16. Overnight (2)
The basement of Joseph’s Sausage Factory.
Among them, the place called the studio was truly unbalanced.
It was like a slum where luxury cars were built.
why? This is because, while the studio itself is shabby, the working tools such as flasks and funnels, hoses, dryers, distillers, and other iron tools are well maintained and shine brightly.
Well, it was natural. Oliver and his juniors cleaned it twice a day, every morning and evening, with or without work.
“Okay, it’s starting to boil!”
One of the intermediate students shouted in front of the large still.
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Naturally, water was boiling under the still, and just above the water was a bunch of herbs caught in a net.Is it some kind of groundwork to let emotions infiltrate well?
The still got hotter and hotter, and a small amount of water began to drip down the long tube.
It was hot just looking at it, but Oliver did not take his eyes off him, and observed the production of the product while working underneath.
A middle-class disciple’s voice was heard.
“Don’t spill anything, collect it properly. Because the owner specifically allowed me to participate in the work. Do it right.”
The bottom job was to tear up cigarettes bought from the market and put them in a single barrel, which was annoying, but not too difficult.
All you have to do is pick up a white cigarette, draw a straight line of paper with a knife, and then put the smoked cigarette smoke inside a container.
Oliver did this work without much difficulty, rather than seeing it.
Oliver again observed the work of the intermediate students.
When the distillate from the tube had gathered to some extent, he took the barrel and went to the front of a round flask larger than a human head and started pouring the distillate through the hose.
At the same time, I added the extracted ghee with the other lid, mixed the distillate with the ghee, and started boiling it with heat.
Then, with a click, Oliver grabbed his head.
When Oliver turned his head, an intermediate student who had been supervising the work before, with blood in his eyes, shouted.
“Focus on your work! Don’t stare at me like a thief bastard!!”
In fact, it was a bit embarrassing. Because although Oliver may have spyed on his work, he has not neglected his work.
However, the intermediate student glared at Oliver as if he didn’t care and shouted again, and Oliver immediately bowed his head to apologize and immersed himself in the work.
This is the secret to surviving in mines and orphanages.
However, the problem popped up elsewhere. Some of the lower-level students, including Peter, looked at the intermediate-level students with dissatisfaction.
It’s like asking how can you make a fuss by trusting only the poorest class on a subject that doesn’t do anything better than Oliver.
To be honest, it wasn’t wrong, but apart from that, the intermediate student felt great anger and distorted his impression. How can a lower class be like an intermediate…!
“What the fuck?! What the fuck is that eye color! hem!”
Peter and the other subordinates shook their heads saying it was nothing, and ripped the cigarettes back into the vat.
When I was ignorant, the intermediate student thought that he was being ignored, so he grabbed Peter by the neck and lifted him up. Things that I would not have dared to see in the past…!
The intermediate student raised his fist to show the spicy taste. Then it was cloudy and someone grabbed my arm.
“Oh my gosh…! Who the hell is it? master? ”
The intermediate disciple said with his eyes widened as if he had seen a lion. Joseph asked.
“What are you doing?”
“Ah, these guys dare to ignore the order and attack…”
“no way·····. How dare a lower-ranking disciple attack a middle-class disciple?”
At Joseph’s question, Peter and other lower-level disciples shook their heads.
“No, my lord. It’s just that the middle-class student slapped Oliver once, and I was blinded once.”
“okay? Why did you beat Oliver?”
“No, that’s…. Keep looking over there, so you can focus on your work.”
“Well·····.”
Joseph pursed his lips to one side, in thought.
“Is Oliver being lazy?”
“Ah, that’s…”
“Otherwise, leave it alone. These are the guys who were willing to work for the family when they had a job. It’s not like I’m being lazy, it’s just looking over my shoulder.”
Joseph spoke kindly like a good man.
In fact, some of the lower-class disciples were moved by this kindness, but unfortunately, they seemed to have forgotten that Joseph was the creator of this hierarchical culture.
“Let’s see. You look a little tired, so go outside and rest for a while.”
The middle-class disciple was confused and said.
“Oh, no, it’s fine. master.”
“No, I look tired. hurry.”
The intermediate disciple tried to deny it again, but when he saw Joseph’s furious eyes, he went out drooping like a whining puppy.
There was an awkward silence in the studio.
“What are you doing? without working again.”
crumble. crumble. At Joseph’s words, the lower disciples began to work again.
Deciding that things were going well, Oliver turned his head again to peek at the pilgaret production process. Of course, there was no stopping the hand.
“Are you curious?”
Joseph asked.
“Yes?”
“Why do you take the distillate and mix it with your emotions in that flask?”
“Oh, yes…. I wonder.”
“To better mix the emotions with the water. The distillate is extracted by boiling it with some medicinal herbs based on a medicinal herb called ‘Solu’, but it acts as a solution that absorbs emotions better than water. After the distillate is drained, it is mixed with the emotions in that round flask.”
In fact, the distillate and the emotions were mixed in the flask, which Oliver seemed to mix quite well.
“When mixed, heat is applied and brew again. The quantity is reduced, but the quality is even higher.”
Oliver followed Joseph’s fingertips. I saw a tube of the flask spinning round and round and the secondary distillate dripping from the tip.
The water in the giant still turned into a bucket and then into a cup.
“Bring the cigarette when it’s full.”
Oliver followed Joseph, carrying a vat of kilns.
When I went inside, I saw the senior students using black magic on the distillate that had finished secondary purification.
“This is actually the last step. A chemical stage that uses black magic based on obsession to completely unite emotions and distillates. At this time, the actual quality is determined, and according to the pharmacist’s standards, our products are about one or two stages.”
It was difficult to understand the words, but it was easy to understand when I saw it with my own eyes.
The emotions that were still playing separately in the distillate spread thinly after going through the black magic processing stage, and then completely mixed with the distillate, turning into a single, pale emotional mass.
What if the meat has been processed?
Of course, it weakened the density, but the drug increased exponentially, and Joseph spread the cigarette barrel Oliver had brought into a wide area, such as an oven tin, and emptied the finished distillate.
“You wet the tobacco so well, let it mature for a few hours, and put it in that dryer over there. Then, the pilgaret will be complete.”
Pointing to the dryer that looked like a concrete blender, Joseph said.
Just in time, the completed pilgaret came out, and an intermediate student carefully moved it and put it on a workbench.
There were other intermediate students in front of the workbench.
They used a scale to carefully weigh the smokestacks, carefully placing them in the mold, pulling the lever, and filling the empty cigarette with filters.
The cigarettes were stacked on one side like a mountain, and the rest of the crew filled the empty cigarette packs with 20 pilgarets.
Joseph picked up a cigarette and said,
“This is the pilgaret. It doesn’t look any different from cigarettes. No one will know unless you do a thorough analysis. Usually, one cigarette is sold for 100,000 Randa. 2 million per pack. They usually sell between 50 and 100 packs a week. How are you?”
Oliver handed Joseph’s pilgarat and took it in his hand.
Through the paper wrapped around the cigarette, I could see the dewy maternal love, and I instinctively knew that if I inhaled it, I could feel it indirectly.
Oliver instinctively wanted to have this. There was no reason. There are only primal desires.
As Oliver’s eyes blazed with greed, Joseph pulled out the pilgarette.
“ah····.”
How sad it was, Oliver cried out without realizing it.
“There are three types of pilgarets. Sedatives based on maternal love or love, indirect pleasures based on s*xual pleasure or drug-induced pleasure, stimulants based on anger or hatred. How are you?”
Oliver answered right away, smirking.
“Yes, it is fun.”
“good night. So, if I ask you to join the work right now, can you do it?”
In response to Joseph’s sudden question, the intermediate and senior students who were working nearby all looked at this side. Oliver replied as usual.
“Yes.”
At that moment Oliver saw. Be wary of yourself and feel hatred.
Those feelings resonated and enveloped the surroundings, creating a heavy silence, with a bang-bang- knocking on the door breaking the silence.
‘ Joseph asked with a smile and leaned towards the door.
“What’s going on?”
“Yes, Master. A person came from the pharmacist. They say they have finally found out about the men who attacked us.”
***
“No, how the hell is the discipline going to be?”
“That’s it. have you all seen Is the master explaining the work to him directly? Fuck.”
“I was lucky enough to get a ball…”
“You even asked if you would like to try it yourself, didn’t you? It took me seven years just to set foot in the studio.”
“Yeah, this is unfair.”
A corner of the basement where no one enters. Senior students and some of the intermediate students gathered and complained to each other.
Today, they were the ones who benefited more from the Joseph family than anyone else, but ironically, they discussed injustice and equity.
·····. Well, maybe it’s not that weird. He’d set the ball and came up in a legal way, but Oliver’s pace of growth was definitely intimidating.
Within ten days of coming in, I became a low-level disciple, and even discussed it as an intermediate-level disciple.
However, their real complaint was not about equity. The real complaint is that their positions are threatened.
The culture of a warlock who seeks power and establishes ranks based on him has ironically changed to a form of preserving his place by killing more talented subordinates as soon as possible. .
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Not everyone acknowledged it, but everyone knew it. When it comes to talent, Oliver is unique.Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
Now they are barely suppressed by the class difference, but if left as it is, there will come a time when class alone will no longer be able to contain it, and then it is a fact that they will be pushed out.One by one, I saw Andrew.
Joseph’s disciple, the second in the family, and their actual head.
Andrew and a colleague, a senior disciple, asked cautiously.
“Are you going to let it go? If we go on like this, all our hard work will be in vain.”
Andrew thought for a moment before opening his mouth.
“·······. You must not hurry.”
“However-“
“-The master is watching him now. If we move clumsily and get caught, it is rather us who die. We are still weaker than our master.”
“then?”
“Let’s wait. It’s a busy time right now, so if you wait, the timing that no one can doubt will come. you know I am lucky.”
Taken from n̲o̲b̲l̲e̲m̲t̲l̲.̲c̲o̲m̲
No one denied that. Andrew was lucky.He was also talented as a warlock, and he easily rose to the rank of Disciple thanks to talented seniors running away from the family one after another. In addition, he also had a characteristic subtlety and cunning.
Andrew said confidently.
“If you wait patiently, the time will surely come.”
Was it a signal for him? Suddenly, an intermediate student informed Wa and Andrew that the master had called.
Andrew got up, changed his clothes, and left for Joseph. Before leaving, he reassured the same faction once more.
“Wait, the opportunity will surely come.”
Then Andrew made his way through the anthill hallway to Joseph’s room.
When I knocked on the door, I heard a voice telling me to come in, and when I went in, Joseph, who had just finished talking to the person the pharmacist had sent, greeted Andrew.
“Are you here?”
“Yes, Master…. that you called What are you doing?”
“It is said that the pharmacist revealed the identity of the man who attacked us. Well, to be precise, he’s trying to eat the area itself.”
“Yes? Who is that fearless bastard?”
“He was a wizard.”
“·····. Yes?”
Andrew questioned his ears and asked again.
“Wizard. Also a magician from the tower. You said some of them came here with Randa’s bastards?”
“A wizard is here…? Is that possible? Aren’t they already doing well in Landa? There’s a tower over there.”
“Well, I don’t believe it yet, but considering the use of expensive scrolls and the information the pharmacist brought, I should believe it first. Some say that even wizards these days have a hard time because of the fierce competition…”
“then····?”
“If the opponent is a magician, the situation becomes more serious than expected. Proper wizards are living heavy weapons. Probably, it will be difficult to handle it only with the pharmacist side.”
“Then, are you helping the pharmacist?”
“Yeah, they’re also our enemies anyway, so we’d better work together to eradicate them. Before getting entangled in other flies…. Anthony and the Dominique family also agreed to help.”
Andrew nodded as if he knew. It seemed like things were going to be bigger than I expected.
“then····. Should I go to the support?”
“I guess so. Do you have any complaints?”
“No, no. Rather, it is what I was hoping for.”
Andrew spoke a lie as if it were the truth.
“Thank you for accepting me. Whatever it is, instead, make sure you have enough people. The vacant labor force can be filled by me. I will give you two fellow senior students, four intermediate students, and six junior students. That would be safe.”
At that moment, a lightning bolt flashed through Andrew’s head. Yes, the opportunity has already come.
“Then, my lord. May I ask you a small favor?”
“What?”
“Can I pick someone to take me to support?”
Andrew said, thinking of Oliver. He was lucky too.