After the tripartite deal, the party continued. Because the number of people was half less than in the past, not many deals were reached. Angel spent 50 pounds to buy 15 star crystals, and then bought several bottles of therapeutic agents from the pharmacist Dakwell for backup.
When she forcibly predicted the whereabouts of Lanerus with the breath of the "real creator" last time, her arm was not lightly injured. After using Dakwell as a healing agent to clean up the rat plague, she returned to normal overnight, which fully illustrates the strength of the "pharmacist" sequence.
Even if there is a damage transfer of "magic pocket watch", the injury needs to be treated in the end, and the medicine made by the pharmacist becomes the best choice.
After no one answered the other transaction needs, Angel was about to sell the bullets he brought. A hoarse cry came from behind the "Eye of Wisdom":
"Buy the magic potion formula of 'Barbarian' for 550 pounds."
The voice was not strong, like a routine. It was the lady who had sold extraordinary weapons many times before and was asking for the formula of magic potion!
She had been sitting behind the "Eye of Wisdom" and was not in Angel's sight. She almost thought that the member who needed the "barbarian" did not arrive tonight.
"I have the recipe of 'barbarians'."
Angel replied, which immediately attracted the attention of the other party. The lady tilted her head and looked behind the Eye of Wisdom and said in surprise:
"It's you. I remember you said last time you would help me find a recipe. You didn't show up last week. I thought you wouldn't come again."
"Yes, it's me. I'll bid 550 pounds according to you. Well, I still need to customize a weapon. I hope you can give me priority to making it. I will pay according to the selling price."
"I'll try my best. I'll tell you the result at the next party, and I want to remind you that I'm collecting for you, not making it."
The lady replied with a straight sex, as if denying that there was a craftsman behind her who could make extraordinary weapons.
After confirming the transaction, Angel took the waiter's note and wrote down his needs for weapons:
"The revolver, preferably a large-caliber one, should be able to launch a powerful attack, have few side effects, and can use common extraordinary bullets."
In fact, her needs were almost written according to the "blood-thirsty". Until more than a month had passed, she never forgotten the powerful revolver. There were countless extraordinary people who were defeated by it, even including the heir of an evil god.
Of course, powerful special bullets are also indispensable, so this weapon must also be able to use all kinds of bullets...
He folded this note and handed it to the waiter with the paper that said the magic potion formula of "Barbarian". He watched him walk towards the "Eye of Wisdom" and handed it to the wrinkled old gentleman.
She just wanted to see how the "Eye of Wisdom" was identified.
The old man put the paper with the formula on the coffee table next to him, rubbed his hands, took out a ring from his pocket and put it on the middle finger of his right hand. Although the candlelight next to it was dim, Angel could still clearly identify it with dark vision that it was an exquisite shape, inlaid with a turquoise, surrounded by many The green color of the diamond gemstone ring reminded Angel of Miss Audrey's eyes, and she couldn't help taking a closer look.
And this glance made her head a little swollen, as if she was reading a book all night, and she felt tired.
She quickly looked away and looked around. The others seemed to have seen the identification scene. They were not surprised, but lowered their eyes and did not dare to look directly at the ring.
Is this a magical item?
She looked at the ring with the corner of her eye to avoid the discomfort just now, and kept thinking in her mind.
"Eye of Wisdom" closed his eyes and stroked the recipe on the coffee table with his right hand wearing the ring. Suddenly, the emerald on the ring bloomed like the noon sun, shining the whole living room like daylight.
The light became more and more fierce and pure, and eventually turned into a seal-style shadow and disappeared into the air.
"The formula is effective."
The Eye of Wisdom announced that he immediately took off the ring and put it back in his pocket. The corners of his forehead were sweaty, as if this short "identification" process was quite expensive.
This is the completion of the identification... This magical item should be the seal "2-081" that the "Eye of Wisdom" once showed off in front of himself and the pharmacist and other extraordinary people, and it is also the biggest support for him to host the extraordinary party.
Angel was glad that Dominic did not deceive her and provide a false recipe. If the wisdom eyes spit out the words "ineffective formula", I'm afraid she would no longer have the face to attend the party here.
Hearing the identification result, the lady was also relieved and handed a large stack of banknotes to the waiter for the effective formula. Angel took the gold pound handed over by the waiter and counted it carefully twice. After confirming that there was no mistake, she put it in her pocket. In the process, she could feel that other people's eyes had been tracking the banknotes.
You have to pay attention when you leave later...
Angel was wary in her heart, but she could not delay making money. Seeing the lady put away the recipe with satisfaction, she said again:
"I also have 40 extraordinary bullets for sale, which are much more powerful than ordinary pistol bullets, and attacking the same position continuously can increase additional lethality."Now, in addition to those staring at large bills, even the "Eye of Wisdom" looked over in surprise.
"Why do you have so many things to sell? Which extraordinary person's home is copied?"
The fat pharmacist Dacwell muttered with naked envy in his eyes.
"I want to buy some bullets."
The black-haired man who sold the medullary crystallization of the Elf's Fountain opened his mouth and looked at Angel calmly.
I haven't quoted the price yet. Do you want to buy it?
Angel was a little stunned and said after a few seconds, "40 pieces are sold together, a total of... 240 pounds."
She wanted to quote a high price, but considering that the consumption level here was probably not as good as Mr. A's gathering, and the man objectively helped him buy the clues of the pharmacist's formula, so the price was reduced to 6 pounds each.
"6 pounds each..." The price, especially the way it was sold together, was obviously unexpected for the man. "Well, can I buy only a part, such as 10 pieces?"
"I want the rest!"
At the beginning of the party, he asked everyone for help, and the "wild dog" who wanted to rescue his friend from the prison of the punisher interjected.
"'Wild dog', I said, there is no hope."
The wrinkles on the face of the Eye of Wisdom were tense, and he looked at the "wild dog" with serious eyes.
"I have to try, or I will regret it for the rest of my life."
The "wild dog" ignored his warning, but looked at the black-haired man and asked for the consent of another buyer, who generously said that he only needed 5 bullets, and the rest could be given to him.
In the end, Angel sold all the bullets and got 30 pounds from the black-haired man and 210 pounds from the "wild dog".
I don't know if I will have a chance to see this guy who does everything for his friends next time...
Looking at the bullets carefully identified by the helpless "Eye of Wisdom", like a "wild dog" with some determination, Angel sighed secretly.
If someone you know is imprisoned in the prison of an official extraordinary person, will he be like him?
Or will someone save themselves so desperately?
She thought in a daze.
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Back to No. 15 Minsk Street, the tired Crane took off his coat and hung it by the door. He immediately went to the bedroom on the second floor, pulled up the curtains, and put the five patterns in his pocket with the large-caliber bullets printed with the sacred emblem of the Night Woman on the table one by one. He took out the 380-pound banknote earned today and pulled out the marked one. 0 sheets, also on the table.
Then he quickly arranged the ceremony, summoned himself, responded to himself, used the Azke copper whistle to turn into a spiritual state, wrapped those items and returned to the gray fog.
Sitting in the seat of the fool, Crane showed the paper and pen and wrote down the content of the divination word by word.
"The owner of these items."
On the gray fog that can isolate interference, with these items and the information on them, this divination will definitely not fail!
Closing his eyes and leaning against the back of the chair, Crane entered the dream.
In the gray dream world, he once again saw the architectural outline of Beckland shrouded in haze, the busy shipping of the Tussok River, the bridges connecting both sides of the strait, and the houses on the river.
And in a house, the woman who carefully put bullets into the box, put them neatly, put the banknotes one by one, and stuffed them into her pocket. Then, she put on an ordinary silver ring with complex patterns. The pale gold hair on her ear was dyed pure black, and her purple eyes turned brown.
Finally, I found you.
Waking up from the dream, "Fool" Crane looked at the depths of the gray fog that already had five crimson stars, but missing a piece in the middle, as if there was the brightest star.