I really can't control myself

At this time, the old surveillance man looked really miserable. Not only was half of his face swollen like a pig's head from being beaten, but his mouth was also full of blood, and a few teeth fell out from time to time.

Of course, this just looks a bit miserable, and the only thing injured is the face. Obviously, this injury is actually nothing to a monk.

What's more important is that Linton's damage is pure physical damage, unlike other monks' attacks that mostly add magic damage. The way he is beaten here is really just like this, and there will be no effect of spiritual energy entering the body and damaging the inside of the body.

However, the old man still felt uncomfortable at this time. Not only because of the mental damage, the most important thing was that he was a little uncomfortable being shocked by his own spiritual energy.

Doesn't Linton insist on him resisting? Of course, he will have to pay a price for resisting.

The weird thing here is that Linton's attack does not have any spiritual energy attached to it, but the old man must use spiritual energy to resist Linton's attack. This causes the spiritual energy in his body to be hard-topped but unable to compete with the spiritual energy on the opposite side. As a result of the mutual neutralization, their own spiritual energy reverberated crazily in their bodies, and now they were being made uncomfortable by their own spiritual energy.

The old man really found it strange, but he couldn't understand how Linton could deal such attack damage without using spiritual energy. He almost couldn't resist it with his own spiritual energy. Yes, it was at this moment that he realized that he couldn't understand Linton's tricks.

However, he still resisted the attack in the end, which made him somewhat confirm his previous judgment. Although the other party's situation is a little strange, I can still cope with it.

At this time, he subconsciously covered his face and looked at Linton. Of course, there was anger and resentment in his eyes, but before he could say anything, Linton's light words almost made him break through his guard again.

"I'm happy, are you happy?" Linton said with a smile.

"You..." Shen TN could still ask him if he felt good. Do you think he felt good after being slapped more than a dozen times? The old man almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Yeah, yeah, it seems like you're quite happy too." Linton nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk about business."

"You...what do you want to talk about?" The old man said through gritted teeth, suppressing the urge to scold her on the spot.

"Well, as I just said, I don't have that much time. I've been playing with you for a long time, and I'm not going around in circles now." Linton said.

"..." Shen TN has been playing with you for a long time. I can only say that Linton's words are getting more and more irritating. Every time the old man feels like his blood vessels are about to burst with anger.

"You should also know that I came to your Alchemist Guild for a purpose," Linton said.

"Tell me what you want." The old man was not surprised. Anyway, he felt from the beginning that Linton could not be trying to get an explanation from someone. It was definitely just an excuse. He had heard Linton and Mo Yu talk about compensating the entire branch to him before, but he was really not sure if this was Linton's purpose.

"I heard that your alchemist guild seems to have mastered some method of extracting luck? Is it true?" Linton said directly.

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, the old man's expression changed obviously. Almost instantly, he had already thought about why Linton came here. There was a relationship problem with the Daning royal family.

Yes, it is obvious that Linton can only hear this statement from the Daning royal family. After all, they have only had transactions with the Daning royal family in this regard.

Although the old man wanted to hide it, it was obviously of no use. Although Linton's sentence was a question, it was obvious that he had already determined the situation on his side. Even if you deny it, the other party won't believe it.

"It's not a draw, it's a transaction." After thinking about it for a while, the old surveillance man here said, "We provide the elixir here in exchange for their human emperor's luck. This is just a transaction."

"Yeah, yeah, yes, that's fine." Linton nodded, "So, what is the form of this luck transaction? I heard from the people over there that you didn't take anything away during the transaction. "

"Luck is something that is invisible and intangible." The old man here said, "They agree to make concessions, and that's enough."

"Isn't there some physical form of expression?" Linton frowned and said, "For example, take out a Qi dribble ball, or seal it in a jar."

"..." The old man looked at Linton and said nothing, with an expression like "Brother, don't say anything else."

"Then how do you know that their luck has been traded to you? And since it has been traded for so many years, the luck of this transaction should have a transaction volume, right? There should be some measurement standard for the share of each transaction. It’s like having a panel with a value such as luck, and then deducting a point for each transaction,” Linton said.

"..." The old man looked at Linton again and said nothing.

"Speak! Try looking at me like this again. Believe it or not, I will whip you into an idiot." Linton shouted directly.

"Did you see that?" The old man suddenly pointed at the huge statue next to him and said.

"Is this the god you worship?" Linton asked directly.

"Actually, I don't know how I got this so-called luck. I am only responsible for the transaction, and this luck will not be handed over to me." The old man said, "After the transaction is successful, this statue will give Respond. I don’t know if it has received the goods. Anyway, if there is a response, I will just continue to send the elixirs there. "

Linton nodded slightly and saw that the old man probably didn't know the specific situation. After all, although he was considered a member of the Alchemist Guild Headquarters, he was just a part-timer after all.

It was obvious that this old man was not a die-hard loyalist of the Alchemist Guild, that is to say, he was not a fanatical believer. It can also be seen from what he said that he actually does not worship this statue like a god. And when you see him compromising with Linton at this time, you know that compared to the guild's interests, isn't he choosing his own interests?

If he was completely loyal to the guild and willing to dedicate everything he had to the guild, would he care about how he would explain to the guild headquarters in the future, so that he would be beaten alive here?

Therefore, Linton believed in the authenticity of what the old man said at this time and could not find any reason to lie to him at this time.

"So, just trading?" Linton asked, "How does it work? Can you demonstrate it to me?"