My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

The blacksmith shop is the only brick structure building in this shantytown. It was built just a few days ago, and the plaster on the wall is still a little wet, but it is expected to dry out soon.

At this time, the fire here was burning brightly, and Del directed the workers to pile the ore into the appropriate location.

Crown was sitting at the door setting the bones of a broken man. Drinking holy water would not be effective for this kind of injury, so he, a herbalist who was half a doctor, could only help.

The patient had a wooden stick in his mouth and was being held down by two strong men.

He gently pressed his fingers on the skin of the patient's arm, carefully feeling the condition of the fracture.

After becoming a transcendent, Crown's senses were very keen. With just a few touches, he could determine the opponent's condition: the ulna was broken and dislocated.

"I'm lucky, it was broken very cleanly, without any bone residue," he said. He gently rotated his hand on the patient's arm to slide out the muscles embedded in the fracture, and then pinched the broken bone to align it.

"Crack", the patient bit off the wooden stick.

The simple and crude treatment method made him sweat in pain and let out a soft whimper.

"No need to hold him down, get the splint and straps!"

A man hurriedly let go, picked up something from the ground, and handed it to Crown.

He took the things, applied the tiger bone plaster on the patient's arm, fixed it with a splint and wrapped it with a bandage.

"In three days, ask me to change the dressing." He took out a bottle of No. 3 holy water and handed it to the person next to him: "Let him drink it."

"Thank you, Lord Knight", these people thanked each other one after another.

Crown smiled back, waved his hand and said, "Help him go back to rest."

In the corner of the wall, a simple wooden frame was set up. A few men used pulleys to lift a one-meter-square blue stone. They used the kinetic energy of the falling stone to drive wooden stakes as thick as an adult's thigh into the solid ground. Eight of them have been laid. Nine, now only a small gap is left to form a circle.

Nick stood aside, with the tightly tied iron-eating beast crawling at his feet.

This kind of monster cannot be controlled by ordinary methods. It is easy to dig holes and chew stones. It is not dared to be kept in a pen. If you untie the rope, you will definitely run away without a trace after one night.

"This is preparing to hang it up."

"The trouble of happiness, I want to raise this iron-eating beast, but I find it difficult to do it." The priest looked at the companion who came over and asked: "Is there anything you can do?"

Crown laughed and said: "I can make some powerful drugs to make him sleep well every day, or feed him some addictive herbs to control it. What do you think?"

Nick curled his lips: "Your method is pure nonsense! I kept it because I wanted it to work and create value. It would be great if it was a cub. I can tame it slowly even if I am not a trainer. I am afraid that an adult monster can only Sold to those beast tamers, extraordinary level beast tamers are even rarer than demon hunters."

"What price can the iron-eating beast be sold for?"

"It's worthless to people who don't need it. It can kill three or five spiritual coins to eat meat. Extraordinary creatures are a great tonic food for power-type extraordinary people, and that's all. Iron-eating beasts are very useful to senior blacksmiths. Said to be very useful, they can feed the iron-eating beasts specific minerals to get the desired excellent alloy scales."

"Then you need to find a buyer who is a high-level blacksmith who is an animal tamer." Croun rolled his eyes and asked, "Is the profession of animal tamer strong? If I have time, would I like to get a part-time job?"

He felt that taking up multiple professions at the same time was a good way to become stronger.

While studying the knowledge of extraordinary beings, he only saw the existence of this profession. There was very little description and it was covered in just a few hundred words. He only knew that only those with natural affinity to animals could be competent. It also required learners to be keen and powerful. Psychic power in order to communicate with domesticated pets.

Wouldn’t it be nice for a person with these conditions to become a church priest or something? ! Therefore, animal trainer is a declining profession.

"Of course you can do both. Whether this profession is strong or not depends entirely on what kind of pets you tame. I think beast tamers will slowly rise in this era. After all, there will be more and more powerful beasts and monsters in the future.

However, this profession consumes too much energy and money to improve after reaching the extraordinary level, so it is not suitable for concurrent training. I suggest you not choose this option. "

Nick analyzed the pros and cons of animal trainers and gave him a reference.

"I think it would be quite cost-effective if we could tame a highly intelligent flying pet that could be used as a scout." Crown knew the importance of information in battle. Being able to discover the enemy first would give him the upper hand.

"It's a good choice, but I still don't recommend taking up this profession at the same time." Nick shrugged and advised earnestly: "Exploring your own potential and maximizing the advantages of this profession is the way to be truly strong."

You can’t imagine the joy of liver proficiency. I want to think about both breadth and depth. Croun smiled and nodded: “Thank you for reminding me.”

Now he would not choose to study anything else at the same time. Improving the breathing method level of the warrior profession is currently the only way for him to significantly improve his combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

At this time, a bearded man with a square face and a yellow beard came over. He picked up the colorless towel hanging around his neck and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Father, the venue is set up."

Nick said "Hmm", walked over to the wooden pile and pushed hard.

The square-faced man smiled and said: "The stakes made of iron birch are driven down to nearly one meter, ensuring durability. With twelve wooden stakes pulling and pulling, even a powerful monster cannot escape."

The priest nodded with satisfaction: "I'll give you extra food tonight. Bring this beast over and starve it for a few days."

"Okay," the man grinned and greeted his companions: "Come and help me!"

Several other strong men picked up the rope and surrounded the iron-eating beast. They tied it once again and then lifted it up and stepped forward.

The monster suddenly began to struggle, and the men were turned upside down by the huge force.

"You have to force me to do something special," Nick muttered, walking aside and picking up the iron-clad buckler he put on the wall.

"Get out of the way first." When the ordinary people were far away, he unleashed a round of violent output on the iron-eating beast's body.

"Bang bang", several strong men listened to the dull sound and shrank back rhythmically.

The iron-eating beast first let out an angry roar. It wanted to roll over but was held tightly by the priest. Its voice gradually turned into a hurt wail.

After beating for more than ten minutes, Nick stopped. At this time, the monster lay motionless like a dead dog.

"Carry it over and hang it up," he shouted, walked over to face Croun and said:

"In my opinion, there are only two ways to tame animals. The first is to cultivate feelings, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. The advantage is that the pet is highly loyal; the second is what I just did. It can be done quickly by beating it until it is afraid. The disadvantage is Pets want to run away if they get the chance."

"Cuckoo", a gray carrier pigeon flew from a distance and landed in the backyard of the church.

"The Holy Fire Cathedral just contacted us yesterday, and there are carrier pigeons today. Did an emergency occur?" Nick's face changed slightly, "You take care of it first, and wait until they hoist the iron-eating beast up to my room. "

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