It took Ju Chen half a year to get acquainted with the Night Overlord.

He had very little contact with mechas, but he could still clearly feel that the mecha under his hand was definitely the top existence in the entire field.

Speed, agility, strength, and combat power......

Nightlord has it all!

In February, when the grass grows and the warbler flies, Ju Chen enters the simulation town again.

He came to the registration location.

"Hello, I'm going to sign up for the Mecha Ring Competition."

The staff member who signed up was a man this time.

He was a little surprised when he saw Ju Chen's identity card.

"First-class civilization?"

Ju Chen always felt that there was contempt for the earth in this sentence, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he still nodded lightly.

"Okay."

The staff smiled and sighed.

"There's another one who isn't afraid of death."

"There are two matches this afternoon, and there is also one in the evening, you are participating in the ring for the first time, I have chosen a third-level civilization opponent for you, good luck."

As he spoke, the staff swiped Ju Chen's identity card in an instrument, only to hear a dripping sound, and the time of the game and the basic information of the opponent appeared in front of Ju Chen's eyes.

In this world, they are all simulated bodies, and the whole person is a string of data, and the data on this identity card can be viewed in front of their eyes at any time.

Ju Chen saw his game time.

It's simulated town time, four o'clock in the afternoon.

When the time comes, he only needs to go online and you can teleport him directly to that place.

Back to reality, Ju Chen told Wei Zheng the news that he had successfully registered, and then took out the contact device to call Luoxu.

The phone rang more than a dozen times, and no one answered from Luoxu's side.

Simply put away the contact, Ju Chen sighed softly.

His physical fitness level and mental power level have all reached level four.

When he reached this level, he clearly sensed what Luo Su had felt.

The stronger these levels, the more they feel the gap between each level.

He could also understand why Luo Su was so eager to stop him in the first place.

Now he was still not ready.

But there is no time left.

Ju Chen took a deep breath.

Could she be somewhere, observing his game?

At this point, the simulated town is in.

A fourth-level civilization, dressed in a black robe, shrouded in darkness from top to bottom, entered a medicinal herb purchase house.

A wide variety of medicinal herbs are neatly displayed here.

The doorway has elongated strips of plankton placed inside a transparent tank.

The moment she entered, the plankton all came in and shifted direction as she walked inside.

The shelves in the room were full of all kinds of strange medicinal herbs.

The blue-skinned man sitting at the counter, dressed in a dirty and torn robe, with an oval head entwined with some shabby fabric, and the color had turned black, he still tilted his head proudly.

"Identity tags."

She took out her ID card.

Under the cloak, the exposed palm is slender and tender.

The identity tag only shows the words and name of the fourth-level civilization.

Seema.

Level 4 civilizations are qualified to block some information that they don't want outsiders to know.

"What do you want?"

The blue-skinned man is also a fourth-level civilized person, his tone is neither salty nor light, and he is too lazy to explore the origin of the woman in front of him.

The woman handed over another note.

Dozens of medicinal herbs were written on it in Juanxiu's handwriting.

This place carries automatic translation, no matter what the other party says or writes, in my own opinion, it is all words that I can understand.

The blue-skinned man finally showed a surprised expression.

"Why are there so many?"

"Are you going to make a D-class potion?"

The woman didn't speak, but slowly lifted her face, which was hidden under the massive cloak, hidden in the shadows, completely unclear.

The blue-skinned man hurriedly bowed his head, "Okay, I have medicinal herbs here, wait a while." ”

She slowly paced through the herb shop, and when she passed a floor-to-ceiling mirror, half of her delicate chin happened to be exposed.

She is Luoxu.

She asked for a simulated identity of a fourth-level civilization from the system.

All of a sudden, her permissions were opened.

People of the first-level civilization can only enter the arena, but the fourth-level civilization can go to eighty percent of the places here.

Herb shop, snack shop, clothing shop, ornament shop......

The whole nine yards!

She decided to try her hand at the ring with this identity before her body fully recovered.

Naturally, she couldn't use a mecha and her own body to participate, and it was easy to be noticed, so she chose a more conservative one, the pharmacy subject.

She has filled all her relevant skill points to level four.

She's an all-rounder now, making potions, repairing and building mechs, and that's no problem at all.

But mecha repair or something requires materials, which is difficult to find, or medicinal materials are easier.

Nowadays, there are only two most lucrative industries, pharmacists and mecha masters.

She can't always gather her own wool on the earth, and she has to develop a career for herself to earn other people's money.

After getting to know it, she found that there was a lot of potential in this industry.

In the interstellar world, potions are divided into G, F, D, E, C, B, A, S, SS, and SSS.

Those who make G and F levels are called Pharmacy Apprentices, those who make D and E are called Apothecaries, those who make C, B, and A levels are called Apothecary Instructors, and those who make S ranks and above are all Apothecary Masters.

Class G is the simplest nutrient solution, and Class F is a strength recovery solution, a primary speed booster, and a simple medical potion.

At the pharmacist level, the potions made will undergo a qualitative change.

There's spiritual power in it!

Gene Evolution Fluid, Cell Repair Fluid, Mental Power Repair Fluid, Deformation Stabilization Fluid......

Generally, pharmacist apprentices are everywhere, but to reach the level of pharmacist, some people cannot do it in their lifetime.

Now, in the entire interstellar empire, there are only three potion masters who can make SSS-class drugs, and the genetic evolution liquid she took last time was from the hands of one of these two people.

Seeing that the black-robed strange man in front of him was counting the medicinal herbs, the blue-skinned man asked curiously, "This lady, are you going to participate in today's potion competition?" ”

Luo Su nodded.

The blue-skinned man was a little surprised.

"There are four pharmacists participating in the competition today, and there are very few pharmacists nowadays, there are billions of registered pharmacists, but there are less than 50 million who can become pharmacists, you ...... Also a pharmacist? ”

Speaking of this, there was a little more respect in the blue-skinned man's tone.

Luo Su just nodded, still not speaking.

The blue-skinned man gave her a thumbs up.

"Awesome."

"But in today's game, there is a pharmacist who is said to be able to burn E-rank potions, so it's hard to win......

(End of chapter)