Almighty Alchemist

A net was thrown out, and it was full of groups of river fish jumping in the net, and the scales reflected silver light in the sunlight.

Grandpa put away the fishing net with sweat all over his face, the joy of a good harvest appeared on his face.

In the middle of the river, the stone stood like a stone, and albacore fish with sharp teeth swam by from time to time. These fish swim extremely fast in the water, and are extremely powerful and fierce. Few people dare to stand in the middle of the river, because once they are attacked by a group of long-finned fish, the end will be very miserable.

But Stone doesn't care about that.

One of his fingers was pricked with a small hole, and when he was placed in the river, blood flowed out. An albacore, smelling blood, wagged its tail and bit the finger.

Couldn't bite.

Stone's thumb lightly pressed the albacore's head, and the fierce fish fainted immediately. Then he didn't even look at it, and threw it back casually, plop, the big fish landed on the deck, extremely quiet. Simone frantically grabbed the albacore and put it in the boat's large tank.

After counting, this is already the twentieth article.

Enough, enough! Brother Shitou, come up! Don't grab any more! Simone shouted at Shimeng.

Stone walked back to the boat step by step: Why? I can... catch more.

No need. Simone replied seriously: We have already caught a lot. In the past, we could only get one or two albacores a day, but now we can get 10 or 20 a day, which is enough. You see, now grandpa has nothing to do and can only catch small fish by himself.

But... I can catch more. Stone repeated these words with some dullness.

I know. Simone touched the stone's face lovingly: But it's really unnecessary. This river is a gift from the gods, but the reward is also limited. We can't catch fish in the river without limit, it will make them extinct, and people will have no fish to eat. It's not good for us or others. Our current income is quite good. As long as we sell some fish in the market, we can sell them at a good price.

Looking at Simone in bewilderment, Stone thought for a while with some difficulty, and then said, You... are easy to be satisfied.

If you don't have the ability to satisfy your desires, then at least learn to control your desires. Simone replied.

Who said this...? The confusion in Stone's eyes became more serious.

God told us. Simone clenched her hands into small fists and put them on her chest, closing her eyes as she thanked God.

Over time, the stone has basically no problem with speaking. However, his memory still hasn't recovered, and his personality is still cold. Perhaps the only exception was Simone, who only talked to Simone, not even Grandpa.

At this moment, he looked at Simone's pious prayer, thought for a while, knelt beside Simone, and prayed together.

He looked very devout.

After praying, Simone stood up quickly: Okay, it's still early, and I'm going to the market to sell fish. Brother Shitou, you stay here and don't go anywhere. I'll make fish soup for you when I come back.

I want to go too.

Simone and Grandpa were stunned at the same time.

For the first time, Stone asked to go to the market with Simone.

You want to go to the market with me? Simone asked in surprise.

En. Shitou nodded with certainty.

But there are a lot of people there, don't you hate talking to others?

There are a lot of fish... very heavy... I don't want you to be tired. Shitou looked into Simone's eyes and replied seriously.

Simone stared blankly at the stone, and suddenly threw herself into his arms, hooking his neck.

She kissed him lightly on the cheek.

Grandpa turned his head tactfully, looked at the sky, and entered the cabin with his hands behind his back.

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The market is in a small town about three miles from the river.

Every morning, fishermen by the river, farmers in the village, and some handicraftsmen will sell their goods here and buy their daily necessities at the same time.

Since having stones to help with fishing, Simone's harvest has increased significantly, and they have become the largest supplier of albacore in this area.

In the past, Simone would push the waterwheel to the market with her grandfather. The waterwheel was rented and she had to pay ten silver verts a day. But today, Shitou solved this problem by himself - he directly carried the large water tank containing dozens of long-finned fish on his back, like a porter against Mount Tai, attracting the attention of countless people along the way.

Simone felt sorry for the stone, but this guy was so powerful that he didn't even need to stop to catch his breath, and Simone didn't even have a chance to wipe his sweat.

After arriving at the market, Stone put the water tank on the ground, and Simone began to sell it.

Albacores are on sale! One gold and one gold! Come and take a look, everyone, they are all very big, and they were just caught today. Simone's voice was very sweet.

Albacore has always been expensive in the market due to its fierce bloodthirsty, elusiveness and delicious taste. Generally, if a fisherman can catch one or two fish every day, that is the income of one or two Kingwitts. If some small fish are added, then this day is considered a bumper harvest.

However, Simone has been selling 20 pieces every day recently, which has to be said to be a miracle.

What exactly makes a fisherman's girl have such a good harvest?

Due to the hot sale of albacore in the market, there is never any worry about sales. Some nobles here often send representatives to make long-term acquisitions.

Simone's hawking didn't last long before a fat noble representative bought all twenty albacores in one go. When he handed over the twenty Gold Witts to Simone, the fat representative said something special: Little girl, you have been amazing recently. You can catch so many every day.

It's all a gift from God. Simone replied with a smile.

It turned out to be a pious saint, which is very good.

After the big fish are sold out, there are still some small fish to deal with. Simone was a little impatient to wait for a long time, so she simply lowered the price and disposed of all of them. After getting another Gold Witte, Simone counted the glittering gold coins, and couldn't be more happy.

Then she stuffed a large handful of Golden Witts into the hands of the stone: Help me look after them, and don't let anyone take them away.

Stone is indifferent to this. In fact, from the beginning to the end of the fish sale, he stood there motionless like a wooden stake. Nothing else meant anything to him except Simone.

When Simone told him to look after the money, he clung to the handful of coins, very tightly.

Maybe someone can make an exception. A voice came suddenly at this moment.

There were five or six men standing not far away, the leading one was a one-eyed dragon, and he was holding a hellish two-headed wolf in his hand. This Gale Two-Headed Wolf is a level 6 monster. It has two heads and is a very powerful melee monster. It has a ferocious appearance, with huge fangs exposed, saliva flowing out of its two big mouths from time to time, and a low growl from its throat.

If it hadn't been for that one-eyed dragon who has been holding it, maybe it would have pounced on all the humans it could see.

Seeing the one-eyed dragon approaching, Simone hurried up a few steps and stopped about five meters away from the hellish two-headed wolf: So it's Master Phaer. Nice to meet you.

Happy? Cyclops curled his lips: No one here is happy to see me, never. If you are really happy to see me, it can only show that I am too merciful. In fact, I also think that I have been a little merciful recently.

Stone came to Simone: Who is he?

He's a... When Simone was thinking about what words to use to describe the man in front of him, Cyclops had already said: It's a rogue, a villain, a bastard, an existence that makes everyone curse, and a vampire who sucks the blood of these poor guys. You can call me like this, the kid picked by Simone, I've heard of you, a poor bastard who lost his memory. He doesn't even know which woman's hole he fell from. Hahahaha.

Several people around Cyclops laughed at the same time.

Then Cyclops stretched out his hand: Here.

Simone sighed, and he said to the stone, Give me fifty silver Wittes, please?

Why? Stone didn't understand. Just now, Simone told herself to take good care of the money.

He charges a protection fee here, 50 silver witus per booth per day. If you don't pay, we don't even think about doing business here.

That's right. Cyclops smiled, But it's not fifty silver Wittes anymore, it's ten gold Wittes.

What did you say? Simone yelled in disbelief: What are you kidding, Master Phaer, no one can accept this price!

Of course, others can't do it, but you can. You sold another twenty albacores today, and you got a total of twenty-one golden vets. Cyclops exclaimed excitedly: When you sold so many on the first day, I didn't say anything. Someone will always be lucky, and I won't raise the price because of it. But when you sell like this every day, the nature is different.

Cyclops shook his finger: The price has changed. The protection fee is ten Gold Witts. I know you can afford it.

Only for me? Simone asked.

Of course, you are the only one who has such a harvest. I didn't ask you for the income of the previous few days, which is already cheaper than you, girl.

This is so unfair, Master Phaer. Simone cried.

Fair? Cyclops laughed: Are you talking about fairness with the hooligans? Are you kidding me, Simone. Now, I'm warning you, either keep the money and go back to fishing. Or...

He glanced at Simone's body, and then gave an evil smile: Either you stay with me today, and I can consider not raising the price for you. Of course, it's only for today. Ten Gold Wittes for one night, the price I'll give you is not low.

Simone was trembling with anger, but she couldn't accept the threat of the one-eyed dragon. After all, this is the only market in this area.

She whispered, God will punish you.

Then she looked at Shishi with pleading eyes: Brother Shitou, give them the money.

Why... must you give... him money? He didn't... participate in our... labor.

Simone smiled bitterly. She didn't know how to explain it to Shitou. Before that, she had been teaching Shitou various principles, knowledge and principles of life, but she never told Shitou that the world is not all bright, and there is always a dark side.

Because...because... Simone stammered.

Because we have this. The one-eyed dragon shook his fist in the distance, and then he pointed to the hellish two-headed wolf strangled by him: And this.

Stone looked at the two-headed wolf, pointed at it, and looked at the one-eyed dragon suspiciously. The one-eyed dragon nodded: Yes, it is it, hand over the money, or I will let it kill you, Simone, you know that I can and dare to do this.

Simone trembled and said, Give him the money, he can really do it.

Stone looked at Simone, then at Cyclops.

He seemed to be confused, puzzled, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Finally, he strode towards the one-eyed dragon.

He didn't take out the money, but looked at the hellish two-headed wolf led by the one-eyed dragon.

Just stare at it like that.

The hell two-headed wolf kept roaring, growling in a low voice, and stared at him with its tail clamped against the stone.

But for some reason, the Hell Two-Headed Wolf suddenly trembled and stopped roaring, its eyes gradually became frightened, and its whole body began to curl up.

It lay on the ground and made a pitiful cry like a puppy: Woo...

It seems extremely wronged.

This sight surprised everyone.

Stone looked coldly at the two-headed wolf from hell and lowered his head. He took two steps back and returned to Simone's side.

He said seriously: That wolf...is not vicious.

Then he took Simone's hand and left like this.

A group of hooligans collecting protection fees stared at them as they walked away, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

Cyclops also stayed.

How did that guy do it? he asked.

No one could answer.

Cyclops approached his pet dog curiously, looked at it, and hit its two big heads with his fists: Hey, you idiot, how did you become so useless? What are you doing? Did someone drug you? How could you become so useless?

He was a little angry, and his beating hands became very heavy. He didn't notice that as the stone went away, the eyes of the hell two-headed wolf changed color again, and the bloody evil spirit was returning to its body. He was still confused, and he even broke the wolf's head and looked inside. He muttered, What's wrong? You shouldn't be so gentle, you should be cruel, violent, and inhuman.

Woo! The four eyes of the Hell Two-Headed Wolf looked at the half of the head stuck into his mouth, and an incomprehensible light flashed in his eyes.

Mouth closed.

Oh!!! There was an earth-shattering and miserable cry in the market.

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