Chapter 175 Everything is ready
"How is it, are you satisfied?" Abel said with a smile.
Crown saw that the conditions in the room were much better than those in the detention room and the area was more than twice as large.
The furniture in the room was made of red oak, and there were several plates of fruit and a bottle of red wine on the table.
“Very satisfied.”
Abel said casually, "Hey, this is a bishop-level lounge. I think you get along very well with me, so I'll let you stay here for a while."
If you have done someone a favor, you must speak up about it, otherwise it will be wasted.
"Thank you, you've been a great help."
"You're welcome. We are fellow believers. If you need any help, you can ask me for help. I have been working in the logistics department for many years and I have some abilities. My name is Abel."
Clown could tell that the other party was trying to make friends with him, because the last time he came to collect supplies, he was also received by the other party.
It was obvious that the other party no longer remembered him.
The reason for such enthusiasm this time was that the approval of Archbishop Flanders played a key role. It was obvious that the other party had misunderstood something.
Clown was happy with his misunderstanding: "My name is Clown Moya. I just happened to ask you something. Do you know if there is a way to buy more firepower potions? I will buy them with gold spirit coins."
There are many fire warriors in the church, but not all of them are young and strong. There are also some elderly warriors whose health is declining.
If these people do not have the determination to go further, the supplies they have received should be exchanged for other resources.
"How many fire potions can you take?"
Abel was ecstatic, he really had a way.
Firepower Potion is an auxiliary potion specially provided for fire warriors, which can significantly speed up the progress of fire breath.
This kind of potion cannot be sold at a high price if it is sold outside, so it can only be consumed internally. Many old soldiers asked him to sell their extra firepower potions.
The target customers of the potion are young warriors who are motivated and want to improve quickly, but these young warriors may not have sufficient financial resources.
These veterans are reluctant to disrupt the market by cutting prices, so there are very few months where all sales are completed, leaving a backlog for the next batch of firepower potions.
I asked the right person, I found the way. Clown smiled: "What is the current market situation?"
"The current price is two gold spirit coins for one, and then you will get ten gold shields in return. You can go and ask about it."
Abel calmly quoted a price, which was a bit exaggerated.
In fact, few people are willing to use gold spirit coins to buy firepower potions. Everyone uses gold shields to settle accounts. The price of a firepower potion fluctuates around one hundred gold shields.
He was not worried about his words being exposed, because the official channel Golden Spirit Coin was worth two hundred gold shields, but if he wanted to exchange gold shields for Golden Spirit Coins, he would need to pay an additional 10 gold shields as a handling fee.
On the black market, the exchange rate between Golden Spirit Coin and Golden Shield is around 1:215.
If he could make the deal, he would not only get two gold shields for each of the old soldiers as a thank-you fee, but he could also get five more gold shields by selling them on the black market.
Crown nodded slightly. He realized that Abel was also acting as a broker.
There must be something fishy about the other party's words, so he will go and ask someone to verify it. If the fishy truth is not too big, he will stop bargaining and buy the goods from the other party.
However, he doesn't have many spirit coins now, and he needs to increase his income.
"Okay, I'll buy some fire potions from you when I run out. Since you're so capable, I wonder if you can get some low-quality spirit coins. Gray or white will do."
Inferior spirit coins soaked in golden talisman water can be converted into high-quality golden spirit coins. He has never expanded this channel of making money, and he has no foundation in Rhine City.
If the other party has such channels, he will do this business. If not, he can only ask the other party to help him attract blacksmith business.
"Do you know any high-level alchemists who are proficient in tempering?"
Abel felt that the favor he did today was well worth it, and now he can see the rewards.
There are only two ways to convert inferior spirit coins into gold spirit coins on a large scale: through the church's purification array or through tempering by a high-level alchemist.
A large portion of the golden spirit coins purified in the church needs to be handed over as the operating funds of the church, and the rest is distributed among the senior leaders. The people below can only have a little bit of the soup. There are very complicated interest relationships involved.
The most likely reason why the other party purchased inferior spirit coins is that he knew a high-level alchemist outside, or that he himself was a high-level alchemist.
Crown smiled but said nothing.
Abel confirmed his guess. After the gray fog fell, supernatural cases tended to increase significantly. The original two processing channels were close to saturation, but there were still quite a lot of low-quality spirit coins flowing into the market.
If the other party has the ability to refine spirit coins, then the money earned will be much more than the transaction of firepower potions.
Exhaling gently, Abel tried to keep his voice steady:
"I can get a lot of low-quality spirit coins. Now is the time to test your ability to handle it."
"I can only give you an answer tomorrow. I'll come to you tomorrow evening."
At present, I cannot expose my extraordinary transformation ability, otherwise if it is noticed by someone with ulterior motives, it may cause trouble. After all, money can make people tempted.
Clown was now much more cautious in his actions. After thinking about it, he decided to try out how much firepower potion he would need every day, and then only process the corresponding number of gold spirit coins.
How can you let big customers run around? Abel waved his hand quickly: "I'll come to see you tomorrow night. I've been talking for so long, but I still don't know which department you work in, brother?"
The main reason was that he was worried that someone would steal his wealth.
"Yes, I'll be back here in the evening. I'm a senior blacksmith and work in a forging workshop. If any of my friends want to customize weapons or armor, I can help introduce them so that my brother won't be busy in vain."
"Great," Abel complimented, giving a thumbs up.
"Let's talk some time. I need to get to the workshop as soon as possible," Klauen said goodbye.
"Here's the key," Abel handed over the key to the room.
. . . .
As a senior blacksmith, Crown does not need to go to work on time, as long as he can complete the corresponding workload.
A senior blacksmith needs to complete the forging of three sets of armor and fifteen extraordinary weapons every month, as well as ten pieces of equipment repair work.
For him, it's not a problem at all.
He decided to see how much firepower potion Abel could provide, and then decide whether to exceed the required task of the senior blacksmith.
"Bruce, do you have any extra star iron? I need to forge a weapon for a friend, and it will take about thirty pounds."
"Yes, I'll give it to you. It's only two gold spirit coins at a friendly price," Blue was smoking leisurely and watching the apprentices work.
Crown took out two gold spirit coins and handed them over.
He forged the weapon in just one morning.
During the forging process, he circulated his fire breath, which allowed him to forge the weapon and practice breathing techniques at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.
Cloud patterns dotted the blade. With a flick of the finger, the sharp sword made a crisp clanging sound.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Klauen used his fire breath to infuse the weapon with life force.
As the weapon glowed with a red halo, golden evil-killing talisman patterns suddenly appeared on its surface.
The gold is so dazzling that it is not affected by the red halo at all.
At noon, he handed the weapon to Jason and said, "Try the breathing method quickly."
Jason injected the source of life into it, and golden lines also appeared on the surface of the weapon, but the light was much dimmer than when he used it.
"According to what you said, even if I don't use fire breath, the weapon can still cause damage to spirits, right?"
Klauen nodded slightly: "Yes, the specific effect is unknown, so please do a test and tell me the detailed results."
"No problem." Jason sheathed his sword and asked, "How many gold coins will it take to support your business?"
He had weapons made of Valyrian steel and was not very interested in this star steel sword. The reason he was willing to buy it was because he would ask his friends to repair his weapons and armor in the future.
Klauen waved his hand and said, "No money, just test the damage to the spirits and return the weapon to me afterwards. If the effect is good enough, I can make a weapon for you with better materials.
By the way, do you know how much it would cost if you bought firepower potion from someone else?"
"One gold shield is 97 or 98. If you want to buy in bulk, you can contact the logistics department. Many people ask them to sell it for them. I suggest you use one on the first day and two on the second day. Use them alternately, otherwise it will cause great harm to your body."
Clown had an idea in mind. Abel's price was acceptable. The other party should be making money from the difference between the exchange of spirit coins and gold shields.
However, since he is buying in large quantities, he still needs to bargain.
In the afternoon, he returned to the workshop and did not work. He just found a secluded corner to practice fire breathing.
He first summoned the golden wall and took a look at the current proficiency of the fire breath.
Then he took out a bottle of fire potion, uncorked it and drank it. It felt like a cup of chili water was poured down his throat, and his throat felt burning.
A stream of heat rose from his stomach, radiating heat to his entire body. His skin immediately began to turn red, like a steamed hairy crab.
Clown did not dare to delay and immediately started practicing the fire breath.
Two hours later, when the effect of the firepower potion wore off, he was close to collapse.
Because the body temperature rises, the body sweats a lot.
Summon the golden wall again.
[Flame Breath: 802/7000; Level 2]
The proficiency increased by 45 points in two hours, which was about 50% higher than without taking the firepower potion.
. . . .
One day later, in the evening.
Crown returned to his residence and found Abel waiting at the door.
"Sorry for the long wait. Please come in."
He took out the key, opened the door, and invited the other person in.
In the past two days, he experimented and found out how much firepower potion he needed in a day, and three were enough.
He now spends about nine hours a day on breathing techniques, and his proficiency in fire breath can increase by about 170 points a day. It is expected that he will be able to reach the third level within two months.
By this calculation, he only needs to purchase about forty low-quality spirit coins, plus the firepower potions he receives every month, which is enough for him to use.
"Haha," Abel laughed before he spoke. "Have you figured out how many low-quality spirit coins you can consume every month?"
"Currently, I can only refine fifty Gray Spirit Coins per month. Please also prepare fifty firepower potions for me. I will need them in ten days."
"Oh, I see," Abel was a little disappointed. He expected the other party to be able to process more than a hundred low-quality spirit coins every month.
"Then I will bring you gray spirit coins tomorrow and settle the gold spirit coins according to the official exchange rate."
"No problem, but the price of the firepower potion you gave me is a bit expensive. I want to buy fifty at a time, and forty-six gold spirit coins are enough."
Abel thought about it and realized that he could only earn one or two gold shields from selling firepower potions. However, thinking that they could establish a long-term cooperative relationship for spirit coin tempering, he readily agreed: "No problem."
“It’s a pleasure to work with you,” Crowne extended his right hand.
(End of this chapter)