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Chapter 216 Breaking the Rules is Unacceptable

Chapter 216 Breaking the Rules is Unacceptable

However, a dozen or so people remained at the scene and did not leave. They looked at each other, and several of the dwarves who seemed to be of particularly high status exchanged glances before approaching Li Ang.

A burly dwarf with a thick, fiery red beard, missing his left arm and right eye, put on the most benevolent possible smile and spoke in heavily accented Common, "Honorable Master Leon, I am Balin Black Iron, the patriarch of the Black Iron Clan. You see—my injuries are quite severe, and clan affairs are very busy. Could you—make an exception? I'm willing to pay double, no, triple the price, just to ask that you treat me first!"

"And me, Master! I'm from the Bronzebeard family, and my brother even served as your guide. I'm willing to pay three times the price!"

"I'll bet four times!"

Immediately, the remaining dwarves all spoke up, trying to persuade Li Ang with money.

Li Ang frowned slightly, his face expressionless, his tone calm yet undeniably firm: "Rules are rules. Since treatment permits are issued in order, treatments must also be conducted in order. Today, only the first ten will receive treatment. Please leave; I don't want a next time."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an invisible pressure. Those dwarf nobles who still wanted to try their luck felt a chill when they met Li Ang's calm gaze. They swallowed the words that were on the tip of their tongues and could only awkwardly bow before turning away, their faces filled with resentment and frustration.

In the end, only ten dwarf patients holding treatment permits remained in front of the workshop. They looked at Li Ang with eager eyes, all wanting to establish a relationship with this "incarnation of the legendary Titan of Life," and they all wanted to step forward to introduce themselves and state their names.

However, Li Ang was clearly uninterested in this. He ignored the attempts to ingratiate himself and simply gestured for White to maintain order.

He first took the permits stamped with the royal seal from the dwarves, and after confirming that the serial numbers were correct, he began to treat their injuries one by one.

At the start of treatment, he used high-quality medicine for those with relatively minor injuries, such as those who had only lost a finger or part of a foot, while he used top-grade medicine for those with severe injuries such as the loss of an entire arm, thigh, or blindness.

Although the injection process may seem horrifying, it's nothing to these dwarves who have experienced the ravages of war.

As the emerald green potion was injected, granulation tissue began to wriggle, bones grew, and new limbs or eyeballs slowly regenerated under the astonished gazes of the crowd, immense joy and fervor once again enveloped the workshop.

The ten reborn dwarven nobles trembled with excitement. They crossed their hands over their chests and bowed deeply to Leon, expressing their heartfelt gratitude in Common.

After treating these ten patients, Li Ang looked at the empty medicine box and did some mental calculations.

At this rate of treatment, even if he works at full capacity, it would probably take him about ten days to cure all the more than one hundred people waiting in line outside.

This would undoubtedly conflict with their original plan to return to Lelita after the coronation ceremony in Maya.

He immediately contacted Maya through the enforcement team badge on his chest, briefly explained the situation, and asked if he could transfer some more pharmacists from elsewhere to help.

Maya's response came quickly, her tone very relaxed: "Li Angqing, I understand the situation. I will try my best to send some apothecaries to your place. And you don't need to worry. Just leave as planned. I will handle things here in Ironforge. At worst, we can refund them first, and then we'll talk about it when you come next time."

After the communication ended, Li Ang also joined the material preparation team today. With his personal demonstration and guidance, the apprentices' speed and quality in preparing materials have been significantly improved.

White was also diligently absorbing knowledge, and even he felt he was benefiting greatly, let alone the apprentices.

With the addition of Li Ang and the improved skills of the apprentices, the efficiency and quality of raw material processing have reached a new level compared to yesterday.

Finally, by evening, Li Ang had successfully refined fifteen doses of [Targeted Tissue Regeneration Agent], a 50% increase over the previous day, and the rate of top-quality agents had also increased to 80%, resulting in a total of twelve bottles of top-quality agents.

Back at the hotel, Li Ang, unusually, did not meditate but went straight to sleep. After two consecutive days of intense refining and treatment, although his mental energy was still abundant, the mental exhaustion was real.

I slept without any dreams.

The next morning, when Li Ang walked toward the royal potion workshop again, he was so shocked by the sight before him that he stopped in his tracks.

The open space from yesterday is now overflowing with people. The number of dwarves gathered here today has almost doubled, forming a dense, dark mass, probably no less than two or three hundred people.

To Li Ang's surprise, Mei Ya was also at the workshop entrance.

Today she was wearing a more formal royal dress, and her height, which was a head taller than that of an average dwarf, made her stand out in the crowd.

Upon seeing Li Ang, her emerald green eyes lit up, and she immediately pushed through the crowd to greet him.

"Li Angqing, you've finally arrived!" Mei Ya's tone carried a hint of helplessness, yet also a touch of smugness.

"Starting yesterday afternoon, those guys who were originally just observing couldn't sit still anymore. They almost broke down the threshold of my palace, crying and begging to buy treatment vouchers."

She pointed to the huge crowd behind her, "Look at this scene—"

Looking at the huge customer base in front of him, Li Ang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. How long would it take to cure this?

Maya seemed to sense his worry and quickly added, "But don't worry, I have already urgently notified Ironforge and all the surrounding towns to send the best apothecaries available to help. Look, these ten are the first batch to arrive, and more should be coming later."

She stepped aside, revealing ten dwarven apothecaries behind her, dressed in robes of various colors, their expressions a mixture of tension and curiosity.

The way they looked at Li Ang was exactly the same as the apprentices in the workshop—full of awe.

Hearing this, Li Ang felt somewhat relieved. Having help was better than having none. He nodded to the ten new pharmacists and instructed White, "Wizard White, these ten new colleagues are yours. Disassemble them and assign them to various material processing groups, led by experienced apprentices, to familiarize them with the process as quickly as possible."

"Yes, sir, leave it to me!" White puffed out his chest, feeling a glorious mission on his shoulders, and immediately began to busily make arrangements.

After assigning his helpers, Li Ang turned to the restless crowd, channeled his wind element, and his voice rang out clearly: "Fifteen people will be treated today. Numbers eleven through twenty-five, please stay. The rest of you, please leave!"