Wizard: Gou adds some demon hunting in the Steam Age

Chapter 89 Produced by a gunman, it must be...

"handsome."

Wei En looked at the familiar bedroom layout and snapped his fingers excitedly.

This is what a wizard should be like. He can appear in another place with just a thought.

It is simply an excellent skill for wizards to escape for their lives.

Miss Zombie was stunned for a moment when she saw Wei En suddenly appearing, and then she quickly put on the skirt that she had not finished sewing in her hand.

"Forehead……"

Only then did Wayne notice her look, "Sorry, I just learned a spell and am testing its effect."

"Are you sewing...?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he knew he had asked a stupid question.

The zombie lady was holding needle and thread in her hands, and she even took off her clothes for a walk. What else could she be doing other than sewing a skirt?

Can I still...

After putting on her skirt expressionlessly, Sharapova turned her back and said, "I need a room."

"No problem. There is an empty room downstairs. You can stay there temporarily, but there is no bed or quilt..."

Sharapova paused as she moved outward, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you very much."

Wei En was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. He actually let an undead creature sleep on the bed and covered her with a quilt...

Fortunately, Miss Zombie didn't answer, otherwise he would have cast another flicker spell and flashed back to the studio...

After she left the bedroom, Wei En felt better. Thinking back to the scene just now, he said, "I'll buy her a set of underwear tomorrow..."

He had long noticed that the residence was much cleaner and tidier from top to bottom.

Don't think about other kind-hearted people, it can only be done by the zombie lady who works hard and is willing to be a bully.

Although he is not very clear whether all undead creatures have the attribute of doing housework...

[Congratulations, have a wonderful day. Evaluation: Enjoy the killing, immersed in the killing, and become indifferent. Reward: Survival Points +3. 】

"sleep……"

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When the church bell rang eight times, Wayne woke up from his deep sleep.

However, he did not get up. Instead, he closed his eyes and read some rune knowledge in his mind.

With such a huge amount of knowledge content, it would be too slow to just rely on his unconscious absorption and rummaging when using it.

Therefore, before going to bed last night, he made a special study plan for himself.

From now on, it will become his daily habit to study runes before getting up in the morning.

After spending half an hour and quickly absorbing one thousandth of the basic knowledge of runes, Wei En got up and took a shower.

According to the above records, the emergence of runes can be traced back to the end of the Second Era. The specific time is not stated, and it is not clear who invented it.

There are only a few simple sentences: "Rune is the essential embodiment of rules, the representative mark of power, and the false extension of greatness."

As soon as it appeared, the runes were learned and accepted by the extraordinary beings in this world and are still used today.

The wizard was born after the runes appeared, and based on the runes, he built a spell system...

There is also a classic quotation from a great wizard in the middle of the Third Age: "Give me a little time, and I will turn the gods into original runes..."

For a moment, Wei En thought of the original rune of Death God Olanel.

This may be the origin of the original rune of Death...

Wei En recalled the evaluation given on the panel when the runes knowledge tree was first generated: the emergence of runes has infinitely increased the upper limit of the power of extraordinary beings.

It turned out that the panel had already made it clear to him at that time - the power of runes.

But at that time, he didn't realize it at all.

"This time I really stand on the shoulders of giants..."

After Wayne washed up, he put on his new investigator uniform and trimmed his hair in front of the mirror before getting rid of the last black bread.

His current appetite has at least tripled compared to before. For one pound of brown bread, he can eat four pieces for breakfast.

A rough calculation shows that we spend at least 3 shillings on food every day.

This is only calculated based on brown bread...

Wayne counted the gold pounds in his wallet, and...oh, 18 gold pounds and 5 shillings, that's okay.

I almost forgot, he just received a huge sum of money yesterday.

Coupled with the proceeds from selling potions in the future - not to mention not short of money, at least I can buy brown bread with a few pieces of cheese and butter.

After cleaning up, Wei En looked at the time - 8:50.

"You still have some time to spare, why not go into that nightmare realm now and have a look?"

Doing what he thought of, Wayne took out the metal card and put it on his forehead according to the method Claire said.

Well, it's cool...

Um?

Immediately afterwards, Wei En felt that his body became erratic, as if there was no entity under his feet, and he kept falling downwards.

All the surrounding scenes began to become distorted and void, as if being sucked into another space.

When he opened his eyes again, his appearance had changed.

"The products produced by gunmen must be of high quality. Don't miss the first batch of perfect muskets today. Come and take a look."

"The developing potion produced in the distant Eastern Continent, the Kingdom of Chartland, has powerful effects and can be traced back to ten years ago..."

"The Blood Spirit School is forcefully collecting the bodies of the priests of the Dawn Church. If you are interested, please report your number..."

Wei En stared blankly at the scene in front of him, the strange black shadows, the stone... tombstones?

This is actually a desolate cemetery! ?

He checked again. There was black soil under his feet, with crooked stone tombstones standing everywhere around him, and slightly raised mounds behind the tombstones.

When those black figures were hawking, they were sitting or standing leaning against the tombstones. The mounds in front of them were like natural stalls, dividing different areas...

What do you say about this trading location?

It's surprisingly reassuring - what a ghost!

Another thing that Wei En found strange was those dark shadows.

The man selling muskets could be seen to be a mechanical reformer with only the upper body, and there was a big number on his forehead, which was the number 3 in Gonzalez language.

The person selling the developing potion was a very blurry figure, and his outline could only be vaguely discerned.

Well, it's a fish with legs.

He also has a number on his forehead - 5.

As for the wizard of the Blood Spirit School who recovered the body of the priest, he could only see a black shadow, which should be wearing a robe.

The number on his forehead is 18.

Wei En quickly looked down, and he was relieved when he found that he was also just a blurry blue shadow.

Um?

Everyone has numbers on their heads, so me - 22? ?

This number is quite familiar...

Wei En thought thoughtfully: It seems to be the same as the original value he saw before?

"Hey, there's a 22-year-old here..."

But when Wei En heard his voice and looked over, the mechanical transformer with only the upper body had a hazy red light flashing on his blurry head and waved his hand quickly.

"Um, please don't look at me. I was just expressing surprise, no offense intended."

Only the wizard who was suspected of being from the Blood Spirit School behaved quite normally.

"Dear Sir, good morning, please forgive me for not telling you my real name. However, you can call me Franta here."

Is this talking to me?

Wayne: "Good morning, Franta."

"How can I help you? Judging from your appearance, it should be your first time in the Nightmare Realm."

"It's indeed the first time."

Although it was unclear why these people reacted like this, Wayne still pretended to be a real boss.

Then I saw the black shadow getting closer, and where the head was, I could only see a blur of white and two groups of blood-red...

Mouth and eyes?

"If you don't mind, I can give you a brief introduction here."

Wei En was wary, "Of course."

But considering Claire's description of the nightmare, it seems that there should be no dangerous situation.

"Please come here..."

With that said, the two of them walked through the slightly crowded crowd and walked outside.

But what concerned Wei En more was the information he heard when he passed by those vague shadows whose numbers were not in double figures.

"22? Captain level... wuwuwu, I didn't say anything, don't look at me..."

"What's captain level? The origin increases by 220%. Even if he is just a high-level wizard apprentice, his strength is about to reach the threshold of captain level."

"If you are at the captain level, you will definitely be a top powerhouse, and you can even be ranked high in the city-state..."

Original increase of 220%?

Wei En thought in hindsight: So, what he thought was weak before was actually not really weak?

With the increase in original power, is he even comparable to captain level?

It seems that after arriving at the Secret Adjustment Department, we can check with Lacey.

At this time, Franta said: "It's your first time here, so you probably don't know the divisions of the nightmare realm yet, right?"

Wei En nodded lightly, "It's true that it's not very clear. Could you please give me a detailed introduction?"

The number on Franta's forehead is 18, indicating that he must be very strong, at least more real than he pretends to be.

"I believe the person who gave you the ticket should have said that this is a place specifically for pagans to trade, right?"

"That's right."

Franta chuckled, "But he must not have told you that there are actually strict regional divisions here."

"Oh?" Wei En asked doubtfully, "How are they divided?"

"They are distinguished by numbers," Franta said, not pointing at him, but pointing at his forehead: "Below 10, they are in the initial area, which is this cemetery."

"10-20 is the transit area, which is our next destination. It's not like here and will be quieter."

"20-50 is the captain-level exclusive area. Only strong people like you can enter there."

"As for what it looks like to be over 50, I don't know..."

Wei En nodded thoughtfully, "That's right."

Not long after, the two walked out of the cemetery area, and Wei En felt that the scene in front of him changed directly.

"Here we are, here is the transit area - the tower."

If the previous initial area was a barren ruin, then this place called the transit area appears to be much more advanced.

I saw a tower towering into the sky. The cylindrical tower was slightly broken, as if it had experienced a war.

Black shadows, similar to those in the cemetery area, come in and out from the entrance of the tower.

Wei En looked at the building in front of him, raised his head slightly, then raised his head, then raised his head again...

What kind of tower is this, so tall?

"How many floors are there, um...?"

"Your Excellency, you are joking. I am only a junior wizard. I can operate in the fifty-fifty-floor area at the bottom. You have to go up alone."

A little envy seemed to flash across Franta's blurred face, "I forgot to ask, do you want to buy or sell items?"

Wayne touched his nose and said, "For sale."

Um?

Just a soft touch?

It seems that the surrounding scene in this nightmare area looks real, but is it actually just an illusory place?

However, it is too real.

"Oh?" Franta asked with great interest: "I don't know what you want to sell. Maybe there is something I need."

"Well, it's just a magic potion. There is no corpse of a priest of the Church of Dawn that you need."

The wizards of the Blood Spirit School really have a great interest in those priests, and they can be seen purchasing corpses everywhere...

"Of course, the people of Dawn Church are still very troublesome. Well, I'm not questioning your strength."

"It doesn't matter."

Franta seemed to be relieved, and then said regretfully: "But the magic potion that can be sold by a strong man like you is not something I can covet."

"Well, that's not true."

Wei En looked slightly embarrassed, but fortunately there was a shadow blocking him. Otherwise, his expression might have been noticed by the other party.

"oh?"

"Currently the only ones for sale are enlightenment potions, healing potions and spiritual defense potions..."

Franta's face with only dark shadows and two blurry eyes showed confusion and weirdness. It was just a basic potion?

"I don't know, what grade are you selling?"

Wei En also saw the look in his eyes and replied calmly: "Perfect."

"A perfect enlightenment potion?"

"Um."

Franta's eyes suddenly lit up, "I knew that what a powerful being like you would not sell would be that simple."

"Perfect level enlightenment potion, 3 gold pounds per bottle, I want as much as you have."

"Do you need it?"

"...Have you always stayed in the research institute before and didn't go out often?"

"Well, that's right."

This is a wonderful misunderstanding, but Wei En is also happy to see it.

"That's right. Although the enlightenment potion is just a basic-level potion, even wizard apprentices can make it, but it is not an easy task to make a perfect enlightenment potion."

Franta really regarded him as a master who had been studying potions, and said respectfully: "Even those high-level wizards who want to stably produce a bottle of perfect enlightenment potion have a high failure rate."

"Therefore, potions like this that can restore mental strength are extremely popular here."

Wayne nodded, "Then I understand."

He also understands the principle of finding a rare place to live.

In this way, his plan to sell the potion will go more smoothly.

"Don't know how to trade?"

Franta was stunned, "You agreed?"

"Well, I don't have much time, I have to leave."

"I understand, for a master of potions like you who is devoted to research, time is very precious."

With that said, Franta stretched out his hand and said to the empty space: "Apply for a transaction."

Um? ?

Under Wei En's surprised gaze, a strange-looking creature suddenly appeared.

The creature does not have a blurry appearance, but is clear, like the surrounding scene.

Six slender branches like spider legs were propped up on the ground. There was only a ball-shaped head on the legs, and there was only one eye and a mouth on the head...

"Amount of the transaction."

Franta looked at Wayne, "Excuse me, how many bottles of enlightenment potion do you have?"

"...one bottle,"

Wei En also knew that the quantity was a little low, so he added: "There are many more to follow, but I am very busy recently, so it will be a few days late."

Franta: "..."

Is a potion master who only has one bottle of perfect enlightenment potion a true master?

PS: Thanks to Strong Heart 1 for the tip, thank you.

There is no way to repay, but to update.

I changed some content, it's ten minutes late, sorry.