Fang Heng shrugged and looked at Li Shaoqiang, as if he had a bad memory, "Hey, you forgot? It wasn't you who suggested it yesterday, saying that our holy water was not enough."
"Forehead……"
Li Shaoqiang was speechless for a moment.
He really didn't sleep well all night yesterday. He spent the whole night thinking about how to make money with holy water.
Halfway through, I was woken up by Fang Heng and asked some incomprehensible questions.
But……
Make your own holy water?!
Li Shaoqiang felt that the solution proposed by boss Fang Heng sounded a bit unreliable...
Thinking about this, Li Shaoqiang and Li Qingran, who were full of doubts and curiosity, walked up together and looked at the large water tank filled with water placed behind Fang Heng.
"This... boss? Can you do it? Can you really make this thing by yourself?"
"It's not a big problem. In fact, I started thinking about it a few days ago. After all, we are all in business, so we can reduce costs if we can, right? If we can make holy water ourselves in the future, not only the cost can be greatly reduced, but also the transportation of holy water
, issues such as circular logistics efficiency can be effectively solved..."
Li Shaoqiang was stunned again when he heard Fang Heng's explanation.
Good guy, is this about making money again?
It turns out that the boss has been thinking about this for a long time?
Are capitalists really so evil that they won’t even earn holy water for others?
"Boss Fang is right, I have learned and learned."
Li Shaoqiang felt that he still had many shortcomings and was only a few levels behind Fang Heng in terms of making money.
only……
Is it really possible?
Li Qingran listened to the conversation between the two and immediately thought of the sacred aura he sensed when he first entered the camp.
The undead system is also more sensitive to the sacred system.
So that aura just now was produced when he was testing the production of holy water?
Although it sounds incredible, if holy water can really be produced...
Li Qingran couldn't help but interrupt: "Fang Heng, how was the attempt to make holy water? Did you succeed?"
"Well, I was still testing it just now. I don't think the problem is big. You guys came just in time and can help me try it."
Fang Heng said as he picked up the Book of Beginnings which was placed on the table next to the water tank.
"The Founding Book?!"
Li Qingran's eyes lit up again when she saw this golden-edged Book of Beginnings.
She looked at Fang Heng, feeling extremely confused.
The founding book of the sacred system?
Outside the game, the difficulty of obtaining the Book of Creation is much higher than that of the Book of the Dead.
How did he get it?
Could it be that he is related to those guys in God’s Domain?
Li Shaoqiang was completely stunned.
He obviously only found Fang Heng last night, but he had already started the layout before entering the Sinking Corridor?
No wonder when I mentioned the holy water issue to my boss last night, he didn’t panic at all!
After a long time, he had already reached this point?
Is it really just open and shut down?
"Boss, you have really made preparations in advance!"
"Tch, can I still lie to you? I told you, save resources."
As he spoke, Fang Heng continued to turn around, took out the necklace pendant he had just brought out of the game, and threw it into the water tank.
Pressing his left hand on the Book of Beginning, a faint sacred light emitted from the Book of Beginning.
"Gudong Gudong..."
The water tank reacted immediately and a series of bubbles appeared.
Seeing Fang Heng controlling the Book of Beginnings, Li Qingran was completely surprised.
A necromancy scholar actually knows the methods of divine science?
Dual-department fellow practitioners?
The difficulty of dual-study practitioners is more than doubled, not to mention that the undead and the sacred are two completely conflicting systems. It is extremely difficult to practice at the same time. It becomes more difficult as you get to the later stages, and it will take thousands of times more effort...
…
How could Master Dicky allow his disciple to make such a choice?
Li Qingran was completely confused.
If he could focus all his energy on necromancy...
Li Qingran opened his mouth and wanted to persuade Fang Heng to specialize in one thing.
Just when I opened my mouth, I realized something was wrong.
Instructor Dicky is far-sighted and should have his arrangements. She doesn't know the specific situation, so it's better not to think that she is causing trouble.
[Tip: You have completed the production of holy water, the current duration of holy water is: 12 hours].
After the skill release was completed, Fang Heng took back his hand.
The pendant in my hand doesn't seem to be a high-end item, and the holy water can only last for a relatively low 12 hours.
Thinking about it, Fang Heng took out a small bottle from the water tank and handed it to the two people behind him.
"How about it? How about giving it a try?"
The two of them were a little confused when they looked at the bottle of holy water.
Under normal circumstances, although things like holy water are not very precious, they are still in the hands of sacred scholars. People from the Undead Researchers Association will spend some money and find ways to go to middlemen to purchase them.
It takes a long time to go back and forth, and it also costs a lot of money.
After all, people of the sacred type hate people of the undead type. They have always been hostile and unwilling to trade with people of the undead type.
People of the undead type are relatively calm.
You hate me and I ignore you.
I've lived longer than you anyway.
A necromancy scholar made holy water with his own hands?
It sounds unreliable, but it really happened before my eyes!
“The boss is awesome!”
Shang Zai Li Shao Qiang quickly came to his senses. He sighed and took the small bottle from Fang Heng's hand. "I think this holy water must be reliable! I'll let someone outside try it to see the actual effect..."
With that said, Li Shaoqiang took the holy water and hurried out of the tent.
Only Fang Heng and Li Qingran were left in the camp.
Li Qingran looked at Fang Heng, nodded and said, "Classmate, do you mind showing it to me?"
Fang Heng stepped aside and said, "Of course, please feel free to do so."
Li Qingran walked to the water tank, put her hand in the water tank, and carefully felt the holy water in the water tank.
Indeed, it is holy water.
The quality of the holy water is relatively poor. It is estimated that the effectiveness of the holy water will not last long.
This should be related to the poor level of the sacred items in his hand.
Li Qingran raised her head and looked at Fang Heng.
First it was a temporary camp, then a large amount of supplies, and now even holy water has been made...
Li Qingran suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Although she felt a little sorry for Fang Heng, she really felt very lucky.
Fortunately, this time Fang Heng was also unlucky and was trapped in the Sinking Corridor.
If Fang Heng was gone, she really didn't know what to do next.
"Ahem."
Being stared at by Li Qingran, Fang Heng coughed slightly in embarrassment and scratched the back of his head, feeling quite embarrassed.
"Classmate, don't stare at me. It's familiar. Our suppliers still have to collect money. Instructor Pu Shi promised before that it would be double the market price, and we will settle the bill after we leave?"
Hearing Fang Heng's sudden words, Li Qingran couldn't help but laugh.
"Pfft, what are you thinking? Teacher Pu Shi won't rely on your money."
Li Qingran nodded and said: "Thank you very much Fang Heng. With the holy water, we can persist for a long time."
Fang Heng said politely: "You're welcome, you're welcome. Making money is what you should do."
While the two were talking politely, Li Shaoqiang, who had hurried out before, hurried back.