He absorbed all the mana left in the air after the death of the members of the Church of Talona, ​​and created several divine magic cards on the spot.
For example, [Silence] is the most commonly used spellcaster spell, [Deep Darkness] can be used to attack with the Shadow Legion, [Desecration] fills a certain area with negative energy to make the undead stronger, [Heal Serious Wounds] can heal internal organ damage, and [Hide Camp] makes your camp undetectable for 24 hours...
In short, the most useful one- to three-ring divine spells that are not on the arcane spellcasting list were all made into cards of various attributes as soon as possible.
Because Zuo Si was not sure when the Goddess of Poison and Disease would suddenly take back the priest rank and voter power she had bestowed upon her.
Anyway, he now has plenty of mana to spend.
As for the fields of the priest profession, I chose [Field of Destruction] and [Field of Suffering] after careful consideration.
Because Talona's priests only have four domains to choose from.
The "Chaos" and "Evil" domains both have faction restrictions.
Moreover, most divine arts are aimed at the lawful and good camps.
Zuo Si was not one of those ambitious tyrants who were either plotting to rule the world or madmen who were eager to create chaos and killing.
There is no need to fight and kill with holy warriors, priests and believers of the Church of Good God all day long.
His main targets of killing were monsters and bandits from the evil and chaotic camps.
In particular, the endless goblins, hobgoblins, bugbears, orcs, gnolls, and undead creatures have long been regarded by Zuo Si as a stable source of mana.
"So... you are now the chosen one of the Goddess of Poison and Disease?"
After a long silence, Alena was the first to ask.
"That's right! Not only did she give me the unique power of the chosen ones, she also gave me five levels of priests." Zuo Si nodded slightly.
"Is there any hidden danger?" David's tone was full of worry.
Because in Faerûn, gods mean faith and conflict
Anyone who has anything to do with them will inevitably encounter various dangers and troubles.
Zuo Si replied in a tone that was not very confident: "I don't think so. Talona has been targeted by the God of Suffering Ilmater, and it is unlikely that she will descend again in the short term. As for her church and believers, if they dare to cause trouble for me, I will just kill them all."
As he said this, Zuo Si's eyes revealed naked and undisguised coldness.
Anyway, the goddess herself doesn't care about the lives of those priests and believers, so why should he care?
This can be seen from the fact that Talona ruthlessly abandoned those high-ranking priests and left alone tonight.
"Well... I don't think it's necessary to make the relationship too awkward. After all, you are the chosen one, the only spokesperson appointed by God himself in the material world. Perhaps you can try to make a profit from the church of Lady Plague."
Wright offers a different approach.
Zuo Si looked at the half-orc who usually gave people the image of a rough man with some surprise, and immediately praised him: "Not bad! I didn't expect you to be unexpectedly wise at the critical moment. The identity of a voter should still play a significant role at certain times."
"Hehe! I learned this from the slave owners in Calim Port. Although they don't like the holy warriors and the church of good gods, they will also use the power of the latter to maintain order and rule."
Rhett scratched his head sheepishly.
Obviously, he is not stupid, he just doesn't like to use his brain.
Because truly stupid guys simply cannot survive for long in the treacherous environment of Port Calin.
Just when Zuo Si wanted to say something, Ai Luolin, who had been unconscious for half a day, finally groaned, then slowly opened her eyes and woke up.
The first thing she did after regaining consciousness was to get up from the ground and quickly look around. After about a minute or two, she asked loudly: "What happened during the time I was unconscious?"
"A lot of things happened. The most important of them was the arrival of the two incarnations of gods." Zuo Si gave a straightforward answer.
"Has the incarnation of the God of Suffering really arrived? Oh my God! Everything I just saw in my dream was actually real!"
Ai Luolin opened her mouth in surprise, then quickly lowered her head to check the simple amulet hanging around her neck.
As a result, on the surface of the amulet, there were indeed dense and criss-crossing scratches, as well as a little bit of divine power remaining on it.
Without any hesitation!
The young paladin immediately knelt on the ground, kissed the "holy mark" on the amulet, and prayed devoutly to Ilmater.
After three to five minutes, she spoke again and cautiously tested him: "Have you really become the Chosen One of Talona?"
"Well. Although this is not my own wish, you should understand that I cannot resist the will of a god." Zuo Si spread his hands helplessly.
"So what are you going to do next?" Ai Luolin continued to ask.
"According to the original plan, I will follow the caravan back to Athkatra first, help Bernard solve the problems in the Chamber of Commerce, and then set off for Candlekeep. Don't worry, I am not interested in preaching for the Goddess of Poison and Disease, and I don't agree with her ridiculous teachings at all."
Zuo Si did not hide anything and expressed his attitude openly.
Talona's teachings are so lame that no matter how you explain them, they will only make people feel disgusted.
Because this guy emphasizes that negative forces like death and pain are far greater than survival and joy.
It requires that everyone in the world must have greater respect for the first two.
At the same time, it also bluntly threatened that the power of disease and plague exists in everyone's body.
If you do not offer up all your wealth in fervent prayer, Talona will kill you through poison and plague.
Which normal person with a normal mind and mental health would take such a greedy and selfish god as his lifelong belief? Anyway, Zuo Si would rather be a non-believer and be buried on the wall after death, or sign a contract with the devil in hell and be reincarnated as a devil after death, rather than go to the kingdom of Talona.
These words immediately made Ai Luolin smile with relief: "I feel relieved to hear you say that. In addition, you ordered me to be knocked out before, probably to protect me and avoid a conflict with the evil priest who can summon the Balrog, right?"
I have to say, the fact that the Holy Knight does not bear grudges is kind of endearing.
Even if you do something bad to them, as long as your motives are good, they will immediately forgive you if you explain it a little afterwards.
Admiring Ai Luolin's pure eyes without a trace of dirt, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile: "It's best if you can figure this out. My personality determines that I don't like to fight against powerful enemies head-on, especially when there is not enough chance of winning. Finally, let me ask you, after this incident, you have almost completed your task and mission, right?"
"Yes. The God of Suffering clearly told me when I prayed just now that I have completed the trial with flying colors, and also gave me a celestial horse as a mount."
Having said that, Ai Luolin immediately cast a spell-like ability, and through complex gestures and spells, she summoned a large warhorse with wings, a body as white as snow, and full of benevolent aura.
This creature is so beautiful, with wisdom sparkling in its eyes. It is completely different from an ordinary horse.
Ai Luolin gently stroked the neck of the new mount and asked with a smile: "How is it? Isn't it great?"
"It suits you very well. But what I want to say is, now that your mission is completed, are you going to embark on the journey back to Calimport next?"
After going around in circles for a long time, Zuo Si finally revealed his true intention.
Because after the God of Suffering appeared, this young holy warrior lady had lost the only meaning of her existence in the team.
In addition, it is very inconvenient to bring a paladin with you, and it will restrict your own actions and make it impossible to use the Shadow Legion and necromancy magic without restraint.
So Zuo Si couldn't wait to "send it away".
"Ah? I...I haven't thought about this question." Ai Luolin was stunned.
Zuo Si immediately struck while the iron was hot and said, "I think you should indeed return to Kalin Port and report to the chief priest of the temple what happened along the way. After all, it has been almost a month since you left your hometown. Both your companions in the church and your family must be very worried."
"What you said seems to make sense..."
A thoughtful expression appeared on Eloline's face.
As a young girl in her early twenties, this was her first time to leave her hometown of Calin Port and come to such a faraway place to carry out a mission.
Now that the mission was accomplished, there was really no reason to continue following the caravan northwards.
Finally, after some coaxing and tricking from Zuo Si, the young holy warrior quickly made up his mind to mount the celestial horse and turned around to fly towards Myratma.
She planned to take a ship at the port of Myratma and return directly to the turbulent port of Calim.
As soon as Ai Luolin left, Rhett breathed a sigh of relief and complained in a low voice: "Finally she left. You know, with this girl in the team, I have to be careful not to swear even when I drink. Otherwise, she will definitely chatter in my ear for at least forty minutes."
"Hahaha! You're right! I totally agree! Master, I suggest you stay away from these holy warriors in the future. We are not the same kind of people as them." Alena also laughed and echoed.
There is no way! These two are both in the Chaotic camp, and they are naturally incompatible with the Lawful camp of the Paladin.
In contrast, Davian remained silent as always.
Although the intake of large amounts of red dragon blood turned him into a dragonborn, his calm personality was not affected at all.
Zuo Si rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Got it. I will try to avoid letting holy warriors join the team in the future. By the way, aren't Jaheira and Khalid awake yet? Could it be that you hit them too hard just now and caused problems with their brains?"
"Master, they have actually woken up a long time ago, but they have been pretending to be unconscious." Shooter Huntington suddenly interrupted.
moment!
Everyone present turned their eyes to the two harpists lying on the ground.
Seeing that his trick of "playing dead" was exposed, Jaheira immediately opened his eyes and sat up, took a deep breath and explained: "I was not pretending to be unconscious, but I was too shocked by what happened just now to know what to do. Two gods descending to incarnate is no small matter. And... did you really destroy a world with plague?"
"No! Strictly speaking, those plagues only destroyed a magical civilization that practiced slavery and affected a continent. And I didn't do it on purpose. It all started as an accident." Zuo Si corrected in a serious tone.
He didn't want to hear people give him titles like "World Destroyer" or "Destroyer".
"What is the matter with your body? Why is Talona so eager to make you her Chosen?" Jaheira asked, frowning.
From the perspective of the harpist, Zuo Si can undoubtedly be directly classified as a dangerous element.
Because no matter what his camp and subjective will be, he has already posed a huge threat to the surrounding environment and people.
"This is a very complicated matter, and I personally cannot explain it. You can ask Eloline or Ilmater. Anyway, the God of Suffering does not think I am a threat, and I hope you Harpers will not cause trouble for me. Otherwise, if I cross the line, I will not hesitate to fight back, and from now on I will regard the Harpers Alliance as an enemy to the death."
Zuo Si's words contained strong threats and warnings.
He understood that the Harper Alliance was not as kind and wonderful as the outside world rumored.
It is a spy organization that specializes in assassination, sabotage, intelligence gathering and theft.
The number of internal factions and chaotic management far exceeds most people's imagination.
Some more extreme guys will even take rash action without authorization if they think their target is a threat.
Therefore, many countries and city-states regard the Harper League and the Zhentarim as birds of a feather.
It is believed that these two organizations have caused considerable negative impact on their own rule and social stability.
At the same time, a decree was issued that if any member of either party was found, he would be immediately arrested and executed on the spot without trial.
Jaheira understood what Zuo Sixiang meant and immediately comforted him, "Don't worry. Since the God of Suffering has personally come forward to guarantee you, we Harpers will not easily cause trouble for you. But are you sure you can really control the dangerous things in your body?"
"Of course! They are now completely under my control."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and released a ball of black energy that exuded an evil aura like flame.
In the center of the energy ball, a hint of dark red can be vaguely seen.
It goes without saying that the black color is the divine power bestowed by Talona, ​while the red represents the power of the late god of murder, Baal.
In order to prove that he had the ability to control this terrifying force, Zuo Si quickly formed the energy ball into various shapes.
During the entire process, none of the terrible viruses, bacteria and toxins contained inside leaked out.
"Unbelievably evil! So creepy!"
Jaheira felt his scalp tingling when he saw this. He couldn't even imagine what disastrous consequences would be if this thing fell on a human or other creature.
"I couldn't agree more with you."
Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth with a meaningful smile, and then suddenly changed the subject: "But don't you think it would be very interesting if this power was used to deal with those evil monsters, such as orcs, gnolls, goblins, ogres, and trolls? I think you should fear not the power itself, but the person who uses it."
"No...no...that's not right! You shouldn't use this power. Because it will slowly erode your mind and thinking." Khalid retorted stutteringly.
"Perhaps."
Zuo Si shrugged indifferently, neither expressing his agreement nor making any attempt to refute or explain.
Because from the very beginning he intended to use the "spark" to digest and absorb the two divine powers in his body and transform them into something that belonged to him.
Therefore, no matter what attributes these divine powers had before, after the transformation is completed, they will become part of the planeswalker's power system like other energies.
In fact, more than ten minutes ago, when the incarnation of the God of Suffering left, Zuo Si had already been trying to use "sparks" to transform divine power.
However, the conversion efficiency is very low, which may be related to the low level of "spark". It is estimated that it will take several years to complete.
Without a doubt!
Zuo Si's ideas in this regard are in obvious conflict with those of Jaheira and Khalid, who are harpists.
So after a brief chat, both parties chose to remain silent.
Realizing that he could not change the mind of the Talona voter in front of him, Jaheira took the initiative to apply to leave the team.
Because she had to report this news to the top leaders of the Harper Alliance as soon as possible.
After all, the reason these two people joined was to ensure that the things in the box would not be stolen by the Church of Xirik.
Now that the box has been opened, the heart of Baal, the god of murder, inside has lost its divine power and become worthless, so there is naturally no need to keep it.
Just the opposite!
Since someone was able to salvage the Heart of Baal near Baldur's Gate Harbor.
Does that mean that there are still hands, feet, eyes, or other internal organs hidden in other places in the bay? After all, after foreseeing his own death, Baal, the god of murder, left countless offspring all over the continent of Faerun without any scruples.
Even non-intelligent beasts such as rabbits, foxes and wolves are not spared.
There is no guarantee that he would not deliberately scatter his organs and limbs with residual divine power to every corner of the world after his death.
Then he will use these evil things to kill people, so that mortals will remember the terrifying name of Baal, and then he can be resurrected.
For God, as long as believers have not forgotten themselves and still have influence in the material world, they will not really die.
"Master, can you just let them go? I think it would be safer to kill them and silence them."
Alena clearly has murderous intentions towards Jaheira and Khalid.
She could sense the attitudes of the two harpists, and the hostility that was inadvertently revealed.
But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "Forget it. In this world, killing someone doesn't necessarily silence them. For a high-level spellcaster, it's quite easy to get the information they want from a dead person. Besides, the Harper Alliance's backers are too powerful. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I don't want to go against them. What's more, Khalid and Jaheira are much more important than I thought."
As all the outsiders left, Rhett was the only one in the team who was not a summoned creature.
Especially after the red dragon and the strange objects joined the team, this guy's task of guarding the drow elves' captives was canceled, and he would secretly drink a few sips when he had nothing to do.
Zuo Si did not interfere in this matter.
Because unlike Alena, who was prone to getting drunk and causing trouble, Rhett was in significantly better physical shape and had never actually gotten drunk.
The group returned to the camp next to the ruins of Castle Texel with a large amount of spoils.
Zuo Si did not tell Bernard what had happened, but just said that he had encountered a group of robbers and sent him to sleep.
After daybreak, the greedy businessman brought his men to the battlefield of last night, taking with him all the weapons and armor that still had recycling value.
I plan to find a blacksmith to do some simple repairs on it after arriving in Zazesipo, and then sell them all to local adventurers or the army.
After all, all weapons and armor that can be used by a group of warriors, thieves, assassins, mages, and priests of a high professional level are basically all high-quality or have some magical properties.
…
The caravan continued along the road for another three days and finally arrived at the nominal capital of the Kingdom of Tethyr.
As the only "big" city in the country with a permanent population of over 100,000, the urban area of Zazesipo is divided into two by the Surdas River. The first impression it gives is that it is lively and prosperous.
However, like Myratma, the number of arcane spellcasters here is also quite small.
Only three or five wizard towers can be seen scattered within the city.
There are almost no people selling or buying magic items in the market.
Although the city is nominally the capital of the Kingdom of Tethyr, since the country currently has no nominal supreme ruler, it is now ruled by an institution called the "Lord's Council".
To put it simply, it is an "aristocratic republic" like the ancient Roman Senate on Earth.
Precisely because it is filled with various power and interest struggles and is unable to speak with one voice, Dazazesipo is one of the very few regions that has declared to remain neutral and has not been involved in the country's civil war.
Countless people displaced by the war fled their homes and came here to seek refuge.
Ragged beggars and skinny refugees can be seen everywhere in the streets.
However, the "Lords' Council" at least had some humanity and did not let these poor people starve to death.
Every day in the evening a small piece of dark bread and a bowl of salty, sticky oatmeal was provided.
They usually do not stay in the city for too long and are soon assigned to villages and estates in the countryside to engage in agricultural and animal husbandry production.
Those with skills, knowledge and craftsmanship will be absorbed by the city’s workshops, chambers of commerce and other institutions.
Since slavery was nominally prohibited in the Kingdom of Tethyr, the worst-case scenario was signing an "employment contract" of ten to twenty years, or a "body indenture."
"We are lucky that it didn't rain along the way. Otherwise, it would not be easy to push out the carriage full of goods stuck in the mud." The mercenary captain sighed slightly as he walked on the street.
But Bernard was obviously not so optimistic. Instead, he looked at the dark clouds above his head and said, "Compared to the first half, I am more worried about the second half. Whether it is crossing the Xingxuan Mountains or crossing the Wildas Forest, these two sections are more difficult to travel. If it rains heavily now, we may be trapped here for several days."
"That can't be helped. Compared to this, I would rather find a hotel as soon as possible to take a hot bath, eat a decent meal, and then have a good sleep."
There was a hint of fatigue on Zuo Si's face.
Of course, this is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.
Perhaps it was because he had been under too much pressure recently, or perhaps it was because he was not used to being a voter. In any case, he had been in a state of tension for the past two days. Even writing a diary to relieve stress could not relax his tense nerves.
Yes!
The reason why Zuo Si developed the "improper" habit of writing a diary was, on the one hand, to release accumulated pressure and keep his mind in a relatively healthy state.
After all, whether as a time traveler or a planeswalker, he has a lot of secrets hidden in his heart, and he has no way to find anyone to talk to.
And writing a diary has become a channel for venting.
And by reading what he had written previously afterwards, Zuo Si was able to judge his mental state at the time.
Then, with a little comparison, he could immediately perceive the changes in his thoughts and consciousness over time.
This plays a very significant role in preventing one from being assimilated by the natives of the other world and becoming one of them.
I don’t know if it was Bernard’s “bad luck”, but ever since he said he was worried about rain, the clouds above our heads started to drip raindrops.
In desperation, the caravan could only book a decent hotel nearby and stay there first.
Just as Bernard was busy directing everyone to move the goods to the yard where they would not be exposed to the rain, and at the same time untying the horses and sending them to the livestock shed to feed them.
Zuo Si's small team sat down early at the dining table in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel and began to look through the menu brought by the maid.
Sudden!
For some reason, the half-orc Rhett suddenly exclaimed, pointed at the last few pages of the menu and said, "Oh my God! Are these things really for human consumption? Four pieces of bread cost ten silver coins! This is simply robbery!"
"That's nothing. Look at these expensive cakes. A box costs one gold coin. The elven bread that is said to be made by the elves of Evergathering Island costs two gold coins per loaf."
Alena soon discovered something unusual about the hotel's menu.
You should know that in most places in Faerun, a few copper coins can fill the stomach of a two-meter-tall man, and there will definitely be no lack of meat in the meal.
As for bread, it usually cost four or five pieces to one copper coin.
The two people's intense reaction undoubtedly aroused Zuo Si's interest.
He took the menu and glanced at it, and found that this inn not only sold expensive cakes and bread, but also noodles, a specialty food from the distant eastern continent of Karatu.
Moreover, the outrageous price of fifteen gold coins was charged for less than half a kilogram.
At the end of the menu, there is a logo with a lady’s profile.
Zuo Si had also seen this logo on the stall of Aisha, a magic item merchant in Port Calin.
It symbolizes a chain of franchise stores spread across major cities on the west coast of Faerun, specializing in selling high-priced magic items, scrolls, potions and luxury goods - Aurora Magic Shop.
It is said that the owner of Aurora Magic Shop is a very powerful female wizard named Aurora.
Not only did she travel all over the continent of Faerun, she also maintained close ties with many dimensional merchants.
One can often get some strange but very precious and rare things from other material planes, and even from Hell, Abyss, Mount Heaven, Astral Plane, Elemental Plane, Sigil City and other places.
No matter who you are, as long as you pay a large franchise fee, you can announce that you are a member of Aurora Magic Shop.
At the same time, you can also purchase goods from the channels located in Deep Water City’s headquarters at relatively low prices.
Zuo Si had heard Elsa talk about how the Aurora Magic Shop operated, but he never expected that an inn in Zazesibo would be willing to spend so much money to be a "sucker".
He even doubted how many people in this city could afford a bowl of noodles at fifteen gold coins, or a loaf of elven bread at two gold coins.
However, driven by curiosity, Zuo Si ordered a bowl of noodles from Karatu in the Eastern Continent and two loaves of elven bread for everyone in the incredulous eyes of Rhett and Alena.
While waiting for the food to be served, the half-orc chef and boss, who looked only half the height of a normal person, even ran out from the kitchen himself, wanting to see this customer who had spent more than a hundred gold coins on a single meal.
"Damn! That's crazy! I bet this is the most expensive meal I've ever had in my life."
Looking at the big bowl of noodles and two loaves of bread in front of him, Rhett couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
"Believe me, once you take a bite, you will be immediately conquered by the subtle taste and think they are worth the money." The halfling boss assured.
Just when he was about to introduce to these wealthy guests how to eat noodles.
Suddenly I noticed that Zuo Si at the side had added seasonings into the bowl with very skillful movements, and used two small wooden sticks to pick up the noodles without any obstacles and started to eat slowly and methodically.
The latter commented as he ate: "Too much ginger and garlic, which slightly destroyed the freshness and taste of the seafood soup. The noodles were a little overcooked, and they were not soaked in cold water after being taken out of the pot, otherwise they should be chewier. I'll just give it a passing score. Did I really have too high expectations?"
moment!
The half-man boss was so shocked by this rather professional review that he was speechless.
After half a minute, he asked cautiously, "Sir, have you ever been to the headquarters of Aurora Magic Shop in Waterdeep City? Or have you ever been to Karatu, the distant eastern continent?"
"I have been to Karatu, I think." Zuo Si replied with a shrug.
After taking a few mouthfuls of the steaming hot noodle soup, his tense nerves inexplicably relaxed.
Maybe it's the food itself that makes the brain happy, or maybe it's the familiar taste of hometown that's at work.
In short, the indescribable fatigue finally eased.
Just based on this point, the more than one hundred gold coins were not wasted.
The halfling boss nodded in sudden realization: "I see. I'm very sorry, but there aren't many customers here in a year who are willing to spend fifteen gold coins on a meal of noodles, so my cooking skills are inevitably a little rusty."
Zuo Si smiled very reasonably: "It's okay. There's nothing we can do about it. But I'm a little curious, what made you want to join the Aurora Magic Shop? You know, if you don't do the magic item business, it's almost difficult to make any profit just by selling expensive luxury goods and food."
“Alas—all of this stems from an unattainable dream.
When I was young, I traveled around as a thief and was an adventurer for a while.
Later, by chance, I tasted these jaw-droppingly expensive delicious foods at the headquarters of Aurora Magic Shop in Waterdeep.
From then on, I vowed to bring all the delicious food back to my hometown so that more people can taste it.
But who could have imagined that all this would come to naught with the fire in Texel Castle more than a decade ago.
The king's death plunged the country into unrest and civil war.
Almost all the nobles invested their money into bottomless armaments and did not buy luxury goods and delicacies in large quantities like before.
Now, let alone a bowl of noodles for fifteen gold coins, even a simple set meal for two copper coins is too expensive for many people to afford.”
When the halfling boss mentioned the civil strife in the Kingdom of Tethyr over the past decade or so, he couldn't help but sigh.
As we all know, high value-added luxury goods are highly dependent on high-end consumers.
If this group of people suddenly changes their consumption concept and stops investing their money in these meaningless things, the original market will shrink rapidly.
In addition, Aurora Magic Shop itself does not produce these things, but purchases them directly from the place of origin through teleportation magic.
Apart from anything else, just using high-level mages as deliverymen or establishing a stable portal between the two places means that the price of these noodles from Karatu will definitely not be too low.
There is neither a market nor room for price cuts.
This shows how difficult it is for a halfling boss to run his business.
"Then why not go to another place? For example, go south to the prosperous Port Calin, or go north to the gold coin capital Askatla? These two cities should have enough nobles and wealthy businessmen who are willing to spend a lot of money to taste exotic food." Zuo Si asked with interest.
But the halfling boss smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you think I haven't thought about it? Athkatra is full of people from the Shadow Thieves Guild. It's difficult for an outsider like me to gain a foothold. Besides, Aurora Magic Shop also has members in Amn. According to the agreement, it's impossible for me to compete with them for business. As for Calimport, the environment is not as good as Athkatra."
Zuo Si smiled meaningfully and shook his head, asking, "Why do we have to cooperate with Aurora Magic Shop?
Noodles are made by mixing wheat flour, water and a small amount of additives together and then stretching them to make pasta.
There is nothing too difficult about the technology itself.
I can even give dozens of methods and recipes for different flavors.
As for the Shadow Thieves, please don't worry, I can help you deal with them."
"You mean..."
The halfling boss's eyes lit up slightly, as if he saw hope of escaping his current predicament.
"What I mean is, why don't we work together to open a gourmet restaurant in Askatra. I'll provide the money, technology, and handle any problems that may arise, and you'll be in charge of the business and make all kinds of gourmet food. As for the profits, we'll split them 30% and 70% respectively. I'll take 70% and you'll take 30%."
Zuo Si put forward his ideas directly.
Obviously, he did this on a spur of the moment basis.
Even if you don't make much money, at least you can satisfy your appetite.
You have to know that in this damn place called Faerun, there are so many "dark dishes" that you never know how bad the next bite of food you are going to eat will taste.
Moreover, places like hotels and pubs are excellent places to find out all kinds of gossip.
If you have a pub or inn of your own, it is equivalent to having a stable source of intelligence.
Occasionally, you can also issue commissions to ask adventurers and mercenaries to help complete tasks that are inconvenient for them to do in person.
"Hmm...it sounds pretty good. Can you give me a few days to think about it?" The half-orc boss was obviously tempted.
"Of course! You can always come see me before the caravan leaves."
After saying this, Zuo Si gave the other person an encouraging look, then stood up and walked towards the room upstairs.
He believed that with such generous conditions, the halfling would definitely understand.
…
At the same time, far away near the ruins of Castle Texel, two sneaky figures were carefully examining the place where the two incarnations of the gods had landed not long ago.
After a full minute, the taller man couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Damn it! What happened on earth in this damn place? Why are there so many corpses of church members over there, but there are traces of fighting here, but not even a single corpse can be found?"
"Maybe it was buried or disposed of?" another person guessed in a slightly low voice.
The former shook his head vigorously: "No! It's absolutely impossible! If it was buried, there must be traces of being dragged and new soil turned over. I suspect something big happened here."
"According to the information we got in Mylatma, the two Harpers who escaped from Calimport seem to be in this caravan. Perhaps we should find them first, and then get more information through interrogation and torture."
"Good idea! We should set off for Zazesibo right away and figure things out before the enemy enters the complicated Xingxuan Mountains."
"I have a hunch! If the investigation goes smoothly and we obtain important intelligence, you and I will be appreciated by the big shots in the inner circle, and we will rise to great heights from now on."
"Hehe! I hope to become a big shot in the inner circle one day. Do you know that recently many high-ranking officials, including Lord Mansong, have been in a mess because of religious issues."
"Yes! I heard about it. The God of Tyranny, Bane, is dead, but there are still some guys who are ignorant of the times and still refuse to convert to the Lord of Lies, Cyric. But we are different, right?"
"That's right! Praise the great Dark Sun!"
"Praise the great Dark Sun!"
Sorry for getting up late.
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