Doomsday Mage Summons the Undead

As soon as Zhui Feng entered the gathering place, a vendor walked up to him enthusiastically, holding a wooden box on his chest.

The vendor also held a bottle of light green potion in his hand.

"How about it? If you don't like it, I have other potions here. As long as you can think of it, I have it here."

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, controlled Zhuifeng and asked, "Bring Qingliang over here and let me take a look."

"Okay, okay, here it is for you."

The vendor was very attentive and handed the refreshing coolant to Zhui Feng.

Zhui Feng picked up the potion and placed it under the moonlight. The light green potion was divided into two layers, as Qi Lin expected.

However, the potion in front of him had far more impurities than the potions Qi Lin had studied before.

The top layer of clear liquid is barely a few milliliters.

Qi Lin controlled Zhuifeng, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face, and then said: "Is it the only one with this concentration?"

The hawker suddenly looked shocked and said hurriedly: "Of course not."

He looked around very cautiously, got a little closer and said, "Brother, I know you know the goods, but there's no need to say it in front of so many people, right?"

"Come with me and I'll show you what really good things are."

The vendor raised his eyebrows at Zhui Feng, signaling for him to follow him.

Qi Lin followed the vendor in front of him through the streets and alleys of the gathering place. He was right as he estimated. There were differences in concentration between the potions.

The so-called concentration is the transparent mucus that precipitates in the upper layer of the medicine. The more mucus, the higher the concentration.

The impurities in that bottle of potion with the pattern of wheat ears were almost unnoticeable.

The effect even goes beyond medical injections.

The vendor kept saying hello to other people along the way.

Not long after, the two came to a wooden house, which was on the southernmost side of the gathering place and sparsely populated.

While unlocking the door, the vendor whispered: "Brother, there are some things you can say and some things you can't say. This is not a city of yellow sand."

"Come on, take a look and see what you want. But let me tell you in advance that here, the prices are naturally different for different concentrations."

Qi Lin controlled Zhui Feng and nodded.

As the wooden house opened, the stench hit us as if it were real.

The vendor took out a piece of cloth from somewhere and tied it around his mouth and nose.

"No, here you go."

"Don't worry, this is all clean."

Qi Lin curled his lips, and there was something shiny on the black cloth in front of him...

He controlled Zhui Feng to take the black cloth, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and covered the back of his hands with the black cloth. From the outside, he looked no different from a hawker.

The vendor led Qi Lin into the wooden house.

As soon as he entered the house, Qi Lin looked around. The small wooden house was divided into two rooms, and Qi Lin was in the outermost room.

There are more than ten wooden boxes placed in the room, either thrown on the ground or placed on the table. Each wooden box contains more or less medicine.

The vendor put down the wooden box in his hand and moved his sore shoulders.

"Look first, let me know if you want anything. The concentration of the medicine here is roughly divided into two levels: 30% and 50%. The 50% concentration medicine is almost sold out. , this is the last batch of goods from dozens of gathering places in the surrounding area, the city lord has already taken away the goods, and if you want to wait for the next supply, you will have to wait at least a month."

The vendor kept talking.

Qi Lin secretly made a note and controlled Zhui Feng to walk around the room.

Pick up the potion from time to time and observe.

"That's 50% poison. Do you know the salamander? It's made from its mucus."

Qi Lin nodded slightly.

"This bottle of potion is relatively expensive. Salamanders are too difficult to hunt. Moreover, if you want to obtain the mucus of salamanders, you need to send out at least three teams to catch them alive. There is also a demand for its level. You need at least golden peak salamanders. .”

"The bottle in your hand is the last one, so I'll sell it to you for 50 silver coins."

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, is this potion so expensive?

He picked up the potion and observed that the upper third of it was occupied by transparent mucus.

"The concentration of this bottle is fifty percent?"

"Yes, I don't accept haggling. One bottle is less than one bottle. There is basically no price on the market. Some people even dare not sell it."

There was something magical about the hawker's words.

Qi Lin said "Oh" and pretended to be curious: "Why don't you dare to sell it?"

The vendor sat on the chair and spread his hands helplessly: "What's the point? These are the rules set by the City of Yellow Sand. The potions are made and sold by the city lord's palace. As long as the concentration exceeds 40%, They all need to be registered, and if they are discovered, just wait for death.”

"It's just that people have to live for something. If I'm not talented, I just want to make money."

The vendor chuckled and said, "The preparation of the potion is actually very simple. It just requires some magic seed materials. Okay, okay, I'm going to go a long way. Do you want it?"

Qi Lin put the potion back where it belonged and said, "I'll take a look again."

The vendor nodded.

"There are many other types of potions. You can take a look. Once these are sold out, you won't be able to find me."

Qi Lin kept picking up the potion and comparing it with the potion in the space ring in his memory.

It seems that new business opportunities have been discovered.

The potion in the space ring, if you take out a bottle at random, the concentration of the potion can beat the things in front of you.

According to what he said, a potion with a concentration of 50% can be sold for 50 silver coins. That would be if the potion in his space ring was sold.

The money gained will be astronomical.

After Qi Lin made sure that there were no missing details around him, he controlled Zhui Feng, picked up a bottle of potion, and handed it to the vendor.

"I want this."

The vendor took one look at the potion and said with some disappointment: "10 silver coins, don't you need anything else?"

Qi Lin shook his head and said meaningfully: "I just came here and am not very familiar with it. The remaining money is still useful."

The vendor's eyes suddenly lit up: "You can ask me, everything in the surrounding gathering places cannot escape my eyes."

Qi Lin caught the bait, frowned, and said with doubt in his tone: "Really?"

The hawker slapped his chest so loudly that it crackled.

"In this way, you can ask one first. This is free, just as you give me a try."

Qi Lin nodded and said calmly: "Have you seen any men in black clothes hunting demon species outside recently?"

The vendor thought for a moment and seemed to remember something: "Are you talking about Hei Wuchang? He is the only man in black clothes who is hunting demon species."

Qi Lin nodded slightly and said, "It seems you know quite a lot."

The hawker's face lit up and he said with a bit of pride, "Of course."

Qi Lin then asked: "Next, let me ask you something. Do you know what the ingredients of the medicine are?"

The vendor immediately said: "I know, but the answer requires 10 silver coins."

Qi Lin nodded and said it was no problem.

The vendor then said in a deep voice: "Pharmacions can generally only be made by alchemists in the city lord's palace. Most of the raw materials used are some demon fragments, or fragments or demon blood. The higher the concentration, the higher the concentration of the demon used in the potion." The more advanced the fragments are."

Qi Lin nodded, and then asked: "City Lord's Mansion, why do you need to control the concentration of the medicine?"

"This question costs 5 silver coins."

"The concentration of medicines currently on the market is less than 40%. The therapeutic effect can be said to be minimal, and there may even be serious side effects. As for those high-concentration medicines, they are all internal personnel of the City Lord's Mansion. use."

Qi Lin asked a few more innocuous questions, and the atmosphere between the two of them was no longer as serious as before.

Seeing that the time was right, Qi Lin controlled Hei Feng and said nonchalantly: "By the way, have you seen a team entering and exiting the gathering place recently? They are probably dressed in black."

The vendor was stunned.

Standing up suddenly: "Are you sure you want to know this question?"

Qi Lin nodded calmly.

"1 gold coin."

"As long as you can afford it, I'll tell you."

Qi Lin frowned. The information he was asking about was none other than Team William.

Although William's team has taken away the goods here, it is somewhat difficult to investigate the specific places where they entered and exited.

At present, the information Qi Lin has learned has put together the general picture of the matter.

The only thing that made him a little worried was that everyone in William's team had a token with wheat ears engraved on it.

This matter must be investigated.

Qi Lin nodded slightly, indicating that he could accept it.

The hawker stopped laughing and joking before, stood up and said seriously: "That team, I can only tell you, is the law enforcer in the city lord's palace. They came here a few days ago, located to the west of the gathering place, and took away the goods. .”

"No further comment."

Vendors are very strict about this.

Qi Lin nodded slightly.

Control Chai Feng and hand over the money needed to the vendor.

The hawker looked at him thoughtfully. Just when Qi Lin was about to leave, the hawker suddenly shouted: "The city lord is not that easy to deal with. Many people have resisted him. If you want to overthrow him, you must start with the alchemist." .”

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows. It was obvious that the vendor regarded him as a reactionary who wanted to overthrow the city lord's palace.

Qi Lin was not surprised. Instead, he thought of a good way, a way that could greatly attract the attention of the city lord.

He controlled Chasing Wind and turned around to express his thanks.

After parting, Qi Lin went to the west and continued to move forward.

The flow of people in the gathering place became less and less as he followed, and tall buildings and walls appeared more and more frequently.

Qi Lin looked at the surrounding walls and remembered what happened in Rudolph's castle. He controlled Chasing Feng and observed carefully.

Time flies by minute by second, and the white fish belly in the east gradually rises.

Zhui Feng still had no clue.

Qi Lin could only tell Zhui Feng: "Continue to observe and don't conflict with others."

"Yes, Khan."

At Qi Lin's body, he put away the bottles and cans on the ground and hid in the shadows. The scorching sun was coming.

The residents of Akashu offer fewer and fewer items for trade. Qi Lin speculates that this may be related to the thickness of Ivan's treasure trove.

"My emperor, someone is coming."

Black Wind said slowly in the soul link.

Qi Lin transferred his consciousness to his clone.

McCas held a stick in his hand. As long as there were wounded people sleeping in the tent, the end result would be a stick.

"What time is it? Aren't you on your way?"

McCas cursed.

Although the wounded who were beaten awake were resentful, none of them dared to speak.

Not long after, McCas "accidentally" came to Qi Lin and others.

The face that was originally full of sullenness turned gentle in an instant: "I'm sorry to bother you today, we'll start on our way now."

Qi Lin did not speak.

Macas squinted his eyes and stared at Alice. It took him a long time to leave the sight of several people.

The team was quickly ready to go. From the shadows, McCas took out the bottle of ointment again, his eyes a little hesitant, and finally seemed to be unable to resist, repeating yesterday's actions.

When McCas walked out of the shadows, his energy obviously became a little better, more like he was a little more excited.

"Everyone, get ready to go, we must arrive today!"

"Captain, I don't know where Ronald is."

McCas frowned, and a trace of anger suddenly appeared on his face: "Find someone and bring him back to me! If you want to see him alive, you want to see his body if he dies!"

"Yes, Captain."

Just as McCas was preparing to leave, the gate of the gathering place was full of people betting.

"what happened?"

"I don't know. I heard from the people in front that people from the City Lord's Mansion are coming and they want to seal the city."

"City Lord's Mansion? What are they doing in our little place?"

"Who knows, maybe they won't let us leave until we investigate clearly."

The people in front were discussing.

After showing the badge of the City Lord's Mansion, no one had any objections, and the originally thick crowd dispersed instantly.

McCas's face suddenly became a little ugly. He got off his horse and walked forward.

The man in black clothing at the city gate was talking about something unknown.

The man threw the potion in his hand into the sky and shouted: "The city lord ordered, seal the city!"

McCas was pushed to the ground and looked at the team. Dozens of pairs of eyes in the team were staring at him, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable on his face.

He stood up, patted the dust on his body a little stubbornly, and then walked towards the team.

"I can't help it, I won't let it pass, but I guess the investigation will be completed today. It's a small matter."

"Captain, what's the reason?"

McCas gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Do you think I am someone who works in the City Lord's Mansion?"

The atmosphere in the team suddenly became a bit awkward.

McCas stopped paying attention, turned around and mounted his horse, looking into the distance without knowing what he was thinking.

He wasn't trying to bribe these stupid wounded people. Now, Ronald's disappearance was affecting his heart.

If Ronald told others about what happened yesterday, the rumor would quickly spread throughout the Blood Sea restricted area.

At that time, even if he talks about it in vain, he will try to muddle through.

Ronald's identity will also be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

While McCas was still worrying about how to handle this matter, Qi Lin controlled the ghost and followed the team sent by the city lord's palace.

Back to yesterday's earthen house again.

The beggar didn't say a few words before he was nailed to the wall by the law enforcer with a sword, and he didn't know whether to live or die. (End of chapter)