"Handsome."

Wayne looked at the familiar bedroom layout and snapped his fingers excitedly.

That's what a wizard should be, and he only needs to move his mind to appear in another place.

It's simply an excellent skill for wizards to run for their lives.

Miss Zombie looked at the sudden appearance of Wayne and was stunned for a moment, before hurriedly putting on the skirt in her hand that had not been finished sewing.

"Forehead ......"

Wayne noticed her look, "I'm sorry, I just learned a spell and I'm experimenting with its effects. ”

"You're sewing clothes...... Is it? ”

As soon as he spoke, he knew he had asked a stupid question.

Miss Zombie has a needle and thread in her hand, and she also takes herself off into a walk, not sewing a skirt, what else can she do?

Can you still ...... yourself?

After putting on her skirt with a blank face, Sava turned her back and said, "I, need, one, room." ”

"No problem, there is an empty room downstairs, you can stay there temporarily, but there is no bed and quilt ......"

Sava paused as she moved outward, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you." ”

Wayne was so embarrassed that he almost tried to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he actually put an undead creature to sleep in the bed and let her cover the quilt......

It's a good thing Miss Zombie didn't answer, otherwise he would have had to do another flicker spell and flash back to the studio......

After she left the bedroom, Wayne felt better, recalled the scene just now, and smacked his mouth and said, "Buy her a set of underwear tomorrow and come back......

He had noticed that the residence had become much cleaner and tidier from top to bottom.

Don't think about other well-wishers, it can only be the work of a zombie lady who works hard and is willing to be a cow and horse.

Although he didn't know very well, whether all undead creatures had the attribute of doing housework was ......

[Congratulations, have a wonderful day.] Evaluation: Enjoy the killing, immerse yourself in the killing, turn into apathy. Reward: +3 Survival Points. 】

"Sleep, sleep......"

……

……

When the church bell rang eight times, Wayne woke up from his slumber.

However, instead of getting out of bed, he closed his eyes and rummaged through some rune knowledge in his mind.

With such a huge amount of knowledge content, relying on his unconscious absorption and rummaging during use, the efficiency is too slow.

So, before going to bed last night, he made a special study plan for himself.

In the future, learning rune knowledge before getting up in the morning will become his daily habit.

It took half an hour to quickly absorb one-thousandth of the basic knowledge of runes, and Wayne got up to wash.

According to the above records, the appearance of runes can be traced back to the end of the Second Age, and it is not specified when it was invented, nor who invented it.

There are only a few simple sentences: "Runes are the essential embodiment of rules, the surrogate mark of power, and the extension of great vanity." ”

As soon as it first appeared, the runes were learned and accepted by the transcendents of this world, and they have been used to this day.

And the wizard was born after the appearance of runes, and built a spell system based on runes......

There is also a classic quote from a great wizard in the middle of the Third Age: "Give me a little time, and I will turn the gods into origin runes......"

In an instant, Wayne thought of the Death God Oranel Origin Rune.

This may be the origin of the Death Origin Rune......

Wayne recalled the evaluation given on the panel when he first generated the Rune Knowledge Tree: The appearance of Rune Literature has infinitely raised the upper limit of the power of the Transcendent.

It turned out that as early as that time, the panel had already made it clear to him - the power of rune literature.

It's just that at that time, he didn't realize it at all.

"This time I really stood on the shoulders of giants......"

After washing up, Wayne put on his new inquisitor uniform and trimmed his hair in front of the mirror before he wiped out the last of the black bread.

With the amount of food he eats now, he has at least tripled compared to before, and he can eat four pieces of brown bread for breakfast for a pound of bread.

As a rough calculation, it costs at least 3 shillings a day on food alone.

Again, this is only calculated in terms of brown bread......

Wayne counted the gold pounds in his wallet, and ...... Oh, 18 gold pounds 5 shillings, that's fine.

I almost forgot that he just got a huge sum of money yesterday.

Add to that the proceeds from the sale of potions in the future—not to say that it's not bad money, at least for brown bread, with a few pieces of cheese and butter.

After cleaning up, Wayne looked at the time—8:50.

"There's still a little time to spare, why don't you go into that nightmare realm now?"

As soon as he thought of it, Wayne took out the metal card and placed it on his forehead in the same way that Claire had said.

Hmm, it's cold......

Well?

Immediately afterward, Wayne felt his body become fluttering, as if there was no entity under his feet, and he kept falling downward.

Everything around them began to distort into nothingness, as if it had been sucked into another dimension.

When I opened my eyes again, my eyes had changed.

"The gunslinger must be excellent. Don't miss the first batch of Perfect Muskets today, come and have a look. ”

"A developing potion from the Shatlan Kingdom in the distant Eastern Continent, the effect is so powerful that it can be traced back to ten years ago......"

"Blood Spirit School, strong collection of corpses of the clergy of the Dawn Church, if you are interested, please report the numbered ......"

Wayne looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, with strange black shadows and stone ...... Tombstone?

This is a desolate cemetery!?

He double-checked, and there was black dirt beneath his feet, and there were crooked stone tombstones all around him, and a slightly raised mound behind them.

And those black shadows are sitting or standing under the tombstones when they are selling, and the mound in front of them is like a natural stall, dividing different areas......

What does this trading place say?

It's surprisingly reassuring - what a ghost!

The other thing that made Wayne feel strange was the dark shadows.

The man who sells the musket can be seen to be a mechanical modifier with only an upper body, and a large number 3 in Gonzalez on the door of his head.

The person selling the developing potion was a very vague figure, and his silhouette could only be faintly recognized.

Well, it's a fish with long legs.

He also has a number on the door of his head - 5.

As for the ...... who recovered the corpse of the priest The wizards of the Blood Spirit School could only see a dark shadow, which should be wearing a robe.

The number on the door of his head is 18.

Wayne hurriedly looked down, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that he was also just a blurry blue shadow.

Well?

Everyone has numbers on their heads, so I-22??

That's a familiar number......

Wayne thought thoughtfully: It seems to be the same as the origin value that I saw before?

"Hey, there's a 22 ...... here"

However, when Wayne heard his voice and looked over, the mechanical modifier with only the upper body, with a hazy red glow flashing on his blurred head, hurriedly waved his hand.

"Well, please don't look at me, I'm just expressing surprise, no offense."

Only the wizard who was suspected of being a member of the Blood Spirit Sect was acting normally.

"Good morning, honorable Excellency, please forgive me for not being able to tell you my real name. You can call me here, though, Franta. ”

Is this talking to me?

Wayne: "Good morning, Franta. ”

"How can I help you? Judging by the way you look, it's probably your first time in the Nightmare Realm. ”

"It's the first time indeed."

It's unclear why these people reacted the way they did, but Wayne pretended to be a real boss.

Then I saw that the black shadow was closer, and the position of the head, only a vague white and two balls of blood red could be seen......

Mouth and eyes?

"If you don't mind, I can give you a brief introduction here."

Wayne was wary, "Of course. ”

However, thinking of Clea's description of the Nightmare Realm, it is expected that there should be no danger.

"Please come over here......"

With that, the two walked through the slightly crowded crowd and walked out.

But what made Wayne more concerned was the information he heard when he passed by the vague shadows of those numbers that were not doubled.

“22？ Captain...... Uh-huh, I didn't say anything, don't look at me......"

"What captain? With a 220% increase in origin, even if he is only a high-level wizard apprentice, his strength is almost touching the threshold of the captain level. ”

"If you are a captain, you are definitely a top powerhouse, and you can even rank among the top in the city-state......"

220% increase in origin?

Wayne thought in hindsight: So, what he thought was weak before was actually not really weak?

Under the increase in the power of the source, is he even comparable to the captain level?

It seems that after arriving at the secret division, you can check with Lacey.

At this time, Franta spoke, "Your first time here, you shouldn't be clear about the division of the Nightmare Realm, right?" ”

Wayne nodded slightly, "It's really not very clear, please tell me more about it?" ”

The number on Franta's head is 18, indicating that he should be strong, at least more real than the one he pretended.

"I'm sure the person who gave you the ticket must have said that this is a place for heretics to trade, right?"

"That's right."

Franta chuckled, "But he must not have told you that there is actually a strict zoning here. ”

"Oh?" Wayne asked suspiciously, "How is it divided?" ”

"It's by numbers," Franta said instead of pointing at him, pointing to her forehead, "below 10, in the initial area, which is this cemetery." ”

"10-20 is the transit area, which is our next destination, and it will be quieter like here."

"20-50 is the captain-level exclusive area, only a strong person like you can enter there."

"As for what it looks like to be over 50, I don't know......"

Wayne nodded thoughtfully, "That's right." ”

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk out of the cemetery area, and Wayne only felt that the scene in front of him changed directly.

"Here we are, this is the staging area, the Tower."

If the previous initial area was a barren ruin, then this place, called the transit area, is much more advanced.

I saw a towering tower coming into view, and the cylindrical tower was faintly broken, as if it had experienced a major war.

Dark shadows like the cemetery area came out of the entrance of the tower.

Wayne looked at the building in front of him, raised his head slightly, then looked up again, and then tilted his head......

What kind of tower is this, so tall?

"Here, huh...... How many layers are there? ”

"Your Excellency said with a smile, I'm just a junior wizard, I can move around the bottom fifty floors, and you have to go there alone if you go up."

Franta's blurry face seemed to flash with a little envy, "Forgot to ask, are you going to buy or sell items?" ”

Wayne touched his nose, "Sell." ”

Well?

Is it only soft to the touch?

It seems that this area of the Nightmare Realm, the surrounding scene looks real, but in fact it is just an illusory place?

However, it is also too real.

"Oh?" Franka asked with interest, "I don't know what you're selling, maybe there's something I need." ”

"Well, it's just a potion, and there's no corpse of the Church of the Dawn priesthood you need."

The wizards of the Blood Spirit School really have a great interest in those priests, and they can be seen buying corpses everywhere......

"Of course, of course, the people of the Dawn Church are still very troublesome, uh, I'm not questioning your strength."

"It's okay."

Franta seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then said regretfully: "But I don't think I can covet the potions that can be sold exclusively by a strong person like Your Excellency. ”

"Well, that's not true."

Wayne looked slightly embarrassed, but fortunately there was a shadow barrier, otherwise his expression would be seen by the other party.

"Oh?"

"The only things to be sold at the moment are enlightenment potions, healing potions, and mental defense potions......"

Franta's dark face, two blurred eyes full of confusion and strangeness, just basic potions?

"I don't know, what grade are you selling?"

Wayne also saw his eyes, and pretended to answer calmly: "Perfect." ”

"A perfect-level enlightenment potion?"

"Hmm."

Franta's eyes lit up suddenly, "I knew that with a powerful being like Your Excellency, selling something wouldn't be so simple. ”

"Perfect-grade enlightenment potion, 3 gold pounds and 1 bottle, how much you want, I want as much as I want."

"Do you need it?"

“…… Didn't you stay in the institute and don't go out often? ”

"Well, sort of."

It was a strange misunderstanding, but Wayne was happy to see it.

"That's right, don't look at the enlightenment potion is only a basic-level potion, even wizard apprentices can make it, but it is not a simple matter to make a perfect-level enlightenment potion."

Franta really regarded him as a master who had been studying potions, and said respectfully: "Even those high-level wizards who want to stably produce a bottle of perfect-level enlightenment potion have a high failure rate. ”

"Therefore, potions like this that restore mental strength are extremely popular here."

Wayne nodded, "Then I'll understand." ”

He also understands the truth that strange goods can live.

This way, his plan to sell potions went more smoothly.

"Don't know how to trade?"

Franka was stunned, "You agreed?" ”

"Well, I'm running out of time, I'm leaving."

"Clearly, a Potions master like you, who is so focused on research, has a precious time."

As she spoke, Franca stretched out her hand and said to the empty space, "Apply for a trade." ”

Well??

Under Wayne's surprised gaze, he saw a strange-looking creature suddenly appear.

The creature doesn't have a blurry shape, but it's clear, just like the surrounding scene.

Six slender branches like spider's legs, propped up on the ground, with only a spherical head on their legs, and only one eye and a mouth on their heads......

"Transaction amount."

Franta looked at Wayne, "Excuse me, how many Enlightenment Potions do you have?" ”

“…… A bottle,"

Wayne also knew that the number was a little small, and then added: "There are many more follow-ups, but they have been busy recently, and they will be a few days late." ”

Franta: "......"

Is a Potions Master with only a bottle of Perfect-Grade Enlightenment Elixir a true Master?

PS: Thank you for the tip of the strong heart 1 big guy, thank you.

There is no retribution, only explosion.

Changed the content a little, it was ten minutes late, sorry sorry.

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