Shall we go to open up the wasteland together tomorrow?

The totem market is bigger than Ethan imagined.

Ethan's eyes were dazzled by watching it all morning.

The totems are all kinds of strange, including gods, monsters, hell and the human world.

It was comparable to the galleries he went to before.

But these totems all have one thing in common: expensive!

Even Ethan, who had just made a small fortune, was frightened when he saw this.

So at this time, he was just looking at the flowers, and he was just appreciating art.

Unknowingly, we reached the second half of the market.

Most of the shops here help to engrave totems. The first half is to purchase totem samples and the second half is to engrave, one-stop service.

Engraving totems is not just a simple carving technique.

A complete totem includes: graphics and thoughts.

Graphics refer to totem lines, which are pictures that everyone can see. These pictures can often explain the origin of totems.

But what really works is the path of thought, and building the path of thought is the purpose of engraving a totem.

When the mind power is constructed through the totem engraving, a special bonus will be obtained, which will increase the effect of the mind tool.

The engraving of totems is often closely related to the materials, techniques, and carriers used to construct the ideological path.

So it is very important to find a good engraving master.

This is also the real reason why Master Fanta can become a guest of the Prism Organization and nobles of all sizes.

By engraving a totem, she can increase the power of a thought tool by more than half.

Of course, if you want to truly unleash the power of your mind tool, choosing the right totem is also crucial.

For example, if the baptism ceremony of the owner of the chanting tool is 'Greetings from the God of Light', then he is a dependent of the God of Light, and a totem engraved with the God of Light is more in line with his abilities.

If he believes in the Statue of Liberty, then totems engraved with the Statue of Liberty would be better.

Ethan looked at the dazzling array of souvenirs on the market and was filled with envy.

To which deity does his baptismal ceremony, ‘Condemnation of Sin and Heavenly Punishment’ belong? Confused.

As they were walking, they heard a quarrel.

"Let's go, what kind of totems are you looking for? Didn't you get them from some painter?"

A small shop that specializes in collecting totem samples and making totem tools is selling out a down-and-out scavenger.

"Mr. Clemont, I really got this from the Mist Reclamation. Please believe me."

The scavenger was about thirty years old, and his clothes were ragged, as if he had just returned from a misty world.

In his hand he held a carved stone slab. Judging from the color, it did look like it had just been discovered in the ruins.

Ethan glanced curiously and saw a fiery red sun painted on the slate.

Um? Why does it look so familiar...

"Uncle, please wait a moment, where did you find this stone slab?"

Ethan quickly grabbed the poor scavenger uncle in front of him.

Because the totem in his hand actually had the same pattern on the bottom of the broken lamp he got from the well.

Ethan believed that the totem in the hand of this poor scavenger was most likely real.

"this……"

The down-and-out man hesitated as if he had something to hide, and did not directly answer Ethan's words.

When Ethan saw this, he thought that this stone slab was definitely not obtained from land reclamation as he said.

"Could it be...that you really asked an artist to draw it, uncle?"

Ethan deliberately tried.

The down-and-out man said angrily: "How is it possible? How could I, Barret, do such a thing? Besides... I don't have the money to hire a painter."

Ethan took a look at his clothes and estimated that no painter would be willing to paint him.

"Hey, this is a treasure passed down from my friend's family. Now I need money urgently, so I want to sell it."

“I didn’t expect that the bosses here don’t know their stuff!”

He raised his voice deliberately, probably because he was a little unconvinced and wanted the owners of the engraving shops to listen.

"Did you encounter any difficulties when you were friends?"

"Hey, don't mention it...it's also bad luck."

Then Ethan listened to the down-and-out man talking.

It turned out that he and his friends had signed up in the arena to make a living and became gladiators.

But he was tricked into crying by the black-hearted Gladiator manager.

First, a friend was seriously injured. According to the contract, when the gladiator was injured, the arena was obliged to treat him.

In fact, Arena did take his friend to the church to receive the bright holy light.

Unexpectedly, after being illuminated by the holy light, my friend's injuries healed quickly. However, not long after, he became dizzy and weak, had a high fever, and purple cloud-like spots appeared on his body.

As a result, the manager of the arena said that this was the 'Seal of Hell', a terminal illness, and he refused to spend another bellow.

I had no choice but to sell the stone slab passed down by my ancestors.

"Don't believe it. My friend's ancestor was once the captain of a large guild. He came from a poor family. This slate is genuine."

Ethan nodded in belief.

"Uncle, can you show me your friend?"

The down-and-out man hesitated.

"Uncle, don't get me wrong, I am actually a doctor."

After speaking, he opened the lapel of his coat, and there was a pharmacist badge hanging on the chest of the clothes underneath, which he had obtained in Turing City.

"That's great, doctor, please come with me."

Following the down-and-out man's twists and turns, he came to an unusually remote old street.

The low walls of the street are all mottled by the years. It is obvious that this is not a bustling downtown.

"Squeak~"

The down-and-out man opened the door of an old house.

Walking into the room, Ethan saw the friend mentioned by the downtrodden man.

He was in bed at this time, unconscious.

Ethan saw that his face was as pale as gold paper, his breathing was weak, and his pupils shrank into a dot. It was obvious that he was on the verge of death.

"Your friend's condition is not good, you have to hurry up to treat him!"

The downtrodden man was anxious when he heard it, and hurriedly begged Ethan to treat his wounds.

Ethan lifted the quilt and looked around the patient's body. There was indeed a palm-sized purple-black "Yellow Spring Seal" on his back, which was extremely terrifying.

But there was really no other bruises.

According to the downtrodden man, he was seriously injured at the time, and it had been several days.

Ethan guessed that it was because the patient had a penetrating wound at the time, and the church pastor only repaired the surface wound, but the internal tissue did not heal.

But it had been several days, and there was only this little Yellow Spring Seal on the patient's body, which was not in line with common sense.

Suddenly Ethan remembered something and immediately asked, "Has he been vomiting blood recently?"

"Pah!"

The downtrodden man slapped himself on the head.

"Oh, it's true. He has been vomiting blood these past two days, and he vomits quite a lot each time."

"What color is the blood?"

"This, I remember it is bright red."

Bright red is likely to be a tiny bleeding spot on the surface of a tissue in the digestive tract.

"Then uncle, where was his wound at that time?"

The downtrodden uncle pulled open the patient's clothes and pointed at the upper abdomen below the heart.

"It's here!"

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Today, some previous chapters have been revised. There should be only this chapter, so you don't have to wait~