Chapter 3 How Can You Do Crafts?
A few hours later, Victor saw that his blue bar was still nine-tenths of a tenth, and finally gave up on the idea of running out of mana.
Now, he really believed that Vega was a god.
Vega nodded in satisfaction, perhaps it was Victor's operation that satisfied its curiosity.
'It's funny, shouldn't I let you come for a few more hours so I can ponder the mystery of your spell again.' β
Victor gave Vega a silent protest.
Seeing Victor's facial paralysis, it also stopped.
'That's it, what's next for you?' Do you want to spend a day in this backyard? β
Its deep eyes were fixed on Victor, as if it had not forgotten to read some other secrets from him.
"Go to the bazaar and buy something."
Victor tossed a lukewarm word, and the crow still leaned on his shoulder and refused to fly away.
I'll keep following you and see what you're going to buy." β
After hearing what Vega said, Victor let out a breath and called the servants to prepare the carriage.
.......
Victor walked into the store, looking at the assortment of materials, and walked straight to a counter.
"What do you want to buy?"
When the shopkeeper saw someone buying something, he naturally hurried out to welcome customers.
Victor knocked on the table and said softly, "Lizard dragon human tail, Habi feather, beetle shell..... Give me a bag of all these thirty materials. β
"Good! This guest is really atmospheric. β
The shopkeeper counted all the materials ordered by Victor as he responded.
"There are thirty bags of various materials here, do you want someone to send them to your home?"
Victor waved his hand and rubbed the ring on his hand, and all the materials disappeared.
Seeing this, the smile on the shopkeeper's face became even more exaggerated.
"Haha, the guest is really a treasure."
"I must come back next time!"
When Victor left, the clerk approached and asked the owner, "Boss, what is the origin of this person?" β
The shopkeeper knocked him and said sharply: "Don't ask, they all have such high-end storage rings, and their identities must be unusual!" β
Only Victor knew that he didn't have any storage rings, and the ring on his hand was just an ornament, and he put it directly into the player's backpack, and even Vega didn't understand his operation.
Vega spread her wings, and her words were mixed with the hoarse voice characteristic of crows, and she cried in Victor's ear.
Victor just listened quietly, staring intently at the various props that could be crafted flashed in front of him.
A lot of materials were purchased to craft the items needed in the early stages of the game.
The original setting of the game, each player, any profession has an extremely rich and dedicated synthesis book, and Victor, as a player, can naturally bring up these pictures as he wants.
Victor returned to his lodgings with all the materials satisfied, and went into the basement of the mansion, digging out a pile of glass bottles from some corners.
'What do you want to do?' β
Vega's heart trembled on his shoulder, and his instinct told him that Victor was going to do something again.
The god's intuition was very accurate, only to see Victor's hands gradually rubbing the various materials together, and the palms of his hands continued to release light, and the sound of crackling gradually amplified.
'What are you doing?' Stop! β
Vega felt like he was going crazy, what were he going to do in the basement? Do you make gunpowder?
Victor didn't listen to a word of it, but became more energetic.
After a bright light, the empty bottles on the table were filled with red liquid. Vega looked at the so many healing potions in front of her, and couldn't help but complain:
'You're really different people, how can making healing potions be as dangerous as making bombs. β
Victor chuckled and nodded as he stared at the pile of red potions in front of him.
[Recovery Potion (Small)]: Restores 300 HP at a time.
Sure enough, the digital embodiment of the props is the best way to make Victor feel at ease.
Vega looked at the pile of healing potions on the table, a blue glimmer in her eyes.
The red potion is slightly blackened, and the stronger the red color, the stronger the healing effect.
Vega jumped off his shoulder, flew to the table, picked off a cork, and poured it into his mouth.
It felt a trance, smashed its beak, and looked at Victor again:
'Did you really make this potion yourself?' β
Victor admitted, but Vega fell into deep thought.
'What's the matter with this kid?' The intensity and effect of the healing potion are completely comparable to the low-level healing magic of the Healing Goddess. Could it be that this kid has some divine power hidden in him? β
Thinking about it, it's not a bad thing that this kid Victor has this ability, anyway, he has signed a contract with him, and he can be regarded as a relatively powerful prop master.
Vega suddenly asked him, 'Do you want to consider selling some, this quality will definitely make a lot of money.' β
Victor shook his head and refused, these things are to be kept for his own use, he is not short of money, there is no need for this at the moment.
His hands instantly released a dazzling blue light, and he concocted a bunch of magic potions.
Every time he sees Victor making a prop, Vega always feels a little shock in his heart.
Making props with bare hands, even a master prop master can't do it.
Could it be that what he has awakened is actually a creation spell that is unique in ten thousand?
It was only attracted by the human soul, but now, he was becoming more and more unable to understand Victor.
As a mage, mana potions are definitely more important than healing potions.
Although Vega has an infinite blue plug-in, he doesn't ask for anything for help, and Victor doesn't know what the price is.
It's better to have a little magic potion on hand, it's better to rely on others than on yourself.
After a while, a voice rang out:
['Manufacturing' skill upgrade, current level: LV2]
As the level broke through, Victor stopped rubbing the potion and saw something new appear on his item crafting slot.
He looked up at Vega on the table and said nothing.
The crow was a little flustered by his gaze, until Victor spoke:
"You should be a crow."
Vega: "Huh? β
Victor got his wish and pulled a pitch-black feather down from its body.
γMagical Creature Hair and Six Magic Guide Stonesγ
"I need a magic guide stone."
He still remembered more clearly, the magic guide stone was a relatively rare prop, which could be used to record and store some words, and even to store magic.
It's just that the magic in the magic stone will gradually fade, and some people have tried to put magic in the magic stone and use it as a bomb, but it failed.
The magic guide stone is extremely expensive, and if you have that wealth, you might as well actually make a few bombs.
Once you've accumulated enough materials, you're ready to start crafting items.
The material suddenly turned into a liquid and began to solidify at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the rudimentary shape of a glove, and several transparent magic stones embedded in it.
A one-handed, fingerless glove appeared in front of Victor.
The crow shook again: "You kid can still synthesize equipment with his bare hands?" β
Victor ignored him, just staring at the glove in front of him.
It is inlaid with several transparent magic stones, which are transparent and flawless.
[Mage's Hand]: A second-level crafting item that can store six kinds of magic with different attributes, which can be quickly activated and released without pre-swing.
This prop can deal with some emergencies and is a must-have equipment for mage players in the early stage.
He used his magic power to slowly inject magic of various attributes into the magic guide stone on the glove.
With each infusion, the transparent Magic Stone changes color.
As Victor continued to inject all kinds of magic, the magic stones all took on different colors, and he finally stopped.
Vega, who was watching this scene, was no longer fussed, and said to him: "Can you store magic of various attributes? Don't need chanting yet? How do you want to tell me how such a good thing was made? β
Its single eye flickered with a frenzied blue flame, and Victor only shook his head as he looked at it.
"Confidential."
"It's so stingy."
Vega complained, but he didn't expect that he was an evil god, and he would ask a human for knowledge, and pass it on to his colleagues, and he would not be laughed at to death.
And Victor ignores him, simply because his secrets as a player cannot be revealed.
Once his skill of making props with his bare hands spreads, it will not attract the detection of some ill-intentioned people, and then things will be in trouble.
Even if it's for yourself, think about it.
"My lord, Miss Gwen is here."