"I said, do you have a pen here? I don't have the habit of carrying a pen with me," said Alter.
"Behind you, inside the fifth drawer of the third cabinet." So Erte turned around and opened it. There were more than a dozen bottles of ink lying inside, as well as three strange quills. The first one was gray-green but had a faint golden light, and the third one was grey-green but had a faint golden light.
Two of them are vermilion red with rising blood vapor, and the last one is dark blue. At a glance, it seems that the owner of this feather has witnessed a vast existence.
Touching Erte, he took out a bottle of ink and chose a dark blue pen to fill out the form. "Interesting, you didn't choose supreme nor purity, but instead chose harmony." came the voice of a woman in white robe.
"I don't know, it's just random. I have a good impression of this pen. Are you interested in telling me the story of these pens?" Erte really felt that these three pens were extraordinary and was a little curious.
"I'm not interested. Sit over there. I want to draw a tube of blood." The woman in white robe pointed to a white metal chair with armrests that could be semi-reclined.
Alte rolled up his sleeves obediently and lay down on the metal chair. "There are three enhancement surgeries you can choose from, which can have different reactions with your existing extraordinary characteristics. The first one will swallow up the extraordinary characteristics in your body, and the third
The second one allows you to improve your existing extraordinary characteristics to a certain extent, and the last one is to provide new extraordinary characteristics alone. No matter which one is used, there is a certain possibility of failure, and there may be side effects. If you pursue
The safest method with the least side effects, you’d better choose the second one.”
"Then let's take the second option, I'm ready." Erte didn't want to gamble.
Then the woman in white robe took out a glass cylinder with a needle protruding from it, and then inserted the needle into the blood vessel of Erte's creaking hole. It hurt a little. But she pulled a little and took out a piece of cotton that seemed to have been soaked in wine.
Block the eye of the needle, then pull out the syringe and block the eye of the needle. "Hold it by yourself."
What followed was a long period of preparation work, which made people drowsy. After an unknown amount of time, the woman in white robe handed over a piece of sugar cube. "Eat this and it will be over when you wake up."
Erte took the sugar cube and ate it. Not long after eating, strong fatigue swept over his body, and then he lay down on the metal chair and slowly fell asleep.
When she woke up again, Erte was covered with a narrow white sheet, and there was a set of clothes on the table next to her. "It seems that the transformation was successful." She got up and stretched, feeling
He strengthened his magic power a lot, then got out of bed and changed his clothes.
"Wake up, leave early, it's time for me to sleep." Such a voice came from deep in the room. There was a metal runner on the door, which she had turned to open the door before.
"Well, you've worked hard, let's have a good rest." After getting dressed, Erte turned the metal wheel to open the metal door and left the laboratory. For her now, this wheel is very easy. The corridor outside the door,
No one.
Erte made some stretching movements, thinking that since the operation was successful, he should go see the president to ask for instructions on the next task, and then moved towards the president's office. Along the way, there was no one, and there was no door.
It's locked, it must be night now.
Alter was walking alone in the deserted Explorers Association. After experiencing the previous incident, this environment made her shudder, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace... I hope the president hasn't left yet.
However, in addition to the footsteps on the floors above, there were also staff in two rooms packing up the last documents and preparing to leave, which proved that this was not within the black mist. However, it was already very late, and naturally there was no one in the president's room.
Alter realized that it was too late to go to the underground city to earn money for accommodation, so he decided to shamelessly return to the laboratory on the fourth underground floor and plan to stay overnight.
However, going back, not to mention the door, all the lights in the corridor on the fourth floor were out. The sounds on the floors above gradually became quieter, and the door on the surface would probably be locked after a while. And in the darkness, the metal door of the Research Department
The door is closed.
Erte was very helpless and had to leave quickly before the association's door was locked, and then find a way to solve the accommodation problem.
At this time, outside the association, there are always more than a dozen stone bricks among the orange light of the street lamps that are not within the range of the light. At this moment, in the noisy city, only the sound of wind tells of the cold winter.
It was late at night, and Erte found a bench near the association to sit down and plan to meditate. The clothes he was wearing did not block the wind at all, and the obscene clothes did not fit properly. Before his buttocks were warmed, the body temperature of his upper body was taken away by the wind.
Most underground cities are probably warmer than this place.
Alter was somewhat used to sleeping outdoors, so she curled up her legs to keep herself a little warmer and fell into a deep sleep.
She was woken up after just sleeping for a while. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound. Several explorers were walking from the entrance of the dungeon, carrying full bags, including several bags.
It's steaming out.
Naturally, this bench is not far from the Explorers Association and can be seen by anyone passing by. One of the short-haired female explorers saw this and trotted over after a short conversation with her companions.
"Well, this is the last batch of bread that was just baked. We bought a little too much. Do you want to try it?" It's a bit clumsy in ordinary people's terms, but the female explorer, who can only be described as short in stature, is full of energy.
To gain courage, try to help in a way that does not hurt others' self-esteem.
"Thank you, I need this so much." Alter accepted the explorer's kindness and nodded gratefully.
The female explorer put down the paper bag and left with a blushing face. The paper bag she used was naturally made by an expensive bakery. The whole loaf of white bread was cut open, with good butter spread in the middle and the edges slightly burnt.
I ate the bread handed to me by the kindhearted person with great concentration.
At the end of the meal, he won the lottery. Alter felt his teeth click, as if he had bitten something hard, and he took out a small energy crystal from his mouth. He estimated that it could be exchanged for ten mel.
It looks like it’s the smallest size, it’s just a trick of the merchant.
Suddenly I remembered that the dungeon was relatively warm, and I could also get crystal stones in exchange for accommodation fees. After having a good meal, Alter wiped his mouth and headed towards the dungeon.
Although it is deserted, the lights are not stingy. After all, starting from the central water elevator, some factions target the twentieth floor, so it is normal to return at night.
Although it is bright here and warmer than outside, Alter is not sleepy at all now. Rather than sleeping, he wants to confirm how much stronger he can be after the transformation surgery. With this in mind, Alter enters the underground city.
Arriving at the first floor soon, Alter moved forward slowly while using Detect Malice to scan the surroundings. But to be honest, as long as he was flying, the monsters on this floor were no threat. The only problem was the amount of magic consumed.
However, detecting malicious intent is useless in this dungeon. After all, these monsters have no IQ and do not know how to ambush. So after two battles, Erte used the flying technique on himself to improve his mobility and ignore the monsters on the ground.
Flying through the air, trying to find the entrance to the second floor.
It took a moment or two for Erte to find the stairs leading to the second floor and enter the second floor through the stairs. The types of monsters here are similar, but some individuals have more long-range attack capabilities and stronger physical abilities.
Strong, but still unable to pose any danger to Erte.
At least attacks such as throwing stones and shooting feathers will not accumulate much damage even if they hit Alter. However, if it was the situation before the strengthening surgery, he would probably have to retreat in a few hits.
After a few more battles, Erte drank a bottle of magic recovery potion on the stairs and rested for two moments. He then decided to train himself near the second stairs and fight monsters until the magic power was exhausted.
In the end, Erte retained the magic power used in the flying spell when she returned and harvested more than a dozen crystals. However, when she returned to the hall, it was dark. She tied the red scarf into a small bag, put away the crystals, and sat down.
Start meditating in a corner of the hall.
Through the battle, Alter understood his changes. In addition to improving his magic power and physical fitness, this strengthening surgery also made the red dragon scales on his body denser and stronger.
At the same time, Erte can now release pressure similar to that of a dragon - but the power of the dragon is large-scale, and hers can only target those in a relatively short range, and is ineffective against brainless monsters like dungeons.
The altered time sense during meditation can help meditators pass time quickly, but the general meditation method can only last four quarters of an hour, and then there is a long wait.
When the sun rises and replaces the stars, diligent explorers have already entered the dungeon alone or in groups to hunt for dropped items in exchange for money.
Alter slowly opened his eyes and looked at the hall where people were constantly coming in and out. He picked up his loot from last night and stood up, intending to exchange the dropped items for money first.
These dozen very small source energy crystals were exchanged for a total of four paise and forty-six mel. If you don't need to mix it with potions, at this rate of making money, it is indeed much more than ordinary people, but among explorers
It's only a little better than ordinary lower-level explorers.
Alter looked at the money in her pocket and thought that accommodation tonight should not be a problem. With this in mind, she headed towards the Adventurers Association, intending to ask the president about his next arrangements.
However, when Erte came to the president's office again, there was an unoccupied white metal sign hanging on the door. She sighed, thinking that it was reasonable for a busy person like the president to be away, and planned to go to the second underground floor where she reported tasks.
Ask if there are any tasks scheduled.
Alter came to the lobby, but there was no special entrustment from her superiors to Alter among the staff. Whether it was a coincidence or deliberate was not important. What was important was that she did not have a clear goal to move forward.
After leaving the arrangement and help of the association, what can Alte do with his own strength? This may be what the president wants to prove to the top management of Air Quart's "value".
The policy that the association has always adopted has now changed to letting Arquitet alone and relying on her to grow independently, rather than arranging a path that will take many years to get the so-called reward.