Elven Survival Manual

"Damn it, who is the No.13 guest? How dare you steal my things!"

In private room No. [-], a handsome young man angrily kicked down the chair.

The gems that he had already obtained were suddenly robbed, which made him lose face in the public, and also made him lose faith in His Royal Highness Princess Sofia.

Dennis Charleson had already bragged about the Flower of Kamdor when it was rumored that the two gems were going to be auctioned on the black market, and wanted to give these two gems to her, but now they were snatched away by someone. How could he not be angry.

He was just about to explode.

The young duke's son turned the table again.

Seeing him like this, the butler who followed had no choice but to persuade him: "Young Master, don't be angry, we can investigate the person in private room No. 13 afterward, there are more important things now."

Hearing this, Dennis managed to persuade himself to suppress his temper: "Yes, there are more important things today."

His mission is to take photos of the life potion. If it wasn't for his father, Duke Charleson, whose health was so bad that he couldn't leave the hospital bed, and this matter hadn't been made public, he wouldn't be the one sitting here in charge of participating in the auction. .

The doctor in charge of treating his father has concluded that his father will not live for a year, but their family cannot live without the patriarch.

So for his father, for himself, and for the entire Charlieson family, he had to photograph the life potion no matter what.

There are quite a few people who come here with similar ideas. A ten-year lifespan is not worth mentioning to a long-lived race, but it is enough for human beings to do everything they can.

After the two gemstones were auctioned off, several precious items were auctioned off. When one of the extremely rare magic materials was auctioned, the elf finally determined the location of the old lich. Being so obsessed with magic materials, he shouted an extremely high auction price as if he didn't want money, and then won the auction item.

After that, the original highlight, a weapon that was said to be an artifact, now lost its original aura, and the bidders were very cautious. Once it exceeded a certain price, no one would bid.

In the end, unexpectedly, it turned out that guest No. 132, who was guessed by the elves to be the old lich, was photographed.

Seeing this scene, the elf had to sigh: "1000 more than two million gold coins...it is too rich."

He could guess what the old lich bought this for, just like the Fengshen bow he found in Adadala before, it became a research item for it to study the alchemy level of the Vera continent, and it depends on whether it can be reinstalled in the end. Has the old lich found any magical materials in it?

Hearing this, the Demon King silently took out the magic crystal card he had just processed and put it in the hands of the elf.

This is a magic crystal card that has not yet been bound, anyone who gets it can use it directly.

A number flashed on the dark golden crystal card that made the elf's heart skip a beat.

A full ten digits!That string of numbers simply blinded the elf.

And the Demon King just put it in his hands so plainly, obviously wanting to give it to him.

Even the elf, who has never had any concept of money, feels that the small crystal card in his hand weighs a thousand catties, and his arms are about to sink under the weight.

But the instigator said very flatly: "I prepared it for you to take pictures of things. Since you don't want it, I can give it to you directly. It can also be regarded as the reimbursement fee of the villa."

This reimbursement fee is too much.

The elf took out his magic crystal card, transferred 100 million gold coins into it, and returned the rest intact to the devil.

If the devil doesn't accept it, there is no reason to take back what he sent out.

The elf shook his crystal card: "That's enough, you can keep the rest for me, otherwise I don't always feel safe going anywhere."

He still doesn't want to bear the burden of having huge sums of money.

The devil was silent for a while, probably because he felt that the elf was always with him and didn't need to spend money himself, so he reluctantly took back the crystal card.

At this time, the auction of life potion has already started downstairs.

"The following auction item is probably the reason why everyone gathered here today. I won't say much else. Let's take a look at this auction item now."

The beautiful auctioneer waved her hand, and a staff member came out carefully holding a box.

All eyes were on the box.

When the box was placed on the table on the auction stage, the staff, who were overwhelmed by everyone's gaze, breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left the auction stage.

The beautiful auctioneer opened the box in front of everyone.

Everyone's eyes stopped in the box again.

The [-] cm long box was covered with thick anti-vibration flannelette. On the golden flannelette, ten identical medicines were neatly placed inside. Inside the test tube-like bottle, the red liquid was shaking slightly, like The wine in the glass is more attractive than that.

There was a commotion in the audience. Although they knew that there would be life potions in this auction, they didn't expect that there would be as many as ten.

With so many life potions, people had to think of something deeper.

Being able to take out so many life potions in one go, it is unlikely that they were treasures found in ancient ruins, and it is more likely that they were made by a potion master himself.

But they have never heard of any master who made such a magical potion.

Could it be a lie?

There was a hint of doubt in someone's heart.

The beautiful auctioneer introduced on the stage: "The ten magic potions here are all low-level life potions. , you can recover immediately, and guarantee that you will be able to live healthy and healthy in the next ten years as long as there are no accidents."

This is actually a bit exaggerated, and soon someone in the audience shouted loudly.

"Do you have any proof for what you said? We have never heard of any life potion before. Who knows if this potion is really as magical as you said? Don't we have to wait ten years to see if it is true? Is it?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, many people recognized that this was also an eighth-level powerhouse. Presumably, in front of the eighth-level female swordsman auctioneer, people lower than her would not dare to say such words casually.

Diliana on the stage frowned, and explained lightly: "We have asked Master Moore to test this life potion. After Master Moore's test, this life potion is indeed genuine. No one would think that Master Moore would help Shall we lie?"

The person who questioned was speechless.

Master Moore is the most powerful pharmacy master today. His abilities are well known and his personality is extremely strict and demanding. If he personally guaranteed it, no one would question it.

It can be seen that this life potion is really useful.

Seeing that the doubters shut up, Diliana continued, "If anyone here takes a picture of this life potion, you can use it on the spot, and then you will know whether the potion is effective or not."

Diliana spoke with extreme confidence. In order to invite her to be the auctioneer for this auction, the black market also spent a lot of money.

There were twenty life potions originally sent (influenced by "DW", the old lich habitually took a set when selling potions.) Half of them are here.

And seven of the remaining ten were bought by the boss behind the black market at the final transaction price, and one of the remaining three was used to verify the effect of the medicine and was directly fed to a dying person who voluntarily acted as The black market staff of the experimental product, and the other one was given to Master Moore for research, on the condition that the master be asked to provide a batch of high-level potions for the black market, and if the formula of the life potion is researched, it will be given priority to them.

And the last one belonged to Diliana.

The reason why the black market hired Diliana was not only that she had a high job profile, but also because she had a husband who was in poor health. The husband was once an eighth-level powerhouse, but in order to save Dilly when he was exploring the ruins Unfortunately, Yana was seriously injured. For so many years, Diliana had been relying on Diliana to search for various precious potions to keep him alive. The husband can live for another ten years, and let him live like an ordinary person. Although the power he once had is gone, at least he is not healthy.

So Diliana believed in the magic of this potion.

"Of course, this medicine is not without its shortcomings."

Her tricky words made everyone's ears prick up, and they thought to themselves, sure enough, this miraculous-sounding potion has side effects.

What will it be?Is the strength weakening, or there are other hidden dangers in the body?

But I heard Diliana say: "This low-level life potion is only effective when you drink it for the first time, and it will not increase your life after taking it later, so if guests want to buy more potions and drink it by themselves You can abandon this plan."

There are indeed people who have such plans, and there are quite a few. After hearing Diliana's explanation, they can only give up this idea with regret, but at the same time, more people have become a little more relaxed .

There are as many as ten medicines that can only be taken once, so the chances of them getting a picture are much higher. Those who originally planned to grab one even if they offend the black market have temporarily put aside this. Thoughts, just wait until the auction is over.

However, some people were keenly aware of a certain meaning in Diliana's words.

"Low-level life potion?" A voice suddenly spoke, although the volume was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Since there are low-level ones, there should be high-level ones, girl, am I right?"

The author has something to say: If the devil also gives me a bank card full of money to swipe, I will hug my thigh immediately! ! !

Demon King: Get lost, my thigh is not something you can hold.