Global Killing: I Could Plunder Talent

"Are you curious why I'm still alive? I just want to see if anyone can get out of this room and when the white-haired woman can die!"

The middle-aged man smiled hollowly. Then he looked back at his medicine refining furnace and continued to tangle with the pile of herbs.

Dick sighed and said to Klein.

"Well, no matter what, we have to complete our task first. I hope we won't stay here for thousands of years like them."

Although Dick was a pill refiner, he was not sure if he could complete the task here. After all, he had to accept the task two times more difficult.

The only good news might be that the medicinal materials here were limitless. He could use them limitlessly except that he couldn't take them out of the room.

Dick picked up the piece of paper on the altar and looked at it carefully. He was shocked.

He had thought that no matter how difficult this challenge was, it would only be to refine a level-five pill. However, he did not expect that the task in front of him was to refine a level-four pill!

Although Dick had already refined a level-four pill, the soul-nurturing pill was a soul pill after all. And he could use soul talent as an assistant.

However, the pill in front of him called the sky devouring pill had nothing to do with his talent. If he wanted to refine it, he had to rely on his hard strength.

Looking at the note in front of him, Klein's mind went blank.

He had only seen level-two pills for only two times, let alone level-four pills, or even refining them.

He sat on the ground in misery while pulling his hair. In his opinion, their situation now could no longer be described as miserable. There was simply no hope of walking out of this room.

"Alas, I didn't expect that I would walk with you at the last moment. At the thought of spending thousands of years with you here, I think it's better to die."

Klein said to Dick with a bitter smile. Just when he thought that Dick had given up hope, he was surprised to find that Dick had already sat in front of the herbal pot and was about to put the medicinal materials into it.

"Hey, what the hell are you doing? Do you really think that we two can refine these level-four pills with our own strength? Don't be so naive!"

Klein looked at Dick in disbelief, as if he was looking at a fool.

"How can I know if I don't give it a try? Do you want to live like them, or do you want to become a rotten skeleton like them? If you do, just kill yourself now. I will never stop you."

Dick said to Klein without looking back. He summoned his two avatars to refine the medicinal materials in front of him and remove the impurities in them to increase the possibility of success.

Looking at Dick, Klein didn't know what to do. He didn't have the ability to refine pills, or he couldn't figure out what he could do to help. He could only stand aside helplessly.

Dick didn't pay much attention to Klein at all. At this moment, he was throwing the medicinal materials refined by his avatar into the herbal pot and carefully controlling the temperature according to the records on the prescription.

Dick couldn't use the carry-on medicine refining furnace in this room. He could only use the one provided on the altar, which reduced the success rate of his medicine refining.

Indeed, the first refining failed when it was in the stage of refining medicinal materials. The medicinal materials needed for this pill were extremely precious. And its properties were extremely odd. If there was a slight mistake, it would cause a complete failure.

Dick sighed, but he didn't give up. Instead, he continued to repeat the steps he had just taken, pouring medicinal materials into the furnace and concentrating on refining.

"Hahaha, that's great. Young people are always full of energy. When I first came in, I also worked so hard to refine medicinal materials like him, hoping that one day I could walk out of this workshop. But so many years have passed, I am still here."

Suddenly, Klein heard a night owl-liked voice from the old man next to him. He shivered all over and couldn't help turning his head to look at the old man.

"Young man, why are you looking at me? Got it. You are as baffled as most of the people here. Even if they don't have the talent for medicine refinement, they come here. But you don't have to be too depressed. At least your companion has some talents."

Klein's spirit was shaking. Perhaps it was because the old man's words were too infectious that he felt that he might collapse at any time.

"If you can't shut up after staying here for so many years, I don't mind helping you get rid of it."

Dick's voice came to Klein's ears. Dick gave off a murderous look. The middle-aged man sitting next to them shivered as if he was extremely afraid of Dick. He quickly turned his head and stopped talking.

"You... Why?"

Klein asked hesitantly.

"Don't you know what's in your blood? If you die here, the things in your blood vessels will explode without restraint. I don't want to die here with you."

Dick said quickly. He summoned two more avatars to help him control the flames in the furnace. After summarizing the experience of two failures, he found that the reason why he failed was basically that he did not control the temperature well.

Time passed. They didn't know how long they had been here. Time seemed to have lost its meaning. After them, no one had ever entered this room.

As time went by, Klein gradually calmed down. He sat beside Dick, closed his eyes, and quietly adjusted his physical condition.

Dick had just stopped him from dying, which lit up a glimmer of hope in his heart. He didn't want to die here, nor did he want to be imprisoned here for thousands of years.

He didn't know how to refine medicine, so he couldn't practice medicine with Dick. The only way he could help Dick was to control the liquid in his blood vessels, which would explode at any time. So that his blood wouldn't explode at the most critical moment.