Wizard: Gou adds some demon hunting in the Steam Age

Thinking like this, Wei En didn't even bother to prepare dinner. He gnawed a few pieces of hard black bread and started to get busy.

The zombie girl Sawa, who was waiting quietly in the corner, stared at him with dull eyes. After a long while, she turned stiffly and looked out the window, as if there was something that interested her.

The ghost and the driver were jumping up and down, as if doing so could increase the speed of their meditation.

Wayne glanced at the bedroom, and after thinking for a moment, he went to the second floor and found an empty room. Then he took out the materials from the ring and arranged them around the room one by one along with the contents of the box.

From now on, this will be his studio for making potions and mechanical puppets.

But in reality he only uses a small portion of the space.

The workbench for making potions only had a crucible and a precise balance, which looked very crude.

The area for making mechanical puppets on the other side is larger.

There are mechanical parts on the ground, as well as tools for engraving runes and making mechanical puppets, as well as small machines for engraving knives and polishing parts.

After making these preparations, Wei En checked the basic attributes on the lower panel.

"The survival point is 246..."

Although he had expected it, he was still shocked by this number.

Claire's assassination of him during the day was not as profitable as a trip to the city that never sleeps?

For a moment, Wei En even thought about going to the Nightless City to collect survival points more often in the future...

However, when he thought of the powerful Lord of Desire, Ms. Mitra, he finally chose to give up this tempting idea.

If you have a life to earn, you must also have a life to spend.

With this in mind, Wei En put on protective clothing and prepared to make the potion.

There is no isolation circle now. When the pollution characteristics leak out, he has no way to ensure his own safety, so he has to be more careful.

However, compared to mechanical puppets that require precise calculations, apprentice-level potion production is not that complicated.

He only needs to put the weighed materials into the crucible in order and stir according to the method described in the formula.

And those techniques are all such as stirring clockwise, counterclockwise, fast or slow...it feels quite simple.

The only thing to note is that when different material properties blend or offset, it will affect the rhythm of stirring.

At that time, all he has to do is to stay calm, especially his hands must not shake, otherwise the pollution characteristics will leak out.

Everything was carried out carefully according to the steps, and he was relieved until the potion was formed.

[You have successfully made an enlightenment potion. Your introduction to potions requires ten full-level potion knowledge to advance to proficiency. Evaluation: Potions, a knowledge system full of wisdom. Special rewards: +3 survival points, +1 spiritual level. 】

Wayne quickly opened the panel and checked it.

Enlightenment Potion Level 1 (0/1)

[Note 1: A single potion proficiency level represents the probability of perfect quality when successfully making a potion. The probability of level 1 is 10%, and so on. 】

[Note 2: The same potion has different qualities and different effects. Quality is divided into inferior, excellent, sophisticated and perfect. 】

So that’s it, let’s just say it can’t be the success rate anymore.

Otherwise, if the success rate at level 1 is only 10%, then most of the wizards who study potions will die?

Wei En looked at the enlightenment potion that had been put into the glass bottle, "Making the potion is quite simple..."

He couldn't help curling his lips when he thought of the phantom that appeared when the resentful spirit essence was put in just now.

What’s fake is fake, and it’s not scary at all, okay?

…

…

While Wei En was immersed in learning and improving, the Laos neighborhood not far away from him seemed to be isolated from the city-state of Custer and seemed unusually quiet.

"Despair, despair, despair..."

A hollow and feeble voice slowly wandered over the streets of Laos, as if it was the whisper of a man who had lost hope and had no purpose or direction.

As the sound of despair gradually spread, low moans came from all directions one after another.

A woman with a withered face came out in ragged clothes, with empty and dull eyes, and sang in a low voice: "Despair..."

Immediately afterwards, an unusually short and thin figure crawled out of the sewer. From her mud-smeared face, she could vaguely identify a little girl, "Despair..."

Then, more and more people walked out from all corners of the Laos neighborhood, bathing under the red moon and immersed in despair.

"despair……"

Everyone raised their heads and embraced the halo of the red moon that they usually avoided. The expressions on their faces changed from dullness to enjoyment and expectation, as if they had found salvation in despair.

"Luno, Luno, Luno..." (Despair, despair, despair...)

When the Gonzalez language sounded, everyone began to chant along with it, seeming to summon mysterious and strange power.

"The dawn will fade away, but the red moon will remain forever."

"The last song of tragedy is the death of all things."

"May I be a servant of the Red Moon forever..."

"May the glory of the Lord of the Red Moon shine on the world forever, and may all illusions in the world become eternal nightmares..."

These words are not lingua franca or Gonzalez, but are whimpered in a strange tone.

It's like background music in an eerie darkness, creepy.

"The Lord of the Red Moon will eventually come, salvation or destruction..."

As these people finished singing, half-moon-shaped marks with flashing red halos appeared on their foreheads, echoing the red moon above their heads.

A thin man with a gaunt face became plumper at a speed visible to the naked eye. His body was like molting, giving birth to delicate skin, washing away the accumulated sludge.

The man became handsome and tall,

The woman is as beautiful as a flower, with a plump figure, and a large amount of beauty is exposed from under the rag-like clothes.

Even children are raised to the level of adults...

At this time, two black figures crawled out of the shadows, like shadow ghosts emerging from the shadows, leaning against the wall.

Click, click.

The lighter emits flames, and the black shadow lights a cigarette and smokes it, asking in a hoarse voice: "Are these enough?"

"not enough."

Another black shadow stared indifferently at the strange changes taking place in front of the crowd, "We must make Claire feel despair..."

The smoking black shadow chuckled and said: "Despair? Ector, your elders may not dare to say such words, right?"

"So, I need your help, Lord Padilla." Ector's voice was very weak, just like the voice when he sang despair before.

"Then, what are you going to give me in exchange for my help?"

Padilla blew out a smoke ring, and a trace of amusement flashed in her eyes that were the same color as the red moon, "The red moon needs a lot of delicious food."

"Whole Custer, is that enough?"

"Tsk, as expected of you...the favored one of the Lord of Despair."

However, I like it!

Name: Wayne Loft

Bloodline: Sarut Ethnicity

Occupation: Wizard Apprentice (Intermediate)

Toughness level: 40

Spirit level: 51.84

Origin: 15 (16) (Seal 1 point of origin)

Talent: None

Companion Contract: Wound healing speed is increased and body recovery speed is increased. Intense feelings of longing for your partner can cause you to be immediately present for your partner. (disaster species)

Skills: Ghost Meditation Level 2 (0/100), Gonzalez Language Proficiency (0/100), Spear Mastery (10/100), Soul Devouring Spell Level 2 (0/50), Summoning the Undead Spell Level 2 (0/50), Mechanical Box (Death) Level 2 (0/500)

Runeology Knowledge Tree: Introduction to Runeology (4/10 runes +1), Soul Devouring Rune is at full level (cannot be upgraded), Undead Summoning Spell Rune is at full level (cannot be upgraded), Death Oranael Rune is at full level (cannot be upgraded) , Mechanical Box Rune (Death) is at full level (cannot be upgraded)

Potions Knowledge Tree: Introduction to Potions

Survival points: 246