Chapter 8 No one can kill me in my BGM
Looking at myself in the mirror in children's pajamas, I felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
I was too sleepy last night to take a closer look at this set of pajamas. Looking closer now, Moqi feels like he's going to be cute. Originally, he planned to take the route of the overlord, but after being put on this set of pajamas by Carlstone, Moqi felt that he had taken an irreparable step on the road to selling cuteness.
After yesterday's efforts, the alchemy proficiency has increased to 16, which is already very slow compared to a game where you only use the left mouse button. However, thinking about the ability to use the Transfiguration Potion to talk to the Blood Elf Girl in the future, this slow and difficult leveling method is very worthwhile.
"Blood Elf girls, wait! I, Moki, will be looking for you soon! With that, Mo Qi hurried into the laboratory, completely unaware that in the corner of the laboratory, where all kinds of herbs were stacked, a dark shadow was lurking there.
Dia Sangunar, the man known as the number one killer in the Eastern Kingdoms, has been reflecting for a long time after yesterday's defeat. After leaving Carlstone Manor yesterday, he deliberately read a large number of books, including "Introduction to Fish-Man Studies", "Clinical Medicine of Azeroth Humanoid Biology", "Ten Agreements between Me and Fish-Man", etc., to re-study and understand the physiology and social culture of fish-people. This is not enough, he also specially captured an evil fin sewage fishman from the Whispering Coast to observe it carefully, and today he can be said to be fully prepared.
Many people think that Dia can become the number one killer in the Eastern Kingdom because of talent, but in fact, they are all wrong!
What has sustained Dia to this point is his spirit of study, and only if he loves his profession enough can mortals create miracles.
After a night of preparation, a "weapon" was specially created for today's assassination mission, Dia named it "Fishman Skull Crusher", specially developed for the fish-man skull structure, similar to a pistol, but as long as this thing is aimed at the most vulnerable part of the fish-man's skull and then press the trigger, the ejected stone hammer can cause a devastating blow to the fish-man's brain. The weapon was expensive to make, but Dia wasn't afraid to spend money. Unlike those low-level killers who collect deposits before they have yet to work, Dia is never afraid of losing money when he kills, and for a killer of his level, reputation comes first. With fame, business will naturally come to you.
Dia lay in ambush and saw the fish-man running in front of him screaming, but Dia was not in a hurry to make a move.
He was waiting for a perfect moment, a moment when the fish-man would never be able to react.
……
Mochi's job today was distillation, the process of evaporating the excess water solvent and increasing the concentration of the weak Shadow Protector. Today's work is much simpler, the only thing to note is to avoid steaming dry so that the distillation flask does not break.
Dressed in children's pajamas, Mochi sat in front of the distillation equipment and watched the white steam condense in the condenser tube and then flow out as water droplets. From the back, it looks like a malnourished big-headed doll.
As for why he is still wearing pajamas, the reason is simple, Mochi has no other clothes. Why wear clothes? Because Mochi has the shame of modern people after all - remembering that he ran around naked in front of the Dark Ranger sister a few days ago, Mochi always felt a sense of shame.
After distillation, Moqi collected the high-concentration potion into the bottle, and waited with anticipation for the system to prompt it - "Obtain the Primary Shadow Protection Potion*1, and increase your alchemy proficiency to 17." ”
Who knew that what he was waiting for was a sudden headache.
I only heard a bang in my head, and in the next second, Mo Qi fell straight to the ground. It was dark for about three seconds before Mo Qi regained consciousness, and the surrounding scenery was distorted and distorted, and countless winged little goblins flew above his head.
"What's wrong with me?" Mochi asked.
The only voice that answered him was a familiar singing voice—
"Snowflakes fluttering, the north wind is ......"
Mo Qi got up and checked the card, [Old iPhone], and the item skills that had just cooled down entered the cooldown phase again.
"What's going on? Another headache, and another trigger skill? Could it be that my fish flu is getting worse? Mochi was a little confused.
And the same confusion is the sneaking Dia.
When Dia heard the singing, her heart was broken. He kept asking himself why? He was obviously well prepared, why did he fail?
"No, it can't be!" In the sensual singing of the little brother, Dia's cognition began to waver.
He recalled what his master had told him many years ago, when he had just debuted-
"Kid, now I'll teach you one last trick, the name of this trick is Collect the Knife."
"Master, our killers are murderers? Isn't it looking for death to collect the knife in front of others? ”
"Huh...... One day, when you encounter that target that you can't kill, you'll understand what it means to put the knife away......"
You can't kill anyone...... Dia silently recited these words, her inner turmoil became stronger and stronger, her figure flickered, and the perfect stealth state was about to be broken.
"That's not right! That's not true! ”
Is this just another coincidence? How can there be someone I can't kill? What's more, he's just a fishman.
As for striking the skull but not killing him, there must be a reason. That's right, individual differences! It seems that this fish-man's head is larger than that of the fish-man of the same age, and his head should be stronger than the other fish-people...... It seems that I don't know enough about this fish-man, and I'm going to observe him for another day.
In this way, poor Mochi was characterized by Dia as a "big-headed fish".
Moqi thought that the cold was getting worse and worse, and it was already life-threatening. He decided to put his experiments aside and concoct some potions that could cure colds. Walking to the corner of the basement full of herbs, he suddenly found something on the ground that resembled a crossbow.
"Huh? What is it? ”
……
On the other side, Dia, who had just left, met the pharmacist Jerrod, and in a distraught mood, he forgot to sneak on the road. Jerold took the initiative to catch up, and could only bite the bullet and talk to the other party.
"Lord Dia, I'm here to see how Chauhan and his fish-men are dead, they've been disposed of, right?" Gerald asked respectfully.
"Well, ah, this...... There have been some accidents, but don't worry, I'll help you solve it tomorrow. Dia said vaguely.
Hearing that Johan and the fish-man were not dead, Jerold was a little surprised: "What kind of trouble have you encountered?" ”
"It's not too much trouble, it's just some of my own problems. It's been solved, and I'll help you get rid of them the day after tomorrow. Dia prevaricated.
Hearing Dia's assurance, Jerold couldn't say anything more: "Ah...... In this case, it will be for you. ”
……
Mo Qi looked at the equipment in his hand, and couldn't think of anyone who would make such a boring weapon.
【Fishman Skull Crusher】(One-handed)
melee
+2 Damage
Purpose: After hitting an enemy, there is a 0.1% chance that the stun effect will be inflicted.
"Expertise comes from continuous learning."
This turned out to be a melee crossbow? Do you dare to believe it?
What kind of neurosis is this that will design equipment that hurts eggs? Is it a melee hunter who believes in bows?
Also, only the kind of egg-sore profession that is so boring that you use a whole night to squat "a skill that is not much different from an ordinary monster is just a baby of different colors" can make such an egg-hurting equipment.
That being said, Mochi carefully packed the melee crossbow into the package while there was no one around. It's been a long time since Mochi has had this kind of garbage picking experience.
In the past, Moqi was at most behind the tuba, picking up garbage all the way from the dungeon, but now he has been reduced to picking up garbage equipment in the basement of a wooden house on a low-level map, and I have to say that the vagaries of life are amazing.
Mo Qi rummaged through the cloth bag containing the herbs, and did not seem to find any Chinese medicine similar to trigeminal bitter, gangmei, calendula silver plate, peppermint, and wild chrysanthemum, so there was no possibility of preparing cold powder, a common medicine on earth.
Mochi had to turn to the natives to see if there were no native cold remedies. After using body language to compare with Qiao Han for a long time, the other party finally understood Mo Qi's intentions.
Qiao Han lifted his skull in horror, clasped his cerebral cortex and said, "I'm sorry, the undead don't usually catch colds, so I'm afraid you'll have a hard time finding the potion recipe you need in the realm of the Forsaken." ”
Well, Mochi sadly discovers that he may be the first traveler to die of a cold.