"There will be more and more people learning, and everyone will become stronger and stronger."

Furth was both happy and worried.

Happily -

As one of the first three, she felt a strong sense of participation, and she felt like she had watched it grow up with her own eyes.

Sadly.

She's still only Sequence 8, and she's worked hard, spending less than a quarter of her time on the couch lately.

Even so.

Her level of study sessions is also declining.

And so on......

No. 3 and No. 4 will surpass themselves.

She's number one!

"I must not live up to Mr. Hermit's expectations, but where can I get the potion formula, and should I turn to Mr. Hermit for help?"

Furth hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

Never mind.

It's useless to look for Mr. Hermit now, she hasn't completely finished digesting it yet.

"Hey, maybe I was addicted to acting before, and I didn't seriously summarize it at all, which led to the effect of not being very good."

"You have to be serious next!"

"Otherwise, you may be left behind by the rest because of laziness."

Furth wanted to cry without tears.

At first, I thought that after becoming a master of tricks, I would be able to return to my previous life, but I didn't expect that after being promoted, she would be greeted by an increasingly busy life.

She gradually felt that the old idle days were gone.

This week has just ended, and she has to think about what she should share next week, or what kind of learning thoughts and experiences she should submit.

As for the message.

With Hugh's help, this is the easiest.

Oh no-

"I'll have to write it down, and I'll have to make Hugh understand it, and appreciate its subtlety completely."

"Oh my God! I still have a bunch of manuscripts to write, and it's almost the end of the month! ”

In the apartments in the Joe Wood district, a desperate wail was heard.

……

Inside the folk herb shop.

The fat pharmacist walked over to the window and looked out of it with a worried expression.

It's been another tough week.

This week, I used the books I worked so hard to collect to get by, and I can't do it again next week, or I'm really going to be evicted.

But.

What can you do?

The old man didn't leave anything behind, and he didn't even know where to look for the organization.

It can only be through the gathering of the Eye of Wisdom.

Darkwell sat limply in his chair, and the chirping of birds downstairs made him even more irritable.

Damn the birds!

Knowing that Sequence 8 was an animal trainer, he would never have chosen this damn pharmacist path, and he lost a business today-

A little boy bought something and didn't give money, leaving only a fake copper penny.

So many herbs for 1pence?

It's a fake!

If it weren't for the other party's lameness......

Never mind.

Darkwell sighed.

Suddenly, he saw a person passing by, and there seemed to be a fierce man behind him, and the two of them ran towards the area of the Eastern District one after the other.

"Running so fast, in a hurry to mourn? Be careful when you go out and meet the carriage, don't pay attention to safety at all, and turn around-"

Darkwell cursed under his breath.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound in the distance, and he was stunned, and then hurriedly ran downstairs.

Immediately after, Darkwell saw a nobleman's car overturned on the ground, and a valet struggling to climb out of it.

There was a faint scream behind the car.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief before hurrying over to save the man, Darkwell first kicking the manservant away from under the dangerous horse's hooves, then softly reprimanding.

The frightened horse immediately calmed down.

Afterwards, Darkwell pulled the manservant up, and together they rescued the nobleman who was hit by the back.

"Are you alright, sir?"

"Thank you, kind sir, uh, I seem to be bleeding—"

The aristocratic man who had been rescued from behind touched his head.

His hands were suddenly stained blood-red.

Darkwell immediately said: "Friend, you are really unlucky, so that both of you can knock over the carriage and hurt your head, it is possible that you are unlucky and have sequelae." ”

The aristocratic man's face turned pale.

The manservant said worriedly, "So, is there a hospital or clinic nearby?" ”

"No, but I happen to be a pharmacist who sells herbs."

Duckwell Road.

"Quickly help me bandage, I'll give me the medicine, damn it, those barbarians who don't have long eyes, I have to go to the West Villas field and let them go out and arrest them!"

The nobleman cursed angrily.

The manservant endured his injuries and helped him to the folk herb shop, and after some bandaging, the nobleman's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had just reacted.

"You're a pharmacist? So what would you configure herbs? ”

"Huh?"

Darkwell looked retarded with a look on his face.

How strange.

Can you open a pharmacy without dispensing medicine?

Don't know how to dispense, what a pharmacist!

"Teach me how to dispense! I'll give you money! To be honest, I've been interested in dispensing lately, and I think the industry is vast and incredible......"

The young viscount said immediately.

The other side.

In the clinic, after answering Alan's inquiry, the little boy who had confirmed the treatment plan sat on the hospital bed and sighed softly.

Obviously, it's all like this, and he still has to worry about his subordinates, bringing a pharmacist junior with a not very clean mouth.

It's so hard!

But.

The fate of that guy -

"Hey!"

Will sat on the bed, his eyes full of worry.

……

Roy picked up the diaries and flipped through them to see if there were any missing parts.

The final conclusion is.

No.

They are supposed to be Alger's part, and many of them are contiguous, apparently by Russell.

Now he is not interested in the Emperor's diary, but is more curious about the mixed "fake diary".

In fact.

Darkwell forget it.

When Klein asked, he thought about whether to give Crane his honorific name, but after thinking about it for a long time, he finally decided not to give it.

That guy can be said to switch back and forth between recklessness and cowardice.

I really got my own honorable name......

He didn't dare to provoke Mr. A!

But.

Didn't expect that, right?

Your esteemed Mr. Hermit is also an impostor.

Roy sighed silently, then prepared to return to reality and continue his drawing journey.

Reel drawing, there is still a long way to go!

After a while, all the materials he had purchased were exhausted, but fortunately, he had already purchased a batch of materials from Isengh and Muhe.

Other than that.

After these two days of preparation and adaptation, he has been able to master the scroll drawing of water wave art very well, and he has a little experience in scroll making.

What's next—

Exorcism scrolls, flame scrolls.

When Roy was drawing, he also tried to summarize, but there was no digestion effect, so he had to give up the luck mentality.

If you really make a scroll casually and guess your experience, you can complete the process of digestion, and everyone is already a senior scroll professor.

The next morning, there was a slight movement below.

Then, the doorbell rings.

Roy walked downstairs, where Thorze and a few strong men carried three large boxes.

Sozer smiled, "Mr. Green, I sent something over." ”

"Okay, come in."

Roy nodded.

The three boxes were brought in and opened, and Suo Ze introduced them one by one.

A large box full of sea beast blood, which they had bought from various fleets, cost about fifty gold lists.

The second box was some sea materials and medicinal herbs, some of which were even materials that Roy had never seen, but he could feel their spiritual residues, which should be parts of the sea beasts.

The third chest......

After opening it, Roy was slightly surprised.

Immediately, he said, "What do you want from me?" ”

Inside the third box is a pile of animal leather!

Some of them are fish-man skins, and some of them are supposed to have been cut off from sea beasts.

Even if the Mohan family has a lot of prestige among these people, but to be able to buy so much, Muhe and Suozer should have spent a lot of effort.

Suo Ze said: "We communicated with the boss, and the boss said that he would do his best to help you, that is, can you sell us a little bit of the finished product?" ”

"Yes."

Roy Road.

Anyway, the initial scroll, the effect and power are definitely not ideal, and he will make a large number of them on his side.

There is a market, which is just the right way to hedge risks.

Why not?

Suo Ze was stunned, and then said, "The price ......"

"The initial ones can be sold to you cheaply, but when they are mature, I will definitely raise the price, can you understand?"

"Of course."

They immediately nodded.

Spell Scrolls!

Suo Ze said again: "Then you should have some test samples recently, right?" Can you sell it to us at a discount? ”

"No problem."

A thick smile appeared on Roy's face, "I'll give you a discount, and all the scrolls will be packed for 20 pounds, which is about fifty in total." ”

He had taken these scrolls to the Mysterious Hall for appraisal.

The power is uneven.

"Yes!"

Suozer knows that there must be good and bad in the early days, but as long as there are a few of them, they are good......

No loss!

He told the others to wait outside, then followed Roy into the study.

Roy pointed to a stack of only five sheets.

"These are high-quality products, and they can release a water balloon the size of a basin, and if you know how to use it spiritually, the power is definitely good."

"These twenty are of the highest quality, they can release water balls that are larger than bowls, and can be easily released to attack enemies."

"Those are all medium-grade, and if the ship is on fire, it may have a certain effect to put out the fire, and the advantage is that they also have low spiritual requirements, and ordinary people can use them after learning them."

Roy smiled and explained them one by one.

Suo Ze didn't react at first after hearing this, then he was stunned, and asked cautiously: "What about the inferior products?" ”

"There are no inferior grades, and the lowest on my side are medium scrolls."

Roy said with a smile.

The corners of Suo Ze's mouth twitched, and then nodded: "Yes, I bought it on behalf of the boss!" Mr. Green, we have a great time working together! ”

"It's a pleasure to work with."

Roy smiled brightly.

20 pounds.

Not to mention that he sold it to return to his capital, he could still make a small profit of more than a pound, counting the labor force, he would definitely lose money, but he was already a blood profit if he didn't lose money in the early stage.

Sozer packed up all the scrolls and smiled when he saw the more than a hundred pounds of material money handed out by Roy.

When he went out the door and out into the street, he couldn't stop smiling.

"Boss, why are you smiling so happily?"

"It's all good! It's only 20 pounds to buy so many good things, and you can continue to do business with Mr. Green......"

Suo Ze slapped his thigh, and it was difficult to hide his joy.

Of course he does.

The so-called high-quality, high-quality, and medium-quality products are just Mr. Green's jokes, and they are essentially experimental.

But.

They can't buy the real thing!

Other than that.

Like Mr. Green said.

Some of them are not very powerful, but they can put out fires or deal with some unexpected events, and for those who drive ships, it is definitely much stronger to have some than nothing.

That's only 20 pounds!

"Then you ...... that expression just now?"

"Stupid, pretend to lose a little, the other party will think that he has earned, and you don't remember the boss's teachings?"

……

Earn on both sides, a win-win situation.

Of course Roy knows how Sozer feels.

As a warrior path, Suozer may not be very clear -

The voyeur has the Eye of Voyeurism, and even at a low level, he can easily see the state of the astral spirit.

Suozer had a heavy expression on his face, but the astral spirit body revealed the color of excitement.

He dared to say.

At a price of 25 pounds, Sozer will still ask for it.

It's just that Roy also needs the channels of the Mohan family, so he doesn't want to make things too ugly, after all, it's only a difference of five or six pounds.

Justice owes him twenty thousand pounds!

For Roy, the speed and completeness of the materials are the most important thing, not the difference of a few pounds.

Not poor enough to be that far.

He cleaned up and sacrificed the three large chests together to the Temple of Mystery.

The reason why it was sent to the top......

Or in order to prevent mistakes, you need to confirm it in the mysterious temple, and there is also the blood water.

Blood water can also be used, but the effect is very poor, and it can only be used as a material for extraordinary scrolls after purification.

After some processing, Roy returns to reality and begins a new scroll production.

A few minutes later, he used the blood of the fish-man and the powder of the seabeard grass to develop ink, and then used the skin of the fish-man as the carrier of the scroll, and succeeded in creating a new sorcery scroll.

Water Waves!

After getting the identification of the Mysterious Palace, Roy smiled.

Unlike the previous water balls and water bombs, it can directly release a wave of water, or release a column of water with spiritual restraint.

Both the power and the effect are several times worse.

Of course.

The power of a scroll at this level is actually not very different from Roy's own release of sorcery, because he has completely digested the wizard's potion.

The convenience of relayable is that it can be used by the rest.

As long as you know how to use spirituality, you can exert the power of the scroll.

"This one can be sold by the Tarot Club, I believe Miss Justice will be interested."

Roy smiled.

The audience in the early stage lacked effective means of damaging the enemy, and this kind of direct and effective scroll with a certain spell ability must be the favorite of the rich.

If it weren't for Beckland's Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, who might not be the nobleman who was extraordinary, Roy really wanted Gary to help sell it.

In the morning, while it felt good and the ink was ready, Roy drew four scrolls in one go.

It doesn't stop until a third of the way the spirit is lost.

Something could happen at any time in these two days, so he had to save some spirituality for the unexpected.

And.

This is Beckland.

……

During the night, Roy's spirituality was basically restored, and he raised the materials and prepared to start working on the exorcism scroll, but-

A gust of wind blew, and a letter appeared on the table.

He took it apart and looked at it.

"The night watchmen gather in the bridge area, I am ready to take action depending on the situation, and I can come over when I have time."

Definitely available!

This is an opportunity to brush your face, can you prostitute a formula for nothing?

Roy immediately packed his things, picked up the four witchcraft scrolls he had just made and the rest of the extraordinary items, and got into the public carriage to the bridge area.

……

In the Beckland Bridge area, on a street bordering the docklands, the crowd around is gradually evacuating, and at this time, in a tavern, a tall strong man is drinking with a large wine glass.

After a moment, he stopped, and a little drunkenness appeared on his face.

This feeling -

The giant immediately sensed that something was wrong!

It's just that with such a amount, he can't get drunk easily.

It's a manifestation of extraordinary ability!

He jerked onto the bar counter and lifted it up.

The man who had mixed the wine for him jumped abruptly away, chanting a hymn of praise in his mouth.

"Night watchman!"

The giant roared lowly.

A cloud of flesh erupted from his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, the flesh exploded with a "bang", and the area was reduced to a mist of blood with a roar.

Subsequently—

This sturdy figure rushed out, rampage all the way and was ferocious and abnormal, and the surrounding staff who had not had time to evacuate just approached and exploded instantly, turning into sticky flesh and blood.

Half of them flocked to the giant, weaving a cloak and armor.

Half of them poured into the blood mist.

Over there......

With his enemies!

However.

The next moment-

Boom!

A fierce gunshot rang out.

Then there were flames that pierced the night sky.

This is the brilliance of the sorcery scroll, and not one, two, but ......

Dozens of shots in one go!

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, and the "giant" was engulfed in flames and bullets.

A middle-aged man stood in a tall building, his eyes cold, directing it all.

"Mr. Karl, you should go to the rear ......"

"No, I'm right here, and I'm going to send these crumbs to their lord myself."

Karl's eyes twinkled with coldness.

And at this time.

In the flames below, the giant laughed loudly.

"The Great Lord will come!"

(End of chapter)