Chapter 31: The Mark of the Hunt
Because of its proximity to the suburbs, the land price is very cheap, so although it is a single-family double-storey villa, the price is not much more expensive than a house in the city center.
Coupled with the beautiful and elegant environment, the whole community is like being in a vibrant garden, which attracts many people to settle down, and Su Hao's family moved here a year ago.
In an ordinary villa in the community, Su Hao, who was wearing a bathrobe, returned to his bedroom and lazily sat cross-legged on the bed to count today's harvest.
The most valuable thing is naturally the space bracelet of the cult high priest, after all, it is a second-level powerhouse, but unfortunately it can't be opened, and you can only stare dryly.
He took out a pile of things that had been transferred from the space belt to his personal space backpack, and spread them out on the bed one by one, as if they were setting up a stall.
Among them, the most precious nature is more than a dozen low-grade source crystals, each of which is like a smooth diamond, refracting colorful light in the light.
"Tsk, just these little things are worth thousands of gold coins, and there are more than 100,000 credit points!"
Su Hao is in a good mood, and has begun to seriously consider whether he wants to specialize in this industry in the future - it is too easy to get money!
Next, he eagerly took out the magic book that Xiuth had, opened it and looked through it cursoryly.
Death tentacles, resurrection of the undead, corpse explosions, dominating skeletons, bone armor, ......
"Well, sure enough, he is a necromancer, all his skills are death-based, and he can't use them in front of people at all."
He sighed after reading it, many of the skills in this need to be specially learned, and he can only choose.
There is no distinction between good and bad weapons, but it depends on who holds them, otherwise a utility knife can kill!
The same goes for spell types.
In Second World, he has seen the Abyssal Demons who saved humanity, and the Paladins who slaughtered entire villages.
For him, any spells and equipment are just tools, so naturally he doesn't mind anything.
Skeleton and corpse spells were all abandoned, and after this choosing, only three of the twenty spells could be used, namely Death Tentacles, Tired Hands, and Clay Stone Demons.
After carefully reading the introduction of the skills, Su Hao only had deep happiness left in his heart, glad that that guy was trying to control the red lotus by himself, otherwise any of these skills could easily kill him.
"Tsk, no one can stop you when luck comes. But ......"
He called up the attribute panel, looked at the poor two-digit number in the points column, and rubbed his hair with a slight headache: "It seems that the old method is going to be used again, but the taste of shrinking wallets is really uncomfortable." ”
The biggest advantage of players over the aborigines is the existence of systems and points, which allow players to easily learn various spell martial arts, while the aborigines need to spend N times as much time as they work.
The importance of points can be imagined, without points, players will completely become salted fish, lying on the ground and looking up at the backs of those geniuses among the aborigines.
"Hey, what's this thing?"
As he spoke, Su Hao reached out and picked up a small sign from the things on the bed, and put it in front of him to examine it carefully.
This sign is supposed to be a token with a large divine inscription engraved in the middle - hunting.
Shinbun, a language used by gods and deity devotees, contains a special power of law, and is also a mantra prophecy recited during the sacrificial performance of divine magic.
"Hunting, hunting, is it the goddess of hunting? The problem is that this deity had fallen during the first Abyssal Invasion and has not yet been resurrected. Is He about to be resurrected? ”
He tentatively injected a trace of mana into it, and the token instantly lit up with a dazzling light, enveloping the entire room in blood, as if flowing with blood!
"Damn, it's not the goddess of the hunt, it's definitely an evil god!"
Feeling the evil aura contained in the light, Su Hao's expression changed greatly, and he suddenly shook his hand and wanted to throw away the token.
Unfortunately, it was too late, and the token seemed to be rooted in his hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it off. Instead, he felt that his life essence was greedily devoured by the token, and the health number on the attribute bar dropped wildly.
"Warning, the host has lost too much blood and is about to clear its health! Warning, the host has lost too much blood and is about to ...... life"
The system panel flashes with a red light that represents danger, and the prompts are constantly swiped.
"Your sister, let me die!"
Su Hao gritted his teeth and pressed the token to the center of his eyebrows, desperately attracting the strange red lotus that was hidden.
Click~
The token shattered at the sound, turned into countless fragments, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and a blood-colored bow and arrow mark quietly appeared on the back of his hand.
"The host gets the Mark of the Hunt."
A line of text appeared in front of him, Su Hao was lying on the bed and gasping violently, the near-death experience just now was too thrilling, as if his blood was gushing out rapidly, and he would dry up and die in the next moment!
At the same time, he vaguely sensed that something seemed to be watching him, but when he looked closely, he found nothing.
"daddy, I knew it wouldn't go so well." He put everything into the space backpack, and he had already prepared all kinds of precautions, but he didn't expect to almost get stuck on such an inconspicuous little thing.
No, it's already planted!
Obtaining a seal, in the Second World, represents a connection with a god or powerful being, which can be used to become a believer in that powerful being, or to sacrifice something in exchange for power, etc.
From this, it can be deduced that the sight that I sensed just now should be that powerful being.
However, the other party seemed to be just an unconscious gaze, and he should have fallen into a deep sleep. If this is the case, given the habit of the gods sleeping for decades and hundreds of years, this thing may not wake up when "Fantasy" stops operating. ”
After thinking about this, he finally relaxed, sat down at his desk, took out a book the size of a high school textbook, and spread it out on the table.
"Explanation of the Basics of Pharmacy".
This book is naturally about the basics of pharmacy, just like learning mathematics, you first need to know addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and then you can deepen and expand it little by little.
However, the vast knowledge base of magicians is not accumulated by rote memorization, and you don't need to work hard to read at night like the senior students of high school more than ten years ago, and ancient magicians have already researched relevant spells in order to better memorize a large amount of knowledge.
"Ma~Ni~Tai~Ro~Si...... Reading! ”
As the incantation was chanted, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and a page of words and patterns was instantly memorized as if he had taken a photograph.
Of course, it's not really memorized, but stored in the virtual memory area provided by the system, so that you can call it at any time. When the time comes, you will directly "see" the relevant introduction of any plant and medicinal material, as if you have brought a library that provides search services with you, provided that you "put" the book first.
This zero-level spell is a miracle, and countless hard-pressed students are eager to get this plug-in so that they can learn all the courses from elementary school to high school in one day!
It's a pity that this ability can only be used in "Fantasy", so countless people have frantically built buildings on official forums to try to attract official attention, but to no avail.
Ding dong~
Just as he was turning the pages of the book to remember, an information window suddenly popped up in front of him:
"There is a guest visiting, and according to the host's regulations, the door has been opened automatically."