As soon as he appeared in the Trading Area.

Countless flashing advertisements instantly filled Lynn's field of vision.

Lynn's mouth twitched.

Because this was absolutely ridiculous beyond belief!

It was exactly like opening a webpage and getting bombarded with hundreds of pop-up ads at once—a complete information overload!

But Lynn didn't pay it much mind.

After arriving at the Trading Area, new functions had appeared in the runes on his wrist.

[Shop Teleportation]: Input the corresponding code and name to directly teleport into a shop's space.

[Shop Creation]: Consume 10,000 Skeleton Coins to open your own shop.

[Formula Trading]: Go to the specific high-value items trading area for auction and purchasing services.

Without another word.

Lynn directly clicked [Shop Creation].

He already had over thirty thousand Skeleton Coins on him, enough to definitely create his own shop within the Sight.

After inputting [Bloodsaw Potion Shop] and the address of Wandering Souls Alley, Lynn clicked submit.

But the next moment, a "Duplicate Information" notification appeared before his eyes.

Lynn pondered.

"Could it be that teacher already created a shop with the same name in the Sight?"

That was certainly possible.

After all, his teacher was a native dark creature who had obviously been able to access [the Sight] very early on—there was no way he wouldn't know about this place.

"Teleport! Bloodsaw Potion Shop!"

Without another word,

Lynn directly input the corresponding name and clicked teleport.

With a series of blue flashes.

Lynn's eyes snapped open to find himself in a narrow independent space that looked less than fifty square meters.

Above the shop before him were several large characters written prominently.

[Bloodsaw Potion Shop]

And Lynn immediately recognized the iconic bloodsaw symbol beside the potion shop.

That's right!

This was definitely his teacher's potion shop!

Because that bloodsaw emblem was his teacher's exclusive symbol.

Lynn looked up at the completely empty shopfront and instinctively reached out to push the door.

Instantly, a line of blood-red text appeared before his eyes.

[No authorization detected, please input shop command.]

"Command?" Lynn thoughtfully rubbed his chin and muttered to himself:

"So you can set passwords too? But since it's teacher's shop, he probably wouldn't mind if I went in."

After some consideration.

Lynn decided to give it a try.

Though he didn't know his teacher particularly well, after spending day and night together, he had picked up on some habits.

"Muscular Hunk."

[Command error, access denied]

"Single for Two Hundred Years."

[Command error, access denied]

"My Disciple is the Cutest."

[Command error, access denied]

"......"

Lynn straightened his face, thought for a moment, then said with dead-fish eyes:

"I, Love, Lolis!"

[Command correct, access granted.]

Click—

The shop door before him slowly opened.

Lynn: "......"

As expected, he used that wicked preference as the command, exactly like the safe combination.

Lynn smoothly stepped into the shop.

After entering, Lynn confirmed that this so-called Sight was indeed far superior to those so-called virtual worlds.

Because you could bring real-world items into this dimension.

This was absolutely cutting-edge black technology of the highest order.

However, the shop didn't contain anything particularly rare, and the stored potions weren't much different from the inventory in the physical shop.

Clearly.

His teacher didn't place much importance on this shop located within the Sight.

But that made sense.

Each entry and exit cost 500 Skeleton Coins and required Sight Stones that were obviously consumables—any ordinary creature opening a shop here would definitely be operating at a loss.

"But it looks like it's been regularly maintained."

Lynn opened the shop interface.

He discovered the shop actually had 4,000 Skeleton Coins stored for daily operational deductions.

What surprised Lynn was that the Sight shop even had logs that could be checked.

Lynn browsed through them.

[Day 90: Sold complete set of adult Cursemourner organs, income 5 Black Skull Coins]

[Day 93: Sold Hell Connective Demon head x1, income 1 Black Skull Coin]

[Day 95: Rest day]

[Day 97: Sold Soul-Devouring Eyeballs x2, income 2 Black Skull Coins]

Reading through the logs, Lynn's eyes widened in astonishment.

"Teacher really does enjoy having side businesses!"

Because Lynn clearly remembered.

Around those time periods in the logs, when his teacher returned from his outings, he indeed carried blood-stained sacks each time before heading straight to the operating room, where Lynn often heard chopping sounds coming from inside. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by Novᴇl_Fire(.)net

So the potion shop was just the surface front.

His teacher's real income source was selling these monster organs!

Lynn gasped sharply.

But this also gave him a sense of his teacher's power, as the monsters mentioned in the logs sounded extremely powerful just from their names.

Lynn continued scrolling through the logs.

And the next moment, Lynn's gaze focused on a recent entry.

[Day 105: An old friend from the Demonkin Association found me, inviting me to the Hanged Man Tower to investigate some strange recent occurrences within the association. I've been out of the Demonkin Association for 10 years—coming to me now seems rather peculiar...]

Lynn checked the time.

This log was edited three days ago.

It seemed this was likely the reason his teacher left two days ago.

"Hanged Man Tower? Demonkin Association?"

Lynn pondered.

Clearly.

This should be an organization within the Dark World, and his teacher was once a member.

But he didn't know much about it, as his teacher had no reason to share more with him, being just a well-behaved apprentice.

Lynn shook his head.

"But since it was an old friend's invitation, teacher probably won't encounter any trouble."

Lynn closed his eyes.

Soon, he put these matters aside.

Because the most important thing for him right now was making money, promoting, and building recognition!

Since he had a broader platform like the Sight.

He absolutely needed to leverage his advantages as a transmigrator!

He quickly left the Sight.

Logged off.

Rushing straight to the backyard, Lynn swiftly gathered all the materials needed for potion brewing.

If he wanted to develop within the Sight.

The most important thing was having enough quality products to offer!

Both his [Critical Hit Potion] and [Flesh Proliferation Potion] were unique premium formulas obtained from the System.

And the Critical Hit Potion had already been verified as an excellent combat-enhancing potion!

He absolutely believed.

These two potions would definitely have a huge market in the Sight!

[Primordial Biological Tissue x1] [Explosive Fruit Pulp x1] [Infernal Clover x4] [Black Bat Wing x1] etc.

He roughly listed out the Critical Hit Potion materials.

The other materials were relatively common.

But for Primordial Biological Tissue, he only had some tooth fragments left behind by the Headhunter—after his previous brewing session, he had enough left for about 30 bottles.

For mass production.

He'd clearly need more sources.

But for now, it was definitely enough!

Without another word, Lynn immediately took the materials to the alchemy room and began brewing Critical Hit Potions.

Bubble bubble—

Light the fire, heat the cauldron, begin brewing.

[Ding! You brewed Critical Hit Potion x1]

[Ding! You brewed Critical Hit Potion x1]

[Ding! You brewed Critical Hit Potion x1]

With the System's notifications.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

And he now held 30 bottles of piss-yellow, blood-red potions in his hands.