Standing alone on the empty road, Pan Long thought for a while and decided to heal his arm first.

He didn't learn martial arts, he didn't play a one-armed knife, he always dragged a crippled right arm, and it was inconvenient for him to even live in his daily life.

Since he wants to heal his arm, he naturally has to go to the temple - a cripple like this with no limbs, but only broken bones, can be cured with a "secondary recovery technique", and I believe that the bounty he can get is enough to treat it.

However, if you have a missing arm or leg, you may need a more advanced "recovery technique", and even if the body is severely mutilated, or if there are residual dark injuries in the body, you may even need "advanced recovery surgery".

The price of those spells was very high, and it was definitely not something he could afford now. So if he is injured in the process of adventure in this world, he can only end the adventure and leave this world.

Having made up his mind, he carried his heavy bag and walked in the direction of the fortress.

After walking for a while, two goblins came out of the roadside, with sharpened sticks in their hands, screaming and rushing towards him, and then he lifted his foot and kicked a stone, flew out and smashed the head of one goblin, and the other fled into the grass by the side of the road at a faster speed than when he rushed over, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Pan Long wanted to kick another stone and kill this guy too, but he didn't expect it to run so fast, he was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's 'fantastical'!"

Except for this little episode, he didn't encounter any trouble along the way, and once happened to see a hunter looking for prey in the grass, and he didn't say hello to the other person.

Wild animals are mostly cautious and shouting to scare them away, and hunters are hungry.

Walking to the gate of the castle drawbridge, the two guards looked at him very curiously and asked, "What are you carrying?"

"Some loot, take it for a bounty. Pan Long replied, and then asked, "Is there a magician here?" ”

The guard was a little surprised, thought for a while, and suggested that he go to the temple and have a look.

"The temple is also in the business of magical materials?" Pan Long asked in confusion.

"I'm not sure, but ...... If anyone could possibly buy them, it would probably be the temple. ”

"So, what if I'm going to claim a bounty?"

"Just go to the inn and find the owner. ”

"Boss, is it an innkeeper who rules this area?" Pan Long was taken aback.

The guard smiled, "How is that possible! It's just that our boss will do something for the lord." For example, issuing bounties for him - this kind of thing doesn't have to be done by the lord in the first place. ”

"It's like this here?"

"Pretty much, as long as it's a relatively large inn or hotel—it's one thing anyway, it's a bounty job. ”

So Pan Long went to the inn, and he found the owner very smoothly, a dwarf named Bander. Everyone was shocked when he unpacked his bags and took out the heads of the two ogres, the ears of the five gnolls, and the claws of the four ogres.

"Oh my God!" someone whispered, "it's an ogre!"

"A few days ago, Aiorin took a team of people to kill an ogre, but the ogre died, and he was the only one in that group who came back alive......"

"No wonder he was so badly injured. ”

"Being able to kill so many monsters and only hurt one arm is already very powerful, okay!"

"Can you ask him to help kill the ogres in the neighborhood? I saw one outside last time, and it scared me to death!"

"I guess so, he seems to be short of money......

The boss of Belite was also surprised, and looked him up and down for a while, his gaze especially on his unnaturally hanging right arm for a long time.

"The jackal's bounty is 5 gold each, and the ogre is 50 gold. He said, "Do you sell the four paws too?"

"Of course. I was going to go to the temple and sell it, but if you buy it, I won't have to bother. ”

"The temple is in the hands of my wife, and it is the same wherever it is sold. The dwarf said angrily, "I can give you 200 gold coins a pair, and the price is almost sky-high." ”

"Hey, Benlit, you're black-hearted!" said one drinker, "the last time you sold ogre gloves, a pair of gloves sold for four thousand!"

The boss said quietly: "Four thousand is the retail price, I had the capital when I bought them from the mage, and the mage also needs the cost to make them." Once the manufacturing of magic equipment fails, it is useless, and of course the mage will count the loss of failure into the cost of success - using the skin on the ogre's claws as a material can help the mage improve the chances of manufacturing success, but other leather can make do, and they will not be willing to pay a lot of money for this. ”

The drinker was not relentless, and shouted, "That's too much!"

"I need to peel off the skin as completely as possible, and I need to make it into leather and re-sew it into a glove...... It's a technical job. If he can get all of this done, I can get a pair of five hundred gold coins. ”

The drinker was about to argue again, but Pan Long raised his left hand and stopped him.

"No need to argue. He said, "How about giving me a free treatment and just doing it at your price?"

"No problem. The dwarven shopkeeper smiled.

He called a stout waiter, carried the things away, and then counted fifty platinum coins and twenty-five gold coins from the counter, put them in a money bag, and handed them to Pan Long.

"Let me accompany you to the temple, lest you get lost. ”

Having said that, when he arrived at the temple, Pan Long really didn't feel that he might get lost even the slightest.

Because the temple was built next to the inn, which was the castle of the fortress.

The boss's wife was not a dwarf, which surprised him slightly. The priest named Galana didn't talk much nonsense, she felt more like a businessman to Pan Long than a priest, and she didn't leave money in three words.

After receiving divine healing, Pan Long's right arm finally recovered. The shattered bone was back in place in just a few seconds, and then the tendons and blood vessels were back to normal. He flicked his fist, and it felt like the arm was no different from before the injury - and even seemed to become more agile and powerful.

"You'd better get some sleep. "The divine power is still in your right arm, not completely exhausted. If you get some sleep, you can let it spread throughout your body. This doesn't bring you any immediate benefits, but if you can rest like this often, you may be able to increase your strength a little. ”

Of course, Pan Long would not refuse this suggestion, and besides, he was really tired.

He took a day's ride in the Kyushu world, walked in this world for another night, and fought a big battle, and he was really tired.

After waking up and devouring a hot loaf of toast and a large bowl of broth, Pan Long finally regained his senses, and then went to the boss again and asked if there was any lucrative work.

More than five hundred gold coins was a lot of money, but it was far from enough for what he wanted to buy.

What he wants to buy is a "dimensional bag" unique to this world.

The Dimensional Bag is a special magic item that looks similar to a regular cloth sack at first glance, but can store a large amount of things in it. The highest level can store seven or eight cubic meters of things, which is almost the equivalent of a small storage room, and even the lowest level can store about one cubic meter of things, which is enough for daily adventures.

Although there are many restrictions on how this thing can be used - for example, the contents cannot be oversized and heavy, and they cannot hold living things, and they are not tough in themselves, and once they are broken, they will lose their effectiveness, and everything in them will disappear without a trace - it is said to have disappeared into the cracks of the dimension. But the mere fact that it filled things as if they were nothing, and could even be folded and stored, was enough to cover all other benefits.

Imagine that when you go out and put such a dimensional bag in the sandwich of the scabbard, it is equivalent to carrying a large box of supplies with you. No matter what you eat, you have a lot more than others. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to deal with any trouble if you encounter it?

Pan Long and Han Feng killed the robbers at the Yushan Ruins last time, and for the sake of ease of movement, they abandoned all heavy things and only took money and a little dry food on the road. If they could have such a dimensional bag at that time, they could have brought at least two thick blankets, and they could also pick up the short crossbow, one for each person.

There are gods, Buddhas, and demons in the Kyushu world, and naturally there are also such treasures that can store a large number of things. Whether it's the so-called "Sumeru mustard seeds" or "the best in your sleeves", you can do similar things. But those things are really not something that Pan Long can get, let alone him, even his father, Pan Lei, who is an innate master, does not have either.

It is probably necessary to go to the realm of real people to get such a treasure. If you are a congenital master, it is estimated that you are the kind of family heirloom and from a famous family, or you are lucky enough to pick up treasures when you walk, so you can have such treasures.

Pan Long's plan is to save money to buy a dimensional bag.

Anyway, the things he got in this world, except for some particularly good ones, are not worth taking away at all, of course, he has to save the chaff, or save the whole thing, gather all the resources, and get a few of the most important things.

Since he plans to do so, he wants to make more money. A dimensional bag costs a lot of money.

"Are you so short of money?" Ballit didn't expect him to come to "look for a job" just after eating, he was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously, "Shouldn't you enjoy life after making money and enjoy it for a while?"

"I'm going to save up to buy a dimensional bag. Pan Long didn't hide it, "More than five hundred gold coins, it's still far away." ”

Belite suddenly realized, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then you have a bit of money, even if it is the lowest dimensional bag, it will cost two thousand and a half." ”

"So, is there any work that can be made of money?" Pan Long asked.

"If you're aiming for the Dimension Bag, I think it's better to hunt monsters. Barmett shook his head, "The Friendly Arm is just a small hotel, and the people here don't get into any big trouble, and even if they do, they can't afford that much money." ”

"It's good to have a little bit of it. Pan Long didn't give up.

He is idle now, and it is better to have a copper to earn than to do nothing.