Under the pressure of the combination of intense hunger and the countdown to drug addiction, Mr. Link used his reason to deduce a little, and then simply gave in. Persevering is nothing more than a few pains, and the result will not change, after all, the urgency of time is completely different between the enemy and the enemy.

It doesn't matter about dignity, it doesn't matter about coercion, as long as you live comfortably and have a green mist potion to drink, what is there to be dissatisfied with? What is the difference between the home and the stone room? I have been comforting myself so much, but I can't completely forget the fact that I am weak and compromised and self-deceiving myself when I am forced to lose my freedom.

I didn't even need to say a word from the outside, and I thought of a reason for others. Such thoughts made Mr. Link want to slap himself.

And in the face of a self that is countless times weaker than expected, humiliation and anger are mixed with a little sense of relief. It's like a scumbag who has passed the final exam, facing a lower grade than expected, unwilling, self-blaming and promising the future, there will still be a kind of happiness in the bottom of my heart to tide over the difficulties.

Knowing this, it would have been better to agree to the suggestion of the bar manager and cooperate with the bar to open a small workshop, which would be much more beneficial than the current situation.

With a long sigh, leaving behind all useless negative emotions and complicated thoughts, Mr. Link sat down at the workbench and fiddled with it for a few moments, but his eyes were stunned in a daze, and his mind involuntarily guessed the identity of the other party.

At first, I felt that I was being followed, and I also had a chaotic blind investigation for a while, but I had no experience in this area, and I lacked imagination and careful logic, so I couldn't do it. Coupled with the burglary three days ago and the ruthlessness of this suddenness, as well as the cost and idea of creating the stone chamber, some possibilities have been ruled out, but there is still no clue.

For the time being, the biggest suspect, the tavern, is the object of suspicion, then it is necessary to explain a problem, as a kind of magic addiction potion, there is a drinking threshold, and the market share is very narrow, which cannot be compared with those rampant alcoholic beverages, and in terms of benefits, it may not be worth it.

In this way, either the people outside have found a way to lower the threshold for drinking, or they are simply a poor worm who is also addicted to drinking green mist potions.

I only hope that the school or the Bloodclaw Army patrol will find out that I am missing for no reason and can send people to search, but considering that at the end of winter, a large number of people are missing and the Lord's Mansion has no reaction, so I don't need to hope for more.

Use the remaining materials to make two bottles of green mist elixir, stuff the bottle tightly and put it in the teleportation iron cage, staring at it for a long time and each reaction, shaking his head helplessly, grabbing a few fruits and eating them, and then returning to the small bed to sleep. I don't know how long later, a burst of food aroma came, Mr. Link woke up slowly, and found that in the teleportation cage was an authentic Red Chinese Restaurant specialty: beef and potato rice bowl, and his stomach suddenly sounded as if he was rebelling.

After gobbling it up, I saw another metal cylinder next to it, unfolding the note inside, which was still a simple paragraph. First apologized for such rudeness, and then slightly relaxed the exchange rate between food and blue mist flasks.

Mr. Link frowned slightly, sensing the softening of the other party's attitude, and thinking back to his performance this day, it could not be related to the 'tough attitude', but the time to hand in the green mist potion was greatly delayed. Then it is certain that the people outside do not have the means to keep an eye on the stone room at all times. But it was another light sigh, knowing what such a situation could be, it was not an honest thing.

As if in response to this thought, a faint light flashed in the teleportation cage, and a large amount of raw materials such as grains and fruits fell like a waterfall. Mr. Link was taken aback again, this light flashed, but it was the sign of the eight-ring powerhouse, but after a little thought, he made it thorough. The raw materials of the canteen of the attached middle school are also in charge of transportation, which is just a job at all, and it does not mean that there is a strong person with the gas system eight rings behind the other party.

In this way, day and night, Mr. Link began to live a miserable life of producing Qingwu Elixir, during which he made a small amount of communication with people outside and obtained a few benefits. For example, the ventilation openings are expanded, the ventilation efficiency is increased, the food is more abundant, and some small toys and chemistry textbooks are used to relieve boredom. But when Link asked for a woman to vent his anger, it took two days for the people outside to reply: 'Is it okay for a little girl?'

Mr. Link is not a person with special interests, and when he saw such a reply, his interest suddenly decreased, and he had no chest and no ass to play with an egg? But the information revealed behind this information made him more concerned, there should be more than one person outside, and the level of the qi magician is obviously not very good, although the weight difference between children and adults is not small, but for the qi magician of the six rings and seven rings, it is not a condition that needs to be taken care of.

Half tentatively, half genuinely uncomfortable, Mr. Link agreed to the alternative, and three days later received a courier package delivered to his home, a small iron cage that a half-man tall adult would never get into. Mr. Link was again unsure of his original judgment, and perhaps the people outside were just afraid that he would take the opportunity to escape.

While barely using it, I also made some inquiries with the hope of what happened, but the results I got were not satisfactory. It's just a poor little guy in the ever-expanding slums west of Birdbeak Town, who is sold by his parents in a daze, and not only has a very poor lingua franca, but also knows nothing about the situation in Birdbeak Town.

But what happened next made Mr. Link a little difficult to decide. The people outside made it clear that if Mr. still needs it in the future, it is better to keep the little guy, if not, stuff it into a cage, and after teleporting out, just in case, the little guy will die.

Yu Guang glanced at the little guy who was hugging his knees and cowering in the corner of the bed, but finally kept it. But it's not pity for the jade, or humanism, thinking about the strange theory that life is priceless, but considering that it is not easy to send a person down, after this is over, who knows how long to wait for the next?

But Mr. Link can't be blamed for being ruthless. First of all, this kind of chronically malnourished child is like a firewood stick, black and thin, and not attractive. Second, there is slavery in this world, and human life is not a matter of importance by the most universal values.

Life has settled down, the hope of regaining freedom has become more and more diminished, and in despair, Mr. Link has even begun to feel a little more comfortable, after all, than the messy life of a bachelor who took care of himself. You don't have to work hard to prepare for eating and drinking, and there is a little guy who takes the initiative to do laundry and clean up the house, and can vent his desires and anger at will.

With the gradual adaptation of life, the mood no longer fluctuates violently, and some progress has been made in work. After all, practice makes perfect, and if you keep doing one thing, no matter how foolish you are, you will also sum up some experience, not to mention a magician who can enter the Seven Rings. However, as the efficiency improved and the production expanded, Mr. Link's own drug addiction also rose, and there was a kind of 'love what's the matter, drink to death and pull down' bachelor's momentum.

But that all changed with a twist in the air. Mr. Link, who was dispensing the potion, suddenly heard the little guy scream in terror, and was thinking about how to punish him, when he heard a common word of greeting with a slightly strange accent, and turned his head to see a short figure wearing a green mask and a black cloak.

Regardless of guessing the identity of the person who came, he tried his best to communicate with the fire magic medium, extending to the body of the person who came, and there was a slight stagnation, judging that it should be about four rings, and he could be put to death between three or five breaths, so he relaxed a little and asked, "After so long, you are finally willing to show up?"

The other party obviously hesitated slightly, and then said, "Sir, you misunderstood. I'm not out there. Are you in captivity?"

Mr. Link was not completely insane, and his sanity was still there, so he quickly made the most superficial guess of this sentence, and asked expectantly, "Are you here to save me?"

After another moment of hesitation, the other party replied: "I am just investigating the source of the Qingwu Elixir, and now that the goal has been achieved, I am ready to go back to the business." If being rescued means teleporting you, it is not in the plan and is not within my reach, but I am willing to convey this request to my master. ”

For no reason, a sense of familiarity appeared in Mr. Link's heart, this accent and this coherent way of speaking seemed to have been encountered somewhere, and when he thought about it, his brain, which had been soaked in the green mist potion, could not give a specific answer.

"Then please. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Seeing that the other party seemed to be about to teleport away, Mr. Link hurriedly said, "Don't leave yet, at least tell me about the situation outside." I don't know how long I haven't been out. ”

The other sat cross-legged on the ground, "What do you want to know?"

"Who's out there?"

"For the time being, there are just a few gangsters on the street, who are in charge of guarding. As for the boss behind the scenes, I only glanced at it from a distance, it was a blue-haired man in his fourteens, at least the sixth ring, I didn't dare to approach, and I didn't dare to inquire in detail. I only know that it is a newly formed underground force in Birdbeak Town recently. ”

Mr. Link nodded, but he could hear a difference in his voice from this long passage, frowned, and asked, "Are you a child?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't reveal my identity due to the precepts, so please don't ask again. After a pause, the other party twisted his body as if feeling something, and then his tone was much more relaxed, and he said, "And I believe you have more questions to ask than this, right?"

Mr. Link frowned and pondered for a moment, then asked, "What about the Blue Mist Elixir outside?"

"It's expensive, everyone rushes to buy ......"

"Wait!" interrupted Mr. Link with a raised hand, "you mean 'everyone'?

"yes, what's the problem?"

"So how many green mist elixirs appear on the market every day?"

"This ...... I do not know. The other man shook his head, a little gray hair peeking out from the side of the hood.

"Ten bottles?" Link shook as he took a large bottle from the workbench.

"Each pub also has a red Chinese restaurant, as well as several other outlets, each of which buys more than 10 bottles a day. ”

"What about the price?"

"A bottle like this, about five or six copper coins. ”

The matter is probably obvious, and the people outside don't know what luck they have hit, they can actually relieve the toxicity of the Qingwu Elixir puree, and after dilution, they can still maintain a certain degree of addiction, do the hooking and make a lot of money.

A wave of frustration rose from his heart again, and Mr. Link gasped and smashed the bottle to pieces with a snap. The green-masked weirdo was indifferent, but the little guy in the corner shuddered and shrunk even smaller.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back. I don't know how to dispense medicine, and if I find out, my life will be in danger. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the little guy in the corner, leaving the following sentence and disappearing: "This meeting is very important, and I hope you can be careful." ”

Mr. Link was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand to the corner of the wall, about to use the fire magic medium to turn it into a puddle of mud, but in an instant, he smiled slightly, sparing the little one's life. In the rare sober time, I thought clearly about the pros and cons in time. I will prepare the puree, I am afraid of hanging, no matter what, the group of people outside also have to wait, it's just a matter of whether it is comfortable.

Even if the meeting was leaked from the little guy, the people outside made an ambush. If you don't want to rescue, it's better for this four-ringed miscellaneous fish with a green mask to hide its head and tail by itself, and what does it have to do with being unlucky enough to die here? If the big man behind him comes in person, why not be afraid of ambushes, and it doesn't matter if it leaks or not.

But both of them thought too much, the little guy was really just a poor worm, and when he came in, he was confused and didn't be explained anything. So when Green Mask reappeared three days later, the people outside were still unaware.

"The master has prescribed the conditions to rescue you. ”

Mr. Link's eyes narrowed slightly, not surprised by this, with the hope of returning to freedom, all the thoughts and ideas were different, and in the three days, while making many ideas, he felt more and more depressed in the stone room, and the mood to go out became more and more urgent, but Green Mask's next words were much more than he expected.

"That's the public formula. ”

"This ...... Even if I want to make it public, others may not understand it, right?"

"The master also took this aspect into account and specially asked me to send a new book on chemical experiments, as well as some chemical experiment equipment. Green Mask said as he took various things from under his cloak and placed them on the ground. "Ten days later, I'll do it one last time, and if you don't have a clear way to configure the chemical equations, I'm afraid you'll be here for the rest of your life. ”

"Isn't this a recipe?"

"After you get out, you can personally confirm that this thing is public. ”

The huge benefits in this, even a fool will understand it if he looks at the operation of the group of people outside. Not to mention a person who can teach such an apprentice. After a long pause, Mr. Link asked, "Why? Is your master insane?"

"Almost. Ahem...... I mean, I only convey, I don't know why. ”