The sky was still clear in the early morning.

The Hades Emperor came out of the room and came to the first floor, where he saw that the Borg and the others were already eating breakfast downstairs, waiting for him.

"Big brother..."

"King..."

Several people shouted their own honorific titles.

"Yes," said the Emperor of the Underworld, "wait for me here early, and when you finish eating, take the prepared glass bottle and set off." ”

"Hmm" A few people responded, hurriedly ate the food on the plate, and followed the Emperor out of the tavern.

Walking down the street, Borg asked, "Big brother... Where are we going now?"

The Immortal Emperor walked forward and said, "Go to the bookstore first." ”

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When he saw the bookstore, the Emperor walked in, glanced around, but didn't look for the books on the shelves, he went directly to the counter to find the boss, and asked, "Boss, there are unwritten books here, blank, I need them." ”

"Hey, hey..." The boss raised his eyebrows and said, "You have found the right place, occasionally someone will come to buy blank books, it seems that they want to write down some trivial things on weekdays, I still have a lot of them, how many do guests need?"

"Boss, show it to me first," the Immortal Emperor didn't know how thick a blank book was.

The boss took out a blank book needed by the Hades Emperor from the bookshelf behind him and put it on the counter, "That's it, 5 silver a book." ”

Seeing that the book is about the same size as a notebook, but the thickness is much thicker, close to 4 centimeters, "one is enough" Hades said and picked up the blank book on the counter, and continued: "Borg, give money." ”

"Oh" Borg hurriedly gave the money to the boss, and followed the Emperor out of the bookstore and down the street.

"Which of you knows how to sketch?" the Immortal asked the Borgs as he walked.

Borg shook his head and said, "Big brother... There are few people who know this thing, after all, only some powerful people will have spare money to get those things, and no one in ordinary people's homes buys paintings, and there are few people who learn it, and I haven't learned it either. ”

"Hmm," the Emperor said to Hawkingruth, "Blacksmithing is your forte, and I guess you don't know how to sketch." ”

Hokkingruth and Lev Jo pushed the cart full of glass bottles in the back, and after listening to the words of the Hades, they said with interest: "Sketching is really not our dwarves' strong point, Wang... It's not going to help you. ”

"It's okay," said the Emperor of the Dead, "just find a painter." ”

Lev Jo looked at Hawking Ruth and said curiously, "Master... Why is the king suddenly interested in these things?"

"Hey... I don't know," Hockingruth shook his head.

"Hey, hey..." The Emperor suddenly found a wandering painter in front of him, and there were several paintings of his own on the side of the street, "I want to find this kind of wandering painter, and the price is cheap." ”

The painter in simple costumes, sitting on the side of the street and looking left and right, hoped that someone would come to buy his paintings, but if he didn't see anyone to see him, then he saw the Emperor of the Underworld coming over, and he was happy in his heart, and said, "What about the paintings? My paintings are good, and the prices are cheaper than those sold in the store, so customers can take a look." ”

The Emperor didn't look at the artist's work, and said directly to the artist: "I want to ask you to make some simple sketches for me, just as you work for me, how about 1 gold a day?"

"You want to ask me to paint?" was the first time the artist had encountered such a request.

"That's right" the Hades Emperor said again: "Simple sketching, it won't be very tiring, and the business that comes to your door in person is better than selling paintings while you are waiting here!"

The painter looked at the crowd passing by, it is true that no one came to see his paintings, he has been selling them here for a few days, if no one has been buying paintings, then he has no money to buy food, and he will starve to death, besides, 1 gold a day, if it is just a simple sketch, the price is not bad, and he asked the Emperor of the Underworld: "Do you want me to sketch a painting for you for a few days?"

"I'm not sure," the Emperor said clearly, "1 gold a day, and until I finish my business, I will pay you." ”

The painter readily agreed, and then put away his painting and painting tools, and put them on Hawkingruth's cart.

"Borg, give the painter the money, and we'll get out of the city now," the Emperor said, and walked out of the city.

The painter followed the Emperor to the jungle, and when he saw that there was no one around, he was a little scared, not knowing where the Emperor was going to take him, "Where are you going?" asked the painter weakly.

"Don't be afraid" Hades said, "We won't hurt you, take it" Hades handed the blank book to the painter, and then said: "This is an empty book, take your tools, and you will help me make a record in a while, this is your job, you know?"

"Oh" The painter took the blank book, and did not understand what he needed to make a record, so he took the book in his own hand and followed the emperor.

The Hades Emperor walked around, walked towards the plants, uprooted the plants, and ate them in his mouth, "Hmm" closed his eyes slightly, feeling the characteristics of the plants, "Poisonous... Non-toxic" kept reading, and then said to the painter: "Ready to start recording, draw the plants in my hand in the book." ”

"Oh" the painter responded, and looked at a five-leaf green branch plant in the hands of the Emperor of Hades, and began to open the book to depict it, and after a while, he said to the Emperor of Hades: "Okay, it has been painted" After speaking, he showed it to the Emperor of Hades.

"Hmm" The Emperor nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Record it for me again, this plant is called Five Lotus, the taste is bitter, it will go up, taking more than two plants will make people feel dizzy, and more than three plants will cause people to coma." ”

"Ah," the painter wondered, "this plant is called the Five Lotus, I haven't heard of it, does it really have the effect you said?"

"King..." Huo Jinruth also said with a strange face: "I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I have never heard of the name of this thing, and its nature, besides, I see that the king has eaten so many plants and eats it, and it is the same as if it is fine, is this really certain?"

"Heh" The Hades Emperor raised the corners of his mouth: "Naturally, you haven't heard of it before, this thing... Now, isn't it that I'm trying to distinguish the characteristics of these plants, and by the way, I want to give these plants a name, and you can write them down for me, and you will be regarded as creating an era for me in the future, and you have contributed to it. ”

"Oh~~~Oh" The painter stuttered a little, "Okay... OK··· I'll help you record it," and then use a pen to record the nature of the five lotuses in the book.

Following the Immortal Emperor a few more steps forward, he picked up another plant.

The painter saw that a plant about 20 centimeters tall and covered with purple and green branches and leaves looked a little fluffy between the branches and leaves. ”

"Hmm" The Hades Emperor responded and ate the plant again, and then frowned, "This thing really makes my tongue numb, the taste is not good, not to mention the hemp, there is also a bit of a stinky taste, remember... It is called 'Pengzhi' composed of purple and green branches and leaves, about 20 cm high, smelly and numb in taste, and will make people vomit and slightly sour hands and feet when eaten, and is not very toxic. ”

The painter's pen recorded it in the book, and after a while, he said, "Okay." ”

The Emperor of the Underworld then went to get another plant, and suddenly his eyes saw a group of small fruits, "Yo", the Emperor of the Underworld walked over, "This thing, looking at the appearance, you probably know that it is not small." ”

A few small branches less than a meter tall were covered with small red-black fruits, half red and half black, the size of a fingernail on the tip of the little finger.

"Draw it in the shape of a tree," the Emperor said to the artist.

"Yes," the painter picked up his pen again and began to draw in the book.

The Emperor of the Underworld walked over, picked the fruit from the tree, made a handful of the fruit in the palm of his hand, and then raised his hand, and poured all the small fruits into his mouth, "Well" The Emperor of the Underworld was happy on his face, "This thing tastes good, sweet, but it is toxic... But it's not small, it's written, it's called a two-color fruit, the taste is sweet, it's very toxic, and more than 5 grains can kill people. ”

The painter didn't know why he ate the fruit that could kill people, but the fruit in the palm of the emperor's hand, not to mention 5 grains, why there was nothing to do, whether it was fake, but he could take other people's money, and write it down with a pen in his hand.

"Follow me... Continue to record the properties of the next plant," the Immortal Emperor turned and walked forward.