In a deserted corner, Lin Feng was sitting there making a skill scroll, but he made it ten times in a row without success. For some reason, Lin Feng's heart couldn't calm down, because Lin Feng saw the mercenary medal.
Attributes. In other words, Lin Feng received the fourth-level mercenary medal under the praise of Kasha, a woman who fell into the eyes of money. When he saw the attributes, Lin Feng was shocked.
【Mercenary Medal★★★★】
A medal that can only be worn by level 4 mercenaries
After wearing the fourth-level mercenary medal, all attributes will have + points and all skills will +2. This is only available to the top three players who have reached the fourth-level mercenary medal.
Although the introduction was very short, it brought a great shock to Lin Feng. If the attribute gap between the characters in the Journey of the Waves is not very big, then the equipment is definitely an insurmountable dividing line between players. Equipment
The better, the bigger the gap, and there are some special equipment, such as Lin Feng's previous acquisition of the Star of Aklanth, which is unique equipment in the Journey to the Waves.
This is the current level 4 mercenary medal. Although Lin Feng does not know whether the attributes will change when he reaches level 5 or level 6 in the future, Lin Feng knows that he will definitely have more attributes than all players in the future.
points, and 2 points more for all skill points, this will be an insurmountable gap.
Lin Feng took a deep breath and thought: I can't think about it anymore. If this continues, the skill scroll will no longer be made. However, I don't know who is back, Xiao Loli or Meng Zhongmeng. There are only three places in the whole server, except for
I have one, and there are two spots left.
Lin Feng passed this news to Xiao Loli and Meng Zhongmeng when he left. So Lin Feng gathered his thoughts, took out a monster's eyeball and a drop of blood, and then placed them on the fur.
, and then heard Lin Feng singing: "The great God of Wind Element, grant me the power of wind and the seal of the wind blade skill!"
A blue light flashed, and a scroll appeared in Lin Feng's hand.
"Ding, congratulations to the player who successfully used a gun to file his mouth to create a level one skill scroll. The proficiency level is +3."
Seeing this scroll, Lin Feng jumped up and shouted to the sky: "Finally successful!"
After more than ten times of continuous production, he finally succeeded once. Lin Feng looked at the scroll in his hand excitedly:
【Wind Blade Technique Scroll★】
There is no need to chant, you can directly summon the Wind Blade Technique, there is no interval between uses, just smash the Wind Blade Technique scroll directly towards the opponent.
"Haha, I didn't expect the properties of the scroll to be so good. With this scroll, I will be a mobile fort." Lin Feng said in surprise. He continued to refine. Due to the failure of the refinement, he still had a little proficiency, so although Lin Feng was consuming
materials, but I was also very surprised. As long as I reached level two, I would have a 20% success rate. However, this is also a boring job.
Following Lin Feng, he made another Wind Blade Technique scroll. Fortunately, it was successful this time, prompting Lin Feng to add three points of proficiency. However, the next seven or eight failed, but Lin Feng was not unlucky, and kept doing it again and again.
While making a first-level scroll, listening to Lin Feng's mouth constantly chanting the spells required for the corresponding skills, expressions of surprise and disappointment kept appearing on Lin Feng's face.
Four hours later, Lin Feng looked at the last piece of material in his hand, and then at the more than forty first-level scrolls in his hand. A satisfied smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.
"Great God of War, grant me the strength to fight and slam the skill seal!"
As Lin Feng's singing ended, a blazing white light flashed through, and Lin Feng felt a powerful fighting force filling his surroundings, and then it was quickly absorbed by the scroll. Lin Feng was overjoyed, it was done.
Sure enough, a scroll appeared in Lin Feng's hand. Lin Feng looked at the scroll at hand, and then calculated silently. This time, there were more than 320 sets of materials, and he had produced 42 first-level scrolls, with a success rate of
It reached 13%, which was not too low. I followed Lin Feng and checked the proficiency level again and found that it had reached more than 500. It seemed that as long as I had the materials, I could master the skill of making scrolls in two days.
Once you reach level two, your 20% success rate will be enough to get twice as many one-hit scrolls.
With this momentum, Lin Feng quickly rushed outside Rogge's camp. The first-level scroll did not require high-end materials. The undead zombies and hard-skinned rats outside were enough. Before, he used the skin of the hard-skinned rats and the undead ones.
Zombie eyes and blood.
Now there are very few players within a few hundred meters of Rogge's camp. After all, the players have high levels and they all go out to kill high-level monsters to upgrade. Except for some players who have just entered the game, the rest are all monsters.
In two days of game time, Lin Feng once again obtained more than 800 pieces of materials. He did not expect that the gathering technique was so easy to use. Basically every zombie and hard-skinned mouse could collect what they wanted, and in these two days,
, Lin Feng has also practiced his gathering skills to the intermediate level, and the speed of collection has also increased a lot. Since the same materials can be superimposed, the materials collected by Lin Feng only occupy three backpack slots, so Lin Feng did not return to the city, but returned to the original place.
The underground line has taken a break.
When Lin Feng came out of the room, he saw Su Qing sitting on the sofa smoking. He was surprised. In Lin Feng's memory, Su Qing did not smoke. Why was Su Qing like this?
So Lin Feng came to Su Qing and asked: "Xiao Qing, when did you learn to smoke?"
"Cough cough cough!"
Lin Feng's sudden appearance caused Su Qing to cough. After a while, Su Qing said to Lin Feng: "Xiao Feng, you're out of the game!"
"Well, why do you smoke?"
"Hey, it's hard to put it into words!"
Su Qing sighed and said. Lin Feng saw Su Qing's appearance, sat down on the side and asked: "What's the matter? Tell me!"
"Hey, I wanted to talk to you the day before, but you didn't quit the game. I photographed you doing a task to disturb you, so I didn't call you!"
"Tell me, what makes you so depressed!"
Su Qing stared at Lin Feng. After a while, he put out the cigarette butt in his hand, then stared at the ashtray and said calmly: "Someone wants to pick me up!"
"What?"
Because Su Qing's voice was very low, Lin Feng didn't hear it clearly.
"Damn it, I told you someone was trying to pick me up!" Su Qing cursed loudly.
However, Lin Feng didn't say anything. He just stood there with his mouth wide open and stared at Su Qing with an expression of disbelief. After a long time, Lin Feng shook his head and cleared his mind, but still asked with an expression of disbelief: "
