Chapter 17: If you don't die, you won't die
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Zhou Liang looked at Yang Lei who appeared in front of him and sneered in his heart.
Well, the scar forgot the pain!
Deprivation!
Without saying a word, Zhou Liang performed the deprivation technique.
Sample, brother, I have the opportunity to perform the deprivation technique three times, and I don't believe that you can't die if you play.
"Cast failed. ”
"Cast successfully, deprive the target of the upper limit of Qi and blood by one point, and gain +1 proficiency. ”
"Your maximum HP is +1. ”
Hey, this kid is in good luck today. Zhou Liang was very unhappy.
"Brother-in-law, your face is so bad, didn't you sleep well, haha. Yang Lei saw Zhou Liang's appearance and said with a smile.
Zhou Liang, who was still hesitating whether to keep a little deprivation, suddenly made up his mind.
Even if you fail again, you have to try.
Deprivation!
"Cast successfully, depriving the target of C+-level talent accuracy and proficiency +5. ”
"You've gained a C+ talent, precision. ”
"Aha, if you don't die, you won't die, you yourself will die. Zhou Liang saw the information in front of him and glanced at Yang Lei meaningfully.
Although he was not able to lower Yang Lei to level five again, depriving him of his pharmacist talent would definitely hurt more than depriving him of a little mana.
"Let's go. Zhou Ying pushed Yang Lei away and walked directly into the school with Zhou Liang.
"I'll wait for you when school is over. At school, Yang Lei didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
Zhou Ying, who has B+ level talent, is the key training object of the school.
Yang Lei happily walked towards the classroom, the last test, he inexplicably fell to the fifth level, causing him to lose a big face.
Walking to the door of the classroom, Yang Lei opened the status bar and glanced at his cultivation, a sixth-level trainee mage.
This time there was nothing wrong, Yang Lei showed a smile on his face.
The sixth-level trainee mage is considered to be the best in the first class, not to mention that he also has a C+-level talent that is helpful for both mages and pharmacists.
Yang Lei looked at his attributes with satisfaction and closed the status bar.
Just now, it seems that something was missing. Yang Lei frowned slightly, forget it, whatever, let's tell everyone first, he is a real sixth-level trainee mage.
A day passed, and in the envious eyes of his classmates, Yang Lei was very satisfied.
Even the things that didn't block Zhou Ying didn't affect his mood.
Back home, Yang Lei came to his pharmacy room. Recently, in order to impact the sixth-level apprentice mage, he consumed too many crystal coins, and he needed to make some potions to make up for it.
After preparing the medicinal materials for making a first-order mana recovery potion, Yang Lei began to make it.
At the beginning, Yang Lei frowned. Why does it feel a little awkward? Is it because it hasn't been made for a long time, and it's rusty?
Yang Lei did not stop, but continued to produce. Twenty minutes later, when he had completed the final step and saw the cloudy liquid in the test tube, his face was a little ugly.
Failed!
However, failure is normal, he is only a first-order pharmacist now, and the success rate of making first-order potions is only 60%.
Yang Lei rested for a while, calmed his mood, and continued to make a first-order mana recovery potion.
Failure! Failure!
failed three times in a row, and Yang Lei's face was a little pale.
What's wrong?
How long has it been since I encountered the time when I failed four times in a row.
That was before the Awakening Talent.
Thinking of talent, Yang Lei's heart suddenly burst out, and he hurriedly opened the status bar.
Looking at the bottom of the attribute, Yang Lei was horrified to find that his talent was gone!
What about my talent???
Yang Lei hurriedly closed the status bar and then reopened it.
Looking at the talent that was still without a trace, Yang Lei was stunned.
How is it possible! Yang Lei's heart was full of panic and fear.
He had no talent!
You can still cultivate if your cultivation is lowered, but if your talent is gone, what can you do?
Also, why is his talent gone? Wasn't it good before?
There were too many doubts and fears in his heart, Yang Lei couldn't hold on anymore and left the pharmacy room in a hurry.
"Father, I'm ......" Yang Lei rushed to his father's room in a panic.
"Panicked, what it looks like. Yang Yan frowned and reprimanded, "What are you causing trouble again?"
"Father, I didn't cause trouble, my talent is gone. Yang Lei hurriedly said.
"It's good that you don't cause trouble, but as for the talent, it's gone. Yang Yan was relieved to hear that Yang Lei didn't cause trouble.
"The talent is gone, what talent, why is it gone?" Yang Yan asked suspiciously.
"The talent for precision is gone. Yang Lei said with a sad face, "Why not, I don't know." ”
"How is that possible! Tell me more specifically. Yang Yan was surprised.
"Things are ......," Yang Lei recounted what had happened recently.
"There is such a thing, why didn't you tell me earlier. Yang Yan frowned.
"I, I'm ......," Yang Lei said depressedly, "I didn't expect it to be so serious." ”
"Hmph, think about it, have you offended any strong people or mysterious characters?" Yang Yan said in a deep voice.
"Think about it carefully, otherwise there will be any accidents, don't blame me for ignoring you. ”
"Not really. Yang Lei said aggrievedly, "Recently, I rarely even go to Cuiliu Pavilion." ”
"Don't make a noise about this matter, I'll take care of it. Yang Yan said in a deep voice, "Before the matter is resolved, you give me honest cultivation and schooling, and if there is a problem, I will break your legs." ”
"Got it. Yang Lei said frustratedly, "My talent?"
"Let's talk about that. Yang Yan waved his hand. "You go out first. ”
"......" Yang Lei opened his mouth and walked out of his father's room dejectedly.
Without talent, he is no different from other brothers.
What about my talent? Yang Lei was puzzled.
......
Zhou Liang happily returned home, counted his savings, ninety-eight white crystal coins, and couldn't help but sigh.
It's not enough to even buy a set of tools to craft a first-order flask.
It's a bit difficult to become a pharmacist and make money.
Would you like to borrow some from your sister?
By the way, there are also mana potions. Zhou Liang thought for a moment, took the mana potion with him, and walked towards the nearest pharmacy to his house.
"Boss, how much is a first-order mana potion. Walking into the store, Zhou Liang asked directly.
"First-order mana potion, one thousand white crystal coins. When the owner of the pharmacy heard this, he smiled and said, "But there is no stock, if you want, you can make a reservation." ”
"I have a first-order mana potion for sale here, I wonder if the boss is interested?"
"Oh, first-order mana potion, I'll take a look. The pharmacy owner glanced at Zhou Liang in surprise.
"Here you go. Zhou Liang handed over the mana potion.
"It is indeed a first-order mana potion, if we buy it, eight hundred white crystal coins. ”