"I want to continue collecting medicinal materials. By the way, the teacher said that you have branches of the fire tree. Can you sell me a piece of it?"
"Do you have any new ideas?" Sherlock thought of the previous scene in the forest where the other party was chased by the mosquito bat, and said a little doubtfully: "I can give it to you, but can you give it to me when you refine the medicine?"
Let me watch."
He still recognized Tian Linger's level of medicine refining, and in some aspects he was even ashamed of himself.
His strength is that he has relatively solid basic skills, and rarely makes mistakes whether it is handling materials or refining techniques.
Tian Ling'er, who has an out-of-the-box nature, has unbridled imagination and creativity, and some clues can be seen from the seven strengthening potions with different effects that he has developed.
Especially the last shichimi beans, Sherlock's elm-headed mind would never have imagined that he could combine those 15 ingredients.
So he was still very interested in his senior sister's new potion and didn't mind paying for the ticket.
"I would have asked you to help me even if you didn't tell me. It's hard to find such a good helper. We'll decide whether to give it away or not later, but you must never sell it to me."
Tian Linger's performance conquered Sherlock, but Sherlock's ability was also recognized by Tian Linger.
"Well, don't worry, I'll leave first."
After breaking up with Tian Linger, Sherlock hurried to Sequoia Town. Except for Lan accidentally attracting a few monsters, nothing happened. He managed to get back to Sequoia Town before dawn.
town.
He had almost reached the limit of online time, and he had been running at a speed of 6 yards for more than three hours. Even in the game, he felt a bit of mental fatigue, which could no longer be alleviated by cooking.
, he needs to go offline and rest as soon as possible.
When he arrived at Newt's pet store, he walked straight in. It seemed that the other party had already taken care of the myconids.
"You're here, have you got the information?" Newt pulled him aside and asked.
Sherlock took out a piece of parchment and handed it over and said, "This should be it. Take a look."
Newt took one look and put the parchment away, "Yes, there is evidence of collusion between the demonic sun elves and the demon clan. They should be able to make a decision this time."
Although he got the information, the sadness on his face did not diminish at all. He continued with a grimace: "You have completed these two missions very well. Originally, if you took on the last mission, you would..., but now, you have appeared.
It was a little unexpected.”
"What, what happened?" Sherlock was the happiest when hearing an accident. Surprises only come when there are accidents. However, the expression on his face did not change, and he asked pretending to be concerned.
"The envoy sent by Sandaba was attacked, and the envoy Kodek was kidnapped. It turned out at the scene that it was the people of Black Blood who did it."
"People of Black Blood?" Sherlock has not heard of this organization yet, and he will not miss this good opportunity to inquire about the information.
"The People of Black Blood are an organization composed of various lycanthropes. They believe in Mara, the god of hunting, and are particularly interested in killing. Every quarter, lycanthropes in different areas will carry out a competition called the Supreme
The hunting game of hunting…”
Listening to Newt's story, Sherlock already understood what the people of black blood represented, and also realized the importance of this matter.
The geographical location of the city Sandaba is very important, which has led to the city being in a state of war preparedness. Facing the demonic invasion this time, in addition to the various creatures living in the Supreme Forest, the largest main force is located on the back of Cape Ask.
of Sundarpa.
But at this time, the mission sent to discuss the war with the coalition forces was attacked by the people of black blood, and the messenger Kodek became the prey of this hunting game.
"The prey hunted by the Supreme must be an intelligent creature, but those werewolves usually kidnap greedy adventurers. How could they risk the possibility of causing public outrage and attack the human mission this time?"
Werewolf, Sandaba, and Mission, these words were strung together, and Sherlock immediately thought of many things.
The dispute between the mysterious warlock and the Meteor Guild.
The scene of brutal massacre.
A terrible man-made plague.
All these things now point to one place, the Supreme Hunting!
His conjecture was confirmed by the other party. Newt, who was already worried, felt even heavier: "I don't know what's going on with Lupine. The situation may be a bit special this time. I hope there will be no surprises."
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Sherlock almost understood the situation. He would definitely try his best to get involved in such a hugely influential plot.
"Our people went to negotiate with the werewolf leader Nalono. If necessary, I will ask Hathaway to find you." As he said that, Newt pointed to the white owl not far away.
Before, Sherlock was curious about how NPCs could communicate without communicators. Fortunately, magic props such as communication crystals still existed among mages.
Those professions that don't know magic will definitely not need mages to deliver messages. Mages probably won't be willing to work part-time as messengers.
Now he finally found another way to connect, but the owl didn't seem to have the ability to locate it.
Newt's mission came to an end for the time being, and Sherlock had nothing urgent to do, so he found a relatively safe place and went offline to rest.
Three hours later, he woke up from his deep sleep again.
"Axia, the meal is ready."
After taking a few bites of fried pancakes, he was about to enter the game again, but No. 11 called him from behind.
"Axia, your deposit has reached 50,000. According to the rules set for me, I have to fulfill your first goal."
"Oh, no problem!" Sherlock originally assigned two goals to No. 11, and buying a house was only the second priority.
"Also, while you were playing the game, your teacher sent a message."
Xia, I saw the video you took. May your life be as colorful as it.
The teacher's message is always so brief, and there is never a short-tempered interrogation from the parents, only chicken soup for the soul. This is probably a common problem after being a teacher for a long time.
"No. 11, please reply for me."
"Okay, please tell me."
"Teacher..." Sherlock only started, but didn't know what to say next. He was obviously his only relative, and he seemed to have nothing to say.
"Are these two words the only ones?"
He hesitated for a long time, neither knowing what to say nor wanting to say nothing in reply.
"Just answer these two words."
After saying this, Sherlock quickly put on his helmet, and his consciousness instantly left reality.
