Chapter 104 Similar Pollution Sources (Please subscribe)

Style: Fantasy Author: ImanaWords: 2340Update Time: 24/01/12 00:09:14
After Thor temporarily absorbed the pollution from the traveling merchant Jia Jiagu, in order to continue to study the characteristics of the remaining pollution sources on his body and find other ways to remove the pollution, Sol invited Jia Jiagu to board the Rhine Lake.

But Jiajia Gu said that he still had goods to sell and could not stay too long and refused.

However, in order to express his sincere gratitude, Gagagu showed Sol his own shelves and said that he would give Sol the opportunity to purchase them at half price.

Of course, just listen to the discounts offered by merchants, but you still have to measure the value yourself.

It happened that Thor had just built the Wizard Tower, and many infrastructure and daily necessities were scarce. After looking at the inventory provided by Jiajiagu, he found that the price was indeed much cheaper than outside, and immediately ordered a few goods.

The Jiajia drums that were in stock were left directly, and those that were not available were promised to be delivered to him within a month.

At the same time, Gagagu will also introduce suitable "patients" to Saul, open up sales for him, and spread his reputation.

After Jia Jiagu left, Thor carried the newly acquired pollution and the newly purchased goods back to the Pure Spirit Wizard Tower.

Only then did the old witch appear.

She reluctantly crossed her arms and leaned on the door, "Huh, why are you so polite to a traveling businessman? He must have a lot of valuable goods hidden on him! Just grab it!"

“What’s valuable about a businessman is not the goods he currently carries, but the network and channels behind him.”

Thor shook the hem of his clothes and crossed the water twice, causing a layer of ice to form on the hem of his wizard robe.

"Maybe I should change my wizard robe to a different style."

He recalled the attire of Wizard Oqili, who must have been skinned by the old witch, and thought that his wizard robe similar to an adventurer's suit was also good.

"Anyway, you are right. Next time you go out, remember to call me. I don't want you to die inexplicably at the hands of others." The old witch snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Please wait a moment." Thor suddenly said.

The old witch stopped and looked back at him impatiently, "What's wrong?"

Sol stepped forward and cast a level 0 small witchcraft, "You have grown three centimeters taller than yesterday. In the past three months, you only grew less than 40 centimeters, but within a day of entering the Rhine Lake, you have grown taller. Three centimeters, did you do something?”

The old witch said impatiently: "You don't think that everyone who comes to Rhine Lake will be as polite as that silly caveman, do you? Since I have decided to settle here for a long time, I naturally want to regain my strength as soon as possible."

"Don't you hear the sound of water flowing when you meditate? Not anymore?"

"Of course I will!" The old witch spread her hands, "Isn't that a problem you should solve? But this will not delay my recovery of strength. What's more, the perfect body itself will continue to adapt to my strength and complete the transformation."

She glanced at the black tentacle held in Thor's hand, "It turns out that you were kind enough to help others purify pollution. I think you entered Borderland to make a donation, right?"

After hearing what the old witch really meant, Thor calmly put away the black tentacle in his hand.

"While absorbing the pollution in your body, I discovered that the pollution in you is not just the kind I threw in."

The old witch rolled her eyes so hard that her eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

"Actually, before I designed you, you had at least two kinds of pollution on your body, but it won't affect your strength for the time being. But if you let it develop, it will eventually turn into serious pollution that is life-threatening."

The old witch didn't take it seriously, "Who among the people living in the Borderlands is not contaminated? Which wizard is not fighting against death? You don't think this is one of those barren and safe places outside, do you?"

Thor shook his head, "I'm not surprised by this. It's just that the pollution on your body has some characteristics similar to the pollution I got on other people. So I wonder if other people also have this situation."

He informed the old witch about his identity and subsequent research plans.

"Dodge makes a living by seeking refuge with others and selling the ghosts in the lake, and since I don't want to find a mountain top or sell the ghosts in the lake, I can only think of other ways. And in this way, I can also collect different kinds of ghosts. The source of pollution may be able to detect where the original source of these pollution comes from.”

"Does this still need to be checked? The initial pollution naturally came from this land!" The old witch didn't care.

"Then why did this land produce such powerful pollution?" Sol asked.

The old witch was about to open her mouth, but stopped. She seemed lost in memories, but confused.

In the end, she couldn't explain anything and she snorted stubbornly, "Humph, are these things something we can figure out through research? Just leave it to those fourth-level wizards who are bored to death all day long and can't die."

She glanced at Thor and said, "You don't think that you, a first-level wizard, can solve these problems that no one has solved for hundreds of years, do you?"

Thor shrugged and said nothing.

The old witch completely ignored Thor, left him behind, and walked into the wizard's tower alone.

The night is already dark.

After trekking through March for another busy day, Sol had no idea of ​​taking a rest immediately.

He walked slowly to the edge of the island, looked at the small gray-white mushrooms planted by Marsh at his feet and had turned from wilting to full energy, and smiled silently.

The lake water shrouded in mist is rippled.

Under the water, dozens of pale faces surged.

They stared at Sol, with confusion and a bit of enthusiasm on their faces, as if they knew that the people on the shore were their future new masters.



The old witch was right about one thing. Not everyone who came to Rhine Lake was as easy to talk to as Gaga Gu.

In fact, within two days, someone came to buy the Wraith Spirit again.

But when they discovered that the person coming was not Dodge, but a little-known young wizard, the greed in their eyes never stopped.

So much so that Thor, who managed to deal with the two of them without the help of the old witch, was very suspicious. How did they survive in the Borderlands until now?

Just as Thor was staring at the two corpses, thinking whether to throw them directly into the Rhine Lake to cultivate a new generation of resentful spirits, or to drag them back to the wizard tower and put them in the underground morgue to collect human body materials, a man flew over from the air and landed. There was still a decent smile on his face.

He looked to be only in his twenties, with handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing.

"Hello, Wizard Sol, or should I call him Dr. Sol? I was introduced by the traveling merchant Jia Jiagu, and I came here to ask you a favor."

Saul immediately asked Xiaozao to throw the two corpses into the Rhine Lake.

He thought to himself, "Should we build a house here in the future to entertain guests?"

"Let me state in advance that my abilities are still limited and I may not be able to help you with this."

The man was dressed in a straight gown, looking more like a noble young master than a wizard.

But Thor noticed that there was something strange about his clothes. The patterns on the clothes seem to be constantly changing.

Thor narrowed his eyes slightly and observed the man in front of him from the perspective of meditation.

However, this sight made his heart skip a beat.

The skin of the handsome young man in front of him turned out to be extremely unnaturally pale, as if it had been smeared with a layer of plaster, or was plaster itself.

But the clothes on his body were like liquid, constantly squirming on the surface of the man's body, like a mire monster hanging on his body.

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