“…… Why do you ask this? Douglas's smile suddenly stiffened.

Although the "apprentice" does not have any physical strength bonuses along the way, the original owner has been in the East District for many years, and he is still very experienced in street fighting.

The only problem is that this experience cannot be inherited by the current Douglas with the crossing, and he can be sure that his actual combat level is not as good as that of the five scumbags.

"An attempt." Merros crossed her arms and looked at him seriously, "I can tell you that my current sequence name is 'Martial Arts Scholar,' and I need a sparring partner right now for a better 'play'. ”

"Voyeur" becomes "Martial Arts Scholar", your approach is outrageous enough...... Douglas grinned toothache and asked, "...... inside your night watchmen?"

"They are all extraordinary people who have a lot of physical strength, which is not conducive to my 'playing'."

Seeing that Melos made it clear that he felt that he was very suitable, Douglas suddenly had a battle in his mind.

On the one hand, in fact, he himself was worried about the problem of combat effectiveness, and he didn't dare to stay in the Eastern District much without any self-defense skills, but he had to go because of the need for work. Being a sparring partner for Melos can take the opportunity to steal and solve this problem.

But on the other hand, he can't explain why a bounty hunter doesn't fight, and also ...... Very afraid of pain.

Seeing him fall silent, Meros thought for a moment and added, "...... Dinner, I'll please. ”

No, you don't understand, it's not a matter of dinner...... Douglas almost covered his face with his hand, but after struggling fiercely, he still sighed: "Okay." ”

After all, escaping can't solve the problem, and more skills don't weigh you down...... He saw Melos's stretched expression, and hurriedly vaccinated the other party: "But don't expect anything, I, I'm not good at martial arts." ”

The night watchman raised his eyebrows with some surprise: "Really? ”

"Yes." Douglas insisted that he was powerless, "I am an investigative faction, which means that if you can report, you will never do anything, and you will never be reckless if you can run away." ”

It makes sense that as an "apprentice", he is good at escaping.

"......," Merros looked speechless, "I've heard that you were the one who used to kill people with a crowbar." ”

"Ahem...... That's, that's the extreme! ”

Douglas put on an innocent expression and complained fiercely about why Red Gloves remembered such inconsequential details so clearly. Fortunately, Merros didn't bother with this and took him out of the church and went to the martial arts training institute that cooperated with the Police Agency.

Then Douglas personally learned what it means to be a "martial arts scholar".

While not as significant as "The Sleepless" or "The Corpse Collector," "The Martial Scholar's" physique has been strengthened enough to allow the petite Merros to match the strength and speed of an untrained adult man like him.

What he didn't know was that the induction training for the night watchmen had always included the aspect of martial arts, and the support staff could not escape.

Merros, dressed in a neat knight's uniform, looked at him with a complicated expression, and chose as tactful words as he could: "You...... Is it better to be a bounty hunter for so long? ”

Douglas wanted to lie on the ground and play tricks, but his personality didn't allow it, so he barely smiled and stood up grinning and rubbed his back. Fortunately, the original owner's physical fitness is excellent, so that he will not be so embarrassed that he can't even climb up.

Merros seemed to be a little unbearable: "Are you okay?" ”

"I think," Douglas said to him, not very well, "that the potion digestion must not be done by beating me alone." 'Scholars' may correspond to in-depth research, dissemination, and innovation of martial arts techniques. In other words, it may be more efficient for you to teach me first and then use me as a research subject than for me to make a sandbag. ”

"Research ......," the night watchman frowned slightly. To be honest, she thinks that the digestion of the "voyeur" stage mostly relies on the accumulation of occult knowledge, that is, it is enough to understand a sufficient amount of secret knowledge, and does not emphasize practice.

If you think about it, you can also know that things on the mysterious side are not something that can be tried casually. So when it came to the "Martial Arts Scholar" stage, Melos was entangled in martial arts while wondering about the scholar, and he didn't come up with any rules of play in the past few days.

At the moment, there is some truth in what this cheap student said...... As soon as Merros wanted to speak, she suddenly glanced at Douglas: "Teach you...... You're very skilled at borrowing me to digest potions? ”

Douglas, who was carefully thought about, smiled and said, "In short, I think research and teaching are the general direction!" If it's convenient for you, it's good to teach me well. ”

Melos smiled as well, and raised his hand to reward him with an uppercut.

Douglas, who had been beaten twice, stepped back in time, crossed his arms in front of him to block, and suddenly felt a tingling of the hit forearm. After a few moves back and forth between the two, as the pace of confrontation continued to climb, Douglas ...... Begin to have your brain unable to keep up with your eyes.

He is aware of every movement, but he can't react. This is purely a manifestation of a lack of corresponding training, and many movements do not need to be brained after being proficient, but rely on body memory and conditioned reflexes to deal with them directly.

Merros stopped his hand in time to notice his disability, and the two had a discussion and a fist-to-fist lesson on the subject, and while Merros happily digested the potion, Douglas walked in the corner with a dumbbell on his face with a suspicious expression.

Who is so unlucky that he has to relive the pain of military training after crossing? Oh it's me, that's fine.

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Antina picked up his crooked report and looked like she was struggling to hold back a laugh: "I think Antonia will force you to rewrite it in words that you can decipher." ”

Douglas, who had just received a potion to relieve physical fatigue from the other party, twisted the cork, swallowed the liquid in the glass vial, closed his eyes and said vaguely: "It's good that I can hold the pen." ”

He reached out to show her his fingertips, which were trembling slightly from overworkout. However, under the effect of the potion, a warm current soon spread all over the limbs, and the whole body seemed to be soaked in hot water, and the muscle soreness was gradually relieved. Douglas exhaled and snatched the report from the hands of the Bloods who were laughing at his weak physique, and he really didn't think it was written by a human, so he might as well copy it.

Seeing that he seemed to have recovered from this, Antina returned to the crucible and stirred the viscous liquid inside, and admonished, "Although the potion works very well, you must not rely on these foreign objects." Next time, there will be another five-surre. ”

"......" Douglas, who was looking inside the alchemy room, turned back in disbelief, "Is this what a noble blood clan who owns a manor should say?" ”

Antina squirmed: "You see, why care about money? My point is that you can't rely on potions, you know? ”

Douglas looked at her suspiciously and muttered, "I think Antonia should give you a rhetoric lesson too." ”

"By the way, he's supposed to learn from me." The young bloodclan snorted, reached over a tin box and the scale on the table, and quickly weighed out a few grams of gray powder and poured it into the crucible, "Rather than going to the university to tease human children, it is the task left to us by the archbishop to delve into the potion that can be mass-produced and stably preserved as soon as possible." ”

"Stable potion?" Seeing that the liquid in the pot, which I don't know how many ingredients were mixed with, gradually became transparent after a long time of boiling, Douglas curiously approached a little and watched Antina complete the final dosing procedure, and asked casually.

Then he watched in amazement as Antina tasted the newly produced potion. What kind of poison test behavior is this Shennong's taste of herbs, which definitely does not comply with the laboratory regulations...... Don't you have any pre-measures such as animal drug testing and double-blind experiments?

"Uh-huh. Potions made of ordinary materials cannot cure the healing effects of rituals for a long time, and supernatural materials are very precious and scarce. "It seems to be a ...... for the potion Flavor? Not very satisfied, Antina frowned, and after snorting twice, she explained, "Our sequence is good at pharmaceutical, and it can achieve quite good results without relying on ritual solidification, but it is not up to the requirements in terms of stability. ”

Douglas, who watched the whole process, asked: "With your output speed, you don't have to pursue a long shelf life, right, just be prepared before the dangerous mission?" ”

"No, not for ourselves. The archbishop's request was to set up a pharmaceutical company for ordinary people. ”

"For ordinary people...... Wouldn't there be a danger of extraordinary leakage? ”

"That's why I've been using ordinary materials. In addition to the shelf life, mass production is also an issue. ”

As Antina spoke, she removed the cauldron from the fire and threw it into the pool, and naturally instructed him, "Wash it." ”

Douglas has been so accustomed to being called these days that he obediently picked up the long-handled brush, brushed it halfway through the bowl before he felt that something was wrong, and turned his head to stare at Antina. The latter had already cleaned up the tabletop, and with a smile he threw another pile of dirty containers into the pool, his expression very calm.

He turned the crucible upside down to control the water, and washed it resignedly: "If each potion needs to be made by you extraordinary people, it will still be an extraordinary product that is difficult to promote." Only by realizing the mechanical assembly line can mass production be possible, right? ”

Douglas instinctively felt that this idea was a bit outrageous, based on what he had learned about market economics in his previous life. You can't spread the "pharmacist" potion to train extraordinary workers!

"Assembly line?" Antina seemed intrigued by the combination of these words. After Douglas explained, she wondered, "Can such a technology be implemented in factories now?" ”

"Uh...... Douglaston, when he found himself subconsciously explaining to Antina according to the model of modern factory production. However, in the 21st century, it is possible to achieve full automation by computers, big data, advanced mechanical intelligence, and sufficient electrical energy...... This one...... The steam engine is afraid ......

He coughed a few times in disguise, and made up for it: "No, no, no, no, it can't be reached, this is a beautiful vision...... However, what the machine can do, it is not impossible to replace it with workers, but it is more difficult to keep it secret. ”

Antina stared at him thoughtfully for a moment, "I prefer that mechanized idea, hey, maybe I should discuss it with the Steam Church." ”

Douglas hummed noncommittally, determined to keep his mouth shut and not to come up with any more ideas that were ahead of his time. I don't know if the Church of Steam is capable of achieving this, and given that even the steam engine was made by Russell, Douglas feels that there is little hope.

Quietly as a chicken, he washed all the utensils and dried them, and quickly slipped away from the alchemy room to recopy the report.

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