Chapter 31

Before my eyes was Martin's excited and agitated face. The stagnant time continued to flow after waiting for his arrival, and the memories that had been diluted by real life became vivid again.

Ever since he agreed to go to the island with Martin, Martin has been looking forward to it, as if he is determined that this trip to the island will change the stagnant experimental status quo.

——Jiang Zhulang really wanted to ask him who gave him the confidence...

After thinking for a long time, he decided to keep Luoxia in the Holy Spirit Medicine Association. It was not that Jiang Zhulang thought he was a burden, but he was afraid of any accidents on the way.

As the author who designed the island level, he knew better than anyone how dangerous this trip was, and even he was not sure he could escape unscathed. In that case, why drag Roshia into the suffering?

——Even if he could go back, Roshia in a parallel universe was actually hurt.

Moreover, his safety can be said to be greatly guaranteed if he stays in the Holy Spirit Apothecary Society. Even those people who are jealous of "MSI" would never have thought that he would stay here.

"Lan Nuo, I'm not going to be on the island trip..."

The day after Jiang Zhulang packed his luggage, Luo Xia came to him.

Compared to the past when he kept everything to himself and endured discomfort silently, Luoshia is now much more open and is willing to speak directly when he has problems.

Jiang Zhulang was very satisfied with his transformation, which showed that he had unknowingly stretched out soft tentacles from that closed body.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhulang looked at him with a look of relief and inexplicable kindness, which made Luo Xiya feel uneasy and thought to himself:

Why is Lan Nuo looking at him as if he were his son?

"You know, this is very dangerous." Jiang Zhulang hesitated in the organization's language, "Few people have set foot on the edge of the mainland, not to mention that even Martin knows the news of the healing medicine, let alone other people?"

Ignoring Martin's dissatisfied shouting, "Hey, Lan Nuo, please explain clearly, what do you mean by even me?! I am well-informed, okay?"

Jiang Zhulang continued: "So, it will be safer for you to stay here."

Luo Xiya frowned and took out from the storage ring...

A weapon that looks like a flintlock but has the power of a cannon.

Jiang Zhulang: ???

MARTIN：Ooo!

Martin's eyes widened, he swallowed tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Luo, Luo Xia, even if Lan Nuo doesn't take you, you also... cough, you don't have to take out this thing..."

He shuddered in fear as he looked at the alchemical weapon that had dented a large hole in the hardest stone on the continent, having no doubt that this thing could easily kill him.

Martin began to wonder if he had ever bullied Roshia:

When Roshia brought food to Lanno, he asked for a portion; he didn't want to deal with three buckets of Fugo caterpillars so he threw them to him; when he asked Lanno basic questions, he laughed at him...

MARTIN: ...It's over. Will I be able to see the sun tomorrow?

Jiang Zhulang glanced at Martin, whose eyes were dull and his face was pale, in confusion, wondering what was wrong with him.

He was both surprised and delighted, and couldn't help but touch the cold and exquisite creation in front of him: "Luo Xiya, when did you create this...?"

"A few days ago, I wanted to give you a surprise, but you said you wanted to leave me here alone." His voice was a little muffled, and Jiang Zhulang inexplicably felt guilty.

Loshia: "Perhaps with it, you will be more secure."

Jiang Zhulang thought he would try again, but who knew he would directly hand this extremely lethal weapon into his hands.

His lips slightly opened, but before he could say anything, Martin forced his way between the two of them, his face turning from pale to red, and he grasped the two men's hands. Three pairs of hands of different colors and states were awkwardly clasped together, unable to be separated for a moment.

Martin laughed loudly. "Loshia, you are awesome. With this weapon, maybe the healing elixir can be ours! Come with us. I believe that this weapon can only exert its greatest power in the hands of its inventor!"

He made the arrangements on his own, and then turned to seek Jiang Zhulang's opinion: "Lan Nuo, what do you think? I think a weak and noble potion master like me really needs the protection of a tall, mighty and powerful person like Luo Xiya... Oh, and your fragile little body!"

Jiang Zhulang: ...

You've said it all, what else can he say?

What's more, Luo Xia looked at him expectantly and was obviously very moved.

Jiang Zhulang nodded helplessly: "But there is one thing I have to correct you, I am not weak, only you."

Martin: "? I don't believe it! What is your bloodline talent? What about Roshia? You must be the 'brain', right? I am the 'Divine Protection'. Although my combat power is not much, it is enough to be a support."

Talking about his talent, Martin is very proud of himself.

Divine Protection is an excellent bloodline ranked in the top 50. It is an excellent auxiliary that can provide various benefits to teammates and greatly improve the team's combat effectiveness.

It can be said that every warlock with "divine blessing" is a rare treasure in the adventurer team, and is also an indispensable and important supporting role in many legendary novels. They are born to make achievements on the mainland.

Despite his bloodline, he is just a potion master with a strange reputation in the Holy Spirit Potion Society, and all he knows about is mushrooms.

The intelligent brain he mentioned was ranked in the middle range, but it had an innate advantage in potions and alchemy. It could always keep the warlock's mind clear and increase his insight and analytical ability to a certain extent.

Luoshia shook his head: "I'm not a warlock." He said this with a calm expression, without any reluctance or deeply hidden inferiority.

Roshia thought: After making the "Microstar" and the Arcane Lance, he had come to terms with the past.

So what if he couldn't become a warlock? His best friend had the blood of a king, and he had alchemy weapons that were enough to defeat most warlocks. He even had the ability to control the life and death of ordinary warlocks.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on the weapon.

Martin smiled awkwardly: "Ahaha, is that so... It's okay, it's okay. Being a warlock is nothing special. Look at you, you are not a 'brain', but you are more powerful than a 'brain'..."

He knew that he had touched people's hearts, so he looked at Jiang Zhulang and asked, "Lan Nuo... is it you?"

Jiang Zhulang was speechless. He patted Luo Xiya comfortingly and said, "If your brain is not damaged, you should know what the threshold of becoming a potion master is."

Martin suddenly understood. “Oh! Look at me, I forgot all about this. Hahaha. In that case, it’s totally fine. For the sake of mushrooms, go go go!”

Just like that, the original two-person island trip turned into a three-person trip. After they each packed a lot of luggage, they set off on their journey.

To be honest, Jiang Zhulang was still thinking about how to persuade Luo Xiya to stay in the apothecary club, but when he saw the arcane gun, or perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it a portable arcane cannon, he gave up the idea of ​​leaving him alone the moment he saw it.

Just kidding, warlocks are human, not gods. Although they have some extraordinary abilities, they are also subject to birth, aging, illness and death. With the weapon bonus, Roshia's combat power is no longer his shortcoming. He doesn't even need to aim. He can kill most of the enemies with just a random attack of guns and cannons.

Even when he was already sitting in the carriage heading to his destination, Jiang Zhulang still hadn't figured out how things had come to this point. How had Roshia single-handedly created this powerful weapon that could be called a dimensionality-reduction strike?

He was clearly with them every day, making medicine while feeling dizzy.

Could it be that during a long conversation, he told Roshia that no matter how powerful the arcane was, it would still be affected by gunfire and artillery bombardment... God knows he was just saying it casually, but who knew he would actually do it.

For no reason, Jiang Zhulang felt that "Lan Nuo" was not the protagonist, and the real protagonist of the comic should be Roshia. Otherwise, how could he break the constraints of the world view technology tree so easily?

The boredom during the trip obviously needed to be overcome by aimlessly daydreaming. Looking at the task progress bar on the system panel that had risen by more than half, Jiang Zhulang thought of Cross again.

Logically speaking, since he had told him the news about the healing elixir so early, the relevant information should not have leaked out.

Although the medicinal materials were not yet mature at that time, any normal person would know to block the information and wait and see to avoid any unexpected events, right?

Could it be that he deliberately spread the news to attract competitors, but in fact he had already laid countless traps on the islands?

Thinking of his settings, Jiang Zhulang nodded slightly: This is indeed something he can do.

Although it's totally unnecessary.