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But unexpectedly, the old books that I had brought back from Woodlaw not long ago were lying quietly on the desk, with no signs of turning them over.

Looking at the inconspicuous badge in his hand, Ryan's eyes kept flashing with an inexplicable light.

Although Ryan's words gave Ryan hope to continue to improve his spellcasting ability, his mentor seemed to be more willing to sell off the law and did not give a prescription directly. After whetting Ryan's appetite, Lancedell simply sent him to the library every day to be taught by Woodlaw on what to look out for when he became a member of the Violet Eye.

Unable to find a solution, his instincts told Ryan that Lancedell wasn't making fun of himself.

If you can help yourself with this puzzling trouble, it seems that it would be good to join the Violet Eye.

Looking at the "Legend of the Eight Leaves" on the table, Ryan selectively forgot Lancedel's so-called purpose of spying on himself, and couldn't help but show a heartfelt smile on his face.

Ryan then set his eyes on the old glove in his left hand.

Hidden Hands

glove

+2 to hide

Storage space

Shadow Mask: The user casts a quick action on himself with a cooldown of one hour.

This is the equipment that Ryan dropped when he used the dismantling magic to dissolve Lester's right arm, and judging from the appearance alone, the pitch-black hue seems to be the kind of rag that has been used for many years and is thrown on the side of the road and no one wants it.

But fortunately, Ryan's rumored attributes are not low, and he just needs to cover the marks on his hands, so he didn't miss this seemingly ugly glove.

As it turned out, Ryan's eyes weren't wrong.

The biggest surprise that the Hidden Hand brought to Ryan was none other than the attached dimension.

Through the penetration of mental power, Ryan could clearly feel the existence of another space in the glove. It is about the size of a 0.5×0.5×2 cuboid, and not only can it easily fit a standard crosssword, but also has a large surplus to store materials and sundries.

As he grabbed the badge with his left hand, a black light suddenly flashed, and the badge engraved with the All-Seeing Eye disappeared in an instant.

However, it is a pity that the dimensional space of the Hidden Hand is not as stable as imagined, and the Morning Light Blessing is likely to cause influence or even destruction if placed in it due to the strong magical aura it contains.

Not only magic equipment, but gas can't be earned. The storage space is equivalent to a completely enclosed small plane, and the process of putting things in it is similar to plane teleportation. At the same time, there is also pressure on teleportation, and there is no way to 'safely' teleport anything that is physical or too fragile.

As a result, many of Ryan's novel ideas didn't have a chance to come to fruition.

Putting the "Legend of the Eight Leaves" into the hands of the hidden, Ryan was not in a hurry to study the knowledge in it, after all, judging from the previous experience, moderation is a very important habit for spellcasters.

After all this, Ryan was already extremely tired, turned off the kerosene lamp, and as darkness fell, he quickly went into a state of rest.

The next day, Ryan was awakened from his sleep by the sound of the rain, who shook his heavy head and laughed at himself.

Maybe it's really too tired, and I actually fell asleep directly in a meditative state last night.

Bang bang bang!

There was a sudden knock on the door, and an excited and familiar voice suddenly came in from outside: "Ryan! Are you back? Ryan? ”

I really can't be idle.

With a slight sigh, Ryan opened the door. Sure enough, what caught my eye was Patine's big face: "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Retracting his right hand held high in the air, Patri smiled awkwardly, "I heard you're back, so come and see." ”

Glancing blankly at the other party, Ryan immediately pushed the door forward, only to hear a dull bang, and Patrick suddenly screamed.

The half-elf's gaze shifted downward, and a foot caught in the door caught his attention.

"Don't you want me to boast about how well you know?" Seeing Patrice crouch down in pain, Ryan was helpless.

"Well, actually, I wanted to give you good news." Standing up with the pain, a hint of smugness flashed across Pattry's face.

"Say it quickly." The rare break was disturbed, and Ryan's mood was obviously a little unfriendly.

The smile on Patrick's face became even more embarrassed when he saw that the other party was blocking the door and not allowing him to enter, but remembering the surprise he had brought, he immediately regained his confidence.

"Dangdang!" Suddenly taking out a bottle of bright red potion from his bosom, Patri looked like an award-winning child, and every pore on his face was saying, 'Come and praise me'.

Looking at it intently, Ryan's sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant: "This is, healing potion?!" ”

Seeing Patrice nodding proudly, Ryan did not approve of himself as he expected, but looked at him with a suspicious expression: "The materials for the healing potion are not ordinary expensive, where did you get the money to buy the raw materials?" Shouldn't you use your liquidity? ”

"......" seemed to be petrified, Patrie's smile froze on his face, and then he finally couldn't help but roar, "Fart! I spent my own money! ”

"And after my improvements, the materials used to make the finished product are not as expensive as you think. I've calculated, the profit is even a little bit higher than the wisdom potion, if it weren't for the low success rate......"

reconnoiter

Weak Healing Potion: Restores 2d6 health for 10 seconds.

Seeing this, Ryan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and immediately interrupted his speech: "The success rate is too low? Do you have a lot of finished products? ”

"Well, it's okay, it's just a box or two." Finally, seeing Ryan's surprised expression, Patrick was once again nervous.

"Take me to see it!"

"Hey, don't drag me!"

……

During this time, Egger's pharmacy once again resumed its bustling bustle, and even under the drive of her storefront, the voices of several shops next to it were a lot more prosperous.

Egger, who had been personally entertaining the guests, saw two familiar faces walking in, and his eyes immediately lit up, and he immediately left the confused adventurer and trotted towards the door.

"Ouch, see who's coming? Ryan, why haven't I seen you all this time? But I'm worried about ......."

He had already learned about the changes in this store from Pattry, and Ryan was not fluttered by the other party's series of polite words: "Stop!" Ms. Egger, if you go on, I feel that 30% of the shares seem to be a loss. ”

Hearing this, the dwarf instantly shut up, walked past Ryan's side as if nothing had happened, and quietly looked behind him, but did not see the long-awaited carriage.

"Alright, don't be in such a hurry." Seeing the loss in Egger's eyes, Ryan certainly knew what she was thinking, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, "I came here to talk to you about something." ”

"I think you'd be happy to hear advice on how to expand the market further."

After a short pause, Egg's chrysanthemum-like smiling faces were almost huddled together: "Of course! Quick, please ...... inside"