I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

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The following morning.

After getting up, Chen Lun felt somewhat listless.

"I overworked myself last night, my back and waist are aching..."

He yawned, heading to the bathroom to freshen up.

While looking in the mirror, he noticed that his Handsome Value had slightly decreased.

This was not good...

"Even with 'Maggie's Tear' boosting the recovery of Sanity, my mind still feels somewhat overwhelmed..."

Last night, he tried "recharging" the Maggie Statue with Sanity, but to avoid the adverse reactions of a halved Sanity Value, he only stored 10 Points each time.

With his maximum Sanity Value of 25 Points, this ensured there wouldn't be any major issues.

However, he hadn't expected that after three rounds, it was already deep into the night, and he started to feel somewhat dazed.

This reminded Chen Lun that even if the loss of Sanity didn't exceed half, frequent depletion of Sanity could still cause the brain to become fatigued and uncomfortable.

"It looks like I can only do this once a night. Doing more than that is unbearable... Humans need to learn moderation, to stop when necessary."

He sighed softly, shaking his head.

"This task is both bitter and tiring, and also inefficient... but the public test is still far away, and during this time, I can only rely on myself to slowly charge up the Maggie Statue."

As Chen Lun thought about this, he couldn't help but look forward to the arrival of the public test.

With players as a group of "mobile batteries," extracting their Sanity would be incredibly efficient.

After finishing his wash, Chen Lun went downstairs for breakfast, then returned to his room.

He sat by the window, quietly reading.

He perused each of the four Mystic Books, and although his goal was to gain the Experience Points and Points within, the content also greatly interested Chen Lun.

Careful reading didn't yield any substantial gains, but it did deepen his understanding of the four factions and even the entire Mystic Realm.

As the proverb says, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." Even with the knowledge from his past life, Chen Lun still felt he only understood the tip of the iceberg of this world.

The road ahead was still very long.

Rustle rustle...

Only the occasional sound of pages turning broke the quiet of the room.

Time quickly reached noon.

Connie knocked on the door, informing Chen Lun that it was time for lunch.

Only then did Chen Lun close the book and put them away.

As he went downstairs with Connie, she mentioned that the brewing equipment had arrived and was temporarily placed in the courtyard.

This news naturally lifted Chen Lun's spirits.

"Mr. Jack, do you plan to brew wine?"

Connie asked curiously.

"Hmm... Don't you think that personally brewing a bottle of fine wine for everyone to enjoy is quite an achievement, Connie?"

Chen Lun replied with a light chuckle.

"It's just like Miss Floey's enjoyment of cooking. Every time she sees the smile on your face as you eat, she also shows a satisfied expression,"

Connie said softly.

Chen Lun was slightly taken aback, then smiled serenely.

He and Connie walked down the wooden staircase, raising his hand and pointing downwards.

"The villa has a large basement that shouldn't go to waste, which can serve as a wine cellar."

"That's true, Mr. Jack,"

Connie said with a smile.

"I'm really looking forward to tasting the fine wine you brew. Will I be able to have a sip too?"

Her eyes were full of anticipation.

Chen Lun chuckled.

"Of course,"

he added:

"In the future, you might also need to handle the sales of the wine we brew. How could you judge its quality without tasting it yourself?"

"Is that so...?!"

Connie was very surprised.

"Jack's mansion might become a renowned vineyard in the future...!"

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After lunch, Chen Lun instructed the "servants" to move the brewing equipment into the basement.

These strong-bodied members of the Circus didn't take much effort to complete the task.

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The basement had been tidied up by Chen Lun's men in advance, and all they needed to do was place the equipment properly to start brewing the liquor.

After everyone else had left, Chen Lun looked at his own brewing room and nodded contentedly. Your adventure continues at empire

Although it wasn't delicate or beautiful, and might even be described as somewhat crude, for him, it was more than enough.

An incandescent light was hung on one side of the wall, emitting a dim yellow glow.

Chen Lun stood by the workbench and smiled lightly.

"For the first attempt, let's start with a simple test."

He first turned on the tap, washed his hands, then picked up two pieces of ginger, rubbing the skin off gently with his fingers.

With a bit more force, the two pieces of ginger were crushed into pulp, which he threw into a glass jar he had prepared in advance.

"Then add clear water, sugar, and lemon peel..."

Chen Lun's movements were quick, his mind already ahead with the knowledge and steps he needed, his superhuman coordination rivaling that of a machine in accuracy and without error.

What he planned to brew was ginger beer, the most popular beverage of the era.

It was both inexpensive and refreshing.

The most important ingredients like ginger, lemons, and yeast could be found at any grocery store, and essentially every household brewed this kind of beer.

In places like the Outer City District, where water sources in many blocks were possibly unhygienic, drinking this kind of light beer had become an important matter.

At the very least, you weren't likely to fall ill so easily.

"The lemon peel should have no pith, or the taste will be slightly bitter..."

Chen Lun chopped the lemon peel and threw it into the glass jar, then spread a layer of yeast paste over a piece of toasted bread and gently placed it on the surface of the liquid.

Clang.

He sealed the glass jar.

The whole process took less than ten minutes, and Chen Lun looked at the jar of liquid on the table, resting his chin on his hand, lost in thought.

"Following the original brewing process, it still needs to ferment for two or three days, which is too long..."

Chen Lun stretched a hand out, gently touching the glass jar, as an invisible power began to radiate.

"But a 'Brewmaster' can speed up the fermentation process..."

Next, the originally clear and distinct liquid in the glass jar began to turn cloudy, with tiny bubbles starting to surface.

As if the fast-forward button had been pressed, the ginger beer was ready in no time.

"If you let the wine ferment naturally, the most common red wine takes over four months, with better ones measured in years... the time needed is too long."

Chen Lun withdrew his hand, sighing.

He chose to stop the fermentation because if it continued, the alcohol content in this jar of ginger beer would exceed the limit, no longer fitting its original concept.

It would turn from a refreshing light beer into a strong spirit.

Then Chen Lun filtered out the impurities from the glass jar, bottled half, and poured the other half into a new glass jar.

"This ordinary bottle will be saved to drink at dinner."

Chen Lun wiped the bottle with a clean cloth and gently set it aside.

He then turned his gaze to the remaining half of the liquid.

"Now it's time for 'Bloody Fine Brew' to come into play..."

He took out two supernatural ingredients from the panel, one was 'Walking Fish Meat,' and the other was 'Walking Fish Fin.'

Although in the Immortal Realm the Walking Fish was a supernatural creature tainted by mystic pollution, the materials left after their death could be used normally... as if they had been purified by some unseen force.

This was something Chen Lun couldn't yet explain, but he suspected it might be related to the mechanisms of the Immortal Realm itself.

He added the two supernatural ingredients to the glass jar and then activated the 'Brewmaster' ability, his palms seemingly emitting invisible energy fluctuations.

The somewhat odd-looking supernatural ingredients quickly dissolved, completely blending into the liquid as if they had never been there at all.

The beer, after a second fermentation, took on a deeper milky yellow color.

After a while,

Chen Lun opened the glass jar, and a strange fragrance wafted out, invigorating his spirits.

[Supernatural Wine - Unnamed]

Item description: A liquor containing a hint of deep sea force, seeming to be made from ordinary ginger beer with added supernatural materials.

Item effects: Can slightly increase resistance to water pressure, enhance lung capacity, and grant a short-term understanding of swimming, can also improve skin gloss and hydration slightly.

"Hmm..."

Chen Lun looked at the jar of liquor, shrugging his shoulders.

"It's of little help for combat, but it does have some commercial value... too bad it can't be mass-produced."

Although the scenes in the Mystic Realm were always the Gloomy Forest, the dangers and opportunities differed each time, making it hard to ensure that he would encounter that pool again.

Even if he did, Chen Lun had no intention of taking the risk.

Above all, the unknown colossal creature lurking beneath the pool felt terrifying.

"Let's consider it a beauty drink, and have Floey and Connie try it..."

Chen Lun began bottling the supernatural liquor from the glass jar, mentally planning his next brewing project.

"'Bloody Fine Brew' can't specify the effects of the wine it brews, there's a bit of randomness, of course, it's also directly related to the supernatural materials added... Next time, I'll start brewing red wine, after all, that's the mainstream luxury wine of this era."