Sure enough, my guess was correct. ”

"The big package at the beginning was a lucky illusion. ”

Above one of the empty shells of the factory tomb, Donkey hid in the shadows of the chimney, looking around a large area, and the darkness of the night could not stop him from peeking.

But at this time, there was no "fuel" to pick up in his line of sight.

This has been going on for almost an hour.

At present, except for the human centipede resentment at the beginning, Tang Qi only received a giant dog-faced human resentment soul in the follow-up, and then there was no follow-up.

Those polluters who poured out of the nest, none of them returned for a long time, it is impossible that all of them have accidents, or other accidents, it is likely that their arrest operation is not smooth, and if there is no harvest, they will naturally not come back to deliver the task.

And Tang Qi, who was guarding the outer area of the tomb, fell into a state of boredom.

Last night, it wasn't like that.

Although he was a little unwilling, reason told Tang Qi that this was normal.

The return of the spirit tide and the violent revival of the mysterious side will indeed make a lot of weirdness appear, perhaps the "dark age" recorded in those books, when monsters are rampant and humans are no longer the only protagonists, will once again envelop the whole world.

But that doesn't mean that there will be endless weirdness in the first place, especially if there is a demand.

The targets of the polluters are unusually clear.

It must be a strange thing with flesh and blood, like an evil spirit, a resentful spirit, or some other phenomenon, and it can't be selected.

Moreover, it must also be in the Mercer City area.

Under the constraints of many conditions, the harvest will be less and less, but it is a matter of course.

"Good deeds that are not earned for nothing are always unsustainable. ”

Tang Qi muttered silently, but his mood was not affected in any way.

Maybe if you change someone else, you will lose such a big benefit, and you will be a little disappointed.

But Tang Qi just sighed casually.

At this time, a group of polluters finally appeared again on a dark street farther away.

It was a team of four, severely disabled, each of them had severed limbs, and then replaced them with vine intestines, and the polluter at the head of the group had his skull lifted, and through the broken mask, he could clearly see the gray-white brain inside.

But even then, it showed no signs of death.

Together with the other three polluters, with a hook lock, dragged an unusually tall woman.

It's like the deformed performer in the circus, who is close to three meters in height, and the clothes on his body are already in tatters, and the strong, gray-black muscles below can be faintly seen.

Her muscles had slackened a little because of death, but they still looked terrifying, and it was hard to imagine how terrifying the power would be when those muscles exploded.

The battle between the two sides was undoubtedly fierce, with the polluters victorious and the other, with bodies intact but horrible on the surface.

Her resentful spirit slowly floated out, a stout woman in a dress, with an ugly face, as if it had been ravaged by fire, and under her half-draped black hair, there were a pair of eyes full of resentment.

"Some kind of urban legend, the freak show cannibal girl?"

Under Tang Qi's eyes, several fragments of information flowed past.

He didn't look closely, and at this time he appeared on top of the head of the deformed cannibal woman, still silently pressing it.

......

"Let's go, I won't be there tomorrow night, the harvest is not worth my wait. ”

When this thought came to his mind, Tang Qi's eyes were fixed on the dark factory in the distance.

Last night's scene was repeated, it was regaining its inconspicuous appearance, and the deep malice was quickly disappearing.

Another night, passed.

Compared to last night, Tang Qi's harvest can be described as meagre.

Not to mention the feeling of bulging head, it didn't even make Tang Qi feel full.

Without any nostalgia, Tang Qi turned around the small building.

At the same time, he also decided not to come back tomorrow night, the harvest of one night was probably the same as the trap he had set himself, and tomorrow was probably even more miserable, so it was not worth wasting any more time.

Besides, after calculating the time, Tang Qi has already made arrangements for tomorrow night.

As for snooping into the secrets of the Dark Factory, that is, the Hastu Club, this kind of big thing is not something that a little transparent like Tang Qi can meddle in for the time being.

The only thing he was willing to do was to secretly reveal some information here to the Castle Bureau, and whether he could find the right time.

After turning around the small building, Tang Qi took the last bit of time to digest the fuel he had already picked up.

Glancing at the progress of the meditation method, fifteen percent.

The harvest that has shrunk seriously, last night's income was four percent, and the past night, there was only one percent left, no wonder Tang Qi was unwilling to continue wasting time.

Of course, compared to honest meditation practice.

This way of refueling is a cheat in efficiency.

Awakening from the state of meditation skills, Tang Qi glanced at the morning mist that had appeared outside the window, went straight to wash, and then prepared a little breakfast for himself.

Halfway through the meal, the crisp doorbell suddenly rang.

Tang Qi put down the food, and as soon as he walked to the door, he sensed a somewhat familiar qi machine outside the door one step ahead.

When I opened the door, it was the man in black I had seen last time, a calm agent.

In his hands, there are still two boxes.

A delicate black wooden box, a simple gray wooden box.

Tang Qi took it at the same time, in the two boxes, the gray one must still be a bullet, but the number will be less than half of the last time, and in the delicate black wooden box, it is probably the strange material that Tang Qi wants to trade.

"Still tomorrow morning, sir?"

"Yes!"

After a brief conversation, the black-clad agent walked away.

Tang Qi came to the workbench with the box in his arms, put the box containing the bullet aside, and opened the black wooden box with a slight movement of his fingers.

Inside, on a piece of silk cloth, is lying a heart.

To be exact, the heart that has been dried.

A small one, about the size of two thumbs.

When Tang Qi's gaze condensed, an unexpected ghostly light immediately poured out, and a special picture came into his eyes.

[Strange Thing: The Heart of a Shapeshifter.] 】

[Condition: Sun-dried.] 】

[Fragment 1: From the heart of a shapeshifter, a special evil transcendent creature that is good at hiding in the shadows, observing the habits of a human or creature, and then killing it, changing into their appearance, and replacing it. 】

[Information fragment 2: After its heart is dried, its uses include secret medicines, casts, and it is also a favorite domestication or demonization material for spirit planters, animal trainers, animal herders, and other professions. 】

"Whew!"

The screen appears, confirming that it is correct.

This small sun-dried heart is the secret medicine material that Tang Qi needs.

Many of the uses in the second information fragment are actually the same, and they all need to precipitate the little "transformation power" in the heart.

Old Coulson may have thought that Tang Qi, a wild caster, was planning to attack higher difficulties and create strange things on his own, so he needed the heart of a shapeshifter.

But the truth is that Tang Qi is trying to configure a very special secret medicine that he has rummaged through from the complicated knowledge of the Primordial Secret Medicine School.

Its name is...... The second secret medicine.