I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 113: 1 see as it was before
In a bleak alley across from the makeshift shack.
Two men, one tall, one short, one thin and one fat, watched all this silently.
They are wearing neat black trench coats.
The top of the head is a somewhat large windshield that does not fit the head.
At the end of the hat, a jet black silk scarf like a bird's feather hangs down, indicating their "Black Turban Party" status.
The tall man coughed twice and said in a gloomy tone:
"Although it's an old neighborhood that doesn't care about it, it doesn't put our Black Turban Party in..."
snap.
He was punched in the forehead and knocked off his hat.
"Stupid."
Humpty Dumpty cursed in a low voice:
"Aren't you going to pick up your hat soon?"
The tall and thin man bent over and picked up his hat, his face full of resentment.
Humpty Dumpty sneered:
"This kind of adventurer who has the courage to swagger alone is a typical IQ test machine!"
"What? Not convinced? If you dare to go over there and cause trouble, I promise to see your body in the drain tomorrow."
The tall skinny grinned and said:
"You're too cautious!"
"You think I didn't see that? On his shoulders is a gargoyle, level 40."
"But as long as we call more people..."
snap.
Another punch.
"It's really rubbish. It's not easy to pick up a hat."
Humpty Dumpty cursed in a low voice:
"You're so **** tall, I have to jump up to hit you in the head, I'm really mad at me."
"If your sister hadn't begged me to take care of you last night, I would have left you to fend for yourself."
The tall thin man covered his forehead with his hands and dared not speak again.
"Do you think the level others show you is the real level?"
Humpty Dumpty lit a cigarette, and his mood gradually calmed down:
"Remember to practice Insight to a higher level, do you see the couple over there? Those are the intelligence officers of the "Stone Dragon Society", the one on the left who sells counterfeit medicines is a member of the "Secret Society", and that, the **** who is scratching her head and making a pose, is probably a scout of the "Iris Collection". "
"So many elite characters are just watching, who gave you the courage to go out and cause trouble?"
The tall thin man looked around with a look of fear on his face.
"I'm sorry...brother-in-law."
Humpty Dumpty scolded:
"Don't call me brother-in-law outside!"
"Yes yes yes."
"Team Hans." The tall thin man asked weakly:
"So that's what we look at?"
Hans shook his head:
"Paper and pencil."
Skinny Gao quickly took out the pen and paper.
"Name, Wellington, probably a pseudonym.
Age 40+, suspected of having a disguise.
The occupation is preliminarily presumed to be an alchemist with a gargoyle of level 40+. It is not ruled out that the gargoyle is an elite template.
My own level is 33, which is definitely a disguise. The preliminary guess is that the level is 45+, and it is not possible to rule out the possibility of extraordinary..."
With Hans speaking extremely fast.
Line by line information is written down.
Hans took the letter, nodded with satisfaction, and dropped the cigarette **** in his hand:
"Give something to 'Mrs. McCann'. "
The tall thin man said in surprise:
"Is this matter reported to Floating Island No. 3?"
Hans nodded deeply:
"A powerful alchemist, worthy of the respect of the gentlemen on the floating island."
"Hurry up and don't fall behind."
The tall thin man hurried away.
In the alley.
Hans was left smoking a cigarette in silence.
Until evening.
Wellington announced that the stall was closed, and everyone dispersed in disappointment, and there was no trouble.
"It's really simple and honest."
Hans laughed dryly, greeted a few colleagues who were hiding in the dark, turned and disappeared into the alley.
……
Evening.
Roger is walking on the path out of Sunrise.
A few people followed at first.
But when they got out of the town, those people stopped in a measured way.
This disappoints Roger.
"The result of the first IQ test was that all members passed."
"As expected of a guy who can survive in such a harsh environment."
He was planning to catch a wave of fish.
While killing a few gang members justifiably, you can also get more monster information.
It now appears that his stack count is low.
The low-level fishing method of "Beautiful Swagger" is no longer suitable for this version.
Different from the wild turtles of the Red Sleeve Brotherhood.
Gem City's gangs are all idiots.
One is more creamy than the other, not fooled at all!
The good news is.
Thanks to the lucky one, the monster information of "Red Wasteland" is already complete.
It's also strange to say.
Since the lucky one had a big success, the enchanting failure rate of the Philosopher's Stone has skyrocketed.
Later.
Roger's weapon nearly shatters at the touch of a button.
After shattering six weapons in a row.
Roger decides to close the stall.
The eyes of the crowd are getting more and more wrong.
If it goes on like this, he is afraid of being attacked as a liar.
Actually.
If it weren't for a gargoyle to deter.
Maybe someone actually did it.
When he left.
Sixth sense senses that someone is suspecting that the lucky guy is his trustee.
This makes Roger smile wryly.
He feels like he's been plucked for wool.
Fortunately, in the past few days, in addition to the consumption of the Golden Stone, Roger is still earning a lot of money——
The net profit is approaching 20,000 copper orders!
This does not include the value of monster intelligence as a threshold for enchanting.
"Looks like it's a good deal to strengthen weapons."
Thinking about it.
Roger felt a little more gratitude for the dead Wellington.
……
The next day.
Family representatives from the six floating islands came to Sunrise Town.
As judged by the gang leaders.
Alchemists who specialize in enchanting are highly valued on the floating island.
The problem is.
Wellington is gone!
As quietly as he came.
When it disappears, it is also silent.
This is a pain to the gang leaders.
They mobilized a lot of manpower to find it, and some people even used the power of divination secretly, and the information they got was still just scratching with scales.
This incident caused a stir in Sunrise Town.
It took a long time for the calm to be restored.
Only in the drain outside town.
Another pile of disfigured corpses.
And of course Roger didn't know about it.
As early as the day after the information arrived.
He embarked on a new path to making friends.
……
Three days later.
The red soil wasteland.
The sun is scorching hot.
On a raised rock mound.
A long-dead warthog lies quietly in the shadows.
Roger buried himself in the gravel and was waiting for a good person.
Two days before entering the Red Wasteland.
Roger didn't find a single monster.
Soon he found the root of the problem—
The monsters here seem to have something to do with purgatory, and the blood of the horned devils has personal suppression on them.
As soon as they smelled the smell of the hunk boy, the monsters all ran away.
No one wants to say hello to Roger.
Today he chose to act alone.
"Hopefully open."
Roger squinted and looked ahead.
Not far away, there is a small bright bead in the mouth of the warthog.
The beads contain semi-solid, semi-liquid objects.
That's a new item developed by Roger's retreat for half a year.
……
"Thunderstorm Beads: Ultra-High Concentration Thundergenin Polymers"
"Magic Abundance: 14"
"Throw/Detonate: Within the effective explosion radius, the explosion will deal 480 fixed damage, and the target will be in a continuous paralysis state"
"Producer: Roger and his forever brother Ben Thunder Dragon"
"Materials: Roger's tail scales, Bladder lining of Thunder Dragon"
……
The process of making Thunderstorm Beads is hard to describe.
In short, one day Roger was surprised to find that his second form of tail scales was somewhat special.
Pull out a piece and grind it into powder.
Adding a little Lei Yuan Elemental Conditioner, it has a more terrifying blasting ability than a hand tumor bomb.
Roger was overjoyed at the discovery.
Gorgeously scooped up her own wool.
Strictly tested.
He found that the lining of the bladder of Paleosaurus was the best encapsulating material.
And so another great prop was born.
Half a year.
He has more than 1,000 Thunderstorm Orbs on hand.
Enough to start a small war.
And in the process of "Thunderstorm Pearl" research.
Roger also unearthed the value of the Thunderbolt Dragon Egg, which was thought to be a waste-
After a simple fire roast, the substance in the dragon egg solidifies into a paste.
This dragon balm has a very high burning value, and based on this, Roger developed "Dragon Fat Fire".
……
"Dragon Fat Fire: Flammables"
"Magic Abundance: 6"
"Characteristic: After being ignited, it will have a very high combustion efficiency. After being soaked in dragon fat fire, the flammability index will be +20"
"Remarks: Bones and Ashes Kit +1"
……
The above two items are Roger's small contribution as a pharmacist during his regimen.
They may not be so handy when dealing with humans.
But when dealing with monsters, it is extra handy.
For example, the present.
……
"Sixth Sense: A multi-legged earth dragon is approaching"
……
Roger held his breath.
The soil under the rock mounds wriggled slightly.
Suddenly.
A behemoth emerges from the ground and bites into that delicious warthog!
Boom.
Before the violent explosion occurred.
The quick-eyed Roger smashed the sin mark out of his hand!
……
"You killed a multi-legged dragon"
"You gained 17 XP"
"Your hair's smoothness has been slightly improved"
……
"Gan!"
Rogerte spat out the sand in her mouth.
This is the first mark he has brushed since he entered the Red Wasteland!
But this property...
All I can say is bad luck.
Looking at the torn corpse of the multi-legged earth dragon, Roger did not move, and chose to continue to hide.
At dusk.
Dark shadows emerged from under the stones and rushed towards the corpse of the multi-legged earth dragon.
Roger had a kind smile on his face.
He took his time patiently.
Wait until the multi-legged dragon's body is completely covered by shadows.
He made a decisive move!
A bottle of dragon fat fire was lost.
A little spark lights up.
The sky is full of fire!
The shadows are being evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye!
……
"You killed a giant ant"
"You gained 1 XP"
"Your kidney metabolism has improved slightly"
……
"Badly ~IndoMTL.com~ Looking at the giant ants struggling in the firelight, Roger silently ranked them in the "meet by chance" level.
Approximately equal to the younger brother of the bone dragon and the younger brother of the water ghost.
Just as he was about to get up to clean up the mess.
Sixth sense suddenly sprouts.
In chaos.
He notices a monstrous bug that swaggers into the fire.
After a while, a large piece of charred meat about the size of its body flew out.
"A bug that's not afraid of fire?"
Roger got interested and put the "Hunter's Mark" on it.
He's going to end the bug!
Who knew that as soon as the hunter's mark was released, the worm dropped the meat and flew towards Roger aggressively!
Roger didn't dare to neglect and slapped him.
Crush Palm!
Snapping.
The bug was shot to death by Roger.
"So ugly and so arrogant, I thought how strong..."
Roger is wondering.
A new prompt has been uploaded to the data bar.
……
"You killed an aether-eating dragon"
"You gained 1 XP"
"Your reflex speed has been slightly increased"
……
"Anti-reflection?"
Roger was shocked and quickly pulled the "bug" out of the mud.
"It's actually a reflection! This is an attribute of the same level as toughness!"
His eyes light up.
Suddenly.
He felt that the appearance of the bug in his hand had become more refined.
"Could it be..."
"Is this a hit and miss?"
Roger thought silently.
……
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