The Truth of Magic Chapter 530: Give me an explanation!

In the next half month, Zhao Xu also set foot on the back-to-school train, the spinning wheels, like the shadow of the setting sun, stretched away from his hometown.

Before leaving, he glanced at the last afterglow of the city, and walked into the carriage without looking back.

Sometimes, the last glance often happens inadvertently, and no one knows that it is a farewell.

In the train, Zhao Xu looked at the students who were also embarking on the road to school. In addition to the reluctance to leave home at the beginning, they also had the excitement of returning to campus to meet familiar classmates.

And he looked out the window silently and contemplatively all the way, like a lonely passerby, spending this furious time.

On the other hand, with the passing of time, the progress of the Arthurian players is getting faster and faster, and the place they stepped on has begun to travel from around the town in a day’s round trip distance, slowly spreading to some mysterious caves. It is a dangerous wasteland that is difficult for ordinary people to design.

The magnificence and magnificence of Arthur, with the pioneering and enterprising of these adventurers who dared to trek through the mountains and rivers, slowly unfolded in front of everyone.

The "Spring Outing Tour", which allows ordinary casual players to pay to participate, has also begun to become an enthusiastic business for Arthur.

The town of Falling Star is now, and after the demolition of the enclosed area is basically completed, the foundation of the association’s premises has been rebuilt.

Countless large-scale heavy-duty appliances travel between the gates of towns and enclosed residential areas.

Players and small town residents have gradually become accustomed to the point that the "Mage Association" will be integrated into their lives.

At this time, the players also gradually came into contact with the charm of "Wang Ningwei", who was well-known throughout the circle of Mystra players.

No one knows why, as if anyone can become friends with her.

Even the high-level officials in the small town who had been extremely wary of Zhao Xu, because of Wang Ningwei's sake, put a little bit of wariness on him, and the two sides began to come into contact.

And the "Resistance Alliance" who initially lived in the town began to contact Wang Ningwei. It also allowed Zhao Xu to move out his former account "Starry Sky Reflection" through the forum to suppress it.

This also makes Zhao Xu even more curious about the magic of "leadership".

The "ding-ding-dong-dong" construction percussion on the station that arrived with the early morning **** crowing has also become another alarm clock that awakens everyone's sleep.

Because of Zhao Xu and Wang Ningwei's request to rush to work quickly, countless artisans who have been summoned have also made this station another prosperous place outside the mining area.

Many civilians rushed over and set up small stalls along the periphery.

As for Zhao Xu, he continued to maintain his mysterious posture and became a sword that overwhelmed the entire town.

Except for the fact that the increasingly reinforced room exploded after being broken into by thieves, he showed his face several times. At other times, most of the time, he was hiding in a makeshift wooden tower and reading, and admiring the whole town by the way. The peaceful scenery.

Antinoya's whereabouts are erratic, appearing and disappearing from time to time, as if doing some investigation.

When Zhao Xu saw her several times, she was in a hurry.

Sometimes after giving Zhao Xu some academic questions, Antinoya will start advanced teleportation or alien teleportation and rush to other places.

As for Zhao Xu, he continues to accumulate his own strength.

In addition to firming up various knowledge and skills, he also slowly felt that the threshold of level 9 was not far away from him.

Just wait for an opportunity that he thinks is a natural fit, and then he can read the fourth "notebook" directly.

Suddenly, Zhao Xu realized that he had flipped through the "A Brief Introduction to Map of Arthur" in his hand, and faintly felt that his knowledge (geography) skills were solid.

He gently activated the invisibility technique and quietly left the tower.

The few "eyes" staring here did not notice.

It was also after Zhao Xu walked out a few blocks before he lifted the invisibility spell in a shadowy corner, revealing his original figure.

However, his whole body has gone through a simple disguise, passers-by can barely tell that he is a spellcaster, but they can't conclude that he is Midsummer.

Zhao Xu pulled the hood on top of his head to make it more able to cover his forehead, and the whole person also arched around this bustling market.

"Come and pull, the extremely authentic dragon skin material that you just hunted, and adding it to the armor can greatly enhance your protection."

"The ancient scrolls excavated from the mysterious underground, maybe you and the noble mage are just a threshold."

"The two-handed giant sword, the young man is not deceived, the sharp weapon produced by the time-honored Chengbei brand has just been quenched, and the sale is limited to three. If you miss it..."

"Adventurer suits, packaged and sold."

The loud shouts, passed from the street to the end of the street, one after another, reminded Zhao Xu of the vague memories of the past.

But when he came here at the time, he was more to let these stalls pay taxes.

As for him now, relying on his sovereignty, he has been able to get his extremely heavy sum from taxes every month.

Suddenly, Zhao Xu glanced across an old man's booth and found that the other side's table was filled with bottles and cans, which seemed to be potions.

He was curious and walked over quickly.

Potion, in Arthur itself, means "value".

When the player wants to enjoy the convenience of magic, in addition to asking the wizard to perform the service, the rest is to rely on magic items.

Scrolls, rings, strange objects, wands, wands, scepters, weapons, armors, and potions represent the remaining channels for enjoying magic.

Among them, scrolls have the highest conditions of use, while "potions" are the lowest. You can drink water if you have a mouth.

Magic potions and divine oils are both one-time consumables, which can replicate spell effects with a casting time of less than one minute and a maximum of three levels.

The one that Arthur consumes the most, and at the same time, is the "healing potion".

It's just that the "red pill" of traditional online games can be regarded as quite expensive in Arthur.

Even high-end players will only consider drinking a sip of healing potion when they are in desperation to restore their lives urgently.

It's like a potion for treating minor wounds, which requires a full 50 gold coins.

When it comes to the healing potion, you already need 750 gold coins.

That is not medicine anymore, but pure gold condensed serum.

So Zhao Xu is also very curious about the fact that this ordinary stall sells potions.

Just watching these cleansing in advance, and still unable to wipe the remaining mud stains on the mouth of the glass bottle, Zhao Xu understood that he had encountered another group of tomb robbers.

Obviously these are burial objects that have been dug up.

"Are these potions still useful?" Zhao Xu couldn't help asking.

If it is a potion that has only been developed in recent years, it goes without saying that, even if it is preserved properly, it will not be invalid for decades.

But these potions that have been buried for hundreds of years or thousands of years are unknown.

The old man with a grin and yellow teeth, with a sly smile, "Small business is based on eyesight. Anyway, if it is sold, it will not be returned."

"Can you hear about it?" Zhao Xu tentatively asked.

Even if he didn’t use the detection magic, and didn’t wear his own organ warlock goggles, he noticed the scattered dozens of bottles and jars, and some of them looked good. Extraordinary.

The old man grinned like a prey, and said with a chuckle: "It's okay, but you can't taste it."

Actually, a safer way is to take a sip.

However, these potions buried in the ground do not know how many centuries, who knows what the consequences will be if you take a sip.

And Zhao Xu, who has long been a bamboo in his chest, is silently observing the potion, while wearing the organ warlock goggles on his eyes, pretending to use it to observe and analyze the concentration of the liquid.

After a long time, Zhao Xucai put down the light blue syrup potion he had played for a long time, and turned to touch another pure red potion.

After he wasted a spell slot identification, he has analyzed that the blue potion just now, or the potion of "Bull's Power" pasted on the "label", is no longer valid.

At best, it is just a bottle of ordinary water dyed blue.

At this moment, Zhao Xu carefully observed the light red potion in the glass bottle in front of him. It was shining brightly under the gloss of the sun.

It is exactly the same gloss as the legendary healing potion.

Zhao Xu also used the identification technique to probe again.

It's just that his face changed slightly immediately.

The conclusion drawn by the spell is exactly the same as the potion of the bull's power just now.

This is just an empty potion of ineffectiveness.

Zhao Xu, who couldn't help being curious in his heart, unscrewed the mouth of the bottle and stirred it lightly, as if he wanted to feel the breath inside.

The old man who saw this scene grinned even more, as if very satisfied.

Zhao Xu laughed similarly.

Bitter almond flavor.

It has the same taste and color as the healing potion, but it has no effect at all.

Zhao Xu already understood what was going on, he immediately took out a copper coin from his pocket, as if to scrape the dirt off the bottle mouth.

Just as the copper coin "beeped" in the air, it bounced, and then fell back to the palm of the palm.

Detect thoughts!

This second-loop "mind-influencing" element of the prophecy spell, Zhao Xu began to use it as if it was hand-picked.

After three rounds, and there was no time for a cup of hot tea to subside, Zhao Xu noticed the superficial thoughts of the old man in front of him.

Sure enough.

He actually encountered a team of crooks who deliberately sold fake potions.

If it really expires because of too long time, it should disappear with the smell or color.

It doesn't taste and color everything is right, but the effect is gone.

If adventurers really use this potion as a life-saving straw on the spot, they will really be bleeding.

At this time, Zhao Xu's face also became gloomy.

In his previous life, he also served a team that sold fake potions.

It's just that he grabbed the opponent's entire gang with his front foot, and the other group of people on the back foot got a certificate of asylum issued by a certain important person, and walked out of the prison violently.

At this moment, Zhao Xu silently put down the potion in his hand, shook his head and said, "These potions are fake and useless."

In an instant, the face of the yellow-toothed old man changed. He immediately slapped a color toward the distance, and then angrily said: "Young man, you don't need to buy it, so slander me is not authentic."

"We Northlanders are not bullied and dare not say anything." The old man's voice became agitated.

Suddenly, the customers and sellers of the nearby vendors cast their gazes over.

However, Zhao Xu calmly said, "I believe I am definitely not the first person to see through you that these potions are all fake. But people who know how to do it before, I guess they don’t want to have trouble with you. I see them all fake. Potion, put it down and leave."

"But, I happen to be more real." Zhao Xu jokingly said.

To swallow, but it was never his way.

In an instant, two tall and strong men arrived behind Zhao Xu, and they looked eagerly.

"What's the matter?"

At this moment, the two patrol officers who were maintaining the security of the street came over, and one of them was still holding grass in the corner of his mouth, looking bored.

The old man selling fake potions also took the opportunity to grieve what happened just now,

One come and two, everyone watching also understood what was going on.

"This potion is not easy to prove." The tall and thin leader of the patrol team said with a smile.

"This is simple, you can try it out with a sip." Zhao Xu asserted.

"How do you say?" The patrol team turned to look at the old man.

I don’t know that the old man was righteous and said: “I sell all potions that are certified by the family here. The glory of our family does not allow you to be tarnished by a stranger. I agree with this approach, but I require the captain to appraise it. ."

"But if everyone has to take a small sip for identification in the future, no amount of potion I can withstand this consumption."

Zhao Xu is also just to the end, "As long as it is true, there is a bottle here and I will buy one."

"Okay." The old man smiled, his eyes showing satisfaction.

He began to look at Zhao Xu's whole body dress, as if thinking.

At the same time, he handed over the blue potion that Zhao Xu had just observed, along with a label that deliberately covered the mouth of the bottle: "My lord, this is the potion he said is a fake. In order to avoid your psychological hints. , You can take a sip before talking."

The patrol member looked a little dazed, but he nodded, and with the assistance of the old man, he took a sip.

Suddenly, the patrol member's expression changed, "I feel like my body is a little stronger."

The old man smiled satisfied and immediately released his palm covering the mouth of the bottle.

On the label, I resolutely marked "Power of the Bull", just like what the patrol team said.

Suddenly, the eyes of the surrounding audience looking at Zhao Xu were not good.

Actually, as soon as the word "outsiders" came out, Zhao Xu realized the existence of "scripts".

When this scene was completely staged in front of him, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

"This is what you said. There is a bottle of real, so you can buy one." The yellow-toothed old man grinned and said, "The bottle in my hand is already 300 gold coins. The price is Standard selling price."

At this moment, Zhao Xu seemed to be a young man who couldn't believe all this in front of him. He took the blue bottle in the opponent's hand just now and carefully observed the ingredients in the potion.

Immediately, he lightly "knocked" the lower bottle, causing it to sway.

"Young people, willing to bet and lose, this is the way we Northlanders do things."

"Yes. Even if you have to bear many years of debt for this, that's all right."

"If you are a bullshit, don't boast about Haikou at the beginning."

Suddenly the people around looked at his movements and couldn't help but mock him.

At this time, Zhao Xu handed out three tickets from his pocket~IndoMTL.com~ said, “These are the tickets accepted by the goddess of business, and each one is 100 gold coins, which corresponds to this bottle of'Bull The price of 300 gold coins for the power of the potion."

The old man happily took it, and after touching it, he realized that it was a genuine ticket.

It's just that he still doesn't give up: "But what you said just now is that there is a bottle here, so you can buy the next bottle."

However, Zhao Xu kept smiling and said, "Don't worry."

Then he gently shook a mysterious gesture, shouting and chanting an uncomplicated spell.

This seems ordinary, a movement that a child can imitate after learning, but everyone is a little frightened.

Especially, the last gleam of light lit up in Zhao Xu's palm, and then submerged in the potion.

"What I have just cast is the second-ring spell "energy conversion potion", which can convert magic potions into explosive substances, which means they can be used as explosive long-range ammunition."

"The explosion range is 3 meters and the damage is about 2-12 points. It is enough to cause serious injuries to the affected civilians."

Speaking of Zhao Xu, he let go, and the bottle of potion fell to the ground silently.

"Boom."

The mouth of the bottle is cracked.

"Ah!" The audience who watched the excitement just now were taken aback and jumped back instinctively.

However, nothing happened.

At this moment, Zhao Xu is looking at the stiff-faced old man and the patrol in front of him interestingly.

"I just saw this scene. I thought it would be helpless if I really were a foreigner."

"But, who made Arthur be such a--the strong are qualified to change the world of scripts."

"For this, I still like it."

"Now, it's your turn to give me an explanation."