Primordial Sequence

Under the leadership of the little boy, Camus also followed the crowd and bought a black robe.

"Do you know what you want to buy?" Seeing Camus changing his phone number, the little boy picked his nostrils and opened his mouth. Camus showed a smile at the sight.

"Do you know about extraordinary materials?"

"Of course, as a veteran of the exchange, this is the most basic thing. Let's talk about it." The little boy pursed his lips and spoke arrogantly. Kamiao was impressed by the little boy when he heard it. The extraordinary materials were all kinds of weird. It looked like the child was only ten years old. Right or left, this is an amazing achievement, of course, first of all, you have to ignore the two white stains in front of his nose.

"Thunder light fish guts, fog forest grass." In order to try, Camus told him the two materials. As soon as he heard this, the little boy turned around and ran into the crowd. After a while, he came over with the two materials.

"Here you are, 5 gold coins, give me the money." Looking at the two materials in front of him, Camus looked at the little boy in surprise. Although he didn't know whether these materials were what he needed, judging from the fluctuations of magic power above, there shouldn't be any. Difference.

"Is there any storm grass?" Camus handed him 5 gold coins and asked again. After hearing this, the little boy looked Camus up and down and asked an inexplicable question.

"Where are your rifle and pistol?"

"Uh... I'll leave it at home." Kamiao heard this and spoke in a low voice.

"This is the first time I've seen a mechanic without a gun. Are you going to make elemental grenades? All the things you want are materials for making elemental grenades." The little boy looked like he understood, and he ran into the crowd again. inside, shouting at Kamius.

"Come here, the materials you need to make elemental weapons are all here, so I don't have to run back and forth." After hearing this, some people looked over. Camus smiled awkwardly, and showed a wry smile to the little boy. What's wrong with this heartless thing? Are you still alive?

Kamius squeezed through the crowd and walked to a stall to pay. He saw that the stall owner was not wearing a hood. He had a beard, brown hair, and a small scar at the corner of his mouth. He was extremely tall and tall. Miao pointed at the ground before speaking.

"You choose, pay together, I won't cheat you." Kamius glanced around and spoke in a low voice.

"Icy Crystal Stone, Activated Alkaline Water, Bitter Rain, Flame Stone, Explosive Mushroom..." In addition to the materials he needed, Camus also mentioned a dozen more things. Beardbeard quickly picked them up from the stall. After a while, he pushed the material in front of Camus.

"42 gold coins."

Camus was a little excited. He handed over the money with an expressionless face and picked up the bag full of materials. At this time, he saw a pair of crucibles on the bearded stall, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"How much is it?"

Seeing Camus buying so many things, the bearded man's face softened a little. He glanced at the crucible and spoke calmly.

"One gold coin."

Camus handed Beard another gold coin, put the crucible into the bag and left, while Beard tossed the gold coin that Camus had just given him backhand to the little boy.

"This is your reward."

The little boy was overjoyed, thanked him and chased after him. He took a photo in front of Kamius and spoke like an adult.

"In the future, you can come to me if you need extraordinary materials. What's your name? My name is Tom."

Kamiao pursed his lips, looked at the child in front of him, and said something mysteriously.

"Mr. Cold, please call me Mr. Cold."

When the little boy heard this, he wiped his nose on his pants and stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.

"Take good care of me in the future, Mr. Cold, oh...that's a really nice title."

Seeing the other party's sincere smile, Camus also extended his hand.

"The same goes for you Tom, if I need anything, I will definitely come to you." After saying that, Camus turned and left. His mind was now completely focused on the meteorologist's potion.

After changing cars many times, Camus returned to the hotel feeling that there was nothing strange behind him. He picked up his things from the hotel and turned into an ordinary black-haired young man and settled in again. Just after he left Jialan Exchange, I felt like there was always someone hanging behind him. Although I got rid of him, he was still ready to change his appearance and find a hotel for safety.

"Huh..." After pushing the door open, Kamiao took a deep breath. He closed the door happily and took out the crucible.

"Susie said that refining potions is not difficult, but you have to be careful." Camus took off the shade of the kerosene lamp on the table, put the crucible on it, and picked up the materials needed by the meteorologist one by one. come out.

"Storm grass, thunder fish gall..." As the crucible burned red, Camus threw down the ingredients in the order of the recipe.

"Bah..." As the materials fell in, white smoke suddenly came out of the crucible. Camus looked at the storm grass melting into a dewdrop, then threw other materials in, and saw the fish gall of the thunder fish merging with the dewdrop. Finally, it turned into two white and black dewdrops. Camus' eyes lit up and he threw down the remaining materials.

After a while, as the smell of smoke in the room became stronger and stronger, a glass of colorful liquid appeared in the glass. Camus looked at the brightly colored potion and swallowed.

"It is said that the more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are. Isn't this thing poisonous?" Camus thought for a moment and then decisively picked up the potion. Since Huang Jintian gave him the path of a meteorologist, it means that he won't Harm yourself.

"The extraordinary characteristics of a makeup artist are revealed." Camus whispered, and his characteristics of a makeup artist floated out of his chest in an instant. Camus drank the magic potion in one sip.

"Hmm... it tastes so strange, a bit like apple sour." After taking the potion, Camus showed a surprised expression. He then closed his eyes and began to experience the mystery of a meteorologist.

In the spiritual world, the moment Camus drank the meteorologist's potion, a book exuding terror and majesty appeared next to Jin Tianzhi. His pages turned slowly, and gradually one page separated from the book, It flew to Camus' spiritual world and integrated into his body.

In the real world, as Camus drank the potion, his face became paler and paler. He felt that his mind was going to explode. Every piece of knowledge was filling his mind. Camus opened his eyes with a "wow" sound.

"No wonder there is no promotion knowledge. It turns out that meteorologists are completely responsible for the Book of Creation. Golden Heaven gave me the magic potion formula. As for the promotion knowledge, I need to improve it myself." Feeling some pain in his head, Camus murmured carefully .

"Could it be that the knowledge of all paths of promotion is summarized by the forerunners? So I am also a forerunner on par with those gods? After all, the end of the sequence is the gods."

Kamiao chuckled at the thought, and he closed his eyes again to reflect on the meteorologist's abilities.

Meteorologist: Can temporarily change the climate within a certain range, and can predict weather changes in advance.

Seeing this, Camus opened his eyes. He felt the warm air around him and spoke in a low voice.

"Cold..." As he spoke, a cold current appeared inexplicably in the room that was originally filled with smoke. The whole room reached the level of freezing in the blink of an eye. Kamius looked at it and showed a thoughtful expression.

At present, the stage one meteorologist is more like a auxiliary profession. Of course, his ability is at least better than that of a makeup artist. After all, the meteorologist is also a combat profession, but it tests the user's wisdom.

Thinking of this, Camus continued to close his eyes. He had already drank the potion in the first stage. He was even more curious about the name of the meteorologist in the second stage.

"Wind Whisperer, the meteorologist in the second stage is actually called Wind Whisperer, and he only has a little knowledge of advancement."

“Knowing how the wind changes.”

Seeing this, Camus touched his chin, understanding the wind, how should he understand it? What does it mean to meet the standard? My current soul scale has exceeded the requirements of stage two, which means that as long as I meet the conditions required to advance to knowledge and find the materials for the next formula, I can advance.

"Forget it, let's try our ability." Camus, who couldn't think of anything, opened the curtains. He looked at the snowy sky outside, and a word suddenly flashed in his mind.

Heavy snow, tomorrow will be heavy snow weather.

"What a magical ability. Maybe he is not as weak as I saw." Camus decided to develop his ability as a meteorologist. He looked back at the floating red and blue extraordinary properties and smiled bitterly.

"What should you do? I don't want to lose the ability to be a makeup artist just after I got the curse." After hearing this, the red and blue makeup artist characteristics suddenly rushed over, and he rushed into Camus' body. There, it fell silent, and Kamiao immediately touched his body. He walked to the mirror and murmured carefully.

"Great source of nothingness, please grant me the right to use the mirror, and please tell me the traces of Kaniso." As Camus murmured, Camus suddenly felt a surge of magic in his body, and appeared in the mirror in front of him. Entering a dark room, Kaniso sat on the bed covered in bruises. Her eyes were dull and her clothes were in tatters. Camus couldn't bear to look away.

"They say the demons in hell are scary, but in my opinion, who is scarier than humans? But makeup artists can really coexist with meteorologists. Is it just me or others?"

Camus silently closed the mirror, and walked aside with a heavy heart. He began to think about a problem. He was somewhat confident in dealing with these people. After all, he had received a beating in vain. The death of Sister Caniso, he and Han The relationship between Ni and this group of people is finally settled.

"Oh... let's go out and take a look." Kamiao sighed softly, pulled up his clothes and walked out.

The snow became heavy again at noon. Camus was walking in the snow, silently feeling the changes around him. The difference from before was that he could now simply change the climate in a certain area. At this moment, he suddenly saw something not far away. There was a puddle of snow on the ground. He stared at it and saw that the puddle on the ground was freezing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the water turned into ice.

"Interesting." Seeing this scene, Camus looked up at the gloomy sky and saw a drop of cold liquid hitting his face. It was rain, and these rains were transformed by his meteorologist ability. .

"Ice..." Feeling that the rain above his head was getting heavier, Camus murmured in a low voice, lowered his hat and walked forward. As he left, he saw a large hailstone falling from the sky, and the pedestrians around him were shocked. It was shouting, it was snowing, why did it suddenly turn into hail?

In the corner, Camus looked at the chattering crowd over there, with the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

"I underestimated the meteorologists too much."