In this world, there is a tissue called fangs. They are the common enemy of the whole world.

No one knows how many cadres there are and where their headquarters are, but the monsters all over the world are under their command.

Warcraft is scattered throughout the Terry continent, and every nation is fighting to the death. Some countries defeated the monsters with great strength, and although they could not suppress their reproduction, they finally sealed them in the forest - that is, the current copy.

Don't let them hurt innocent people. But there are also countries where they lost to Warcraft, so the country was destroyed, the land was trampled on, and innocent people were brutally killed. Since then, these countries have existed only in the annals of other countries.

There are many races in the Terry Continent, but each race, including humans, has an incomparably strong and deep hatred for fangs and monsters.

No matter how fierce the battle between races, between forces, and between countries is, once you face the monsters, you will work together to repel them first.

There is no explicit agreement that this must be done, but those who do not do it have been subjected to crazy revenge from others and reproach and despise by future generations. Such people are the only kind of sinners in this world who cannot be forgiven for eternity and eternity.

Aransale looked at Zach with some anticipation and some envy. I wonder if in the future, he will be able to tell young people about his past glory like Zach?

"Zach, tell us a little bit more about your adventures, right? You know I love to hear these kinds of stories. Aransell said with gusto.

Zach looked at him amusedly and said, "So you look like you're no different from other kids, and it's true that the kids in the neighborhood love to hear me tell stories."

But let's talk about this another day, let's talk about something else today, Aransale, I think you'd better find a way to figure out some things, that alchemist in your family, no matter how you think about it, I think it's a little weird.

Pine orchid grass, water ghost fangs, blood clots of Bidor beasts, white crystals, bronze powder, no matter how high-level alchemists are, I don't think they will be able to use this kind of thing. ”

Alansell nodded and said, "You must have been in contact with a lot of alchemists, and I also believe in your knowledge of materials, Zack, so you think that this kind of material is only used by wizards, right?" ”

Zach didn't answer, he took the beer back to the kitchen, and after a while, he brought a plate of fried peas, two glasses of soda, poured syrup into the glass, squeezed half of the orange, and handed it to Aransale.

Aransell took a bite and it was refreshing and sweet, with the fresh orange perfectly covering the astringency of the soda itself.

It seems that human beings know how to enjoy themselves no matter what world they are in. He couldn't help but sigh a little, thinking about whether to open a drink shop if he had money in the future.

Although there are many drinks in this world, there are not many exquisite drinks, not even coffee.

Alansel believes that although there are many magical elements in the continent of Terry, the background should be similar to that of medieval Europe.

Although coffee first appeared in the 3~4th century, it really became popular in Europe around the 16th century.

"Zach, you've never heard of coffee?" Aransell asked curiously.

Zach frowned and thought about it, took a cigarette, took another pea and threw it into his mouth, he shook his head: "I really haven't heard of it, you saw it from a book?" Is this also a material? ”

"Coffee is the raw material of a drink, well, about the size of this pea, it is a small black bean that needs to be ground into a powder, and then put it in a container that can filter solids, brew it with hot water, and the liquid that drips down is coffee," Aransell said. Of course, this is only the easiest way to do it, and there are many ways to drink coffee. ”

Zach nodded as if he didn't understand, "You can make me a cup another day, and if it's good, I'll sell it for money." ”

Aransell laughed, "Okay, but I'll have to wait until I find the beans." ”

After a while, Zach took a drag on his cigarette and said, "Back to your question, you asked if those materials were only available to wizards, right?"

No, physicians, alchemists, orc shamans, and elven wind control can all use these materials. But for alchemists, this is a material that is rarely used.

In addition to alchemy props, alchemists generally make scrolls most often. The main material of the scroll is parchment paper and a special solution used to write spells, so the above materials can be excluded, and alchemy items do not need the organs of the living creatures. Except, of course, black alchemy. ”

Alansel shook his head slowly, "This is impossible, if it is a black alchemist, I shouldn't fail to see it, you know, the characteristics of the black alchemists are too obvious to hide." ”

Zach narrowed his eyes and made a gesture of fangs and claws, "That's right, those guys have faces that are uglier than monsters, their eyes are purple and red, their teeth are broken, their hair is falling out, and they are extremely old. But it was also self-inflicted, who let them sell their souls to the devil. ”

In Aransale's opinion, strictly speaking, black alchemists may not really sell their souls to demons, but they do do the same thing as cults.

Extracting the souls of the living to create evil creatures, or resurrecting the dead, this kind of thing seems fine in the world, but when it really exists in life, it is a matter of course to be rejected and stopped.

"Zach, if Mr. Gurba is not an alchemist, why did you first think that he was a wizard and not a physician or an alchemist?" ”

"First of all, wizarding is the closest profession to alchemist of all professions, and many wizards will say that they are alchemists when they hide their identities, because wizarding and alchemy do have a common vein," Zach said.

This makes it difficult to reveal your true identity. If they say they are physicians or alchemists, then they have to master medicine and alchemy, both of which are incompatible with witchcraft.

It is laborious and time-consuming to learn, and it is easy to show off when asked to demonstrate relevant skills, which is the first reason.

On the other hand, it may be an unpopular knowledge for the average person, but it is a familiar knowledge for a material merchant like me—that is, a profession that has a lot of demand for white crystal, and there is no other way in the world except wizards. ”

After a moment of silence, Alansell smiled wryly.

"You've been sure that Mr. Gurba is a wizard."