Chapter 69 Craftsmanship
Crown reported all the magic plant main ingredients that were missing for refining the potion, and waited for the other party's answer a little nervously.
If I could gather enough of these materials, I would be able to greatly improve my proficiency in herbal medicine, and perhaps I could try to help little Alan make herbal potions.
One more extraordinary person will provide an extra guarantee for the stability of the church situation.
"I remember some. Let me find them for you." Nick stood up. "I will collect extraordinary materials for a year and exchange them with the church's supply team when they arrive before winter."
He walked over to the wooden cabinet in the corner of the room and began to search through it.
"There are quite a few Wild Steel Flowers and Demon King Grass, but only three Soul-Soothing Grasses. Do you want more?" the priest asked, turning around.
"Yes, I want all of them as long as you have them," Clown said with a smile, "Herbal medicine requires a lot of refining to make great progress, but what should we trade with, spirit coins?"
Nick nodded. "Yes, it's a spiritual currency transaction. However, I'll give it to you on credit this time. With the coming of the gray fog, the price of these magic plants should drop a bit. After all, the output will slowly increase."
He walked back to the center of the room and handed out the boxes in his hand: "Weigh them yourself when you get back and report to me."
"Okay," Crown took the things and put them next to him.
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Father, we can't get support from the church. It's too passive to rely on just a few of us extraordinary people. I wonder if we can arm those mortals as well?"
"How?"
"Like the last time we were attacked by cultists, if we had enough guns, those ordinary people would be able to cause enough damage to those mutated beasts. In that case, we only need to deal with the extraordinary evil creatures."
"You're right. I've thought about this, too. But Zak is a remote town, and the patrol team only has about thirty people. They are only armed with ten semi-automatic rifles and forty pistols, and they don't have enough ammunition. After the last battle, they've used up about a quarter of their bullets.
In this situation, it is impossible to buy guns and ammunition from other places, so it is better to find a qualified blacksmith to make a batch of crossbows. There is also an abandoned iron mine nearby, and some ore can be excavated from it. Originally, I planned to start dealing with this problem after the fortifications outside the church were built. "
The two discussed some details and the food reserves. Before they knew it, the gray runes in the room lit up and turned silver-white.
Crown saw that the surrounding walls, including the dome and floor, became transparent, as if floating in the boundless starry sky.
At this time, there was a gray fog filling the air outside, surging with evil spirits that looked like they had fangs and claws.
He couldn't help but frowned: "How could the gray fog be outside? Then the people in the church must be..."
"When the red moon shines on the earth, the world's spirituality is unprecedentedly active. The sanctuary communicates with the spiritual plane, so you can see the gray fog," Nick explained. "You can think of the spiritual plane as an illusory overlapping world."
"In fact, ever since the advent of the red moon, the spiritual plane has begun to be corroded by this gray fog. The church is not sure whether it is the evil gods that brought the gray fog, or the gray fog that brought the evil gods. The function of the sanctuary is to isolate this corrosion."
Clown was puzzled: "In the real world, the erosion we suffer is not so serious, so why do we need to communicate with the spiritual plane? Although ordinary people cannot feel this plane, are they also affected by this erosion?"
"Let me answer your first question first. The church calls this kind of erosion spiritual pollution. It takes several days to eliminate the adverse effects. Extraordinary people have a keener spiritual sense. In the outside world, we will definitely feel erosion today.
Entering the sanctuary will completely isolate us from this kind of erosion, so we don’t have to spend time removing spiritual pollution, and we can also get other benefits.”
Nick paused and continued, "The second question is that only when you sense the spiritual plane will you be eroded. Ordinary people don't have sharp spiritual perceptions, so they won't be polluted by this kind of soul.
For example, there is a tiger in front of two people. One person knows that tigers can kill people, so he will feel afraid. The extraordinary person is this person;
The other person is a fool who does not know that the tiger will eat him, but is not afraid. Ordinary people are such fools, and therefore they are not spiritually polluted.
Crown nodded to show that he understood.
The priest pointed outside and said, "Don't worry about the gray fog. It is impossible for it to break through the defenses here, at least not in the next few years. The magic array engraved in the sanctuary is a simplified version of the magic array of the Sanctuary in the previous era. It still has some ability."
“The red moon shines, and the magic array of the sanctuary is automatically activated. The spiritual factors in this area are active. This is what I mean by the benefit.
I want to start understanding the Bible, maybe I can understand a little bit of the true meaning of the law, please do as you please."
Nick said, sat down on the cushion and began to pray silently.
Crown also sat down cross-legged. The priest said that the sanctuary could resist all erosion, and he began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.
As expected, this time he did not become restless and unable to concentrate like he did the last time on the full moon night. He focused on his visualization.
After forty great cycles, he ended his visualization.
At this time, five hours had passed, and he summoned the golden wall to check the increase in his proficiency.
According to the previous growth rate, forty visualization cycles can increase the proficiency by about eighty points.
[Golden Light Mantra: 6806/50000; Level 1]
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Not bad, the efficiency has increased by 50%, Crown grinned.
However, there is still a long way to go to improve the Golden Light Mantra, and he plans to use the remaining time to hone his abilities as a spirit controller.
He took out a golden spirit coin and a smile appeared on his face again.
Those low-quality spirit coins have been purified into the highest quality gold after being continuously soaked in the golden talisman water.
You should know that there are believers praying in the church hall most of the day, and the magic circles carved inside continuously produce holy water.
The operation of the magic circle can also purify the spirit coins that Nick placed under the angel statue.
The priest said that now it takes four or five days to purify about ten gray spirit coins into gold. It used to take half a year to achieve this effect, but a gray spirit coin only needs to be soaked in two pieces of golden talisman water to be purified into gold.
He had acquired another skill to make money, and now he had a total of thirty-six spirit coins in his hands.
Once the church resumes contact with the outside world, Crown will prepare to purchase low-quality spirit coins.
As the spiritual concentration in the world increases, the output of spiritual coins will increase a lot in the future, and his business will grow bigger and bigger. What limits his development is the output of golden talismans.
Holding the spirit coin in his palm, Clown took a few steps to the side. When he was a little further away from the priest, he sat down again and sank his consciousness into the sea of knowledge.
Through the literacy of extraordinary knowledge, he has learned how to improve as a spirit master in the early stages.
Attaching his consciousness completely to the hourglass, he began to control its rotation.
A thin golden thread that was imperceptible to the naked eye floated on the spirit coin and sank into the palm of his hand.
(End of this chapter)