Chapter 200 Communication between Extraordinary People
Ignoring the black snake's taunts, Darkwill took out some healing and special-purpose potions and began to sell them skillfully. Their effectiveness had been tested by numerous party members, and they were quickly bought by regular customers, earning him about 10 pounds.
He only had to hawk it for a few minutes and earned 10 pounds, while I worked hard in the stinking sewer all night and could only earn 30 pounds. I almost died in my East End apartment because of divination of the "True Creator"...
Angel felt a little envious and jealous. She knew that this was probably due to the feelings amplified by the "Ring of Madness", but it also had some truth in it.
The woman who sold a rune steel sword worth 500 pounds last time has brought a new extraordinary weapon, the Sunfire Dagger.
It allows the user to resist most cold and disease effects, and has a chance to emit flames when attacking, which have special effects on undead and wraiths.
The negative effect is that when holding it, you will involuntarily start to worship the sun. If you continue to use it for more than 1 hour, you may become an idiot or a madman who only knows how to praise the sun.
The weapon's effects last for a year, and the woman is asking for £550, or a "barbarian" formula.
Extraordinary weapons one after another, there must be a craftsman behind her who can make extraordinary weapons.
Like everyone else, Angel cast his gaze on the woman selling the Yangyan Dagger and the extraordinary weapon in her hand that looked no different from an ordinary dagger, evaluating the purpose of the dagger in his mind.
It sounds a bit like the sealed object behind the Chanis Gate in Tingen City, the "Mutated Sun Holy Emblem". Could the power of this weapon also come from the Eternal Sun?
And she was willing to barter, which meant she was willing to pay 550 pounds for the formula, or even more...
Angel was tempted to exchange a resellable formula for an extraordinary weapon, but this dagger was not of much use to her. The black flame of the "Witch" could achieve a similar killing effect without the side effects. What she lacked was a weapon similar to the "Thirsty Blood" that could burst out huge damage in a short period of time.
Therefore, Angel did not exchange the "Barbarian" potion formula in his pocket for weapons or sell it directly for money, but instead asked the lady.
"Can I customize a weapon from you? I can pay for it, or help you find a potion recipe."
Upon hearing the potion formula, the lady's eyes behind the mask seemed to glow.
"If you have any special weapon requirements, please tell me and I will do my best to find them."
Are you not telling me about the production because you are afraid of being targeted?
Angel thought about it curiously and nodded. "I'll find you if I need anything. I'll also help you keep an eye out for clues about the 'Savage' formula."
In the end, no one was interested in the 550-pound Yangyan dagger, and the seller was not anxious. Obviously, this was not the first time this happened, and not every day someone was willing to spend hundreds of pounds to buy a weapon.
After several more transactions, the "Eye of Wisdom" saw that no one spoke anymore, so it announced the end of the party. Starting from the corner near the door, the members were led away one by one by the waiters and left the building through different doors.
The "Black Snake" was merciless in words, but he ran faster than anyone else. Before Angel noticed, he left through an exit.
When the only people present besides himself were the pharmacist Darkwill, the man who had escaped death, and the Eye of Wisdom, Angel was about to get up and leave when he heard the old but gentle voice of the Eye of Wisdom.
"Are you the lady with the dog mask from last time?"
Can we forget about the dog mask? I'll burn it when I get home...
Angel complained inwardly and nodded, "Yeah, I didn't expect you to recognize me."
"I know every member present, except you. I guess he must have taught you how to identify the code and arrive at the party on time."
The old man looked at Pharmacist Darkwill and replied.
The latter looked at Angel in surprise, and after observing for a moment, he suddenly realized.
"It's you. I didn't recognize you. You're not wearing it this time..."
"Yes, yes, I won't wear it anymore," Angel interrupted him. "I'm glad you weren't taken away by mutant rats as food reserves, or captured and imprisoned by official Beyonders."
"Official Beyonder? How would they know... Wait, did you report the case?"
Darkwill's fat face swelled up in surprise, almost overflowing the edge of his mask.
"Those mutant rats and crocodiles in the sewers are of unknown origin. Although I've dealt with most of them, they can still hurt people. Isn't it normal to report them to the police and let them solve the problem?"
After all, Angel had worked as a night watchman, so his thinking was naturally different from those of these wild Extraordinary People. When something happened, the first thing he thought of was how to notify the official Extraordinary People to handle it, rather than hiding it.
"Well said. Although we need to avoid official Beyonders, we can still use them in some matters. We shouldn't try to handle everything ourselves."
The old man with the "Eye of Wisdom" nodded slightly, his nasolabial folds wrinkled under the mask, and the corners of his mouth turned up, agreeing with Angel's statement.
After evaluating the act of reporting, he turned his attention to the man who had offended Sequence 5.
"You're lucky, too. Did you scrape together enough money to reconcile with your enemies?"
Seeing that the three people's eyes were focused on him, the man with short black hair smiled and replied:
"I was indeed lucky enough. Not only did I win the bet, but I also found a powerful helper."
Winning the bet means what kind of help he got from the black snake's item that "can hear the voice of the great existence"?
Could he have believed in the "True Creator"? Could the "powerful helper" he mentioned be that evil god?
Angel looked at the other person carefully, trying to find some characteristics in him that were similar to those of the members of the "Aurora Society", but he felt that strange gaze lingering on him.
Pharmacist Darkwill also felt grateful for the man's luck and regretted that he had chosen to be a "pharmacist" instead of another way that could make people lucky enough.
After a few pleasantries, the four of them started chatting. The lucky man seemed to have become an Extraordinary Person because of this experience. He was eager to improve his combat effectiveness and asked others if they could sell any useful magical items.
Angel did possess two magical items, but the "Ring of Madness," purchased for £2,000, was crucial to her ability to conceal her identity, while the "Magic Pocket Watch" combined life-saving and life-saving functions. She estimated that if she sold it, she could fetch between £2,500 and £3,000. Not only would she not sell it, but even if she did, this unfortunate individual, with only £400 to spend on bodyguards, couldn't afford it.
The "Eye of Wisdom" did display some of his collection, including a brooch that could ward off evil spirits and purify, a hat that allowed people to move freely underwater, and even a magical item with a sealed object number, 2-081.
"2-081?"
The man asked back in confusion.
Angel was also quite curious about how the church's seal came into the hands of this old man. Could it be that one of the Night Watchmen had stolen it?
"The Church of the Seven Orthodox Gods will collect those magical items with obvious hidden dangers and number them, collectively known as 'Sealed Objects', using numbers to distinguish them."
The "Eye of Wisdom" explained patiently, with a smile on his lips. His wrinkled face seemed to blossom, and he obviously enjoyed the pleasure of sharing knowledge with others.
"Level 0 Sealed Artifacts are the most dangerous, capable of destroying cities and severely damaging nations. Level 1 Sealed Artifacts are the second most dangerous, but can also cause immense harm if left unattended. Churches will share information about these two levels of Sealed Artifacts, so there won't be any duplication. Level 2 and 3, on the other hand, are less dangerous, and different churches rank and number them independently, so there may be duplication."
Angel thought he would hear some basic knowledge about the church, but he didn't expect that there would be content that he didn't even understand.
"Inform each other of code names?"
The man asked in surprise.
This is understandable. Just like nuclear deterrence, I have a seal that can destroy you, and you have a seal that can destroy me. This can actually achieve a strategic balance and prevent uncontrollable conflict...
Angel leaned against the back of the sofa, listening to the "Eye of Wisdom" and the lucky man who was a newcomer to the mysticism sharing knowledge with each other, "showing off" his own collection of magical items, and occasionally interjecting a few words until the end of today's party.
This made her feel as if she had returned to the relaxing and comfortable time in Tingen City.
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In the drizzle, a hired carriage slowly drove along the muddy street.
Klein leaned against the inner wall of the carriage, looking out the window at Backlund in the night.
The temperature around suddenly dropped and a cold wind blew.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked inside the car. He didn't know when the bodyguard in a black Gothic dress sat on the chair opposite him.
"The old man should have noticed my presence."
Old man, are you talking about the "eye of wisdom"?
Klein nodded in understanding. Besides the magical items he showed off, the other party must have something else he didn't know about, something that could be used to discover the bodyguard's belongings, something that even clairvoyance couldn't detect.
"There might be an organization behind him, and he's just someone who organizes gatherings and gathers intelligence."
The bodyguard lady, wearing a small black soft hat, nodded in agreement.
"By the way, that lady, um, 'Lady with the Dog Mask,' seems to have sensed me as well, but she probably didn't notice me." She tilted her head, a hint of curiosity on her pale face. "She has beautiful eyes."
Eye?
Klein tried to recall the lady who stayed with him at the end, and her eyes behind the iron mask, but he found that he had no impression at all.
If it's really beautiful, I'll definitely remember it...
He laughed at his own strange thoughts in his heart, and an exaggerated grin appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made the bodyguard opposite him blink her eyes, and her curiosity became more intense.
"I thought you might be interested." She was particularly talkative today, perhaps because she had followed Klein to the lively Beyonder gathering. "It's the same color as the pendant you wear all day long."
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