In a gloomy alley across from a makeshift shack.

Two men, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, watched in silence.

They wore neat and uniform black trench coats.

On top of his head is a somewhat large windbreaker that does not fit his head.

At the end of the hat, a pitch-black silk scarf like a bird's feather hung down, revealing their identity as a "Black Turban Party".

The tall man coughed heavily, and said in a gloomy tone:

"Although it is an old neighborhood that doesn't care about it, it doesn't put our Black Turban Party in the ......."

Smack.

He was punched in the head and knocked out his hat.

"Idiot."

Humpty Dumpty scolded in a low voice:

"Why don't you pick up your hat?"

The tall thin man stooped down and picked up his hat, his face full of disgruntle.

Humpty Dumpty sneered:

"This kind of adventurer who has the courage to swagger through the market alone is a typical IQ testing machine!"

"What? Not convinced? If you dare to cause trouble, I'll see your body in the drain tomorrow. ”

The tall thin man bared his teeth and grinned:

"You're too cautious!"

"Do you think I didn't see it? On his shoulder is a gargoyle, which has a level of 40. ”

"But if only we call more people......"

Smack.

Another punch.

"It's rubbish, it's not good to pick up a hat."

Humpty Dumpty cursed in a low voice:

"I'm fucking so tall, I have to jump up to hit you in the head, I'm really angry."

"If it weren't for your sister begging me to take care of you last night, I really want you to fend for yourself."

The tall and thin man covered his head with both hands, and he didn't dare to squeak anymore.

"Do you think the level that others show you is the real level?"

Humpty Dumpty lit a cigarette and gradually calmed down:

"Remember to practice "insight" higher, do you see the couple over there? That's the intelligence officer of the "Stone Dragon Society", the one on the left who sells counterfeit medicine is a member of the "Secret Society", and the one, the girl who scratches her head and poses with her head, is most likely a scout of the "Iris Collection". ”

"So many elite characters are just waiting, who gave you the courage to go out and cause trouble?"

The tall and thin man looked around, and a frightened expression appeared on his face.

"I'm sorry...... Brother-in-law. ”

Humpty Dumpty scolded:

"Don't call me brother-in-law outside!"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Captain Hans." The tall thin man asked weakly:

"So we're just going to look at it?"

Hans shook his head:

"Pen and paper."

The tall and thin man quickly took out the pen and paper.

"The name, Wellington, is mostly a pseudonym.

Age 40+, suspected of disfigurement.

The class is preliminarily speculated to be an alchemist, with a level 40+ gargoyle, and it cannot be ruled out that the gargoyle is an elite template.

Its own level is 33, which is definitely a disguise, and the preliminary speculation is that the level is 45+, and the possibility of transcendence cannot be ruled out......"

With Hans's extremely fast pace of speech.

Lines of information are written.

Hans took the letter, nodded with satisfaction, and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand:

"Give it to Mrs. McCann."

The tall thin man was surprised:

"This matter should be reported to the third floating island?"

Hans nodded with a deep look:

"A powerful alchemist, worthy of the face of the lords on the floating island."

"Hurry up and don't get left behind."

The tall and thin man hurried away.

In the alleys.

Hans was left alone, silently smoking a cigarette.

Until evening.

Wellington announced the closure of the stall, and everyone dispersed in disappointment, and there was no disturbance.

"It's really simple folk customs."

Hans laughed dryly? Say hello to a few of your peers hiding in the shadows? Turn around and disappear into the alley.

……

Evening.

Roger walks on the path out of Sunrise Town.

There were a few more people following at first.

But when they got out of town, the people stayed in a measured way.

This disappointed Roger.

"The result of the first IQ test was actually all passed."

"It's a guy who can survive this harsh environment."

He was going to be ready to catch a wave of fish.

Justifiably killing a few gang members at the same time? You can also get more monster information.

Now it seems that his layer is low.

The low-level fishing method of "swaggering" is no longer suitable for this version.

It's different from the rustic turtles of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood.

The gangs in Gem City are all old oilers.

One is creamier than the other? Don't be fooled at all!

The good news is.

Thanks to the lucky one, the monster information of the "Red Earth Wasteland" is already complete.

It's also strange to say.

Ever since that lucky man had a big success? The failure rate of enchantments of Philosopher's Stones has skyrocketed.

Later.

Roger's weapons shattered almost instantly.

After shattering six weapons in a row.

Roger decided to close the stall.

The eyes of the crowd are becoming more and more wrong.

If he continues like this, he is afraid that he will be besieged as a liar.

In fact.

If it weren't for the gargoyles on the side.

Maybe someone did it.

When he left.

The sixth sense sensed that someone was suspecting that the lucky one was his trust.

This made Roger smile wryly.

He had the feeling that someone had wool on him.

How many days are it going to come down? Except for the consumption of Philosopher's Stones? Roger still earns a lot of money -

Net profit approaching 20,000 copper orders!

This does not include the intelligence value of monsters, which are the threshold for enchantment.

"It seems that strengthening weapons is indeed a good deal."

Think so.

Roger was grateful for the dead Wellington.

……

Following.

Family representatives from the six floating islands have come to Sunrise Town.

As judged by the gang bosses.

Floating islands are highly valued by alchemists who are good at enchantment.

But the problem is.

Wellington is gone!

As quietly as he came.

When he disappeared, he was not heard from.

This is a pain in the hands of the gang leaders.

They mobilized a lot of manpower to find it, and some people even secretly used the power of divination, and the information they got was still only scratched on scales.

This incident caused a lot of chickens and dogs in Sunrise Town.

It took a long time for the former calm to return.

It's just in the drainage canal outside the town.

There was another pile of disfigured corpses.

And all this Roger naturally had no idea about.

As early as the day after the information arrived.

He embarked on a new path of making friends.

……

Three days later.

Red Wasteland.

The sun is scorching.

On a raised stone mound.

A long-dead warthog lies quietly in the shadows.

Roger buried himself in the gravel, waiting for someone who was destined to be.

Two days before entering the Red Soil Heath.

Roger didn't find a single monster.

Soon he found the root of the problem -

The monsters here seem to have something to do with purgatory? The bloodline of the Horned Demon suppresses them.

As soon as I smelled the smell of the macho brother, the monsters ran away.

Who else wants to say hello to Roger.

Today he chose to go it alone.

"Hopefully it's open."

Roger squinted ahead.

Not far from the mouth of a warthog? There is a small bead that shines brightly.

The beads contained a semi-solid, semi-liquid substance.

It was a new item developed by Roger after half a year of retreat.

……

"Thunderstorm Beads: Ultra-High Concentration Thunder Polymer"

[Mana Abundance: 14]

"Throw/Detonate: Within the effective blast radius, the explosion fixes 480 damage and causes the target to be paralyzed for a long time."

"Producer: Roger and his eternal brother Ben Bronto"

"Materials: Roger's tail scales, Brontosaurus's bladder lining"

……

The process of making thunderstorm beads can be described as indescribable.

Anyway, one day, Roger was surprised to discover that there was something special about his second form of tail scales.

Pluck a piece down and grind it into powder.

Add a little Thunder Elementin Blender, and you have a blasting ability that is more terrifying than that of a hand tumor.

This discovery overjoyed Roger.

She picked up her wool.

Rigorously tested.

He found that the bladder lining of Penbrontosaurus was the best encapsulation material.

And so another great prop was born.

Half a year down.

He had accumulated more than 1,000 Thunderstorm Beads on hand.

Enough to start a skirmish.

And in the process of studying the "Thunderstorm Bead".

Roger also unearthed the value of the Brontosaurus Dragon Egg, which was originally considered a waste -

After a simple fire, the contents of the dragon egg will solidify into a paste.

This dragon paste has a very high burning value? Based on this, Roger developed the "Dragon Fat Fire".

……

"Dragon Fat Fire: Flammable"

[Mana abundance: 6]

"Characteristic: Extremely high combustion efficiency when ignited? Items soaked in dragon grease fire have a flammability index of +20"

[Remarks: Ashes Removal Kit +1"

……

These two items are just a few of Roger's small contributions as a pharmacist during his regimen.

When dealing with humans? They may not be so convenient.

But when dealing with monsters, it is extra handy.

For example, the present.

……

"Sixth Sense: A Multi-legged Earth Dragon is Approaching"

……

Roger held his breath.

The soil beneath the mound squirmed slightly.

Suddenly.

A behemoth broke out of the ground? One bite into that delicious warthog!

Bang.

Before a violent explosion.

Roger, who was quick-eyed, smashed the mark of sin in his hand!

……

"You killed 1 multi-legged dragon."

"You gained 17 XP"

"Your hair suppleness has been slightly improved"

……

"Gan!"

Roger spat out the sand in his mouth.

This was the first mark he had spawned since entering the Red Earth Wasteland!

But this property ......

I can only say that the luck is not very good.

Looking at the torn corpse of the multi-legged earth dragon? Roger didn't move? Chose to continue to lurk.

At dusk.

Blackened shadows emerged from beneath the rocks and surged towards the corpse of the multi-legged earth dragon.

A kind smile spread across Roger's face.

He patiently grasped the timing.

Wait until the body of the multi-legged earth dragon is completely covered in shadows.

He made a decisive move!

A bottle of dragon fat fire was thrown over.

A little spark lit up.

The ground is full of fire!

The shadows are evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

……

"You killed 1 Titan Ant"

"You gained 1 XP"

"Your kidneys' metabolic capacity has been slightly improved"

……

"Barely make do."

Looking at the giant ant struggling in the firelight, Roger silently ranked them in the "Pingshui Encounter" level.

It is about the same as the younger brother of the bone dragon and the younger brother of the water ghost.

Just as he was about to get up and clean up the mess.

The sixth sense suddenly sprouted.

In the midst of chaos.

He noticed an ugly bug and swaggered into the fire.

After a while, it flew out with a large piece of charred flesh about the size of its body.

"Bugs that aren't afraid of fire?"

Roger was in a mood and put the "Hunter Mark" on his hand.

He's ready to tail this bug!

Who knew that as soon as the hunter mark was struck, the bug dropped its meat and flew towards Roger with a fierce momentum!

Roger didn't dare to slack off and slapped it.

Smash the palm!

Smack.

The worm was slapped alive by Roger to the ground.

"It's so ugly and so arrogant, I thought it was strong......"

Roger was wondering.

A new prompt has been uploaded to the data bar.

……

"You killed 1 Aether Eater."

"You gained 1 XP"

"Your reflex speed has been slightly increased."

……

"Reflex, reflex?"

Roger was so excited that he quickly pulled the "bug" out of the mud.

"It's a reflex! This is an attribute of the same level as toughness! ”

His eyes lit up.

Suddenly.

He felt that the appearance of the insect in his hand had become delicate.

"Is it ......?"

"Is this an instant hit?"

Roger thought silently.

……