotte consciously clicked on the icon.

A line of notes jumped out: Strength Potion - After consumption, it can permanently increase the strength attribute by 100 kg.

Permanently increase strength!

This attribute instantly caught Charlotte's attention.

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This made Charlotte's mind suddenly become active.

His magic origin had already been destroyed, which was a consensus in the mage world, and it couldn't be restored.

He was already twenty-five years old, and it wasn't realistic to change professions and become a knight at this age.

He had missed the best growth period for knights, from the age of ten to eighteen, which was a period of rapid strength improvement and the most crucial foundation-laying period for the knight profession.

Without a solid foundation,

The body couldn't provide enough strength and couldn't withstand more powerful martial skills.

From Charlotte's shallow understanding of the knight profession in his memory, the most critical attributes were strength and agility.

Strength determined your attack power, while agility was related to your speed and skill.

A powerful knight must possess both strength and agility to handle the ever-changing battles with ease.

If the Strength Potion could permanently increase his strength, it meant that as long as he kept drinking the potion, his strength would continue to grow indefinitely.

100kg is nothing; he wouldn't even be able to defeat a young monster.

But what about 1000kg or 100000kg?

As long as his strength was sufficient and his physical fitness improved, he could consciously train his agility and easily enter the path of a knight.

With this thought, his mind quickly opened up.

The Strength Potion cost 10,000 wealth points per bottle, and it wasn't real money, so he didn't mind spending it.

However, he had to work hard to earn money because wealth points were tied to real wealth, and currently, the verification process seemed quite strict.

So he had to continuously improve his medical skills and expand his clinic to earn more money.

Without much thought, Charlotte directly clicked on the exchange button.

A bottle of milky white potion appeared on the table.

Charlotte reached out, grabbed it, opened the cap, and a milky fragrance wafted into his nose.

He gulped down the potion in two mouthfuls. It tasted somewhat like pure milk, with a pleasant aftertaste.

Setting down the bottle, Charlotte looked at his hands, but he didn't feel any changes.

Then, it felt as if a fire suddenly ignited inside his body, racing through his body with crackling sounds, as if something wanted to burst out.

Charlotte was greatly shocked, but before he could react, all the discomfort suddenly disappeared.

He gasped heavily, realizing that his entire body was drenched in sweat, and the sticky sensation was accompanied by a sour stench.

Charlotte's nose twitched, nearly making him gag.

Without taking the time to carefully sense the changes in his body, Charlotte grabbed his clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

"Boss?" Just as Vivian went upstairs to find him, she saw him pass by and froze in place.

The lingering sour stench in the air left her puzzled.

Charlotte took a cold shower to wash away the dirt from his body.

After taking off his clothes, his thin and bony body visibly became slightly stronger. Although he didn't develop abs or chest muscles, he had gained some muscle mass.

The increase in strength was even more evident. Previously, Charlotte could barely lift a bag of dry goods without feeling exhausted and out of breath.

However, just now, he tried lifting the large tub filled with water in the bathroom, which weighed over 200 kilograms, and he managed to lift it.

In the knight system, the minimum requirement for a knight apprentice was to have a lifting strength of 500 kilograms.

According to this standard, he only needed to drink four more bottles of the Strength Potion to become a "knight apprentice."

A mage who doesn't want to become a knight isn't a good doctor.

Clenching his fists, the sensation of strength filled Charlotte's being, bringing an unprecedented sense of calm to his heart.

With the ability to continuously increase his strength, Charlotte had a foundation to establish himself in this world.

No matter how good his medical skills were, without actual strength to back them up, he would only end up as a canary in someone else's cage.

But when he possessed enough power, the choice would return to his hands.

He didn't want to be held at knifepoint one day and forced to perform surgery.

Drying off the water droplets and changing into his clothes, Charlotte calmed his emotions before coming out of the bathroom.

Although his strength had increased, he shouldn't have become too arrogant. He was still not even an apprentice and would surely be overpowered if he encountered bad individuals outside.

Vivian was still waiting outside his room. When she saw Charlotte emerge from the bathroom, she quickly said, "Boss, I'll get the booklet."

"It's in my room. Come in and get it," Charlotte nodded slightly and pushed open the door, entering the room.

Vivian watched Charlotte's figure and felt that he seemed somewhat different, but she couldn't pinpoint what had changed.

"We must finish copying it tonight, all right?" Charlotte handed the booklet to Vivian.

"Yes, no problem," Vivian nodded confidently, took the booklet, and hurried downstairs.

"If I had known I could change professions, I should have asked the Judicator to leave me a martial skill. Now he's completely gone, not even ashes remain. I've truly lost everything," Charlotte sat on the edge of the bed, feeling somewhat regretful as he ran his hand through his hair.

A top-notch knight who could single-handedly challenge a monster's lair would undoubtedly have practiced top-level martial skills, right?

Charlotte now possessed strength, but he lacked any combat techniques. He couldn't rely on military-style boxing to defeat his opponents, could he?

Suddenly, Charlotte remembered someone. With a mindset of trying to save a dying horse, he sent a private message to the Hermit: [Senior, did the Judicator leave me any martial skills? I want to become a knight.]

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