"Thank you, sir. The demon that burned down the seven cultivation areas of my Ice City was killed by you. Thank you very much. This is a small gesture from Ice City. I hope you like it." After saying that, Lan held up a helmet in both hands and presented it. .
"Huh? What is this? It's interesting. It's made of magic steel with soul iron inside. It's long and thin, with no room for the auricles. This is a helmet specially made for skeletons. It's really interesting. A special helmet for skeletons?" Nigris projected into Ange's soul and said in amazement.
An Ge tilted his head and asked Lan, "What is this?"
Lan shook his head and said: "We don't know either, but this helmet cannot be worn by normal people. We think it is specially made for skeletons. Maybe it can play its true role in your hands."
Ange knocked on the helmet and found that it was solid inside and the soul could not penetrate it. He put it on his head and it just fit in. It stuck in place and it would not shake even if he shook his head.
It is indeed specially made for skeletons. If it is a living person, the inside of the helmet is completely different because it has hair, skin and auricles. The auricles of this helmet are protruding. When worn, they will be similar to the recessed auricles of the head. Stuck, even without the chin strap, it's very stable.
Putting on the helmet, the whole world instantly felt much quieter, and it felt like entering a silent realm.
Skeletons observe the world through soul fluctuations, which are mainly radiated from the orbital plane. However, the skull can also be penetrated by soul fluctuations, but it is much weaker.
Therefore, the skeleton's viewing angle is 360 degrees, but it can only be perceived clearly from the front. Other angles cannot see far and are blurry, which becomes a kind of interference.
After putting on the helmet, because the helmet cannot be penetrated by soul waves, all those vague perceptions disappeared, leaving only the area directly in front of the eye socket, and the perception suddenly became focused.
It was quite fun. Ange took off his helmet and said, "I like it."
"Huh, that's great. It would be great if adults like it." Lan took a long breath, and the heart in his throat was finally able to swallow it back.
Of course, gifts are not given casually. Even if the adult likes her gift, she will naturally feel embarrassed to ask for her small request.
"Sir, the customers are very satisfied with that batch of holy mushroom powder. However, the quantity of holy mushroom powder is too much and the customers can't digest it. They hope that you can process it into sacred essence. They are willing to pay five times the price." Lan Said respectfully.
Ange didn't know what he meant, but Negris had already started to curse: "Are they dreaming that the sacred essence is only offered for five times the price? They are dreaming, these damn profiteers. Those who pay such a price are definitely goblin businessmen, shameless profiteers. !”
Nigris looked angry, as if he had been tricked by the goblin, gritting his teeth and wanting to rush out of Ange's soul.
"What is the sacred essence?" Ange asked puzzledly.
"It is a liquid obtained by quenching the holy mushroom powder with purified holy water. The effect is very miraculous. The holy mushroom powder can get rid of some minor negative effects, such as stopping bleeding, diarrhea, colds and fever, but it cannot cure severe trauma, such as broken bones. Broken hands and feet, extensive burns, allergies, poisoning and aging all require essence."
"If you soak the wound of a severed limb in essence, a new limb will grow in three to five days. Although Holy Light Magic also has magic to restore severed limbs, it requires a priest of level eight or above to cast it. If there is no How can we hire a ninth-level priest? On the contrary, it is easier to use the holy essence."
"As for allergies, not even magic can do anything about it, but essence can change the texture of the skin and prolong aging. It can also be used on sensitive skin. However, to extract the same weight of sacred essence, five times more powder is needed. We need a lot of holy water, but they only offer five times the price? What else is it but a profiteer? Magic power costs nothing? Time costs nothing? Technology costs nothing? No, you have to pay more."
"When I was young, I was deceived by those goblin profiteers. They wanted ambergris and offered me a huge price that I couldn't refuse. They also said that ambergris can grow from the spit of a dragon on the ground, but they didn't say that they wanted ambergris. How long have you been spitting, I have been spitting for fifty years, profiteer!"
After Nigris finished talking about the situation of the sacred essence, he couldn't help but curse. Who didn't have the omniscient God of Knowledge when he was young? He also had the experience of being deceived when he was young and ignorant.
Angle summarized what Negris said and came up with a key point: "More money."
"Ah? Add more money? How much more?" Lan was stunned for a moment. She was not surprised by the "add money". When negotiating business, the price has to be negotiated. She was just doing it to prevent Ange from asking too high a price.
Ange had no idea about the price, and in the end it was Nigris who finalized the price: "Ten times."
One pound of holy mushroom powder requires thirty magic crystals, and one pound of holy essence requires three hundred magic crystals.
The price was too high and Lan couldn't make the decision. She walked to the side and closed her eyes. After communicating with Anna in Ice City with her soul, she agreed to the price.
"Sir, this is the deposit. We need five kilograms of sacred essence. I don't know when it can be delivered?" Lan asked as he handed over a bag.
"Ten days." Ange relayed what Nigris said, and Lan left happily.
After seeing the bag containing the magic crystal handed over by Lan, Nigris said in Ange's soul: "It turns out that their client is the Church of Light."
Ange tilted his head in confusion.
Negris explained: "The material of the shroud is just without runes printed on it. No one else except the Church of Light can weave this kind of material."
"Don't they produce it?" Ange asked in confusion. Didn't he say that the Church of Light also grows holy mushrooms?
Nigris rolled his eyes: "Do you think everyone is as perverted as you? How many priests are needed just to purify the holy water? It takes time and effort to grow the holy mushrooms and then harvest them. The cost is unknown. Now only It only costs 300 magic crystals to buy one kilogram, which is super cheap, okay?"
"Oh." Ange responded, not sure if he understood. Harvesting, drying, grinding and extracting, ten days later, the essence extracted from the holy mushroom powder was delivered after spending thirty kilograms.
Lan returned to Ice City as quickly as possible, contacted the customers who had placed orders, and handed over the essence.
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In the human plane, at the Holy Blade Castle at the southernmost point of the land, where the Knights of the Holy Blade are stationed, Leonard, the Knight of God, had just finished training. He came out of the training ground with his upper body naked and steaming.
The maid waiting on the side looked at Leonardo's strong body with blurred eyes, her face turned red with embarrassment, and her heartbeat was so loud that it could be heard next door.
Leonard smiled slightly, curved the corners of his mouth in a perfect arc, and nodded gently to the maids.
The maid's legs suddenly became weak, so she forced herself to go around, wiped her body, changed her clothes, and finally presented her with a bottle of transparent liquid.
Leonard raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, the essence has arrived?" After saying that, he poured a little into the palm of his hand, then applied it on his face, patting it while applying it to make it better absorbed.
If those with amputated limbs and limbs were told that Leonard actually used Divine Essence as a skin care product, they would probably jump out of bed in anger.
Feeling that the effect was quite good, Leonard asked: "Where did it come from? As far as I know, the diocese did not allocate sacred essence to our Holy Blade Army."
"It was sent by the quartermaster." said a maid.
"Have the quartermaster come to see me," Leonard said.
After a while, the quartermaster came over and saw Leonard, who was neatly dressed.
"You mean, these sacred essences were bought from an abyssal plane? How many were bought? Where are the rest?" Leonard asked.
"I bought five kilograms and left two bottles for you, sir. The rest were sent to the military medical team for disabled soldiers." the quartermaster reported.
Leonard waved his hand and slapped the quartermaster on the face: "Are you stupid? Do you know how much a bottle of essence sells in the Imperial City? A thousand magic crystals, you actually gave it to those idiots Use it? Those who are disabled are all idiots. Do they deserve to use this kind of thing? Take it back from me quickly."
The quartermaster covered his face and responded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes." But he felt extremely wronged in his heart. Wasn't the sacred essence allocated by the diocese in the past always given to disabled soldiers? Now that he’s done with it, he’s trying to find a way to do it somewhere else. Why won’t it be used by soldiers?
After training the quartermaster, Leonard remembered something: "You mean you bought this from an abyssal plane? What level of plane?"
"Level 6, one of the conditions for them to sell these essences is to exchange for food, so it should be a plane that is short of food and has not a large population. There is no plane teleportation array because they want us to deliver it at fixed points." Quartermaster Report back.
Leonard nodded thoughtfully, waved his hand and said, "I don't have much to do recently. Don't feed those idiots too much, so as not to cause trouble. By the way, how much did these essences cost?"
The quartermaster arrived: "The original price was 3,000 magic crystals, but only 1,500 were paid. The rest was exchanged for 100 tons of grain and delivered at fixed points."
"What?! Three thousand magic crystals? One pound?" Leonard couldn't believe the number he heard.
"No, it's five pounds and three thousand magic crystals."
Leonard couldn't help but take out the essence and examine it carefully. The price was so low that he doubted whether it was fake.
After the inspection, it was true, and the effect seemed to be better than that sent by the diocese. In fact, he also knew that the essences sent by the diocese were definitely mixed with water. Everyone knew it well and did not expose it. Anyway, you are good and I am good. Hello everyone.
This bottle of essence is like a concentrated essence that has not been mixed with water.
A bottle of essence is about 100 ml, which can be sold for one thousand magic crystals. Five kilograms is 25,000 magic crystals. However, the quartermaster only spent 3,000 magic crystals to buy it. This is nearly nine times the profit. .
After thinking for a while, Leonard asked: "Where does the information on this plane come from?"
"This is what our people came back from posing as goblin merchants."
"No one else knows? Transfer this information and burn the backup, do you understand?" Leonard ordered. After the quartermaster left, a bright smile appeared on his face and he murmured: "Nine times profit is still a little bit less. Try some ways that don't cost money."
