Chapter 97 Golden Light Bullet
Inside the room, Hans took handfuls of his harvest out of the medicine basket and placed them one by one on the square table.
Clown smiled and said, "What a good harvest! A lot of my gold shields will go into your pocket again."
The old man bent his waist, lowered his eyebrows and agreed: "I rely on the master for my livelihood."
His head was buried a little low, and his tongue shot out like lightning to lick the saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.
He felt a tingling sensation in his body, because he realized that the person in front of him had a power that made him terrified, and also had a special fragrance. It must be delicious.
When he raised his head, his face returned to normal.
Most of Crown's attention was on the herbs on the table. He counted them carefully and quickly.
"Black sage, three, six, a total of thirty-two, six bleeding star fern leaves, and even blue tulips and requiem."
There were many kinds of herbs, and the quantity was huge, which exceeded his expectations. Many kinds of herbs would wither at this time of year. Perhaps, as the priest said, the spiritual concentration of the world was constantly increasing, and the coming of the gray fog provided more fertile soil for the plants.
After finishing the inventory, Clown was quite happy. With the addition of the stock he had on hand, he now had seventy or eighty potion raw materials. In particular, he obtained a lot of soul-soothing grass, which was the main ingredient for energy potions. Making this kind of potion could increase one's proficiency a lot.
Once the raw materials are prepared, there is a great hope that his herbal medicine skills will be advanced.
"Black sage is 15 silver coins each, and bleeding star fern leaves are 8 silver coins each. According to the price we agreed on, the total is 15 gold shields and 26 silver coins." Clown took out 16 gold shields and placed them on the table. "The rest is considered a reward."
If these herbs were purchased from passing merchants, the price would be two or three times higher. Clown felt that he had gotten a great bargain.
However, if the other party sold the herbs to traveling merchants, the merchants would probably buy them at a price even lower than his.
"Thank you very much, sir. I couldn't make so much money in a year before. Recently, I don't know why there are more herbs in the wild."
Hans picked up a gold shield and bit it in his mouth, then happily picked up all the coins and put them close to his body.
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After seeing Hans off, Crown began to process the herbs and was busy until midnight.
In a few days, after some of the herbs that need to be dried are processed, he can start refining medicine on a large scale.
Afterwards, he visualized the Golden Light Mantra for two great cycles and continued the work he had prepared to do before Old Hans came.
He pinched the edge of the small bowl with his fingers, and drops of Sunfire Liquid flowed from his fingertips, drawing a light golden track in the bowl.
He picked up the brush, took out the bullet from the drawer, and began to draw golden symbols on the bullet heads.
When he returned from the wild, he was thinking about how to attack aerial targets like the demon bird from a long distance.
When he learned that he could not learn the Burning Weapon Enchantment, he wanted to try to see if his method would work.
Sunfire Liquid and Moon Dew will automatically evaporate in the natural environment, and only by drawing them into talismans can the spiritual charm of the materials be locked.
Crown's hand holding the pen was very steady. He slowly but smoothly drew the golden symbol on the bullet.
The scene he expected appeared. The moment it became a talisman, the Sunfire Liquid quickly penetrated downwards and sank into the bullet.
There was a special pattern on the bullet that looked like it was painted with gold paint. Crown rubbed the shell with his fingers and felt no bulge at all. The cold metal body actually felt warm.
He put the bullet between his eyebrows, took his hand away after a few seconds, then shook his head gently. The bullet still did not fall off. It was able to stick to the skin!
A warm feeling of sunlight emanated from the area between the eyebrows, but it was much weaker than the feeling of the golden talisman.
However, this is also normal. The amount of Sunfire Liquid used to draw the Golden Light Talisman on the talisman paper is much more than this abbreviated version.
Fuck, is it that easy? Crown bared his teeth and shook his head vigorously.
The bullet flew out and he raised his hand to catch it easily.
Well, the adsorption power is not as strong as the golden talisman. The talisman sticks to the body and will not fall off even if you move randomly.
After testing the new properties of the bullet, Crown had an idea in mind.
The effect of the Golden Light Talisman is to exorcise evil spirits, and it is guaranteed to deal damage to spiritual monsters such as evil spirits.
Whether it can be effective against werewolves, vampires and other physical dark creatures requires actual combat verification. He thinks those flying monster birds are a good choice.
Twisting the bullet with his fingers and looking at the empty space on the bullet head, Crown suddenly had an idea: "If I draw two golden light symbols, I wonder if the effects can be superimposed."
He did it as soon as he thought of it. He immediately picked up the brush, dipped it in the Sunfire Liquid, and drew another golden symbol.
The talisman took shape smoothly, and the light golden lines were immersed in the metal.
Great! Crown picked up the bullet and prepared to take a closer look, his hand turning habitually.
"Bang"
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The bullet fired, hitting him directly in the face.
The incident happened suddenly. As a flying bullet appeared in Crown's eyes, he reacted and firmly grasped the bullet with two fingers of his left hand.
Without the restraint of the gun barrel, the kinetic energy generated by the bullet explosion was relatively small, and the flying speed of the bullet was much slower. He judged the situation clearly and did not even use the hourglass.
You're overthinking it. It's better to just draw a golden symbol.
Crown curled his lips, painted golden symbols on the remaining bullets, and placed them under the bed.
After what happened just now, he wanted to see how stable this "golden bullet" was. If it was triggered in the gun barrel, it would be a big joke.
The patrol officers were running out of bullets, so he decided to learn archery.
Klauen took out two arrows and continued to draw golden runes on the metal head.
After drawing one arrow, he drew two golden symbols on the second arrow. The bullet might be accidentally activated, but the metal head of the arrow would not be activated automatically, right? ! . . .
In the early hours of the morning, Hans, who was lying quietly in bed, suddenly opened his eyes amid the snoring of his roommate.
He opened his mouth wide, and a transparent, snake-like monster crawled out silently.
The monster climbed down from the bed and onto the bed of the big guy who snored the loudest.
It slowly turned into a cover as thin as a cicada's wing, wrapping the big man's head.
A faint white fluorescence flashed on the cover, and the big man's snoring gradually subsided.
After a while, the monster let go of the big man, and then it did the same thing to everyone in the room.
Letting go of the last man, the monster went back into Hans' mouth.
When it was completely in, the old man, who had his mouth open and eyes wide open, revealed a wicked, aftertasteful smile on his face, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be less.
He stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
(End of this chapter)