Seeing that the spiritual base value was about to become a fourth-level psionic, Leo was a little excited, but he was more concerned about how many good or bad side effects the mysterious existence had brought to him just now.

After carefully examining the other project templates in the personal attributes interface, Leo found no other abnormal data changes, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief, and then closed the personal attributes interface, walked back to the edge of the platform, and activated the vision to look at the lake.

As he expected, the mysterious being had receded, and all he could see was the surface of the lake that had turned into a thick mist, but the remaining psionic fluctuations of the mysterious existence had not yet dissipated.

For this reason, Leo Concentration Network collects various data on this wavelength of psionic energy, and builds a file in the database, so that if he encounters this mysterious being again in the future, he can find it in advance.

"Is it the dream consciousness of the night god?" After the last trace of psionic wavelength disappeared into the energy force field, Leo with a solemn expression withdrew the spiritual net, stopped the data collection of the auxiliary brain system, and then had doubts in his heart, and instinctively made a guess, but soon he shook his head and denied this guess.

Although the mysterious being in the lake is very powerful, judging from the fact that Leo is still able to resist and calmly activate psionic skills, the other party is definitely not at the Omega level, and it is not even comparable to the True Eye in the hunting ground on the outskirts of Miria. In his estimation, it was only slightly more powerful than the most powerful dream spirits he had found in the forests outside the city, almost equivalent to a six- or seventh-level psionic.

As for why Leo only confronted him for a few seconds, his daily will value dropped by eleven points, which is likely to be related to the spiritual energy cast by the opponent, and it may also be related to the surrounding environment, but it definitely has nothing to do with the true strength of the opponent.

After analyzing the situation, Leo temporarily put aside the mysterious existence in the lake, handed it over to the auxiliary brain system to pay attention to, turned around and looked at the town reflected in the moonlight in front of him, and walked inside, and soon the figure disappeared into a narrow alley.

For Boris, since entering this year's month, he has encountered something unlucky, first because of desertion, damaged a set of stoves, lost work, and then is almost about to negotiate a family matter, the other party suddenly unilaterally said that it was invalid, and in the last two days, he has checked out that the body has shown signs of ancestry, and a pair of small tentacles faintly grow on his back.

Those who wish to gain merit by clearing the forest monsters are extremely eager to become Ancestral themselves, because only those who have become Ancestral are qualified to become guards, and only then can they have the power to kill the Monsters, and they can become nobles in the city by virtue of their merits.

But for someone like Boris who doesn't want to take risks, Zu Morphization is definitely a disaster, because once Ancestral Morph is formed, he must become a guard, he must leave the safe town of Lake, he must go outside to face those terrible dangers, and he may even be sent to the front line of the Fog Zone to guard the castle.

Therefore, when Boris found that his body was showing signs of ancestry, he chose to hide it and tried his best to find a way to remove the ancestry.

Luckily, he still had a shred of luck in him, and when he was feeling hopeless, a friend who used to work in a spring manufacturing factory told him a secret, that is, there was a shop in the 67th district that sold a potion that could make the ancestral state of a person disappear.

It is said that this potion is mainly used for the reproduction of offspring by some special ancestors, because some parts of these ancestors' bodies will no longer be suitable for ordinary people, and they must be eliminated in order to be able to reproduce offspring with ordinary people.

For those who have been fully progenitalized, the effect of this potion is only temporary, and once the effect has passed, the disappeared progenitization will reappear, but for those who have not completed their progenitization, especially for people like Boris who have just appeared progenital, the effect of this potion is permanent. As long as you take this potion, you can completely remove the ancestral state, and there will be no more ancestral state in the future.

Although the vast majority of people in Hushang Town hope that their ancestors will appear, there are still many people who are used to the current peaceful life and do not want any changes, so this potion is also very marketable, demand exceeds supply, and the price has always been high.

Boris had heard of this potion before, but he didn't pay attention to it because he didn't think he needed it, but now when he heard about it from a friend, he asked the shop that sold it, and immediately went to inquire about the price of the potion.

The price of 50 Union Coins is definitely a sky-high price for Boris, according to this value, he can buy a single room between the 20th and 29th districts. According to the calculation of three lake town coins a day when he used to work, it would take five or six years to complete the accumulation without eating or drinking.

Desperate, Boris walked aimlessly through the streets of the 33rd arrondissement, from the bottom floor to the seventh floor, not knowing what he was looking for here, but he always felt that his opportunity was hidden somewhere.

District 33 is the largest family market in the town of Seventh Lake, and people in the town will bring all kinds of items they don't need in their homes to sell or hand them back, because the town council does not collect taxes here, so some of the town's family workshops will also put their own home-made gadgets here to sell.

Because the trading atmosphere here is very peculiar and interesting, some idle and bored nobles and lords living within the 20th district also dress up in disguise and take out some items to come here to trade.

These noble lords don't seem to be interested in the value of the items they trade, they prefer to hear how much movement they trade in these commoners, so there will always be some valuable items of amazing value in this market from time to time, and whether they can get these items in the end depends on whether they have good eyesight.

Because he has worked in a spring manufacturing factory for many years, Boris knows a lot about some high-value power springs, and for ordinary people, these power springs are no different from ordinary springs, so when they are sold, they will be sold together.

In the process of shopping, he was lucky to find three military-grade nineteen-wound strong springs, and these three total value of thirty lake town coins only cost him two lake town coins, which can be said to be a big profit.

However, his good fortune seems to have stopped there, and he has never found anything of value in his eyes since then. He also thought about buying something of no value like everyone else, and maybe he could find a good thing or two in it, but in the end his sanity prevailed and he didn't do anything he regretted.

After shopping for a while, Boris felt that he would not find anything if he continued to shop, so it was better to find a buyer now to sell the three powerful springs on hand, accumulate a little capital, and look for them on a higher floor.

However, just as Boris was making his decision, a commotion suddenly came from a small room not far away, and he looked over to find that twenty or thirty people had gathered outside the small room, and a dozen others had gathered in that direction with exclamations.

With a strong sense of curiosity, Boris also leaned in, and with his strong body squeezed to the front, he could see the situation in the house clearly.

I saw that in this small room, a tall and strong man wearing a hunting suit, a three-cornered hat, a beard, and suffering from black skin took out three alliance coins from the wooden box next to him, handed them to an old man, and then took a book from the old man's hand and put it in the wooden box on the other side.

Boris, who was curious about the scene in front of him, hurriedly inquired about the situation with the people beside him, and it turned out that the strong man with black skin sitting inside was a merchant from the town of the Fifth Lake, and this time he was mainly buying some old books for a certain scholar in the town of the fifth lake.

It is said that in order to make it easier to carry, this merchant did not bring any money and goods, but brought ten bottles of very rare healing potions, which were sold at a sky-high price of 5,000 alliance coins, and now he is ready to use all these 50,000 alliance coins to buy books, and so far three days have passed, he has spent more than 3,600 alliance coins and purchased more than 2,000 books, which can be called a large sum.

Through the discussion of the people around him, Boris heard that this man had at first collected all kinds of books, from family to mechanical studies, from lumberjack's manuals to three hundred ways of whistlering, in short, he had written and bound everything in a book.

It's just that he seems to be doing this just to attract the attention of the townspeople, and once the news spreads, he has requirements for the books he buys, such as manuscript ancient books, any books related to various mysterious organizations in the Ten Towns and Silvermoon City, any books related to strange monsters, forests, and fog areas, and so on.

From the conversations of the people around them, it is not difficult to hear that some books that seem to be useless can sell for very high prices, such as a Night's Watch diary that sold for 100 Alliance Coins, a remnant of a wizard's notebook from hundreds of years ago for the same price, and some strange atlases that also sold for 20 to 50 Alliance Coins.

Hearing this, Boris's breathing was a lot shorter, although he himself didn't like to read, but his father liked to read very much, and he also liked ancient books, and after his death, he left a box of all kinds of books collected in his early years, and he felt that those books could be sold for a few hundred league coins.

Thinking of this, Boris stopped watching, squeezed out of the crowd with all his might, and quickly went up to the top of the building, from the suspension bridge to his house in the 57th arrondissement.

Boris, who returned to his house, did not close the door, ran directly to the bedroom, climbed up to a small attic he had built, rummaged through a pile of miscellaneous items, and soon found a large old box.

After that, he forcefully moved the box out of the pile of miscellaneous items, put it in the middle of the bedroom, opened the box, and saw the well-preserved ancient books inside, and his heart could not hide his excitement.

After closing the box again, he found a few ropes to tie the box, carried the half-man-high box on his back, and hurried out of the room.

When Boris returned to the small room of the family market in District 33 with a large suitcase on his back, there were far fewer people gathered there than before, but there were still some people holding some old books for the dealer to pick up.

Seeing this, he was not in a hurry, but waited quietly with a large bookcase on his back, until the last person in front of him who traded with the merchant walked away with dozens of alliance coins, he came up, put the bookcase on his back in front of the other party, and then opened it, and said, "How much can I sell these old books and ancient books?"

The other party did not answer immediately, but wiped the lenses of the glasses with a cloth, and then took the clips to clip the books out of the box and carefully placed them on the table in front of him.

Although the other party picked up the book with a clip and did not touch it directly with his hands, Boris still instinctively frowned, feeling a little disgusted in his heart.

Just like the vast majority of ordinary people in Ten Towns and Silvermoon City, Boris has a natural rejection and even antipathy towards people with black skin disease, and if it weren't for the money, he wouldn't even want to appear in front of this person with black skin disease, because he felt that the gas breathed by the other party might infect him.

Even though the Wizards Association and the Apothecary Association of Silvermoon City have said more than once that black skin disease is just a general skin disease and does not cause any contagion, the perception that has been fixed for many years cannot be changed in a while.

After the other party took out all the books, carefully flipped through the first few pages of each book, and then quickly took out some books that were already or were not needed and threw them back into the bookcase.

Seeing the rapid reduction of the books on the table, Boris became a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't care about the disgust for this merchant in his heart, so he leaned forward and said in a deep voice: "These are all ancient books, and many of them are out of print......

"No matter how good the book is, it's not what I want. Without waiting for Boris to finish speaking, the other party said in a very fluent Silver Moon City accent: "If you had come two days earlier, maybe I would have accepted it, but now...... You're late!" As he spoke, he threw a few more unwanted books back into the bookcase, and when there were only four books left on the desk, he stopped and said, "I want these four books, fifty federal dollars each, don't bargain, take them if you don't sell them." ”

"Sell, why don't you sell!" The high price of fifty federal coins per copy has far exceeded Boris's expectations, where will he bargain again, and hurriedly agreed.

Seeing Boris agree, the other party quickly scooped out a puddle of federal coins from the box full of coins with a spoon, and then counted out two hundred coins and handed them to Boris.

Boris took the two hundred federal coins and turned around and left excitedly, and even the box of leftover books on the ground did not intend to move back, but when he left, he did not notice that a few fierce men guarding outside the small room exchanged glances with each other, and a few people followed.

"I hope that the next time I visit, I will be able to receive valuable books from all of you. At this point, the merchant looked at the few federal coins left in the box, stood up, said to the people watching the bustle outside the room, and closed the door directly, while the other people who were not able to complete the transaction stood in the doorway and complained a few words, and then quickly dispersed.