On the hillside outside the city, a cloaked man shrouded in a cloak muttered: "The abominable life-accelerating halo, causing my life-insects to get stuck in the cracks of the ground, the abominable little fat dragon, forcing me to sell my soul to The devil, the greedy devil, has sold his soul, so just give him a demon monument and an eighth-level magic ability, hateful, hateful, hateful."
If Nigris heard his muttering and smelled his breath, he would probably recognize him immediately. Isn't this the same cloak who was hacked to death in the crypt of Darkside City because an insect got stuck in a crack in the ground and searched for his soul? person? He didn't die? Haven't you already searched his soul?
Searching for souls is a very thorough killing, unless it is like a silver coin, and Ange is protecting him in the process, and only part of the soul is preserved, which means that the existence that protects him is at least a god.
Just as he was muttering to himself, a terrifying aura suddenly descended on him, and a pair of demon horns emerged from his head. At the same time, a deep voice sounded in the cloaked man's heart: "What are you mumbling about? Your soul is only worth so much. If you want the price to increase, work hard. Sixty thousand souls, remember."
Ange poured a high-level demon named Turus to death in the Abyss of Rest, and Luther also killed two high-level demons, but those demons were completely different from this terrifying aura, which was just a kind of demon. biology.
Only those who manipulate people's hearts and buy and sell souls are worthy of being called real devils.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Lord of Terror, I'm too greedy. I must work hard, I must work hard. You see, the people in this city will soon be trapped in the fear of death." Doupeng People said in a hurry.
"Huh, remember, I don't care that you were once a believer of Hermeltus, and I don't care that you whispered bad things about me behind my back, but the deal with the devil was signed in black and white. If you break the contract, , you will have to bear the terror of these 60,000 souls by yourself." The devil's voice was low, as if it was whispering in the ear.
Following the devil's words, the shadow of a parchment slowly appeared in front of the cloaked man, and then slowly began to burn from the bottom, and finally turned into ashes.
The cloaked man trembled and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, definitely, I beg you to give me more time."
The devil's horns disappeared, and the terrifying aura gradually subsided. The cloaked man stood stunned for a while and let out a burst of "Jie Jie" laughter. His posture was not as humble as he showed in front of the devil.
Hum, the Lord of Terror, he will bite you when he turns around.
Somehow sensing the cloaked man's emotions, the surrounding beetles popped up one after another, spread their wings and rubbed against each other, making a high-frequency sound of coughing.
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In the city, Ange and his party, led by the minotaur girl, walked into a narrow and damp neighborhood.
Like all slums in the city, garbage was poured directly onto the streets. The stench was disgusting. Stones were placed on the ground in succession. Vanya's hooves deftly stepped on them, and she walked over without any dripping or sticking.
Nigris was amazed that a tauren of this size could move with such dexterity.
In order to prevent the little angel and the little zombie from treading water, Nigris asked Ange in advance to lift them up, and then stepped on the rocks all the way across. At the same time, he strongly warned the two little guys: "You dare to tread this kind of water, go back Lisa He Lan will chop off your feet, clean them and put them back on again."
Along the way, I saw a lot of talented people who did all kinds of tricks to avoid stepping in water, such as wearing high-heeled shoes, walking on stilts, etc. Obviously, everyone doesn’t like the dirt on the road, but the dirt at home is Things still get thrown on the road.
"Why do you live in a place like this? Isn't your family a viscount?" Negris asked speechlessly. Compared with a place like this, the Abyss of Rest is simply a paradise. Although it is barren, it is not dirty.
"What about the Viscount? The Viscount also needs to eat. If he just eats, that's fine. He also makes medicine. The original manor has been sold long ago, and the remaining money is only enough to live here." Vanya said.
"...But the pharmacist is very rich, much richer than the Viscount, okay?" Nigris said helplessly.
A good pharmacist is a walking golden mountain, richer than a magician. A bottle of anti-injury medicine can sell for a few magic crystals, a bottle of replenishing medicine can sell for more than a dozen magic crystals, and a bottle of delay-enhancing medicine can sell for hundreds of magic crystals.
Even a low-level pharmacist can make a living by making some strong potions, anti-diarrhea potions, etc., and he will not be reduced to a slum in any case.
"Really? Anyway, I have never seen my family get money back home. Here it is." Vanya stopped in front of a dilapidated two-story house.
The door of the house is very narrow. Of course, compared to a skeleton like Ange, it is very spacious, but for Vanya, it is not so friendly. She turned sideways, and the flesh of her waist was still stuck. , squeezed hard, the door frame clicked, and it was broken.
Warnia was not surprised. After entering, she turned around and locked the door frame skillfully, and then let Ange and others in.
This situation made Nigris worried that Vanya's activities inside would collapse the house. This kind of building was obviously not built to withstand a tauren of its size.
Nigris's worry was not unreasonable. As soon as Vanya entered the house, the floor immediately heard a painful groan, and it felt like it was about to break at any time. When it stepped on the stairs, the treads of the stairs were even more bent. It almost seemed like it was about to break.
But after all, I have lived here for a long time, and I have already had to cross it. Amidst this trembling, the house actually held up very well.
After going up to the second floor, Warnia soon walked down with a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old in one hand, came to Ange, shook her head, and said, "I'm really hungry and fainted."
Looking at Warnia's skilled posture, it was obvious that this was not the first time that she fainted from hunger, and the Viscount turned out to be a little girl. When Warnia spoke the common language of mankind, she always used the male 'he', which made Nag Rhys thought the Viscount was a man.
Carrying the Baroness, Warnia approached the water tank and prepared to pour water into her mouth with a spoon.
Nigris was so frightened that he shouted: "What are you doing!?"
"Ah? Give him some water. I didn't get any food today. Let's fill him up with some water. Alas, my mother is gone, otherwise I can still give him some milk. He and I both grew up drinking our mother's milk. "." For some reason, Warnia suddenly thought of Mother Cow, and her eyes became red.
"Uh, don't worry, don't worry, we have food. Also, 'he' is used for men and 'she' is used for women. Finally, why don't you boil the water? This water is so dirty." Nigris said arrive.
"Really!? Do you have food?" Warnia couldn't hear anything else.
First, he took out two beetroots and gave them to Warnia. Then Nigris looked into the water tank. Hey, he couldn't stand it anymore: "Ange, please purify this water. It's okay to drink such dirty water." Not afraid of diarrhea.”
Warnia chewed one beetroot and her face was covered with juice. After hearing this, she said nonchalantly: "Don't be afraid, you will get used to it after you pull it." As she said this, she held the second beetroot in her arms.
Seeing its action, Nigris was surprised: "What are you hiding for? Is one piece enough for you?"
Apart from Luther, the beet sword master, only the tauren aunt and her family could eat two or three kilograms of fresh beetroots in one go. Seeing that Vanya was a tauren, Nigris specifically told her to take two , and just let it cushion the belly.
"Haha, leave some for the Viscount to taste." Warnia responded with a silly smile.
"Yes, there is more, grain. Aren't you a cook? Go and cook the rice." Nigris asked Ange to take out two more bags of grain.
It learned its lesson. When the tauren aunt let go, a bag of grain was not enough. This Vanya's cooking power must be stronger than the tauren aunt.
Warnia was a little embarrassed and scratched her nose: "No firewood."
"..."
In fact, it's not that there is no fire. There is a magic crystal furnace in the alchemy room upstairs, with half a magic crystal on it, which is enough to cook rice once. But obviously, the magic crystal furnace is not a good tool for cooking.
In the end, Ange cooked the rice. With the tauren stunned, he used the holy light to purify the water in the vat, washed the grains, discarded the hollow or shriveled ones, and then added clean water to cook.
This is the normal cooking step. Of course, there is another step that is omitted, which is shelling. However, unhulled grains will burst after being boiled. If you sip them with your teeth, you can eat the germ inside.
If you have good teeth, you don’t even need to sip it, just like a minotaur, it clicks and clicks without fear of burning, and the half-pot rice is eaten in a blink of an eye.
The Viscount fainted from hunger. He squeezed out the juice from fresh beetroot and poured it in. After a while, he woke up leisurely. Without even opening his eyes, his nose twitched. He probably smelled the aroma of rice and opened his eyes suddenly.
Well, another foodie, the Viscount, who had just woken up, rushed towards the rice pot and began to eat it without even saying hello. The other half of the pot of rice fell into her stomach in the blink of an eye.
It's hard to believe that she, who is only one-fifth the size of a minotaur, actually ate the same amount of food as Vanya. However, she ate in a hurry and got a stomachache after eating. In the end, it was Ange who rescued her.
Holding her swollen belly, Sawa slumped on the chair. The warm feeling in her stomach due to the holy light made her unwilling to think about anything. She waved lazily and said: "Okay, this meal It’s worth everything, you can move whatever is in the house yourself.”
Nigris was stunned. Did he regard them as scrap collectors?
"This pharmacist, we are here to find you." Nigris said helplessly.
"Looking for me?! No, I won't sell it." Sawa sat up suddenly, clasped her hands in front of her, and said warily: "I'm not yet an adult, and I still have the title of viscount. It's illegal to buy me, ouch~ "
Warnia slapped her on the head: "You damn kid, what do you think about every day? Lord Naig knows that you are developing pesticides and thinks it's a good idea, so he came here to take a look."
Sawa covered her head and smiled bitterly: "Vaniya, do you believe it? Don't you know what my level is? Can anyone appreciate my little pharmaceutical level?"
Warnia glanced at her sideways and snorted disdainfully: "No one can appreciate your pharmaceutical skills, so do you think you are so mediocre, no one can appreciate you?"
"Yeah, yeah, you insulted me, I'll fight you."
Not knowing how to fight, Sawa rushed towards him with all his teeth and claws, but Vania slipped away with one hand.
Nigris sighed. From the moment he set foot in the slums, he knew that this pharmacist was unreliable. Unexpectedly, he was even more unreliable than he imagined. Such an underage girl could invent a medicine that kills people. of pesticides?
But now that he's here, Nigris can't just turn around and leave, so he has to at least ask.
"I heard from Vanya that you are trying to invent an insecticide to deal with the insect pests outside, right?"
When Sava heard this question, she couldn't help but hesitate: "Are you really here to find me? To find the pharmacist Sava?
"Yes." Nigris responded angrily.
"Then why can you speak without moving your mouth? Are you talking nonsense?"
"No, this is my true body." He signaled Ange to release the brass dragon.
Sawa immediately became cautious. The change was like finding out someone else was driving a magic-constructed carriage when business was slow, and her attitude immediately changed.
Brass Dragon Ye, no matter how young a brass dragon is, it is not something that a poor pharmacist like her can come into contact with.
"Yes, I want to invent an insecticide that can kill a large number of insects and kill an entire nest with one kill."
"What is the main idea? How to realize your idea."
"This is what I thought, don't these bugs have the habit of chewing on the corpses of their own kind? I poisoned one of the bugs, returned to the nest and died again, and its corpse was chewed by the same kind, and then passed it on to ten, ten Spread the word a hundred times, and then all the bugs in the entire nest will die."
"The idea is great, so what difficulties do you encounter now?"
"The difficulty now is to find a poison that has a slow onset but is so toxic that it can kill insects even if they have been bitten many times."
"This is very simple. Not only does it have to be highly toxic, but it is best to have intergenerational enhancement. If a bug has chewed on the corpse of the same kind, its own poison will be stronger than that of the same kind. Do you know about Angel Tears?"
"Ah, I know, I just want to use this poison, but I can't get it."
"Let's put this aside for now. Besides, do you face any other difficulties?" Nigris asked.
Sawa was excited but also said helplessly: "The biggest difficulty is poverty."
I'm excited because this rhythm is so familiar. It's like going back to my old days of studying and doing experiments under my tutor. The tutor has clear ideas, rich theoretical knowledge, and can often grasp the key points.
And she has strong hands-on ability. Under the guidance of her instructor, she can do everything smoothly. But after graduation, when I was working alone, I forgot all about things, couldn't grasp the key points, and failed in everything I did.
"How to find a solution? You said, let's eliminate them one by one." Nigris followed the instructions.
Why did it dare to come to it when it heard Vanya mention it? Because it is the god of knowledge, imparting knowledge and helping people succeed. This is its old profession. As long as Sava is a serious pharmacist, it will I am 70% sure that I can teach her something.
A pharmacist who already has ideas and ideas often only needs a few tips to succeed.
Sawa smiled bitterly: "Why are you so poor? My medicine furnace doesn't even have the magic crystal to burn another furnace."
Ange turned his hand, and a large handful of magic crystals appeared in his palm.
Sawa gasped, this is a big financier, why should you be poor if you hug this golden thigh?
"It's endless, it's endless." Sawa hugged the magic crystal excitedly, turned around and rushed to the pharmaceutical room on the second floor.
Finally, Nigris took out the Book of Brass, held it under his wings, leaned towards Sawa and pointed. The aura of the Book of Brass that actively increases the wisdom of others and reduces his own wisdom in disguise radiated out. .
