Demon Hunter and His Hut

After the funeral ceremony was over, Roger and the two did not find any clues at the Simpson's house, but this time it was not all in vain. Not long after they left, Roger received a check sent by Sherman.

$3000.

The U.S. dollar is the official currency of the federal government of Menia, the country where Roger is now, and its purchasing power is almost the same as that of the United States in his previous life.

$3,000 is not a huge sum of money, but for a high school student, it is an outright windfall.

Recently, Roger has been frugal and spent all the pocket money Andreine gave him, but there are still many things that have not been purchased. With this money, his economic situation will be worse for a long time. Too loose.

In this regard, Roger did not have any embarrassed emotions.

The school took a leave of absence, so Amanda naturally didn't have to go to school. The two returned home and sorted out the clues in their hands, but they discussed and discussed, but there was still no gain.

Amanda originally planned to ask Betty to discuss it together, but after making a phone call, she found out that Betty had left Bay Town a day ago.

Roger originally planned to hide in the room and meditate quietly, but after thinking about it carefully, he changed his mind.

Now that I have money in my hand and a girl around me, how can I be worthy of the 3,000 yuan if I don't go out for a while.

Real luxury is not fun, but there is nothing wrong with buying a few clothes for the little girl and then having a good meal for the two of them.

Although she blamed Roger for her previous actions, Amanda ate it comfortably, according to her.

"Roger, it's not right for you to ask Mr. Sherman for money."

"But there's nothing wrong with me spending your money."

Having said that, Amanda picks the cheapest grocery items and eats just the usual fast food.

All the spending combined can't even compare to the few toys she bought for little Jack.

She just enjoyed the process, not really greedy for money.

Roger was dumbfounded.

It seems that cheeky is indeed contagious, and in less than a day, the red-haired girl has learned the essence of each.

To be honest, Amanda is indeed a standard beauty, with fair skin, a beautiful face, and a good personality.

"But it's a pity..."

Roger couldn't help but sigh.

"Unfortunately not a sorceress..."

Leonardo is not a supermodel. As a demon hunter, I must be a little taller.

"Well... sorceress, this is the most basic requirement."

"Actually, it's not impossible to be a good-looking female fairy."

"As for human women?"

"Of course it's a firm no... OK."

Roger thought silently.

Although he was wandering outside, Roger's attention had been scanning the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally. He quickly locked on the GM car, and after a while, he noticed a red-faced man looming in the distance.

If it weren't for his intentional search, he would never have found the other person's figure.

"Hey, follow along, and see who we can consume."

All day, Roger wandered around, dragging the red-faced man behind him.

When he got home at night, Roger made various small gestures in the room, as if he might go out at any time.

But until late at night, he didn't do anything.

When it was time to go to bed, Roger turned off the light, and just when the red-faced man thought he could rest for a while, the lamp in the room on the second floor quietly turned on again.

The red-faced man cheered up and waited carefully.

Half an hour, an hour.

The lights in the room went out.

Nothing happened.

He yawned tiredly, his eyes kept fighting, but just when he was drowsy, the lights in the room on the second floor came on again.

The big man is strong.

This time the lights went out quickly, about 5 minutes, and the room was dark again.

Go pee?

After being tossed and tossed several times, the red-faced man was already a little tired, his spirit was relaxed, and his eyes were slightly closed.

I don't know how long it took, he suddenly opened his eyes, the surroundings were quiet, and the second floor was still dark.

"Probably fell asleep."

The big man put on a comfortable position and fell asleep drowsily.

At the same time, Roger had quietly turned down from the bathroom window on the other side, went around in a circle, and went straight to the distant forest.

It's been a long day, and he has to deal with that heart.

Without any delay on the way, Roger rushed back to the hut in the woods at the fastest speed. I don't know if it was because of the hidden attribute bonus of the hunter's hut. Although it had been left for a whole day, the wolf heart and eyes were still fresh.

Turning on the lamp in the room, under the dim light, he began to process the material in his hand.

"When there is time in the future, if you want to install a generator, this kind of light is too testy to operate."

After an hour, Roger finally got the first batch of pain potion after exhausting the flesh and blood in his hands.

In the transparent test tube is a liquid as viscous as blood.

"How does this thing work?"

"Want to try it?"

There are still about six or seven hours before dawn, and the time is a little tight.

After hesitating for a moment, Roger made up his mind.

Although the current situation seems to be calm, Ivy and Sherman are both staring at the side, without the strength to protect themselves, it is too dangerous.

"Go back a little later at most."

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. He raised his head and drank a concentration potion, then opened the stopper and drank the red liquid.

Mixed with the stench of blood and the smell of herbs, Roger almost spit out his dinner.

"You don't feel anything?"

He waved the wooden stick in his hand, "This pain medicine is not painful..."

The next second, the sharp pain like a tide hit suddenly, and Roger stumbled, and Roger fell to his knees with a thud.

"what!"

He let out a scream and rolled frantically on the ground, but the more he moved, the more pain he felt. He felt that every muscle fiber was broken, smashed and reassembled.

Thinking of the introductory text in the pain potion, Roger tried to calm himself down, but the spasms and broken muscles made him completely lose control of his body.

He was twitching on the ground like a catfish, and the concentration potion amplified the effect, and he even had the feeling that his breath was aching.

"To die, to die!"

The pain was completely beyond Roger's imagination, and the brain was on the verge of collapse and fainting under the overload stimulation.

However, the effect of the concentration potion kept his mind awake for the last time, and he was helplessly enduring all the pain.

With blue veins on his forehead and bloodshot eyes, Roger felt that he might die at any time. This process was so long, and for the first time he experienced the suffering of a witcher's transformation.

He suddenly remembered a dialogue in the training manual.

"Have you ever felt pain?"

"Yes."

"No, you didn't."