Wizard, I have a different world

"Peng!"

After the champagne was fully chilled, there was still a big gap in the internal and external air pressure. As the iron ring was pulled open, the cork was lifted high by the liquid inside, and the white 'fruit wine' sprayed forward.

"oh!"

"Crash..."

The crowd roared.

Karl gestured to everyone with a smile on his face and said:

"First of all, I would like to thank the Billiton Group for its support. Without the support of the Group, my research would be unsustainable."

"Secondly, I want to thank Miss Monica. It was Miss Monica who gave me the opportunity to conduct scientific research."

"Once again, I would like to thank all my colleagues and students in the experimental group. I couldn't have done it without you..."

"Haha..." Blaise laughed below:

"Professor Karl, your speech is too official, too formal. You are the key to everything."

"Here's to you!"

"Professor Carl!"

"cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses together and laughed continuously.

This is the top floor of the hotel, specially designed to hold large banquets, and today it is Karl's home court.

"I didn't expect that Professor Carl's research would produce results so quickly." Ruili stood below with a cup of juice:

"Monica, you really found yourself a treasure this time."

"That's right." Monica licked the corners of her mouth, her red lips smeared with lipstick exuding an alluring luster:

"I've been very lucky."

"Professor Carl's research can help improve and cure several congenital diseases, and can bring hundreds of millions in revenue to Billiton Group every year. This is just the beginning. I believe that the professor's subsequent research will have greater economic value."

"Hundreds of millions!" Ruili's face flushed:

"Representatives from several pharmaceutical companies have recently contacted Carl. You must be careful not to be pried away."

"Don't worry." Monica chuckled:

"We signed a contract with Professor Carl. He not only has a one-time income, but also has a profit share of the drug, and..."

"From what I understand, Professor Carr is not very interested in money. He is a true academic."

"How much?" Ruili asked curiously:

"How much did you give Carl?"

"Hehe..." Monica chuckled:

"This is classified as confidential, but Professor Carl must have financial freedom now."

"At least for you."

"Ah!" Ruili sighed:

"Actually, Professor Carl is not too old, don't you think? Although he looks average, he has a very good temperament."

"Uh..." Monica looked strangely:

"Ruili, you are getting married soon."

"It's already blown." Ruili shrugged:

"Love is like a phantom out there, always elusive and far less tangible than money."

"As soon as we talked about the wedding, there were so many conflicts. We can already foresee the quarrel after the wedding, so we should just separate and calm down."

?

Monica shook her head slightly.

Ruili was her good friend, and she also knew Ruili's fiancé. She was originally very optimistic about their relationship.

Unexpectedly...

Just like back then, who would have thought that she would choose to break up with Blaise who didn't want to be separated for a moment?

"Peng!"

"Pumbaa!"

With the help of a director of Billiton Group, a series of champagne was opened and the audience cheered.

"Don't mention anything you're unhappy about."

Monica cheered up:

"Today is Professor Karl's celebration banquet, so we need to drink a few more drinks."

"yes!"

Ruili nodded.

"Monica." Blaise, who was wearing a slim-fitting dress, stepped closer, bent down and saluted, and stretched out one hand:

"Would I be honored to dance with you?"

"My pleasure."

Monica smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand to shake each other's hands, and the two of them moved with flexible steps to blend into the crowd.

Champagne, music, dancing...

The senior executives of Billiton Group gathered around Karl, congratulating him from time to time and discussing the next arrangements.

"Professor Carl."

Eugene is a bald old man in his fifties. He smiled and said:

"I heard that you plan to buy a house. Billiton Group has channels for this. Do you need help?"

"Need not."

Karl smiled lightly and shook his head:

"I'm looking at an old house on the edge of midtown. The price is okay. If there are no problems, I'll buy it there."

"An old house on the edge of the city?" Eugene frowned:

"The houses over there are quite old."

"yes."

Karl nodded:

"This is a house that was built more than 600 years ago. It is said that it was the residence of a certain earl. That earl happened to be named Bergman. Maybe it is fate, so I plan to buy it."

"Well..." Eugene touched his chin:

"Professor Carl, even if a centuries-old house is carefully maintained, some places are out of date."

"Maybe……"

"You should think about it again."

"Really?" Karl said thoughtfully:

"Then let's take a look."

He didn't intend to consider it, because the house was originally his and had previous feelings.

not to mention,

There was something of interest to him there, too.

…………

As the first person to follow Karl in the laboratory, Barrow was naturally invited to attend the banquet.

While everyone else was gathering, he went to the area where the food was and started feasting.

Since his body changed, he found that his food intake and digestion ability had greatly increased.

Feeling hungry early.

"Barrow."

"Well..." Barrow swallowed the pastry in his mouth desperately, and wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth with some embarrassment:

"Tracy, you're here too."

"Yeah."

Tracy has long blue hair, and her appearance is not very outstanding, with many freckles on her cheeks.

But every time he saw her, Barrow felt his heartbeat speed up uncontrollably.

"Thanks to your support during this period, otherwise I really don't know how to continue my studies."

Tracy sighed:

"I have found a suitable buyer for some of the things my father left behind. I will pay you back when I sell them."

"Don't worry." Barrow waved his hand hastily:

"I am not short of money now."

"Professor Carl gave bonuses to the people in the laboratory yesterday. I got 10,000 pounds. If you need it, I can lend it to you first."

"Ah!" Tracy's eyes widened:

"10,000 pounds?"

"Yes." Barrow scratched his head and grinned:

"I have to say that Professor Carl is a very generous elder. Each person in the laboratory gets 8,000 pounds. Because I was the first one to join him, I gave him 10,000 pounds, and the subsidy will be increased by 300 starting next month."

"Helping in the laboratory is not much lower than working outside."

Tracy looked envious.

She had never worried about money before, but since her father Jim died unexpectedly, she realized the importance of money.

Father did not leave her much inheritance, and the tuition fees of the school were already beyond her ability to bear.

Fortunately, Barrow was willing to help.

Ten thousand pounds!

Licking the corner of her mouth, Tracy lowered her head and reached out to grab Barrow as if she had made a decision.

"Come with me."

"Ah!"

Barrow was stunned and followed subconsciously.

Corner.

Several hidden sights were quietly withdrawn.

"The target left the party, follow."

"The girl named Tracy has detected a weak supernatural power, and her consciousness has been marked..."

"Pay attention to the night watchman!"

"Swish!"

In the dark night.

A bat flew down from the top of the building and circled in the air.

Carl stood in front of the French window with a wine glass in his hand, looking at the figure below, chuckled and shook his head.