Chapter 8: Potion Business
The day I arrived at End Village with my potion cases, I decided to pay Jackson a visit first before selling them to the drugstore.
Jackson was the person I trusted the most in the village. Not only did he know exactly who I was, but he knew that I had memories from my past life too.
I did trust the rest of the 60~ or so villagers, but Jackson was the only one who knew my secrets and kept them that way. So I appreciated him for that.
Obviously, the rest of the villagers knew that I wasn't normal. I mean, they saw this 12-year-old kid go into the forest for days and teleport back with a bunch of trading goods. But they still didn't ask me any questions... They all just went with it, which I appreciated a lot.
"Let's see, what are you bringing me today?" said Jackson as he guided me to his living room.
I placed the cases that I was carrying on my back on the ground and took one bottle of each, then placed them on the table in front of him.
"I made these... But... I don't know if they are any good."
"Did you test them?" said Jackson as he picked up one of the bottles.
"I did, but the Inspect says that their effect is way more potent than anything I could test for myself..."
"I see, let me take a look..."
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