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After thoroughly assessing him, he asked, “How did you solve it?”

Link replied nonchalantly, “Just like that.”

Morpheus asked again, “Not hard?”

Link responded again, “Not hard.”

After a moment of silence, Morpheus suddenly burst into a rage.

“Bloody hell, are all the brain-dead in Front Line’s Medical Department?

Such an easy problem to solve, yet they claim it’s difficult and time-consuming, asking me to wait patiently because they don’t have enough people to deal with it immediately.

Wait for what bullshit!”

“Um…”

Link was speechless upon hearing this.

He had no idea about this.

If his straightforward response had somehow damaged his comrades in the Medical Department, that would be terrible.

But then again, it really wasn’t difficult.

He simply switched on “Multi-Threading Thinking” for just 20 seconds.

“Alright, you can go rest now. Once I have cleaned up everything, you can take over the responsibility of potion development.”

Morpheus waved, signifying Link to return to the dormitory.

The next parts would be overly bloody, unsuitable for children.

Turning around, Link immediately left without any delay.

Clearly, Morpheus was carrying out Wizard Palo’s order, knowing the division of labor between them.

Link should just wait for a completely renewed Potion Department then.

However, just as he returned to the dormitory, Link heard a horrible scream.

The voice was quite familiar.

It was Viranny, who claimed to know lots of different strategies.

Link wasn’t sure whether Morpheus had more techniques of interrogation or Viranny had more survival strategies.

He resorted to “Mind Closure Technique” to block the sporadic screaming and wailing from the courtyard.

Link reclined on his bed and closed his eyes to catch a nap.

He had been busy since he left the house, either running all over or doing experiments, without any breaks.

Quite tiring.

The Potion Department staff must have had an even tougher time.

The screaming and wailing continued for half a day.

They were restrained by the anti-magic barrier; they couldn’t use witchcraft nor magic tools. They just had to endure the dreadful noise and psychological terror helplessly.

Nobody was a fool.

Everyone knew Morpheus’s intention to put up such a show in front of everyone – not an interrogation, but direct torture, was meant to serve as a stern warning.

To warn everyone, not to cause trouble or get embroiled in anyone else’s mess.

Otherwise, they would end up the same, miserable and helpless.

“Such a fiend!”

After a long period, someone sighed in dismay.

“Yeah, old Morpheus sure is cruel!”

Another person chimed in.

The one who sighed first gave a sidelong glance at him, looked at him as if he were an idiot for quite a while, then explained, “What I meant is that the newcomer assigned to the potion development team is cruel. He cleaned up the whole potion development and refinement team as soon as he arrived!”

“Now that you mention it, he sure is ruthless!”

Even though both men spoke in deliberately hushed voices, some people heard them loud and clear.

Thus, the sentiment began to spread, even outside, probably distorted.

Soon, a rumor began to circulate through the entire Rear Camp.

Reportedly, a newcomer named Link Grande wiped out everyone in the Potion Department, killing the entire potion development and refinement team.

Many people found such gossip far too absurd to believe.

But the next day, the entire staff of the potion development and refinement team in the Potion Department had indeed vanished.

Quite terrifying!

Given so, people were compelled to believe the rumor.

Thus, most people in the Rear Camp got to know a piece of news:

The newbie, Link Grande, was a homicidal maniac.

Steer clear of him when you see him.

Don’t mess with him!