In the blink of an eye, Edison, who had finished his workout, had a full breakfast, and walked towards the original location of the mobile market under Frey's guidance.

After an hour's trek, through a half-man's height of bushes, Edison felt a sudden dawn before his eyes, and not far from his feet there was a basin, which was run through by a vein of underground water, which, although there was standing water, did not gradually turn into a lake after the rain.

The whole basin is very large, and from a distance it looks like an open and undulating clearing, and there are many lodging weeds around the basin, which shows that many people did gather here a month ago, but now they are ......

At first glance, the vast basin is filled with only a few dozen merchants and "wanderers" who pick things up here.

The so-called "loiterer" is generally a slightly discriminatory term for the unsatisfactory among the adventurers, but it is not to blame others for being prejudiced against them, because many loiters have bad information records in the magic guild, and generally such "loiterers" not only have many records of failed employment tasks, but also most of them have suspected of "voluntarily giving up their employers, eating black, and even killing their employers" in the mission, so they will be excluded.

In other words, most of the "loiters" are a group of people who have problems with their own character and have escaped the punishment of imperial laws through some loopholes.

However, it is undeniable that the two professions of "thief" and "assassin" in the warrior profession are often mixed with these people, or that these two professions were originally born from the "wanderer".

Because there are always people who are downcast for various reasons, not because of something wrong with their conduct, but because they insist on something else in their hearts. Or being framed.

However, the rights and wrongs buried behind history have nothing to do with Edison now.

The reason why this stubble is mentioned here is only because Edison is now dressed as a "wanderer". The whole body was covered in a shabby black robe, making it difficult to see the face. It was as if there was some kind of weapon hidden in the wide cuffs, making it difficult to figure out the details.

As he walked into the market, he pretended to be casual and came to an inconspicuous stall, which was a place that Edison found when he was on the periphery and used the [Power of Faith Reconnaissance Technique], and the rest of the other stalls did not give him a good feeling, only the energy reaction of this stall was not high, but the energy fluctuations were the most strange and obscure.

Edison then saw some plant seeds, low-quality healing potions, an unknown low-level monster thermal leather coat, an enchanted dagger with a limited number of uses (3/5), and ...... An ape-like monster's ...... Skulls?

This couldn't help but make Edison couldn't help but ask the merchant, "When did you dare to let out the necromancer's stuff here and trade it casually?"

It wasn't probably the first time the merchant had heard such a question. Instead, he calmly explained: "This guest, you are mistaken, this is a talisman skull made by a sorcerer, not a necromancer's thing, and it can even be said that this thing can defend against some undead dead qi and curses, which is an indispensable equipment for adventurers in the Necromantic Wasteland when collecting materials." ”

"Originally, I brought more than 50 with me on this trip, and now there is only one left, if you plan to go to the Necromantic Wasteland in the future, I will sell it to you cheaply! 30 gold coins. It's definitely a lot cheaper than if you go to the Necronomical Wasteland and buy it ready-made. As he explained, the merchant began to sell his goods.

After hearing this, the corners of Edison's eyes twitched fiercely, using the skull of the monster as a talisman prop, and TM TM is specially designed to defend against the death qi and curses of the undead? Which magician is so creative! Not afraid of the magic array above being destroyed. Then the undead rushed to death, and this thing directly changed from a talisman to a talisman!?

Edison couldn't help but complain: "Could it be that the other ones sold are also this kind of skull-style amulet?

The merchant was surprised for a moment, and then explained with a little surprise: "Don't you know, guest? This style is the same as the one worn by the redeeming poet back then! It is a special commemorative amulet commemorating the 10,000th anniversary of the death of the redeeming poet and the master of death." I bought it more than ten years ago, and this batch has been specially treated. You see......"

As he spoke, the merchant picked up a piece of gravel from the ground. It slammed into the skull amulet, and the stone shattered. But the protective skull is fine.

Edison was stunned when he listened to it, but the price of this thing in front of him was not expensive, and the energy fluctuations were also the most peculiar and obscure, and there were only 30 gold coins left and right.

"Well, I'll buy it, but ......," said Edison, before he could finish his sentence, the merchant hurriedly wrapped a pile of bits and pieces from the rags on the ground and handed it to him, saying, "If you add five more gold coins, these will be yours." ”

Suddenly, Edison only felt that he had punched in the air, so he was not uncomfortable.

In fact, as soon as he approached the stall, he found not one, but two objects with strange and subtle fluctuations, one of which was the talisman skull, and the other was the rag on the ground.

Originally, Edison was still thinking about how to fool around, but he didn't expect this to be alive?!

On the other hand, it may be that the merchant looked at Edison and seemed to be a little hesitant, and said: "Otherwise, 3 gold coins, no less, if it weren't for this trip, I plan to buy it and go back home, I won't sell it so cheaply in my hands." ”

Edison's face suddenly turned slightly red, and he held it for a long time, and finally only said one word in his mouth: "Deal!"

So, the next thing was a bit lackluster, Edison walked around the bazaar, made up some consumables, bought two slime cores for 20 silver coins, and left the mobile bazaar, which was basically gone.

And when Edison returned to the hotel, the time was already 13 o'clock at noon, after a morning of tossing, Edison is now like a person who wants to go down to the river to touch the fish, was told that it is the dry season and there are no fish in the river, but he still does not give up to touch it, and as a result, he took back a pebble that is still eye-catching, which is a child who talks about comfort.

Frey looked at Edison with a smirk. He asked, "You're back, have you bought anything you like?" and lunch is ready!"

Edison replied with a look of "I'm already dead" and said, "Something to add." I'll leave these two slime cores to you, and I'll be troubled to call me after the little slime is formed. Thanks!"

As he spoke, Edison threw down two turbid crystals that were cracked and scarred on the outside and were extremely irregular.

Frey patted his chest confidently and said, "Okay! just wait, with the saliva left by my slime, the little one must be the best." ”

Edison smiled a little reluctantly and said, "I hope so!"

He walked into the hall, and now the smell of food in the kitchen had completely attracted his attention, so if there was anything else, let it be put aside beforehand!

After dinner, Edison rushed into his room and carefully studied what he was holding. The skull talisman and the dirty rag were placed in front of him at this time, in fact, if Edison was to judge by himself, there was nothing abnormal about these two things at all, but in the [Power of Faith Reconnaissance Technique], the item names of these two items!

The skull amulet was marked with a key, and the rag was shown to be a map, although there were still two question marks at the prefix due to a lack of information, and Edison didn't move any way along the way, whether he used magic or magic elements, or even the power of faith.

However, given the limited conditions on the road. Edison still had a lot of tricks to do, but now he could show his skills.

......

Edison quickly opened his "space", and with a shake of his hands, a special magic potion "developer powder" was evenly dispersed on the so-called map. The agent slowly penetrates and volatilizes, however...... Nothing to do!

Blister, slowly heated...... Take a blank piece of paper and put it on the cloth and keep scribbling...... Still no gains.

Control the flame and bake it slightly...... [Light Sphere] irradiation to find the interlayer...... I've been tossing and turning all afternoon. After trying N many methods, Edison almost delayed even meditating. But nothing was found.

In the end, he gave up, "just a broken map." You're still messing with me, get out of the way!"

......

But after dinner, after watching the slime nucleus slowly squirming in the slime's saliva grow well, Edison went upstairs again and ...... Keep the toss up!

"Oh yes, I don't believe in what I have, I can't study it?!"

Time is like flowing water, it is almost 13 o'clock in the morning, Edison is already drowsy at this time, and he silently swears in his heart for the three hundred and eighty-first times that he will fall asleep after trying again, he still does not give up and uses different frequencies of magic to test the difference between the skull and the map again and again.

But at the moment when the clock was moving towards 26 o'clock, the jaw of Edison's skull talisman placed next to the map suddenly moved, and there was a strange "pimple" sound.

But before he could breathe, Edison reacted, and immediately turned on the [Power of Faith Reconnaissance Technique], and suddenly everything in front of him became blurred, in his field of vision, the strange skull talisman was only left with the complex magic array and the lines of energy flow, and looking along the lines of energy flow, the original small and vague fluctuations actually resonated with the energy fluctuations of the map!

This is the truth that Edison's skull jaw will suddenly move when he is tinkering with the map, and after understanding this, he thoughtfully picked up the rag marked with (??map), and then put the skull on the map, adjusting his magic with this fluctuation.

Sure enough, with the injection of magic power, a light shot out of the eye socket of the skull, shining on the cabinet in the room, forming a strange shape, and as Edison kept moving the skull and swiping on the map, the whole picture was quickly spelled out by him little by little.

Eventually, Edison quickly found 128 similar terrain features, at least 89 of which were in the Necrometric Wasteland.

"It seems that there is another interesting place on this trip!" Edison's mouth showed a smile that would only come after the game was cleared all night.

"It's finally done, let me sleep well!"

(Slime Knowledge Magic: The slime is a level 0 monster that can be self-divided and reproduced, generally the number of slimes will not exceed 13 times, and the split slime may die immediately, more but the lifespan will be reduced; but even if it is not divided, the existence time of a slime will generally not exceed 5 years, and the "slime core" left by each slime after death can be through the saliva secreted by a healthy slime, a new slime can be born, but the success rate of this process is about 70% , and the newly born slime must be grown and fed for 1 year before it can take on the task of farming. Therefore, the normal practice of civilians is to exchange five ~ eight "slime cores" left after splitting and dying, for a slime that can be farmed, and the average merchant will carry a few slime cores. (To be continued.) )

PS: (PS: By the way, please guess, what did Edison want to do with the slime?)