After getting the badge of the B-level archaeologist union, Xu Luo also took away the three gold coins subsidy for this month to apply for in advance, he now needs to spend too much money, first of all, to break through the shackles of the junior magic apprentice, with his talent in magic, I am afraid that he needs to buy a lot of potions to barely break through, and then he also needs to buy a special potion fused with metal plates, so that the three imperial gold coins that can provide a well-off life for a family of three for a month are already beyond their means. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It is said that archaeologists are easy to make money, why do I think pharmacists are also a lucrative profession, but the most common mercenaries are at the bottom of the food chain. Xu Luo was holding the shopping list, and Carl, who was following him, was holding a bunch of potions, and at this time, several deputies of the Carl mercenary group were also beside Xu Luo to help Carl hold the potions.

"No way, mercenaries don't have any technical content, and there are many people who do this business, among the four major trade unions, although the mercenary union is the most powerful, but it can only barely fight against the other three major trade unions. "Carl's deputy, Maxi, is very good at these anecdotes, and he is in the Carl Mercenary Regiment and is responsible for collecting mercenary bounties and quests.

"The Blacksmiths' Guild, the Yellow Goose Chamber of Commerce, the Archaeologists' Guild, and the Mercenary Guild are really interesting settings. Xu Luo thought a little distractedly, due to the decline of magic, the originally prosperous magician association also declined sharply after the disappearance of ancient civilization, although blacksmiths and archaeologists will use magic, but only the simple use of magic, and there is no way to transform magic into various spells through spells, in the current countries where the church is prosperous, magicians have become a rare, rare and negative profession, although everyone is eager to learn magic, but the strict requirements for qualifications have made magic a high-altitude attic, and it has been eroded and emptied。

"This time the money is not enough, there is no way for you to go to the Blacksmith Association to find some good equipment, and when the task is completed, the two hundred gold coins will be exchanged for everyone's equipment, and then the money that Karl owes you will be slowly repaid through various bounties and tasks, if it is not enough, I should be able to save some money here to give it back to you for you." Xu Luo took a group of people to his dilapidated house and began to explain some things, although Carl has been the leader of this mercenary group for four or five years, but the mercenary group can only struggle on the food and clothing line, which can only show that the qualifications of this mercenary group are limited, and Carl, as the head of the group, also has an unshirkable responsibility, so Xu Luo does not trust these members very much, money is the source of all evil, poverty sometimes means simplicity, but sometimes it also means greed, especially when poverty and ambition collide, even a little ambition, it will burn a fierce fireworks。

Several of Carl's deputies nodded honestly in approval of Xu Luo's arrangement, for them, archaeologists are already a very noble profession, and Xu Luo, who can obtain the B-level archaeologist certification, is definitely a small nobleman who can become a master, such a person is still willing to associate with their poor and shabby mercenaries, and help them find tasks, for this, they still know how to be grateful.

Xu Luo naturally hopes that everyone can get along, but the experience of the previous life made him instinctively not trust anyone, unless it is a person like Carl who has grown up together since childhood and can go through the test of time together, he didn't say anything more to Carl, what he needs now is to rest, adjust his state, and then try to break through the threshold of a junior magic apprentice, so that he can integrate Carl into the metal plate as soon as possible, and then go to complete the task of the union, he still needs to do a lot.

After a hurried dinner, Xu Luo lay on the bed, and there were several jars of potions on the small table at the head of the bed, but the potions had been drunk into Xu Luo's stomach, and the clay jars with the fragrance of medicine were left there to accompany Xu Luo, who had entered a meditative state.

Meditation, this kind of magical cultivation state that sounds very mysterious, in this world, the way to achieve it is actually a little simple, the human body will have a different number of magic circuits according to the talent, and the circuits will be opened up one by one. Strengthening, this is the basis of cultivating magic, and meditation, mainly with the help of the effect of potions, people can feel the flow of magic in their bodies under the condition of concentration, and find out the obstacles that shackle the growth of their own magic, and slowly clear them; 。

Feel the magic flowing quickly in your body, Circulation, Xu Luo knew that this potion must also have the effect of accelerating the flow of magic power, so that although it will have a greater load on the body, it can make people feel the parts of the magic power more quickly, so after just a few breaths, Xu Luo found that there are three circuits in his body that can circulate magic power, this foundation is relatively poor, but it is enough to break through to an intermediate magic apprentice, and the whole magic circuit feels similar to the blood vessels, but he doesn't understand the principle of this, Xu Luo didn't waste much time, and quickly found a few narrower circuits, Xu Luo silently mobilized the magic power and washed away these narrower circuits, so that the circuits are kept relatively consistent width, the whole process took only five minutes, but the process of widening the magic circuit made Xu Luo suffer enough, he never expected that this short process of a few minutes made him feel the pain of scraping the bone and chiseling the marrow, as if the whole person's spinal cord was broken by people, the pain began to spread from the center of the body, Xu Luo suddenly felt that his body was split into countless pieces.

Since Xu Luo is not a professional magic apprentice, he only understands some cultivation skins, so he is still very nervous about this situation, for fear of dying directly in bed, but fortunately, this pain did not last long, so Xu Luo still supported it, and when he woke up, the room was completely dark, although Xu Luo could feel the growth of magic in the magic circuit in his body, but the soreness and weakness all over his body still made him secretly frightened, in the future, this kind of thing must be checked in advance, otherwise it would be really too embarrassing to die again。

Xu Luo spread out with one hand, palm up, slowly gathered the magic power into the palm, a not very clear light suddenly appeared in Xu Luo's palm, Xu Luo found the oil lamp with the light, and then clumsily lit the oil lamp with a fire fold, mixed with a faint black smoke, the light the size of a grain of rice shrouded the entire broken house, Xu Luo then extinguished the illumination in his hand, a lowest-level magic, and the most known magic to the public.

The agreement is to meet with the client the day after tomorrow and set off together to complete the task, so Xu Luo has to make some preparations tonight, although his body feels very tired, but time waits for no one, Xu Luo can only support his body to classify the purchased potions and some raw materials, although he is not a pharmacist, but as an archaeologist, he can still find some strange prescriptions left by the ancients, although these prescriptions are not of much use to today's humans, but in Xu Luo's opinion, they can still be used as a weapon for self-defense, especially for a white-faced scholar like him, who is powerless。