"Fortune teller" and "apprentice".

This is the path that Townsend finally chooses for himself.

It's not that there are other more powerful pathways, but both are the most appropriate with current resources and applicability.

After all, you need to travel through the heavens and go to different worlds, and in many cases, there are not many occasions where simple combat ability can be applied, and self-preservation ability, as well as divination ability, can be used in all worlds.

"If you think about it in the long run, a soothsayer is better than an apprentice."

After all, he is special in this world, even more special than Klein, who is the protagonist of this world, and he can take a certain reward from the timeline of this world without affecting the development of the world.

That is to say, some uniqueness is not unique to oneself.

"Moreover, the Fortune Teller's Sequence 7: The Magician has an extremely comprehensive ability, which perfectly suits my needs."

Paper man doubles, damage transfers, certain attack abilities, fire jumps, and more.

"First of all, pure water."

Pure water is water that has been distilled repeatedly and does not require any supernatural strength.

Townsend moved the distilled water instrument to the center of the table, and under the action of the flame, the water turned into water vapor, passed through the condenser tube, and fell drop by drop into another water bottle.

After distilling several times, 100 milliliters of pure water have been manufactured.

Confirming the capacity with a large graduated glass bottle, Townsend poured pure water into a crucible.

"13 drops of nightvanilla juice."

You don't have to squeeze the juice yourself, Audrey sent over the finished product, which is packed in an ordinary brown bottle, and when you shake it, there are far more than 13 drops in it-

This kind of cheap material, Audrey didn't bother to calculate how much she put into it.

Tang Sen cautiously looked at the 13 drops in the crucible, and then threw all the auxiliary materials into it in the order of the recipe.

Then, Townsend took a deep breath.

The configuration of potions, at least the configuration of potions in sequence 7 and below is very simple, and a little more or less auxiliary materials will have little effect, but the main materials must not be too much, nor can they deviate too little, otherwise after taking it, they will either fail to be promoted, or it will cause mental problems, or even direct death.

"10 ml of Rava octopus's blood."

This blood was carried by a black glass vial that was opaque, and looking at the label on it, it was exactly 10 milliliters, but Townsend still took a test tube, poured the sky-blue blood into the test tube, and after confirming that the volume was correct, he quickly poured the blood into the crucible.

There was a clattering sound, and the light around them was dyed pale blue.

Townsend moved without stopping, taking out a pure, gelatinous crystal, using a copper hanging scale to confirm that the crystal was indeed 50 grams, he took out a silver knife, scraped off a little bit of the corner, reduced the possible error, and then threw it into the crucible.

Zi –

An illusory mist burst out of the cauldron in an instant.

After a few seconds, the mist disappeared, and only a viscous dark blue liquid remained in the crucible, and Townsend shook the crucible a little, feeling that the liquid was connected to each other, as if the whole would never be separated, and poured into the cup beside it, leaving not a drop in the crucible.

"This is the soothsayer's potion."

Tang Sen was a little nervous, even if he was famous in the previous world, but from beginning to end, he was just an ordinary person.

It would be his first chance to come into contact with supernatural powers.

"I don't know if the curse power of the Aztec gold coins will conflict with the potions, after all, I am essentially a skeleton now."

"It's hilarious if drinking a potion finds out that it doesn't work like eating anything else."

To be on the safe side, Tang Sen took out the gold coin, wiped some blood, and withdrew it into the consciousness space, lifting his curse.

For a moment, he could feel the room blowing through the window, smelling the strange smell of the potion itself.

A feeling that has not been seen for a long time.

He closed his eyes, tried to relieve his tension, then took the potion and drank it down.

The cool, creamy potion streaked down his throat, and the peculiar texture was like a long, thin tentacle extending from his mouth to his stomach.

All of a sudden, the eyes blurred, the red red, the blue blue, the colors so bright that they were unreal.

Then, he felt as if he had been pulled out of the world, no, the familiar feeling he had when he had traveled through, but it was far less intense, the reality of the scene disappeared, and he saw that the surroundings were indescribable shapes, even so transparent that they seemed to be non-existent.

And in the depths, there is a clear and clear brilliance of different colors one after another.

"Seven Pure Lights." Tang Sen knew in his heart: "This is the spirit world. ”

The things of this world were still too far away from him, and Townsend lowered his head, saw his body again, and then his consciousness sank suddenly, and when he raised his head again, the desk had reappeared in the horizon.

"The next thing should be the dangerous whispers after taking the potion."

"If you are immersed in those whispers, it will make people crazy."

Townsend was mentally prepared to lean back in his chair in as comfortable a position as possible.

But after a long wait, the whispering did not appear.

"Huh?"

Tang Sen unconsciously moved.

"Haven't you started yet?"

"Or is it over?"

He waited for a few more moments to make sure there was nothing unusual in front of him.

It does seem to be over.

Because of the black wallet, are those whispers isolated?

Townsend could only guess.

This is a good thing, at least I don't have to worry about the risk of getting out of control because of babbling, and it saves a lot of time.

"So. I'm a soothsayer now. ”

Townsend waved his hand and jumped again, nothing out of the ordinary.

The Fortune Teller Potion does not have the ability to enhance the physique, and as its name suggests, it gives the ability to use divination, as well as psionic and ritual magic.

Divination is okay, there are many books on divination methods on the market, which have the characteristics of a soothsayer, and even if you use the most basic divination, you can play a certain role.

As for the Psychic Vision, which belongs to the knowledge of the Occult Transcendent Realm, Townsend does not have the ability to remember the use of Psisight in detail, only remembering that the Psychic can allow the transcendent to see his own aura and that of others, so as to judge the other person's emotions, states, and thoughts.

Of course, psionic vision can also allow transcendents to see things that ordinary people can't, such as souls and the undead.

This is an essential skill.

As for ritual magic, it's basically something that relies on some kind of power, such as the ancient Hermese language that Townsend sang earlier to the fool, even if it is simple ritual magic, it can be used to pray to the gods, and more complex ones can accept gifts and sacrifices.

Mr. Red's original Spirit Dance was also a type of ritual magic, but it wasn't complete.

Most of this thing relies on the power of the gods, and a few also rely on the existence of the spirit world or the astral world, which is fine in this world, but not very versatile in other worlds.

"I don't have to worry too much for now, and soon I'll have the means to learn these things."

Tang Sen immediately tried his mind for divination, walked out of the door, and called out.

Soon, Mr. Red ran up.

"Reilly." He also had an apron on his body, apparently preparing lunch for himself: "What's the matter?" ”

"The big thing about your future life." Tang Sen pointed to the various instruments on the table, "Professor Red, are you ready to become a transcendent?" ”

"Huh?" Mr. Rhett was caught off guard, "I haven't eaten yet." ”

Although Townsend had already spoken to him about potions before, he was mentally prepared to become a transcendent, to be precise, he was both excited and apprehensive, and he barely fell asleep last night.

However, when the moment really came, he only felt panicked.

"Maybe. Maybe you can let me have a good meal first, then take a two-hour nap, change into my best clothes, and adjust my mental state."

"Would you like another cup of coffee, a Dicy cigar and a brisk court dance?" Tang Sen said angrily: "Don't waste my time, choose, soothsayer or apprentice?" ”

The ability of this path has already been explained, and Mr. Red squirmed his lips, tugging at his apron with both hands uneasily, and whispered, "I am more inclined to apprenticeship, and divination always feels ethereal. ”

So Townsend began to concoct it neatly, all ready-made ingredients, and soon, a bottle of potion was placed in front of Mr. Red.

"Drink him."

Seeing that Mr. Red was a little hesitant, Tang Sen said: "If you want to get in touch with the transcendent world, and even establish an association of transcendentals, you must first be a transcendent yourself. ”

"I know you're nervous, but don't be nervous, with me watching you, are you still afraid of something?"

At least not to die.

Tang Sen silently added this sentence in his heart, after all, no one who died instantly, he could be "saved" back by the curse of the Aztec gold coin.

Of course, as for the rest, he couldn't help it, and Mr. Red didn't have a black wallet to block out the whispers.

"Yes." Mr. Red thought of the ability of the deceased man in front of him, and his heart was indeed a lot more relaxed.

The other party must have much more experience in the transcendent world than himself, and judging from his current performance, this Mr. Dead is very likely to be a high-order powerhouse!

So Mr. Red gritted his teeth, picked up the potion, and drank it down.

In the sight of Town, Mr. Red suddenly shuddered, his brown pupils suddenly turned pure black, and he twitched uncontrollably.

"Maybe that's how I behaved."

Townsend thought silently, "It's good that he wasn't seen by anyone else. ”

Soon, Mr. Red's convulsions stopped, but his face suddenly twisted in pain, and he reached out to cover his ears.

He heard, unintelligible, but enough to go crazy.

(End of chapter)