Chapter 89: The product of the Gunner must be...
"Handsome."
Wei En looked at the familiar bedroom layout and snapped his fingers excitedly.
This is what a wizard should be like. He can appear in another place with just a thought.
It is simply an excellent skill for wizards to escape for their lives.
Miss Zombie was stunned for a moment when she saw Wei En suddenly appearing, and then she quickly put on the skirt that she had not finished sewing in her hand.
"Um..."
Wei En noticed her look now, "Sorry, I just learned a spell and am testing its effect." "
Are you sewing clothes...?"
He knew as soon as the words came out of his mouth. Asked myself a stupid question.
The zombie lady was holding needle and thread in her hands, and she even took off her clothes for a walk. What else could she be doing other than sewing a skirt?
Could it be possible...
After Sharapova put on her skirt expressionlessly, she turned her back and said, "I need a room."
"No problem, there is an empty room downstairs, you can stay there temporarily. , but there is no bed or quilt..."
Sharapova paused as she moved outside, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."
Wei En was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but he actually let an undead creature sleep on the bed , and asked her to cover herself with a quilt...
Fortunately, Miss Zombie didn't answer a word, otherwise he would have cast another flicker spell and flashed back to the studio...
After she left the bedroom, Wei En felt better, thinking back to In the scene just now, Shaba said: "I'll buy her a set of underwear tomorrow..."
He had already noticed that the residence was much cleaner and tidier from top to bottom.
Don't think about other kind-hearted people, it can only be done by the zombie lady who works hard and is willing to be a bully.
Although he is not very clear whether all undead creatures have the attribute of doing housework...
[Congratulations, have a wonderful day. Evaluation: Enjoy the killing, immersed in the killing, and become indifferent. Reward: Survival Points +3. ]
"Sleep, sleep..." ...
When the church bell rang eight times, Wei En woke up from his deep sleep. However, he did not get up. Instead, he closed his eyes and read some rune knowledge in his mind. With such a huge amount of knowledge content, it would be too slow to just rely on his unconscious absorption and rummaging when using it. Therefore, before going to bed last night, he made a special study plan for himself. From now on, it will become his daily habit to study runes before getting up in the morning. After spending half an hour and quickly absorbing one thousandth of the basic knowledge of runes, Wei En got up and took a shower. According to the above records, the emergence of runes can be traced back to the end of the Second Era. The specific time is not stated, and it is not clear who invented it. There are only a few simple sentences: "Runes are the essence of rules, the imprint of power, and the false extension of greatness." As soon as they appeared, the runes were learned and accepted by the extraordinary people in this world, and they are still used today. Wizards were born after the appearance of runes, using runes as the basis to build a spell system... There is also a classic quotation, which was said by a great wizard in the middle of the third era: "Give me a little time, and I will make the gods Turned into the original rune..." For a moment, Wei En thought of the original rune of Death God Olanel. This may be the origin of the Death God's original runes... Wei En recalled the evaluation given on the panel when the runes knowledge tree was first generated: The emergence of runes has infinitely increased the upper limit of the power of extraordinary beings. It turned out that the panel had already made it clear to him at that time - the power of runes. But at that time, he didn't realize it at all.
"This time I really stand on the shoulders of giants..."
After Wayne washed up, put on a new investigator uniform, trimmed his hair in front of the mirror, and then wiped out the last black bread.
His current appetite has at least tripled compared to before. For one pound of brown bread, he can eat four pieces for breakfast.
A rough calculation shows that we spend at least 3 shillings on food every day.
This was only calculated in terms of brown bread...
Wei En counted the gold pounds in his wallet, and... Oh, 18 gold pounds and 5 shillings, that's okay.
I almost forgot, he just received a huge sum of money yesterday.
Coupled with the proceeds from selling potions in the future - not to mention not short of money, at least I can buy brown bread with a few pieces of cheese and butter.
After cleaning up, Wei En looked at the time - 8:50.
"There is still some time to spare, why not go into that nightmare realm now and have a look?" Just as
he thought of it, Wayne took out the metal card and put it on his forehead according to the method Claire said.
Hmm, cool and cool...
huh?
Immediately afterwards, Wei En felt that his body became erratic, as if there was no entity under his feet, and he kept falling downwards.
All the surrounding scenes began to become distorted and void, as if being sucked into another space.
When he opened his eyes again, his appearance had changed.
"The products produced by gunmen must be of high quality. Don't miss today's first batch of perfect muskets. Come and take a look." "The
developing potion produced in the distant Eastern Continent, the Kingdom of Chartland, has a powerful effect and can be traced back to Ten years ago..."
"The Blood Spirit School is forcefully collecting the corpses of the priests of the Church of Dawn. If you are interested, please submit your number..."
Wei En stared blankly at the scene in front of him, each with a strange shape and a stone. Qualitative... tombstone?
This is actually a desolate cemetery! ?
He checked again. There was black soil under his feet, with crooked stone tombstones standing everywhere around him, and slightly raised mounds behind the tombstones.
When those black figures were hawking, they were sitting or standing leaning against the tombstones. The mounds in front of them were like natural stalls, dividing different areas... How do you call
this trading place?
It's surprisingly reassuring - what a ghost!
Another thing that Wei En found strange was those dark shadows.
The man hawking guns could be seen to be a mechanical reformer with only the upper body, and there was a big number on his forehead, which was the number 3 in Gonzalez language.
The person selling the developing potion was a very blurry figure, and his outline could only be vaguely discerned.
Well, it's a fish with legs.
He also has a number on his forehead - 5.
As for the wizard of the Blood Spirit School who recovered the body of the priest, he could only see a black shadow, which should be wearing a robe.
The number on his forehead is 18.
Wei En quickly looked down, and he was relieved when he found that he was also just a blurry blue shadow.
Um?
Everyone has numbers on their heads, so me - 22? ?
This number is quite familiar...
Wei En thought thoughtfully: It seems to be the same as the original value he saw before?
"Hey, there's a 22-year-old here..."
But when Wei En heard his voice and looked over, the mechanical transformer with only the upper body had a hazy red light flashing on his blurry head and waved his hand quickly.
"Um, please don't look at me. I was just expressing my surprise, no offense intended."
Only the wizard who was suspected of being from the Blood Spirit School behaved normally.
"Dear Sir, good morning, please forgive me for not telling you my real name. However, you can call me Franta here."
Is this talking to me?
Wayne: "Good morning, Franta."
"How can I help you? From the look of you, it should be your first time in the nightmare realm." "
It is indeed the first time."
Although it is not clear why these people are here. It would be such a reaction, but Wei En still pretended to be a real boss.
Then I saw the black shadow getting closer, and where the head was, I could only see a blur of white and two blood-red...
mouth and eyes?
"If you don't mind, I can give you a brief introduction to this place."
Wei En was wary, "Of course." But thinking about Claire's description of the nightmare, there should be no dangerous situation.
"Please come here..."
With that said, the two of them walked through the slightly crowded crowd and walked out.
But what concerned Wei En more was the information he heard when he passed by those vague shadows whose numbers were not in double figures.
"22? Captain level... Uh-huh, I didn't say anything, don't look at me..."
"What captain level? The origin increases by 220%. Even if he is just a high-level wizard apprentice, his strength is almost at the captain level. The threshold has been reached."
"If you are captain-level, you will definitely be a top powerhouse, and you can even be ranked among the city-states..."
Origin increase of 220%?
Wei En thought in hindsight: So, what he thought was weak before was actually not really weak?
With the increase in original power, is he even comparable to captain level?
It seems that after arriving at the Secret Adjustment Department, we can check with Lacey.
At this time, Franta said: "It's your first time here, so you probably don't know the divisions of the nightmare realm yet, right?"
Wayne nodded slightly, "It's really not very clear. Could you please give me a detailed introduction?"
The number on Franta's forehead is 18, indicating that his strength should be very strong, at least much more real than what he pretends to be.
"I believe the person who gave you the ticket should have said that this is a place specifically for pagans to trade, right?" "
That's right."
Franta chuckled, "But he must not have told you that actually There are strict regional divisions here."
"Oh?" Wei En asked doubtfully, "How are they divided?" "
It's based on numbers," Franta said, not pointing at him, but pointing to his forehead: "Below 10 is in the initial area, which is this cemetery." "
10-20 is the transit area, which is our next destination. It is not like here and will be quieter." "
20-50 is the captain It is an exclusive area for level 50. Only strong people like you can enter there." "As for
what it looks like to be above 50, I don't know..."
Wei En nodded thoughtfully, "That's it."
Not long after, the two walked out of the cemetery area, and Wei En felt that the scene in front of him changed directly.
"Here we are, here is the transit area - the tower."
If the previous initial area was a barren ruin, then this place called the transit area appears to be much more advanced.
I saw a tower towering into the sky. The cylindrical tower was slightly broken, as if it had experienced a war.
Black shadows, similar to those in the cemetery area, come in and out from the entrance of the tower.
Wei En looked at the building in front of him, raised his head slightly, then raised his head, then raised his head again...
What kind of tower is this, so high?
"How many floors are there, um...?"
"Your Excellency, you are joking. I am only a junior wizard. I can operate in the fifty-floor area at the bottom. You have to go up alone."
Franta's blurry face seemed to flash a little envy, "Forgot to ask Now, do you want to buy or sell the item?"
Wayne touched his nose and said, "For sale."
Huh?
Just a soft touch?
It seems that the surrounding scene in this nightmare area looks real, but is it actually just an illusory place?
However, it is too real.
"Oh?" Franta asked with great interest: "I don't know what you want to sell. Maybe there is something I need." "
Well, it's just a potion. There is no corpse of a priest of the Dawn Church that you need."
The wizards of the Blood Spirit School really have a great interest in those priests, and they can be seen purchasing corpses everywhere...
"Of course, of course, the people of the Church of Dawn are still very troublesome, well, I am not questioning it. Your strength."
"It doesn't matter."
Franta seemed relieved, and then said regretfully: "But the magic potion that can be sold by a strong man like you is not something I can covet." "Uh
. , that's not the case."
Wei En looked slightly embarrassed, but fortunately there was a shadow blocking him, otherwise the other party might have noticed something about his expression.
"Oh?"
"Currently the only potions for sale are enlightenment potions, healing potions and spiritual defense potions..."
Franta's face with only black shadow and two blurry eyes showed confusion and weirdness. Are they just basic potions?
"I don't know, what level are you selling?"
Wei En also saw the look in his eyes and pretended to be calm and replied: "Perfect."
"Perfect level enlightenment potion?"
"Yes."
Franta's eyes suddenly lit up, "I knew that a powerful being like you would not sell something that simple." "
Perfect enlightenment potion, 3 gold pounds per bottle, I want as much as you have."
"Do you need it?"
"...Have you always stayed in the research institute before and didn't go out often?" "
Yes, that's right."
This was a strange misunderstanding, but Wei En was happy to see it.
"That's right. Even though the enlightenment potion is just a basic level magic potion, even wizard apprentices can make it, but it is not an easy task to make a perfect enlightenment potion." Franta really regarded him as
a The master of potions who has been studying potion said respectfully: "Even those high-level wizards who want to stably produce a bottle of perfect enlightenment potion have a high failure rate." "Therefore, a magic potion that can restore spiritual power like
this Medicine is very popular here."
Wei En nodded, "Then I understand."
He also understands the principle of finding rare things.
In this way, his plan to sell the potion will go more smoothly.
"Don't know how to trade?"
Franta was stunned, "You agreed?"
"Well, I don't have much time, I have to leave."
"I understand, a master of potions like you who is devoted to research, time They are all precious."
After saying that, Franta stretched out his hand and said to the empty space: "Apply for a transaction."
Huh? ?
Under Wei En's surprised gaze, a strange-looking creature suddenly appeared.
The creature does not have a blurry appearance, but is clear, like the surrounding scene.
Six slender branches like spider legs were propped up on the ground. There was only a ball-shaped head on the legs, and there was only one eye and a mouth on the head... "Transaction amount.
"
Franta looked at Wei En, "Excuse me, how many bottles of enlightenment potion do you have?"
"...one bottle,"
Wei En also knew that the quantity was a little small, and then added: "There are many more to follow, but I have been busy recently. It will be a few days late."
Franta: "..."
A potion master with only one bottle of perfect enlightenment potion, is he a true master?
PS: Thanks to Strong Heart 1 for the tip, thank you.
There is no way to repay, but to update.
I changed some content, it's ten minutes late, sorry.
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