As an unlucky guy who was poisoned by his own skills after the battle, what kind of attitude to face the newly resurrected Yangtze River Delta is a confusing question. I was tempted to show him my heartfelt sympathy, but looking at his frustrated and helpless expression, it was hard enough to hold back the mocking smile that came from the bottom of my heart.

"I gave my life to save the world, should you at least show your admiration?" Looking at our desperately stiff expressions that were about to petrify, the Yangtze River Delta said stupidly.

"Uh-huh......" We nodded in agreement, hiding our uncontrollable smile in this way.

"Even if you don't admire it, shouldn't you express your condolences for my personal misfortune?" Looking at our strange expressions, the Yangtze River Delta gritted his teeth and said again.

"Ahem...... "We all seemed to be suffering from lung disease, and one by one we coughed loudly. In the messy coughing, you can still hear the hard-to-endure, changed tone "sneering" laughter.

"Okay, okay! Don't hold back, you bunnies, laugh if you want! Finally, the Yangtze River Delta couldn't stand our strange gaze and screamed in annoyance.

His words really saved our lives, and if I had been laughing like this, I was afraid that my stomach would cramp. In the midst of our laughter, the hapless Yangtze River Delta muttered angrily: "Why don't you suffocate you......"

After expressing our warm feelings in the most appropriate way to our brave and unfortunate companions, we gathered together in high spirits and began to count the spoils of this last battle.

We picked up our own copy of the "Lost Chapters of the Holy Codex", and then together we set our sights on the dead corpse of the Marquis de Meneval. As the leader of this group of vampires, the Marquis of Meneval can be described as outrageously shabby. From his pocket, apart from the seven gold coins and a few ordinary potions, the only thing that had any use value was a "scavenger spape" that increased vitality, magic power, and magic resistance - this cloth armor spare was obviously specially intended for spellcasters, and was of little use to a warrior like me. Eventually, the Longbow Sunshot ceded this shoulder guard to Black Aurora.

Aside from the added attributes that are not bad, there is nothing commendable about this piece of armor in terms of style. The vampire's subversive aesthetic designed the shoulder pads to be high and low, ********, stacked haphazardly on Black Aurora's shoulders, and a few tassels were messily put down, like a tattered mop head tied to a beggar's torn cotton jacket.

Even for a rude human warrior like me, it takes a lot of courage to walk down the streets in such an ugly thing, not to mention that Black Aurora is also a handsome and elegant elven magician. He stared at the seductive nature of the shoulder pads almost hypnotically for a long time, and then gritted his teeth in great pain, and then put it on himself, and I suddenly thought to myself that maybe we should give him a broken stick and a broken bowl with a missing mouth—I personally felt that such a look would be very suitable for him.

Compared to the sloppy vampire leader, the two giant skeleton guards he summoned brought us unexpected surprises. From the fragments of the remains of a skeleton guard, we pulled out a helmet called the Will Skull. In addition to providing good defense and vitality, this somewhat eerie helmet can also enhance the wearer's willpower and concentration, improve the hit rate during combat, and have a certain resistance to some psychic magic and skills.

Originally, it was a helmet that suited me well, and both Triangle and Klado, who could also wear it, agreed to give it to me, but in the end I didn't take the exciting armor, because the loot found in the bones of another skeleton guard aroused my greater interest.

"Telescope blueprint ......" When he first found an item, Longbow Shooter yelled excitedly, thinking that he had found a new weapon blueprint, but after a while, his voice became weak, "...... Hell, only alchemy or mechanical manufacturing above level 5 can be used. ”

The disappointed dwarven weaponmaker handed over the blueprints and said, "Is anyone using it?" If you don't have it, you sell it for a penny! ”

My alchemy has just reached a bottleneck, and I have been hovering for a long time at the position of the fifth level. The simple transformation and synthesis of raw materials no longer brought any experience to my alchemy skills, and for me, this picture was like a cool breeze under the summer red sun, and it came at the right time.

"Give me the blueprints, I won't need the helmet......" I took the blueprints from the longbow and Sunshot in my hand, "...... I studied alchemy. ”

"Huh?" Hearing my words, Longbow Shooting Sun stared at me with wide eyes, his mouth was so open that his jaw was about to fall to the ground, "Few people learn this kind of perverted skill, I thought I would never see this kind of hunk in my life, I didn't expect to see a living person so soon." ”

After learning that I had learned alchemy, the Yangtze River Delta also gasped and looked me up and down again and again with shocked eyes.

"What's wrong?" I was puzzled by their reaction, "It's just an ordinary life skill, don't be that surprised, right?" Don't you all have life skills? ”

"Whether this skill is ordinary or not, I can'......t say for sure," he pondered for a moment, and the Yangtze River Delta said hesitantly, "...... All I know is that a friend of mine took this life skill with great enthusiasm and found out that its first lesson was to teach people how to make an atomic bomb, and then he deleted it and replayed it. ”

Atomic bomb? This unfamiliar name reminds me of what Mr. Edgwell told me in the first lecture about radioactive transformation, fission fusion, and chain reactions, and with the meagre knowledge of alchemy I have now, it may be possible to build some kind of weapon of mass destruction, which is probably no less powerful than the legendary forbidden magic that can destroy the world.

"Jeff, if you can really build an atomic bomb, then we will team up to find a copy and throw it inside, so that it will be completely wiped out and directly promoted to level 100, ahahaha......" At the mention of the sharp weapon of murder and arson, the eyes of the longbow shooting the sun suddenly lit up, and the imagination flowed.

"Longbow, I believe more and more that you are really in the wrong way as a priest...... "Yangtze River Delta said earnestly, "...... If you devote yourself to the great cause of terrorist organizations to subvert the world, you will definitely make a difference. If only the terrorist organization tycoon Ben **** had half the crazy ...... you"

"The White House and the Pentagon have long been blown up into rubble!" Longbow Shot boasted triumphantly.

"No, he'd been found and shot more than a hundred times long ago - if his IQ was as low as yours!" The Yangtze River Delta poured a basin of cold water on his head expressionlessly.

I don't know what era Ben **** is a wicked forbidden magician, and I don't care which king's residence the White House and the Pentagon are, but I only know that the design drawings of this telescope have finally fallen into my hands without any objections, and with it, my adventure in the underground mausoleum can be said to be very fruitful.

We sent Monsieur Faselli's only son all the way out of the Mausoleum in the woods, and we've eliminated the vampire descendants who were roaming the Mausoleum Gate. Coming out of the jungle, the little guy who had suffered so much was finally exposed to the sun, which made his pale face a little bloody.

We walked all the way to the fortress of Valen, and at last, on the side of the hill where the gates of the fortress could already be seen, little Fili thanked us very formally with a courtesy that was beyond his age, and cordially invited us to sit at his house, and then ran to the fortress by myself.

Even if he didn't invite me, I would have gotten it, because the prosecutor, Mr. Faselli, still owes me a commission of ten gold coins. To be honest, if I had known that I would be facing such a formidable and dangerous opponent as the Marquis de Meneval if I had accepted this mission, I would definitely ask him to raise the bounty. However, seeing the child's emaciated and pale face, I thought it would be better to empathize with the unfortunate father who almost lost his child.

Outside the gates of the Valen Fortress, we disbanded this improvised expedition party. Except for me, my buddies had to leave on their own merits: Black Aurora said he was going to "sleep", Klado seemed to be going to "Fenjue", Yangtze River Delta seemed to say he had to "haveasleep", and Longbow Shooting Sun said something "sleep" to Black Aurora in his weird dwarven vernacular. Soon, these busy people said goodbye to me one by one, and then disappeared in front of me out of thin air, leaving this dimensional world.

(Today is the weekend, and Xiao Xianzi may come home later in the evening, and the update may be delayed a bit.)

Another:Next week, there will be a seal push.,So update and adjust.,Half a sheet at noon.,Half a sheet at night.,It also adds up to one chapter a day (how is it a bit of a meaning of three and four??? Dear comrades, it's not easy to make a living...... ）