133 Have you ever heard of a martial artist? (5K Subscription)
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"You made a 'Tear of Madora'"
"+30 experience in crafting your potions"
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"You made a atomizing jet."
"+20 XP for crafting your special items"
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In an underground room filled with a thick smell of medicine.
A crystal clear, irregular crystal fell from the exit of the cauldron.
landed on a white porcelain plate.
Roger carefully picked up the irregular crystal with tweezers.
Then throw it into a strangely shaped iron box.
Pour plenty of hot water into the knot and stir gently.
A faint fragrance began to waft out of the box.
While the toxin has not yet spread.
He resolutely closed the opening of the iron box.
Wait for the venom to stabilize.
Roger expertly put the rest of the components on.
Not much.
A atomized jet filled with "Tears of Madora" is made.
The body of the ejector is a cuboid iron box.
The iron box has two layers, inside and outside.
Each layer is welded airtightly.
There are two copper conduits above the box.
The end of the catheter has a small, coarse device that resembles a shower.
Combined with the pneumatic pump below, the lethal toxins stored in the box can be ejected at any time.
This design is naturally a reference to the pesticide sprayer in Roger's memory.
Considering that the oviposition is mostly Hardmode.
Roger decides to use "Madora's Tears" to do a real blow to the frogmen!
This atomizing jet is the key prop of this smash.
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"It's not enough."
When Roger moved the boxes to the warehouse next door, he counted them by the way.
These ten days have come down.
Only 60 atomizing jets have been stockpiled in the warehouse.
That's not far from the number he had in mind!
"Gotta get those guys in the way."
Think of it.
He left the warehouse and followed the long underground walkway deeper down.
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Ahead.
In an empty underground space.
Several horned demons were shirtless, wielding hammers in their hands, hammering pieces of iron into shape and placing them in water to cool down.
The sizzling sound of steam was endless.
Not far away.
Huge boilers, open and closed bellows, grooves to hold molten iron......
A range of measures are available.
Roger walked around with a blank face, knowing that these guys were not lazy, so he dispelled the idea of urging.
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Since the last time he divided the Horned Demon into a "combat group" and a "logistics group".
The younger brothers who failed to enter the combat group began a conscientious transformation road.
First of all.
They expanded their underground camp tenfold and built many rudiments of infrastructure.
Secondly.
According to their natural orientation, they began a series of self-discovery -
The one who is good at striking iron begins to forge.
Cleverly made a tailor.
Good cooking skills as a chef.
And so on.
Each of them has found their place again.
These things happened before Roger returned from Kasuga Valley.
After Roger's return.
What you see is a small dungeon, and a small but well-equipped framework of sparrows.
When he gave the order to "make a sprayer".
The logistics team was up and running like a sophisticated machine.
Roger originally thought that if he wanted to make a "atomization jet", he would have to turn to the high-level blacksmith in Gem City.
But what I didn't expect was.
After listening carefully to Roger's appeal, the two young brothers with the talent of blacksmiths rushed out of the design draft overnight.
The next day.
They simply came up with a prototype.
And from the third day.
A steady stream of injectors came down the production line.
This made Roger have to feel that the devil is indeed the best tool man.
Order and obedience.
It's nature engraved in their veins.
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"At the current rate, don't be too reluctant, pay attention to ventilation."
"If you don't have enough resources, go to the floating island."
"You know Shar's butler, just be careful not to reveal our location."
Roger gave Ugu a few words.
Just about to leave the "Forge Zone".
Not far away.
A silly little moon bear appeared in the shadow of the passage.
Roger walked over.
Jean smelled him and couldn't help but speed up her small steps.
When she got closer, her body twisted slightly, and Roger hurriedly stopped:
"Don't change."
"What about going back to your room and transforming again? And remember to get dressed. β
Little Moon Bear reluctantly let out an "oh".
She climbed two steps around Roger and spoke:
"I'm done with today's patrol."
"Like yesterday, there are no monsters around here."
Roger smiled silently.
There are monsters before there are ghosts.
With such a thick devilish breath here, how could anyone come to the door to deliver it.
But he still said solemnly:
"Thank you for your hard work, but you can't let your guard down when you patrol tomorrow."
Jean nodded vigorously:
"I know."
The two chatted for a while.
"You go back to your room first, I'll have something to look for you in a moment."
"Remember to get dressed."
Roger specifically admonished.
Satsuki pouted her ass perfunctorily and walked towards her room with the familiar little steps.
Look at her back.
Roger fell into deep thought.
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These days have been in contact, which basically confirms Roger's previous judgment -
Jean is a simple and sensitive, easy-going and independent girl.
It's simply druid's nature.
Sensitivity, perhaps due to blindness.
Easy-going means that she has a good temper and is easy to get close to.
Independence stems from her strong self-esteem.
These qualities are combined.
makes her look sometimes honest and cute, sometimes eccentric and stubborn.
Especially the last point.
When in contact with her, Roger's sixth sense reminded him every moment:
The girl in front of her doesn't want to be a burden to anyone!
To take care of her self-esteem.
Roger had to find something for her to do.
From carrying things at the beginning, to patrolling dungeons later.
It was all a plan he had come up with painstakingly.
But none of this is a long-term solution.
Jean is not a fool.
After a long time, she will definitely find out.
When the time comes, with her temperament, she will definitely choose to leave silently.
A level 31 druid, who is blind and blind, will not be able to survive in the wild.
This is the real reason why Arashi entrusted her to Roger-
In the Valley of Spring, the protective harp with the spirit of the earth has survived to this day.
After the Earthbound Spirit disappears.
She is alone and has only one way to die!
But with her strength.
It's really impossible for Roger to compete with the macho boys for posts.
Ponder for a long time.
Roger had a big decision in mind.
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Dungeon rest area.
In a room that is not too big or too small.
Jean was having an awkward fight with her clothes.
Roger's footsteps are heard.
She quickly turned around, put her hands behind her back, bit her lip and said:
"I have something to tell you."
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"Sixth Sense: Jean seems to be aware of your deliberate arrangement"
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Roger saw the opportunity quickly and preemptively said:
"I have something for you, too."
"I'll start by saying that you are not allowed to interject."
His tone was fierce.
Jean lowered her head obediently and let out a soft "um".
Roger breathed a sigh of relief, and then said solemnly:
"Have you ever heard of a martial artist?"
Jean raised her chin slightly and replied:
"I've heard of it."
"Original...... Are you a martial artist? β
"Do all martial artists ride that kind of mount?"
There was a hint of curiosity in her tone.
"Not bad."
Skip the girl's last sentence.
Roger said proudly:
"I am not only a martial artist, but also the leader of the Qingquan Sect, a great martial arts sect!"
"I saw that you were very qualified, so I wanted to include you in the doorβwell, that is, to be my student."
"Would you like to?"
Jean's expression began to look silly.
She seemed to be judging the truth of Roger's words.
After a while.
She asked slowly:
"Is there a lot of people in your Qingquan Sect?"
Roger said truthfully:
"It used to be a lot, now it's only 1.5 people."
The girl didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this, and continued to ask:
"Is there anything you need to do to become your student?"
"Follow my practice, don't slack off."
Roger thought for a moment and added:
"As a student, of course, the teacher will do whatever you want you to do."
"Don't resist."
Jean breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:
"I do."
Roger asked tentatively:
"Did you just say you had something to say to me?"
The girl's face turned red, and she immediately shook her head like a rattle:
"No, no."
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After three cups of chrysanthemum tea.
Jean entered the door.
Beginners.
Roger is super excited!
Although he didn't expect Qin to be able to practice anything famous.
But when teaching martial arts, he is still very serious.
The introductory martial art he chose for Qin was "Kaishan Fist"!
No way.
Jean couldn't read the cheats, so he had to teach them by hand.
This method of teaching is not very efficient.
After all, there is an extremely high distortion rate in the process of information transmission.
Roger's own Kaishan Boxing has only just been mastered, and there is a big question mark about how much of the mystery Qin can learn.
But he still enjoys it.
After teaching it all over again.
Roger asked:
"How? Learned? β
Jean nodded, her eyes bright:
"Got it."
Roger said in his heart, this girl's self-esteem is really too strong.
So he taught it again.
Jean was a little puzzled.
But I still obediently follow along.
If yes three times.
Roger asked Jean to play it for him, and found that the other party did play well.
"Maybe she's really suited to boxing."
Roger mused.
I couldn't help but feel a lot relieved.
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It's time for the evening.
Roger came to Qin's room and taught her how to practice qi.
He sat Piano cross-legged.
He put a hand on her palm.
Between breaths.
A little bit of breath seeped into her bodyβ
This is the normal method of qi teaching.
Not everyone has two strange things like Roger.
Soon.
Qin Xiao's face flushed and said:
"Itchy ......"
Although Roger feels sorry for her life experience, since he is a teacher, he naturally has to be trained strictly.
At that moment, he said solemnly:
"Don't get distracted!"
"Feel ...... with your heart"
Jean pursed her lips silently and began to say nothing.
After a round of qi swimming and six voids.
Roger slowly stopped.
Normally, once a day is enough.
At this frequency.
Ordinary people can comprehend the existence of 'qi' within one to three years.
But Qin is a big disciple, and Roger will always prefer some, so he is ready to come a second time now.
Who knew that Jean suddenly raised her head, and her eyelashes blinked quickly:
"Teacher."
"I realize."
Roger was a little displeased:
"What did you realize?"
Jean said happily:
"I realized the existence of 'qi'!"
Roger's heart groaned.
Subconsciously looked at the data column.
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"Insight: Your disciple Qin has realized the existence of 'qi' and opened the first point."
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"Your disciple Qin comprehended 'Qi' in 1 hour, and you have achieved a new milestone: a one-in-a-million martial arts wizard...... Teacher"
"A one-in-a-million martial arts wizard...... Teacher: What are you doing, pick up the first place?"
"Corresponding Title: Insight (+10 for your ability to identify people with high understanding)"
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Looking at Jean's cheering appearance.
Roger, who was so jealous that the quality wall was separated, had already opened the Qi Hope Technique and saw the basic attributes of the piano clearly:
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"Strength 12 Constitution 12 Perception 11 Agility 10 Intelligence 9 Charisma 11 Perception 20 (New)"
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"Born with extraordinary understanding, you should practice martial arts earlier, what kind of cosplay are you playing!"
Roger complained wildly in his heart.
A rare smile in the face of Jean.
Roger quickly straightened his face:
"Practice!"
"Keep practicing!"
"You're still far away!"
Jean stuck out her tongue, then nodded very earnestly.
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Leaving Jean's room sourly.
Roger bumps head-on into Ugu.
At that moment he commanded:
"Gather all the members of the battle group at once."
"Bring your gear."
"I'm going to a glimmer of heaven!"
Ugu hesitated:
"Didn't you say you weren't ready?"
Roger waved his hand:
"It doesn't matter."
"Move neatly, just don't leave a living mouth."
"Before you start acting, you have to test the effects of the toxin, right?"
Ugu nodded and left.
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An hour later.
Outside the entrance of the first line of heaven, there stood seven wicked men with strange equipment.
Roger was hit by Jean.
Naturally, I have to find a good brother to vent my anger!
Look at the frogman at the sentry in front of you.
After adjusting the equipment, he strode over!
The frogmen noticed the movement and immediately greeted them with their spears.
Puff puff!
Roger expertly pulls the pump.
A large amount of mist immediately poured out of the copper conduit!
These mist directly penetrated the divine shield.
Fell on the skin of the frog people.
In a flash.
Their skin began to fester, and one by one they fell to the ground.
Even the "Tears of Madora", which has been diluted repeatedly.
For frog people, it's also death!
Looked at.
Roger stepped up the pull.
A large amount of toxins are sprayed out.
Soon.
A faint layer of poisonous mist filled the canyon.
Roger walked briskly through the poisonous mist, his back like a grim reaper.
Everywhere you go, you spray it, and the frogs die in a nest.
And he himself was not affected in the slightest-
Roger's poison resistance allows him to drink this thing as soda.
As for the horned demons, it's worse.
They wore gas masks with a slight air leak.
Follow Roger everywhere to kill.
Soon.
There is not a single living frogman in sight.
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"You killed 1 Sloane, 498637 Sloanes you killed."
"Your real eyesight has been slightly improved"
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"Not enough! Far from enough! β
Roger shook his head silently.
The group eventually gathered at the exit of the secondary plane.
Soon.
One by one, the frogmen jumped out of it.
Zizizizi!
Under the ravages of the poisonous mist, the newly emerging frogman rushed into the street.
Seeing this scene, Roger suddenly had a whim:
"What happens if you get stuck at this point and don't let them out, at the rate at which the frogs are reproducing?"
He checked the kill requirements for the Mark of Sin.
Then he said to the rest of the people:
"You take turns here 24 hours a day."
"Squirt as much as you want."
"Pay attention to the leakage of your mask and remember to change it regularly."
The younger brothers nodded one after another.
And so the rest of the day.
Roger and his party stayed at the exit of the secondary plane.
With the support of the Logistics Team.
No frogman can make a breakthrough.
A month later.
The entrance to the secondary plane suddenly vanished.
Meanwhile.
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Roger's data bar came with such a prompt.
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"Insight: You discovered that the second plane, the Grey Water Plain, had collapsed, and all the frogmen were buried because they couldn't escape."
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"The Sixth Sense: During the collapse of the Grey Waters, you did not perceive the presence of any divinity."
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"You killed 1 Sloane Frogman, and you have killed a total of 1996357 Sloan Frogmen, and you have earned a new Milestone: Savior."
"Savior: By stopping the invasion of the Sloanes, you have invisibly saved the main physical realm"
"Corresponding Title: Poison King (Potion Learning Speed Increases by 100%)"
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"Your True Vision has been slightly improved (700 points) (can't be improved)"
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"You've completed the ninth Mark of Sin, and you've gained a new specialty: Hibernation Immortal."
"Hibernation Immortal (4-Ring Specialty): You can earn a lot of XP by hibernating, depending on the hibernation time."
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"It's okay, a specialty that can farm XP is a good specialty."
Roger pondered for a moment, anyway, he was an immortal, and it didn't matter if he slept a few more winters.
Look at the vanished entrance to the plane.
He couldn't help but show a thoughtful look:
"Until the Grey Water Savor collapsed due to frogman overbreeding, the god of war did not show up."
"I'm not really going to wit the air, am I?"
The next second.
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"Sixth Sense: Your Location Could Cause Trouble"
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In a flash.
Roger looked up suddenly.
A meteorite streaked across the sky and slammed down.
He ran out of the sky with all his might!
Boom!
There are countless fires behind it.
The devils who did not escape in time fell into a state of serious injuries and dying!
That's the six-ring spell "Meteorite"!
"He avoided my sixth sense, which shows that he has no malice...... How is this possible?! β
Roger jerked his head up.
But see a glimmer of heaven on the cliff.
The back of a staff wielding a staff disappeared!
Roger gritted his teeth.
Immediately rushed forward!
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Two minutes later.
Roger stood on a cliff and looked out.
The four fields are empty.
After the Ultimate Hunter is turned on.
He found a pair of small-sized footprints on the rock where the Grey-robed Man had stood.
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"ULTIMATE HUNTER: CONVENTIONALLY ASSUMING THAT THE FOOTPRINT BELONGS TO A FEMALE, OR A MALE SHORTER THAN 155 CM."
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A sneer appeared on Roger's face.
"Someone who is so careful has left his back and footprints?"
"One word."
"False."
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