Emperor of Arcane

The rich fragrance came from the other side.

The big guy who had just received the money happily and was about to go home for dinner subconsciously slowed down.

The people eating were soldiers selected into the Territorial Guard.

The bone soup, which has been simmered for several hours, is filled with aroma.

On the dining table where 8 people sit together, there are strips of cod fish that the villagers are reluctant to eat and can only sell. Next to them are sliced ​​white bread, which is soft and fragrant, making people salivate.

What made everyone drool the most was the plate of several kilograms of meat, which was fried to perfection, crispy on the outside, soft and tender on the inside, and fragrant.

Many people couldn't help but stop and watch. At this time, Old John returned with Leon. Seeing so many people gathered, he secretly smiled in his heart, coughed, and said loudly:

"Leon, the lord values ​​the treatment of soldiers most."

"Bread and meat are definitely enough. If you perform well in training and battles in the future, you will also be rewarded with the flesh and blood of magical creatures..."

Feeling the burning eyes gathering at him, Leon nodded bravely.

"I can't help it. I have to hang out with the lord for several years in the future, and the treatment is far better than before. What else do you want to do?"

It has to be said that the trick that Butler Ralph learned and sold now is really effective. After returning home, many villagers in Bay Town always felt uncomfortable after counting the yellow copper coins in their hands.

They also wanted to eat meat, and they also wanted to nibble on white bread, and they also wanted to keep the tender and delicious cod fish for themselves.

As the sky gets darker, the scarlet moon slowly emerges, and blood-colored light pours down.

The color of the moonlight is the same as yesterday, but it doesn't have that terrible infection and corrosive power.

Many villagers took advantage of the darkness and sneaked to the old village chief's house.

Many people saw a group of soldiers escorting two trolls towards the lord's mansion in the center of the village.

Many people have a little curiosity in their eyes, wondering what the mysterious Lord is going to do?

But soon, they put this idea behind them, and their yearning for a better life easily defeated their curiosity.

It took a day to decide on the development of Bay Village for nearly half a month.

Now, Matthew finally made time to study his talents and abilities.

The arcanist level does not need to be increased quickly for the time being, so as not to reduce the experience points provided by enemies with lower strength.

After all, at the beginning of next year, there will be a huge wave of experience for him to harvest.

In addition to the arcanist level, what Matthew wants to do most now is to transform the theoretical memories in his mind into various practical skills as quickly as possible.

Currently, Matthew's primary problem is lack of money, a lot of money!

Combining these two things together, Matthew decided to start with his side business.

Representative of hundreds of millions of players, the Magic Alchemist of the Western Continent appears!

In the fully furnished laboratory, equipment made of alchemical glass is placed on stands.

Including beakers, measuring cylinders, test tubes, drop bottles, flasks, glass rods and other experimental devices that Blue Star also has.

There are also pure water generators, movement limiters, explosion protection barriers, liquid extractors, flame nozzles, multi-functional experimental benches, and other experimental equipment unique to spellcasters.

Although the development of the Netheril Empire is somewhat scientific, they are very serious and persistent when it comes to research.

In the early stages of the game, there will be many player spellcasters preparing to produce some experimental equipment to sell to richer law enforcers.

As a result, after a round of investigation, they discovered that in terms of experimental equipment, spellcasters had developed many amazing and even inspiring props.

Looking at the dazzling array of various tools, Matthew felt quite nostalgic. He took the trouble to display the data and carefully observed each tool to ensure that it would not cause trouble when he was experimenting later.

It has to be said that the set of alchemical tools prepared by Adam Smith is of good quality, and Matthew estimates that he put a lot of thought into it.

After checking the tools, Matthew began to look at several herbs that would be used next.

Moonlight Flower, a primary magic plant, can mature after 30 rounds of scarlet moon exposure. The market price of each plant is 8 silver coins.

The petals are snow-white, and the purer they are, the better the quality. When collecting them, be careful not to be stained with blood.

Blood-activating grass, a primary magic plant, a specialty of the dark forest, with a market price of 20 silver coins per plant.

The root system is well developed and can be as deep as two meters, so it is difficult to dig. When collecting, it is necessary to prevent the root system from breaking, which will damage the efficacy of the medicine.

Red Perot leaves, intermediate magic materials, red Perot tree spirit leaves, the market price is 10 silver coins each.

The challenge level of tree spirits is 8+. They are located deep in the forest and live in groups, making them more suitable for trading.

The materials are well preserved and processed. Matthew believes that Adam Smith still has some abilities. The key depends on his ideas.

Just when he finished checking the materials, the door to the laboratory was opened, and the troll, who had just finished eating, was tied up by soldiers and lay down.

Old John, who led the team, looked at the various tools and moved very carefully, for fear of breaking something.

Leon felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort, and he felt a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart towards the console in the center of the laboratory.

Matthew directed them, lifted the two trolls to the operating table, and put iron chains and shackles on them made of fine gold.

"You guys wait outside and take them away after a while."

The two of them quickly retreated, leaving the two trolls with wide eyes trying to struggle. They obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter.

Before they even got close, there was a stench coming from the troll's body.

Matthew threw two rounds of cleaning skills, and the two trolls suddenly felt cold and quite uncomfortable.

Click! Click! Click!

The trolls struggled hard, trying to break free from the chains and shackles, and invisible waves fell on them.

"Sleep spell!"

The troll, whose willpower was not outstanding, suddenly weakened in his struggle. After shaking his head, he closed his eyes blankly.

After an unknown amount of time, a small sharp sting woke the troll up.

The two guys found that they were still lying on the operating table, and there was nothing much strange about them.

They were just about to continue struggling when they saw the result in panic.

A slender metal needle was inserted diagonally into their thigh.

The bright red blood spurted out from the hollow needle tube and fell into the transparent glass vessel below.

In just a few breaths, several pounds of blood had been released.

The troll only felt that his body began to feel a little cold, and his strength seemed to be weakening with the loss of blood. He immediately became more frightened and tried to struggle to escape.

But the harder they tried, the faster the blood spurted out, and the weaker their resistance became.

The trolls had no idea what was happening. The repair ability they relied on for survival seemed to have lost its effect. They roared in panic, but did not make any sound.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the troll's vitality is really tenacious. This extraordinary recovery expertise is really enviable..."

Matthew walked over and saw that the health value on the top of the troll's head had dropped by more than half, and more than 2,000 ml of blood had been released from each troll. If it were a human, it would be almost cold.

The invisible palm grasped the metal tube pierced into the troll's body and slowly pulled it out. The small wounds healed quickly, and the dropped health points actually gradually recovered.

"Mage's hand is really convenient, but it's a pity that the level is too low now, otherwise it can be modified..."

Matthew was thinking to himself, carrying the 4000 ml of blood that had been released, and walked to the experimental table on the other side.

The two trolls, who had survived the disaster, looked at Matthew's back weakly and shuddered uncontrollably.

This human being is so scary!

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