Scholar Ferdinand sat on a chair and talked endlessly to Suldak about his recent experience. He was recently studying the topic of how to combine Warcraft leather with the human body. Scholar Ferdinand wanted to use several simple
The medium allows magicians with the same attribute affinity to graft the same type of magic leather. To this end, he even transplanted a fire scorpion back armor piece on his arm. Unfortunately, this experiment ended in failure.
Although he was fully prepared in all aspects, the Fire Scorpion Demon Skin was still very repulsive to Scholar Ferdinand's body, so much so that he still had a large skinless wound on his arm.
Although hydrotherapy was used, such a large wound could be completely healed quickly.
Even though two days have passed, Surdak still feels a little shocked when he sees the wound. Fortunately, the wound was not infected because of proper treatment.
Scholar Ferdinand said to Suldak that perhaps it was because the treatment was not strong enough that the Fire Scorpion Demon Skin had some kind of repulsion towards his body. They obviously have a high fire affinity, but it is a pity that it is
When combined, the two fire attributes couldn't be completely integrated, and several of the mediums didn't seem right.
The teapot on the iron stand made a loud "chichi" sound. Only then did the magic apprentice on the side react. He quickly put away the magic scroll of "Fire Gathering" below, and then poured the hot tea into the teacup. Suddenly, the fragrance of lemon wafted out.
came out.
He was so entranced just now that he didn't even notice that the teapot was boiling.
Scholar Ferdinand said to Surdak: "Last time we talked about the magic pattern of life... At present, it is still a very long process to transfer the magic skin with the magic pattern of life to the human body. Recently,
News came from the Imperial Capital. I heard that someone found the magic pattern of life on the leather of the head of the tidal murloc, and it is very likely that every murloc has such a magic pattern of life, but the collection process is very difficult.
The life magic pattern is a hidden life magic pattern that is very complex and difficult to find the rules. Therefore, how to completely peel off the life magic pattern is the biggest problem for skinners at present."
"The price of murloc leather in the Imperial City has increased twenty times compared to a month ago. I think these guys have gone crazy." Scholar Ferdinand's expression was a little exaggerated and he couldn't understand it at all. He was obviously just an academic.
Why did the price of murloc leather in the research stage increase so much in just one month?
"It is said that hundreds of adventure groups have poured into Ignaz in the Palestine Province, and they all plan to go to the Vashki plane through the portal to hunt murlocs. I really don't understand how the Vashki plane can
How many murloc tribes are there for this group of adventurers to hunt..."
Having said this, Scholar Ferdinand looked a little regretful and wished he could cross the portal immediately and go to the imperial capital.
"It's a pity that I was not in the Imperial Capital at the time. It is said that the magician gave a public demonstration of the hidden life magic pattern on this fish-man leather. Speaking of which, the academic atmosphere of magic research in the Imperial Capital is relatively strong, and you can see it everywhere.
To an outstanding mage engaged in magic research." Scholar Ferdinand said.
"By the way, you are a skinner. Have you noticed the way skin is peeled? How to ensure the integrity of a piece of leather?" Scholar Ferdinand asked Suldak.
Suldak took the cup of hot tea handed over by the magic apprentice and nodded to him in thanks.
Then he replied to Scholar Ferdinand: "Well, when I was in the plane of Warsaw, I peeled off many black-striped demon skins. Generally, I could peel them off completely. However, during the peeling process, this black-striped demon skin was damaged.
There are many hidden connections in the magic skin. To be honest, it’s not easy to grasp.”
"I was in the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment at the time. I was the only person in our team who was good at skinning. When collecting trophies on the battlefield, my main task was to peel off the black-striped devil skins from the evil spirits.
When turned over to the military, the black-striped demon skin can be exchanged for more military merit than the evil devil's head. It is said that these black-striped demon skins will be researched by magicians," Suldak said.
"They want to develop some magic scrolls specifically for evil spirits. Speaking of which, these guys in the temple can restrain evil spirits. It's a pity that this group of priests and combat priests actually just broke out in the plane war.
They all evacuated the Green Empire, and in the end the remaining priests were hiding in the temple and refused to come out." Scholar Ferdinand complained.
"By the way, I recently successfully transplanted the fire scorpion's scorpion tail into the hell dog. This was considered a cross-element attempt, but the hell dog died before it could last long."
After Scholar Ferdinand finished speaking, he pointed to a salamander that had been cut into pieces and soaked in a glass vessel. Now only half of the body is left in the jar, soaked in a green solution. It looks like
Very disgusting.
Surdak somewhat admired his magic apprentice. Without a strong heart, he really couldn't withstand the various daily experiments of Scholar Ferdinand.
Scholar Ferdinand knew that Surdak had mastered the Holy Light Technique, so he wanted to invite him to conduct a transplant experiment together, and Surdak readily agreed.
However, since the experimental materials are not currently ready, the experiment can only be postponed indefinitely.
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In the restaurant on the first floor of the Garden Plaza Hotel, Suldak and Karl sat opposite each other. On the dining table was a plate of white bread spread with butter and jam. On the plate was a thick sweet corn milk soup with slightly boiled milk.
It's thick, and a little too much maple sugar is added, making it taste sweet and greasy.
Mrs. Cohen very boldly wore a skirt that exposed a large area of her white back. She had already passed by the two of them three times carrying a dinner plate. Karl did not make fun of her sexy skirt, which made the proprietress Ke
Mrs. En wonders whether her charm has declined recently.
Karl's face looked a little uncomfortable, and his speech became a little hesitant.
Surdak simply put down the white bread in his hand and stared up at him.
"Dak..." Karl said: "There have been some changes in your promotion to squadron leader. In today's parliament, your appointment letter in the Paglos Pass Security Squadron was not fully approved, so this matter will be
Half a month later, there will be another vote at the general meeting attended by all members. Sometimes, these members are really bored."
"Is this why you are doing this?" Suldak rubbed his forehead and asked Karl.
Karl blinked, not understanding what Suldak wanted to express.
Suldak picked up the unfinished white bread again and said to Karl with an indifferent expression: "If it's just because of this, well, it doesn't matter, I don't care about getting this extra half month's salary."
"Don't you even care?" Karl Hu looked at Suldak's calm face and asked suspiciously.
Surdak stuffed a spoonful of sweet milk corn into his mouth and asked in a straight voice: "Isn't the current responsibility of the public security office responsible for the security of the entire deserted land? Or after the establishment of the security squadron, I can have More power or some convenience?”
After saying that, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. This thing was really inedible.
Karl shook his head. Suldak continued to serve as the Sheriff of the Desolate Land, and this would not change.
Surdak took a big sip of water, and then said: "Then why should I care? Is it just for the salary of dozens of silver coins every week? Or has my status in Helensa improved significantly after I became the squadron leader? ?”
"What you said seems to make sense, but I think you may need to know who voted against you in parliament," Karl said.
Suldak raised his head and looked at Karl.
Karl squeezed out a very forced smile and said to him: "It's Earl Bulwer. He is the deputy speaker of the Hellanza Parliament. He has a certain influence in the parliament. I don't know why he suddenly voted against it this time. , all the congressmen who are in the same camp as him voted against you, including my father..."
The surname Bulwer was somewhat familiar to Suldak, and he immediately thought of Darcy Christie's fiancé, oh! He should have become her husband now, Baron Armand Bulwer.
Surdak smiled. In his opinion, this was not a big deal. He had no intention of becoming the squadron leader of the deserted land security squadron of the guard camp.
Without expectations, there is no disappointment.
So he asked Carl, "Is this why you've been feeling a little sick all night?"
"Sorry, Duck." Carl said apologetically.
Suldak smiled indifferently and said: "This is not your fault, why do you have to apologize, and I think I can understand Earl Casement. The situation at that time did not allow him to have another choice."
"Hey, Dak, if you want to be promoted to a knighthood smoothly, the position of squadron leader is still a bit important to you. Look, I have spent more than two years in the guard camp support squadron for the position of squadron leader..." Karl solemnly said Earth said to Surdak.
Suldak almost pinched his nose, stuffed the sticky milk corn on the plate into his mouth, washed it into his stomach with water, and then said to Karl: "I didn't say it wasn't important, but I don't have you." I think it’s so important. Now I just want to build all the houses in Wall Village before winter comes. By the way, I almost forgot to ask you, how is the villa in your manor?"
Karl only said: "If everything goes well, it will be completed by the end of next month, but I need to arrange it well. If I want to move in, I will have to wait until at least tomorrow summer..."
The boss, Mrs. Nian Cohen, who was standing not far behind the two of them, saw that Surdak had eaten all the milk corn she cooked in one go. She thought that someone finally thought that the milk corn cooked by her was delicious. It seemed that Surdak
Dak was still a good judge of things. Thinking of this, she puffed out her plump breasts and, with lightning speed, scooped another large spoonful of sticky milk corn on Suldak's plate.
"..."
When Surdak saw the large amount of extra food on his plate, he stared straight at the plate, unable to say a word...