Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 147: Stop a strange torture

One person, one dragon, one deer and one angel sit around behind the curtain, with two things placed on the table in the middle.

"So what is this thing for? Is it a trophy collection?"

The so-called eye stone is actually a stone like an eyeball. It looks crystal clear and shines with a strange purple light.

"My lord, this is actually the true form of the beholder. Although he has eaten my holy purification eighteen times, he has not really died."

If he is not dead, then he can still be rescued?

But as an adult male, in a different world full of monster girls, why do I need a beholder who is proficient in hypnosis, charm, mind control, brainwashing and other mental methods and has a bunch of tentacles?

……

"Uh, so... I'm just asking, if you take action, can you resurrect him?"

Sylvia just shook her head.

"As an angel, my magic can usually only work on living creatures. Even the mildest part of it, if it can be applied to violent creatures, it is the result of maximizing the strength."

"A weird life like this...I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it."

That's true, my honey is his arsenic. Throwing holy light on a person's body restores blood, but doesn't throwing it on a ghost cause real damage?

So he turned his attention to the other two colleagues.

"I can't even make myself sleep twenty-five hours a day. How could this happen?"

"Lord God, this is indeed beyond the scope of my ability. After all, I have never seen a creature like a beholder at all, and even if I can conduct some bioengineering research, there are no samples now."

"My Lord, I don't know why you care so much about this matter, but according to the records in our clan's classics, if the beholder wants to be resurrected, it needs to absorb a lot of weird and filthy atmosphere."

In the end, Sylvia, who had some knowledge of beholders due to her work, gave the answer.

"So if you really want to resurrect him, you can try your luck at the ancient battlefield."

Ji Ming thought for a moment.

"Then if we don't resurrect him, what's the point of this eye stone?"

"I know this."

Bloomfield looked up. On her paw was a thick book that was too small for her.

"The eye stone can enhance the effects of psychic and mental spells. According to the unofficial history I read in a book in the past two days, it seems that the Lionheart King died of this five hundred years ago."

"The Lion-Hearted King was lustful and showed mercy everywhere. In the end, a succubus with a high-level eye stone controlled his mind and forced him to restrain his nature."

"In the end, the succubus died because he blocked the assassination attempt by his political opponent. The hypnotic effect was not lifted, so he transformed into a pervert who attacked the succubus crazily and wanted to seek psychological comfort."

?

Wow, your history is really wild!

If the senior time traveler found out about this, he would be so angry that he would jump out of his grave?

"Wait a minute, where did you get this book?"

"I wanted to read a book after sleeping, and Lord Will gave it to me."

That's too biased. Why don't you send me a book to read?

[You received the compressed package...]

Stop, that's not it.

【Received】

cough.

No one in the founding team knew this kind of magic, so the eye stone was considered useless.

"Okay, let's keep it as a collection."

After throwing the beholder's only hope of resurrection into the warehouse, Ji Ming looked at the magic pipe on the side.

"What about this? Can it allow us to contact the so-called weird conference?"

"Yes."

It can only be said that having an elder in a family is like having a treasure.

There is such a group of old guys with a combined age of nearly 20,000 years helping to make suggestions and know all kinds of crooked knowledge.

Sylvia did not touch the pipe directly, but first wrapped it with magic power.

"Considering that we don't know the origin of such a thing, and its previous owner was a beholder, I don't recommend using it under normal circumstances."

"but……"

She controlled her magic power and pushed the pipe in front of Ji Ming.

"As a god, you are immune to all mental and spiritual attacks, or they are nothing compared to you."

"is it?"

Ji Ming definitely didn't touch it directly, but first went to the little boss for verification.

[Just play if you want, just be careful not to kill the opponent]

you can!

So Ji Ming's hand passed through the magic barrier and directly pinched the pipe.

Good news, nothing happened.

Bad news, nothing happened.

Sylvia could only add.

"You need to try to release magic to communicate with it, so that you can establish a long-term connection with the other side."

Hey!

I see.

This is a phone line, and the other end is a chat group, right?

Ji Ming chuckled and mobilized magic power from his sea of ​​consciousness to his fingertips, touching the pipe.

Almost instantly, this extremely abstract magic pipe flowed upstream and connected to his sea of ​​consciousness.

After waiting quietly for less than three seconds, a high-pitched, tentative voice came over.

【Who are you? 】

I'm your dad.

God knows how much effort it took Ji Ming to swallow these words.

He mobilized the concealment function of the curtain, distorted his voice, and adjusted it to be profound and vast.

【I~am~your~father~】

???

The person on the other end of the phone line was obviously stunned for a moment, and actually started to calculate.

[I am 1238 years old this year, so my father is...]

[Go away, you dare to play tricks on me, a great lich! 】

There was nothing to hide, so Ji Ming had already adjusted the conversation to be open to the public.

Listening to this funny little mouse-like voice, although the four of them remained calm, they all felt a little nervous.

But the stupid lich at the other end of the pipe is still making noises, and his quality is poor. Two out of three sentences contain foul language.

[Damn, this is a big-eyed communication channel. How could it get into your hands? Damn it, what did you do to him? 】

[I warn you, our weird council is very powerful. Together with the Speaker, there are seven in total, and all of them are powerful in the weird world! 】

[You stinky dog ​​can't afford to offend us. Now put your big eyes back and I can spare your life instead of kicking your ass! 】

No, I haven't said anything yet, why did you give yourself up first?

Ji Ming thought for a moment and had an idea.

[Oh, no matter how powerful you are, unless you are weird, you will not be able to... own a suture monster!Otherwise, it would be nothing more than a group of ants]

The Lich did not hesitate and immediately spoke urgently.

[Tch, suture monsters are nothing. There are vampires in our organization. You are definitely not as strong as us! 】

[Hey~ The pale and pale things of the vampires are too disgusting. Don’t you even have anyone stronger, such as an orc? 】

[It’s ridiculous, what kind of despicable and dirty things are orcs are?We have a living titan!Have you ever seen the intelligence born from the corpse of a Titan? 】

No, I'm really stupid and don't stand still. One set is accurate.

Ji Ming waved his hand and started recording on his notepad.

[Bah, flesh and blood giants have long been outdated, now everyone likes rock giants! 】

[What, do you think I haven’t read the novel? The answer in the current version is clearly the mother’s Spider Queen! 】

During the quarrel, Ji Ming and Li Yao were like a pair of children who like to compare.

Lich obviously didn't find the problem, and Ji Ming just decided last night to call himself eighteen years old, so he doesn't feel ashamed, anyway

——It doesn’t matter, I have no shame.

It's just that the racial information he revealed here is basically false, and what the Lich said...

[Asshole, how dare you question me, I swear on my phylactery! 】

Well, eighty percent of it is true.

At last.

【Dragon? What does the dragon mean? Our Lord Speaker is a rare Wendigo Master! 】

One, two, three...seven, that's enough...

【Is it gone? 】

The Lich spoke too hastily and took several breaths very humanely.

【Gone! 】

【thanks】

【Thanks……? 】

While the other party was still wondering what this thank you meant, Ji Ming quickly turned off his microphone.

Turning the box around, the list of seven members of the Weird Dissident was placed in front of everyone.

Lich, vampire, spider queen, shadow feather man, beholder, titan zombie, wendigo...

"So, what do you know about these races?"

Sylvia stretched out her finger and divided the seven races into four parts according to three, one, two, one.

As a magical world with countless races, Yangyue naturally has its own classification method.

In terms of types, they can be divided into six types: spirits, orcs, humans, demi-humans, monsters, and weird ones.

In terms of talent, it can be divided into the same six types: gray tin, black iron, fine steel, bronze, silver, and gold.

Like the goblins who have been making a lot of noise in the dungeon recently, but have no place in the civilized world.

He has poor talent, low potential, and not good enough appearance. He is the younger brother among the younger brothers, and he belongs to the gray tin race among demi-humans.

And the Cheetah Men have established themselves in Sunshine City and even become a force.

The basic white value is higher than other orc races, and it also has its own unique skill "immovable claws", which is the steel race among the orcs.

As for the half-elf who, with his disabled body, could instantly kill countless bandits and taught Ji Ming many fighting skills.

Possessing some elven blood, they are already considered to be otherworldly. Naturally, they are the so-called bronze race among spiritual beings.

The lichs, vampires, and spider queens in the council also belong to this level in Weirdness, and are considered the backbone of the fighting force in this world.

As for the silver race above bronze, except for the pure-blood elves, most of them are the product of bloodline mutation.

They are often princes of one party and possess dominant combat power.

For example, the Wolf King who has recently been fighting in the wilderness is the so-called steppe werewolf.

There is also the Shadow Feather Man in the Council. As a Feather Man variant, he also belongs to this group.

As for the golden race, they are the ones at the top of the pyramid.

Beholder, God's Favored One, the royal families of the current countries, the golden elves from five hundred years ago...

If history were extended infinitely, they might not be the same, but at least for a hundred years, they were absolutely superior.

In addition to these twelve cross-cutting divisions, there are two exceptions.

One is the human race. They are as unstable as boiling water. Whether they are mixed blood or encounter strange encounters, their bloodline talents may change.

Although the basics can only be regarded as mediocre, it is a black iron that is on par with orcs such as hares and sheep.

But their potential is infinite, and humans can exist at any level.

The other is a "legend" who has completely transcended the world and even disdained to communicate with mortals.

<divclass="contentadv">They are rare in number but extremely long-lived, so they can leave their mark in history with just a flap of their wings.

This includes dragons, including angels, but also Titans and Wendigos.

But given that the one in the council is in the form of a titan living corpse, it may have fallen to gold.

After listening to the three colleagues in front of him analyze the existence of the strange dissent, Ji Ming was silent for a moment and then asked.

"Then if they come to attack us now, what are their chances of winning?"

"If we were to fight outside, we might be defeated in a fierce battle."

"What if it's inside the dungeon?"

"With unlimited energy and unlimited teleportation, they are bound to lose!"

Damn, I thought it was a big deal, but this is it.

"Very good, then I'm relieved."

With an idea in his mind, Ji Ming had the space and courage to operate.

Changed sitting position.

【say something! 】

The lich suddenly realized what he was saying and suddenly said something.

[Liar, you are not trying to trick me! ? 】

Without the slightest hesitation.

【no】

[Sure enough, only a more shameless bastard can defeat the obscene big eyes! 】

Amidst the sound of things being pushed over and smashed, the Lich gritted his teeth.

[You, you, you... you are finished, I will go to the Speaker to file a complaint! 】

But before he finished speaking, a rather mellow voice, as soft and warm as velvet, appeared on the other side of the communication channel.

[Little Bones, are you in contact with Zavala? 】

[Sir Speaker! 】

The Lich's voice sounded extremely surprised, as if he was excited about finding his biological father after recognizing his wild father.

[Quick, Big Eyes was taken away by them, and he tricked me...]

The sound stopped suddenly, because in the next moment, the feeling was very clear, as if a heavy presence connected the pipe.

Then there was.

【Hello friend】

The big boss is online?

Ji Ming frowned and sat upright again.

[Hello, not-so-friendly friend]

The other party's words were thorny, but the Wendigo's smile did not diminish.

[Haha, a certain great existence, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us]

[In fact, our secret society is just a loose organization. Zavala is an overly curious and impulsive beholder. He often acts alone and explores unknown places. We also tried to persuade him, but it was only once. Without persuasion, problems arose]

Very clever words. Not only did he single himself out, but he also gave the beholder a little relief.

Ha, a big bloody deer head with a magnetic voice is really interesting.

If Ji Ming hadn't seen some anti-fraud promotional videos and knew that the voice had nothing to do with his appearance, personality and stance, he might have been fooled.

[If by curiosity and impulsiveness you mean tempting surrounding creatures to attack my fortress by surprise, I think our communication can stop here.]

[Did he actually cause such a big trouble? 】

Wendigo's voice trembled, as if surprised.

[I'm really sorry, but I hope you can at least return his eye stone to us]

[I am willing to come to the door to apologize, and I am also willing to come to the door to say thank you, and offer sufficient apology and thank you gifts]

The subsequent apology sounded sincere, and he took the initiative to mention material compensation.

He is caring and sincere, just like a loyal and reliable parent who cares about his companions.

——If Ji Ming didn't notice, a very vague maliciousness was conveyed.

Just like the beholder described by Sylvia, this group of high-level weirdos always like to add information to the other party during negotiations.

It's a pity that this time he met no longer the legendary angel, but the God who must never be offended.

So Ji Ming took out a wooden fish from his arms, blew on it, and quietly picked up the gavel.

The Wendigo was still striking while the iron was hot, continuously conveying mental suppression and coaxing at the same time.

[I’m glad that you are willing to seriously consider it, so when can I visit you...]

hum~~~

【…】

The legendary creatures are indeed powerful, and the ordinary weird ones would be reincarnated immediately after hearing this, but the Wendigo only paused for a moment.

[Friend, you should believe my sincerity]

Amidst that extremely strange knocking sound, which seemed like it could peel off a person's soul, the powerful being who killed the beholder pretended not to know anything.

【what are you saying?I don’t believe you]

Zavala, you idiot, what the hell did you mess with!

Dissident Wei tried to resist, but while one side was fully mobilizing his mental power, the other side was just knocking on the wooden fish.

In the conflict between the two sides, it is self-evident who can consume more energy than the other.

Helpless, the Speaker could only drop one sentence.

[Please think about it carefully again, I look forward to your reply]

Then the communication was closed.

"How about it, Mr. Speaker, have they agreed to release Big Eyes?"

Next to the long table is a small skeleton bound by black chains. Judging from the bones, he was probably only ten years old when he was alive. He was the lich who had challenged Ji Ming before.

But what is different from other lichs is that she is not wearing a black robe, but an extremely luxurious aristocratic dress, with smooth silk dotted with gold threads and gems.

Raising his tall body like a mountain, Wendigo unlocked the magic chain.

"It may take some time, Martha, but I will try to save our friends."

He lowered himself hideously and horribly, revealing his skeletal head like a rotting corpse.

"So in the meantime, you have to try your best not to cause trouble, do you understand?"

As he spoke, he tapped Martha on the head with his fingertips, which were thicker than the opponent's arm bones.

"understand!"

The little lich was as happy as an innocent girl.

The Wendigo slowly left here, and when he walked out of the door, there were two tall steppe werewolves standing there.

The wolf king swept across the wasteland and had already slaughtered ninety-nine and eighty-one tribes that refused to comply. Naturally, they were both prairie wolves, so they were proud of each other.

But when they saw the Wendigo coming out, they immediately lowered their raised heads and said humbly.

"Is the high priest finished?"

"Um……"

"Remember, take good care of Miss."

Winter is always very early in the southern wilderness, and the Wendigo only stayed for a moment before disappearing into the biting cold wind.

After a long time, Martha took back her gaze.

She jumped to the edge of the cliff and carefully pressed her hands on the railing.

"Everyone, please work harder, there are still many friends waiting for us to wake up!"

Under the snow-white mountain wall, there is not a forest or a sea of ​​flowers, but a mass grave filled with corpses.

Leopard men, wild werewolves, ocelot men, fully armed human mercenaries...

Among the scattered wreckage, there were even centaurs and strange werewolves with wounds all over their bodies.

But now, they are just the raw material for the Lich to build his undead army.

Countless skeletons walked through it, dragging the hard leather armor and cutting the frozen flesh, making constant creaking sounds.

However, these heart-wrenching sounds will be blown away by the cold wind if they can't reach the clean cliff, and they will fall into a mess of filth.

Just like Ji Ming, whose face was twisted and biting his clothes, he was sewing the wound on his calf.

After dealing with the strange meeting, he patrolled the dungeon and quickly returned to the clinic.

As a result, I lost my head when I opened the bedroom door, and accidentally stepped on the animal trap I had set up last night.

Then I remembered that although there were a lot of things that happened tonight, I actually hid in the underground city to avoid disaster in the first place.

As a result, the night passed without any assassination or negotiation.

Nothing happened, as if he had been forgotten by Andrew. It was really...

Great!

Now there is a lot of mess in the dungeon, and there are still things to prepare for internal testing later. The less gossip in Sunshine City, the better.

"So I was sweating from the hard work of stitching, and the last time I was moved to tears. I definitely didn't cry out of pain!"

Even though his energy and blood are now much higher, and the animal trap at the door mainly serves as a warning, it is not very powerful.

But even if it doesn't hurt the muscles and bones when clamped on the leg, it will definitely end up with the skin and flesh torn to pieces.

After stitching the wound bit by bit, Ji Ming thought for a while and applied Rejuvenation Three Generations instead of spirit-gathering liquid before wrapping it in gauze.

"Oh, what a bad luck."

Dragging his injured leg, which he dared not move, he sat behind the counter with a pen and paper.

Isn't that stupid Andrew just worried about how little money his father makes?

Okay, then I will fulfill his filial piety and take advantage of the trend to increase the price!

So when Adele came to the clinic with breakfast, before she could ask the doctor what was wrong with her leg, she looked at the price list and her eyes widened.

"Doctor, why did the price suddenly increase five times?"

Except for the fourth generation of rejuvenation, which still costs twenty silver coins, the prices of other medicines and treatment procedures have increased across the board.

Even the cheapest one, the Rejuvenation Generation, which only cost twenty copper coins to be used once, simply disappeared from the price list and was out of print.

"Uh……"

His face was hidden in the shadows, and Ji Ming's tone contained a hint of three-point world, three-point shooting, and three-point return to vitality...

Well, he coughed wildly for more than ten minutes in advance and successfully made his voice hoarse.

"Some colleagues came to me in the middle of the night to cause trouble, saying that my prices were too low and that it was preventing them from making money."

"Then it can't just be like this..."

"Stop it, let's end this matter."

The shorter the lie, the fewer the loopholes.

Although the therapeutic effect of the Third Generation of Rejuvenation is far inferior to that of the Spirit Gathering Liquid, this wound is kept as evidence, and it must be left on his leg for a day no matter what.

So throughout the morning, patients could see the limping Dr. Ji Ming, and his hoarse tone with a hint of guilt.

"Hey, if the price increases, just increase the price. Doctors shouldn't blame themselves."

"This is the inner city. Even if Dr. Ji's price increases, it will not be as expensive as other colleagues."

“Indeed, support is enough!”

So it was clearly Ji Ming who made several times more money.

What patients say is that Dr. Ji is a kind-hearted doctor and is still cheap even though he has clearly raised the price.

What fell in the ears of passers-by was that Dr. Ji argued hard and fought with several fellow Lemon Spirits, but unfortunately lost in the end.

When the tavern started to get busy at noon, the dwarfs were switching glasses to the "Rebirth of the Miracle Doctor in the City".