Lord of the Witches

Compared with pure meditation practice, it would not take too much time to just digest fuel.

But this time, it was different.

Tang Qi himself can't remember how much fuel he picked up in the tomb under the eyes of those polluters. Those corpses that are enough to scare people to death are extremely attractive to Tang Qi.

With a flip of the hand, the fuel is thrown into the furnace.

It took him several hours to digest all the fuel in the Ruins of Darkness.

When he woke up, it was already bright outside the window.

Some scorching sunlight shone on Tang Qi through the gap in the curtains.

But at this moment, he was a little unclear whether it was the temperature of the sun or from his own body.

Instead of looking at the wall clock on the wall to confirm the time, his eyes fell on himself.

The dim light gathers, and a special interface immediately appears.

Compared with the extremely simple picture at the beginning, Tang Qi's eyes reflected a gradually complicated scene.

In the skill column, the rest of the skills have not changed significantly.

But the most important meditation method is completely different.

Fourteen percent!

This is the current progress of meditation.

In other words, the overnight harvest has increased by a full four percent.

Rao Tang Qi had a faint premonition, but he was still surprised at this time.

"If I had discovered this kind of good thing earlier, wouldn't it have triggered the second gift now?"

"Facing the Lord of the Furnace for the first time, I got the trial effect."

"When the progress exceeds 20%, what will I get?"

Tang Qi admired the increase in progress from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm already looking forward to tonight, but what kind of thing is that pool of pollution that requires so much flesh and blood full of negative power?"

It's not that Tang Qi is sympathetic and worried that Hastu Club has some huge conspiracy that will harm the residents of Mercer City.

Rather, as a young high school student, he is now in Mercer City.

There are eggs under the overturned nest!

If the Pollution Pool is an extremely dangerous existence, if it succeeds, it may affect the entire Meser City.

"Perhaps we can find an opportunity to leak the information about Pollution Pond to the Castle Bureau. Regardless of whether they know it or not, please remind me first. If there is a bad sign, I also have a way out."

Thinking of this, Tang Qi got up.

Although it was easy to pick up fuel last night, it was still a night of running around, and the clothes had a bit of a smell, which can be imagined after a night of retting.

The original owner and Tang Qi themselves were a little bit obsessed with cleanliness. After smelling the smell together, they immediately frowned, and quickly went to the bathroom, cleaned it well, and changed into clean clothes.

Only then did he feel the surging and majestic spiritual power in his body, humming a tune from the original owner's hometown, and prepared brunch for himself.

He just checked the time, it was about ten o'clock in the morning.

It's more appropriate to call it brunch when the breakfast time has passed and the lunch time has not yet arrived.

It's very simple, because the last time he tasted the perverted spicy hot dog in the Newton region, this time he used a famous hot sauce from a superpower in Asia, paired with expensive ham from the Federal South, a few simple and refreshing side dishes, homemade Once a perverted spicy burger.

After eating, I felt that the taste was top-notch, and I praised myself severely.

Then he left the small building comfortably, and went to the teaching area first. After meeting with his only friend Sally, he checked today's courses, but he didn't find the "Monster Files" class that he was interested in.

So he decisively used the privilege, left the school, got on a bus, and headed to the bustling downtown area.

Now the whole high school knows that Tang Qi, a seemingly ordinary freshman, is actually a "privileged class". When he is secretly envious and jealous, no one will provoke Sally.

Only some mean girls would curse in private: "Unlucky Sally finally found a backer, but her unlucky attitude will definitely make her backer collapse, just like being at the same table with her once, she will surely fall when she returns home .”

The not-so-cheap girl next to her persuaded: "Forget it, actually think about it carefully, apart from Angela's relationship, we don't have any enmity with Sally. The feeling of wanting to bully her is a bit inexplicable, just like It's like being controlled."

"That's true. With Sally's bad luck, she will kill herself sooner or later. We don't need to do it."

"Hey, speaking of it, Angela and the others seem to have not been to school for a long time, did something happen?"

"Don't worry, with the family background of Angela and those people, how could something happen together, they must have gone on vacation somewhere, what a wonderful life."

...

Of course, Tang Qi knew nothing about the private conversations among the high school students.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

At the beginning, he was worried about whether exercising his privilege would make him look out of place, but now he has no such worry.

He is not the only one in the privileged class. In Thorn High School, there are many "chic" high school students like him.

The most important reason is that for him, the Samra family is no longer the sword of Damocles hanging above his head. It was originally a boulder that has not landed, but now there is only a glimmer of hope left.

Tang Qi was looking forward to the gift that the old Samura received when he found "Professor Cassel" following the mark.

After skipping class, Tang Qi entered Midtown Avenue.

Started a day of wandering, which is different from the previous visits.

Tang Qi actually had a very clear purpose this time.

He is looking for a material, the main material of a certain secret medicine.

Today's secret medicine progress is stuck at 41%. The last time I configured the secret medicine "Ancient Mongolian Language".

Perhaps it was because of the extremely high difficulty. Although the ancient Mongolian language secret medicine did not belong to Tang Qi's secret medicine foundation, that is, the original secret medicine school, it still increased the progress by one percent.

If the secret medicine that Tang Qi wants to configure this time is successful, the progress may be increased even more.

Because, the secret medicine this time was dug out by Tang Qi from the knowledge of the original secret medicine school in his mind.

The reason why he needed to configure that kind of secret medicine was because Tang Qi needed to prepare for the upcoming "Extraordinary Gathering".

He was not prepared to go in his own capacity.

...

It's a pity that although Tang Qi had exploded with enthusiasm comparable to that of a woman shopping, he still couldn't find the materials he wanted on the bustling and complicated Midtown Avenue.

Although he was prepared, Tang Qi was still a little disappointed.

Before evening came, Tang Qi turned back to his small building.

After a simple dinner, he came to the small living room on the first floor. Tang Qi walked to the telephone, took out old Coulson's business card, and reached out to dial the number without much hesitation.

It's normal that the materials he wanted couldn't be found in Midtown. After all, in the shopping paradise of ordinary people, the chances of finding a rare material were very slim. Tang Qi just tried his best to do his best.

The best way, of course, is to buy from "professionals".

Just using this method means that Tang Qi is about to bleed.

Literally, real blood.

ps: I found that my book is friendly and quiet, everyone complains, as long as you are gentle, the real fool can bear it.