"Damn it, my hands and feet are frozen." Bicchi cursed as he tried to get up. By this time he had already seen that except for the clothes on his body, everything else on his body had been searched clean, leaving nothing behind.

He didn't have the energy to care about these things, and hurriedly used his mental power to cover his entire body, stimulating the heart to supply blood and bringing heat to the entire body. It was the middle of the night, and he was in the mountains. It was a miracle that he could survive.

After a while, he felt that his hands, feet and arms could move, and then he limped down the mountain.

After walking a short distance, he suddenly turned and came to the river beside him. He groped under a tall rock and took out a bag. Then he took out a few things from it, quickly put one of them around his neck, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This little thing has no other function except to form a small stand to resist the surrounding different temperature environment and can slightly resist low temperature.

That person didn't kill him, so he had no right to resent him. The person who could keep him still so easily was definitely not a force he could contend with. He was lucky that he didn't die.

He has always been very cautious, and being cautious now can save his life.

He soon arrived outside the valley. At this moment, he thought that he might have been deceived by the other party's words. If he had been discovered earlier, how could he have come out to trade safely? He would have been caught by them earlier. Although these people who could come to the black market were not masters, some of them had very strong mental power, almost close to first-level wizards. They were all old foxes among old foxes, and it was impossible that they did not catch him when they discovered him.

That person should be quite old and a veteran. I set a trap for him and he immediately turned the tables on me. He didn't kill me, so it must have something to do with his supernatural powers, but I don't know who it is?

Along the way, he couldn't figure it out at all.

So much was lost this time, and Beach was heartbroken. Several months of work had been in vain.

…

Dole is now counting the spoils of war.

The number of magic crystals was enough at once, enough for daily experiments, and enough to last for at least three months. He didn't have to worry about it throughout the winter. He could concentrate on refining the second-level mental power potion, learning magic patterns, and making some small things.

From poverty to ordinary wealth, Dolai felt that the world was changing in many ways.

In addition to the magic crystal, he also gained a lot of things, materials, etc., but he soon discovered that the three bottles of mental power potions he traded to Bi Qi seemed to be missing.

"That guy is really cunning. He must have left some things outside and didn't rob everything." Dole said to Bal speechlessly.

Bal snorted and said nothing.

Dole continued to count the items.

There are more than a dozen magic pattern skins and two finished magic patterns, whose specific functions are still unknown. There is also a ring and a pendant, whose functions are still unclear and need to be figured out. There is also a small bronze plate, and the magic pattern on it is very familiar, and it seems to be able to isolate energy fluctuations. This is actually a finished magic weapon, a product of alchemy.

That's basically it, Dole felt like he had made a fortune.

Last month, he was so timid that he didn't even dare to drink the second-level mental power potion he made. Now that he has become a rich man, he can drink as much as he wants.

It's so wonderful! No wonder Naluye often shouts in the book that killing people and setting fires can bring you a golden belt. This business with no cost is indeed the most profitable.

However, this kind of thing is difficult to do unless you are very powerful, and the boat may capsize at any time. If it weren't for Bal this time, I would be the one lying in the mountains now.

Thinking of this, Dolai did not relax too much, but was a little alert.

Although I have read so many books, I still feel that they are too immature.

…

When Victor woke up early in the morning, he was surprised to hear that Dole had returned late last night.

He dares to wander around in the mountains at night. This guy either has some special support or he thinks he is very powerful.

After sending away the villager who reported the news, he thought about it and decided to follow Connie to take a look when delivering the meal.

In the early morning, on the mountain ridge, above the well-proportioned town, wisps of smoke soon emerged and floated in the air. It was very dreamy and brought some embellishment to the surrounding nature.

Soon, Victor and Nicole came to Dole's door together. They saw Dole practicing boxing in the yard. It was a very strange style of boxing.

Dole also saw Victor and his daughter.

"Thank you so much. How can you come here in person to deliver the food?" Dolai immediately walked out to the door, took the basket, and touched Connie's head.

Connie asked curiously, "Brother Lin Rui, what kind of boxing do you practice? I have never seen it before."

Dolai glanced at Connie and said softly, "It's a basic boxing technique called the Cross Fist. It's OK for fighting people, but it's not good for fighting wild beasts. Here, I'll give you something good."

Victor also realized that this was a close combat boxing technique, so he shook his head. Such elementary boxing techniques were rubbish to him. However, he could also see that Dole didn't have any good boxing skills. However, he saw that Dole had a sword, so this guy should also know some swordsmanship.

"They said you didn't come back until midnight last night?" Victor asked as he followed him in.

Duolai nodded. "I was late when I left the city. I encountered something on the way and was delayed for a while. Come in. This time when I went to the city, I asked someone to buy a few bottles of good medicine, especially for you."

Victor was a little surprised. Doley said it was a good potion, so what could it be?

After entering the house and putting down the meal, Dolai took out a shiny necklace and two bottles of red potion.

The necklace was just an ordinary necklace, which was casually given to Connie to wear, while the two bottles of fiery red potions lifted Victor's spirits.

His eyes widened, "Level 2 Strength Potion?"

Dolai nodded and said, "Drink it yourself and don't tell anyone else."

Victor originally wanted to refuse the necklace given by Dole, but now looking at the medicine in his hand, the necklace was just rubbish. He was very conflicted, as this bottle of potion cost ten gold coins.

It seems that this guy knows that he has discovered something. He must be a wizard, but I don’t know whether he is a junior apprentice or an intermediate apprentice.

He gritted his teeth, accepted the potion, and then slowly exhaled, "Thank you for your kindness. I won't be polite."

Duolai raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully, "You're welcome. It's my duty. Thank you for taking care of me for so long."

Victor shook his head and said seriously, "I kept you here only because you are a great doctor and can reduce the casualties in my town. I have no other intentions. It was like this before and it will be the same in the future."

Dolai shrugged, "How could that be? I also come from an ordinary family."

In fact, Victor could see that Dolai lived a very cautious and stingy life. It was not because he was in financial difficulty, but it was just a habit, a habit that only children from poor families had.

He nodded, clenched the potion in his hand, and said, "Okay, I'll leave then."

Although the intermediate strength potion does not provide much improvement for high-level warrior apprentices, the effect is still great when taken for the first time. It can greatly enhance strength, which is a huge improvement for Victor who makes a little progress every day. Once his strength reaches a higher level, he can learn fighting spirit.