I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

n extremely difficult task, even for the Truth Union, this intense resource consumption was getting a bit too much to bear…

In fact, when he thought about it later on, Andrew found it strange that there hadn't been a single objection throughout the Truth Union when such an absurd plan was proposed.
On the contrary, it had been a unanimous decision that everyone gleefully made.

The Truth Union had talents from every discipline and an enormous amount of capital after all.

Even so, resources weren't finite… The Truth Union too wouldn't give up the research of other disciplines just to focus solely on the 'Clay Idol' project that had slim chances of success.

Furthermore, the rate at which various grades of philosopher's stones were being consumed was alarming.

The basis of this 'Clay Idol' project had been that the Truth Union could already produce low-grade philosopher's stones.

Before this, even producing a low-grade philosopher's stone the size of a rice grain was already a mind-boggling challenge for a Pandemonium-ranked scholar.
For scholars specializing in alchemy, the typical benchmark for mastery was the ability to create low-grade philosopher's stone.

If the alchemy examination were a test, the creation of a low-grade philosopher's stone would be the final question.
Most people might not even comprehend such a question and grasp blindly at straws.

Therefore, most scholars in the discipline of alchemy would never attain mastery throughout their lives…

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Yet, the Truth Union gathered a group of elite scholars and with their collective effort, managed to produce low-grade philosopher’s stones, which was an amazing feat by itself.

Afterwards, the 'Clay Idol' project commenced.

Andrew’s quick glance lingered on a transparent tank labeled S-277.
The homunculus floating in the bubbling nutrition fluid had a pale, puerile face, yet Andrew could sense a tad of familiarity from it.

He left shortly after and did not give any extra attention to such an ordinary homunculus.

Yet, at the present moment, as this flashback replayed, Andrew realized that the homunculus appeared to have tilted her head and cast a gaze upon the nearest scholar ever so slightly.
It had been so brief that it seemed like just an illusion.

“Hello, what would you like to have? Here is the menu.”

A pale, slender hand pushed a piece of paper toward Andrew.
“Our milk tea is newly launching today, but unfortunately the discount vouchers for the first hundred customers have already been distributed…”

Andrew snapped back to reality, raising his head to meet the jet black pupils of the young bookstore assistant’s gaze.

The same indifference, the same look.

S-277!

That’s right, this bookstore assistant was part of the second batch of homunculi he had briefly caught a glimpse of back at the laboratory.

A storm brewed within Andrew’s mind.

Back when the laboratory came under attack, a total of three homunculi went missing, including S-277.
It was initially thought that these three had been stolen together, but S-277 had unexpectedly become an assistant at the bookstore.

Could it be that Mr.
Lin was already aware of what the Path of the Flaming Sword's plans were back then even though the Truth Union was still in the dark?!

Otherwise, how could he have gotten a homunculus to be his assistant amidst the attack that no one saw coming?

Andrew suppressed his shock and retrieved the neatly-folded discount voucher from his pocket and exclaimed hurriedly, “I have it! I have the discount voucher! Mr.
Lin gave it to me…”

He reached out and handed the voucher over.
Upon verifying that it was the same voucher that Lin Jie had taken previously, she nodded.
“So, one pearl milk tea, am I right?”

Andrew exhaled sharply and nodded vigorously.
“That’s right.”

So it's like that!

Ahh, everything is all a part of Boss Lin’s plan…

Andrew had been wondering why the philosopher's stone had to be delivered to Mr.
Lin, but now he realized it was to complete S-277!