Victor needs something real like this, even if Adolf can't help him personally.
Soon, the gold digger told everything he knew.
"Although the indigenous people are backward and decadent, they always bring surprises to people." Victor nodded slightly and approved the potion formula provided by Adolf.
Calculated based on 1 pound of pork, it is paired with 50 grams of figs, 10 grams of cyclamen, 40 grams of wine grapes, 15 grams of hair fern, and 100 grams of poppy...
Most of the ingredients can be purchased at grocery stores in town, and you can also buy fresh pork from the butcher.
Although there was no paper or pen, Victor kept these in mind.
After finishing the memory, he looked at Adolf who had not yet left, ready to give him the reward he deserved.
"I know very well that you need the third secret of the fire element, so you will explore the traces of the past."
"Yes, but judging from the current search, the Secret of Fire is no longer in the ruins." Adolf replied disappointedly.
Victor pointed his right index finger on the ground: "So, do you know the secret synthesis method?"
Adolf raised his head slightly and said "hmm" from his breath.
"Two low-level secret messages can be combined into a higher-level secret message. The synthesis ritual is quite simple and can be easily found on the black market. However, this also means that I have to find two more secret messages of the same level.
, the difficulty of completion is not low."
Victor has also thought about this problem, but he also has another important information, which is the clue in Vincent's second note, which comes from Abigail.
"So, what about conversion? Did you know that secret transmission can be converted?"
As soon as Victor finished speaking, Adolf sat up straight. Shock flashed across his face. It was obvious that this was knowledge that he did not know.
"Want to hear the details..."
Adolf sat upright and waited for Victor's answer, but Victor was not sure. The reason why he brought it up was just to repay the favor of the other party for providing the potion formula.
Then make up another one!
Victor concocted a lie in his mind and blurted out after a while: "When you understand the sex tree, I will teach you this knowledge again."
The secret transformation clue comes from the sex tree. The theory of the sex tree comes from Vincent, and Vincent learned about it from the mysterious female scholar.
Based on this causal relationship, Victor deduced that the transformation of the secret transmission must be related to the sex tree, perhaps those thin lines connecting different sexes to each other.
Adolf had never heard of the sex tree. He thought it was a very profound piece of knowledge that Mr. The Knower could not describe in words, so he nodded and did not continue to ask.
But even so, he also gained hope from Victor's words. If the secret transmissions could really be converted, then wouldn't he need to only look for the secret transmissions of the fire element?
"A sex tree? Thank you for reminding me. Maybe I should change my mind." Adolf looked up at the Taoist temple roof with a big hole in it. "Sorry, I have to continue exploring the last part of the ruins. Although there is little hope, but
Now that we are all here, let me complete the final journey of Zoroastrianism!"
He is leaving, Victor knows it.
I saw that Adolf's body became blurry. Unlike the original effect of the medicine that disappeared, after mastering the method of meditating into dreams, as long as nothing unexpected happens, he can control the timing of returning to the material world.
Now that the other parties have left, it’s time for Victor to go back and prepare materials.
……
Back in Walding Town, Victor immediately went to the town's grocery store and purchased the medicinal materials and ingredients for the seduction formula without spending much money.
Henry didn't know what he was doing, and Victor couldn't explain it to him. He just said that it could be mixed with dead pork and used to seduce ghouls.
Henry also knew that ghouls eat carrion. He thought this was a way to speed up decay.
Victor acted quickly, preparing to set a trap where the convoy found Chino before sunset.
But just as they were about to set off in the afternoon, a little donkey wandered into the small town of Walding, and collided with Victor and the other three who were about to leave the town.
Father Sang's face was pale. He came back alone, without any agents from the Inspection Bureau.
Victor and Henry looked at each other from a distance. Behind him were the red soil and barren mountains, adding a bit of desolation.
"I sent away the detectives who sent me back, ahem... they rushed back to Dandelion two kilometers away." Father Sang said to the two young men, minding his own business.
Seeing that the other party looked ugly, Henry had a premonition that he was seriously ill, and hurriedly asked what happened.
"Cough...cough, it's no big deal. The Conor Gang is basically dead. Only Augusta and less than ten people escaped from the army's blockade. Cough...cough...I can't stand the fatigue of running around.
So I asked Josh to let me come back to rest... Boy, has your house been built? Ahem, you won't let me sleep in a shed, will you?"
Victor shrugged: "The wooden frame has been erected and the roof has just been added. It can keep out the rain but not the wind. I'm afraid you will still have to sleep in the warehouse."
"Why are young people so inefficient in doing things?" Father Sang seemed a little dissatisfied.
Henry was still a little doubtful of Father Sang's words and continued to ask: "Don't you be needed by the General Inspector?"
Father Sang coughed twice and confirmed: "As long as the agents know what Augusta's abilities are and avoid leaking information, then he is just an ordinary villain."
Seeing how relaxed Father Sang said it, it seemed like he didn't take Augusta seriously at all.
At this time, the old priest noticed that Victor and Henry were tinkering with a cart of things. Donny went to the stable and fetched two horses to hitch the caravan, as if he was about to leave town.
He stared at the items in the car, walked to the back and lifted the gray cloth covering it, and found the dead pork underneath.
"You started selling meat? Aren't you selling wine?"
"I'll explain it to you later!" Father Victor Paisan asked him where he got the magic potion formula, and quickly handed him a small pot of white wine.
Father Sang had never drunk liquor before. When he smelled the smell, he was stunned for a moment and forgot everything.
"Awesome, it tastes really good. My throat feels like it's burning. It's so comfortable! I didn't expect that you brewed a product that we have never tasted before. This thing is not on the banned list. You can even...ahem...
Ahem, selling it blatantly!"
With a smile on his face, Victor asked Donnie to get in the car and drive quickly so they could leave.
Unexpectedly, Father Sang sat down in the back of the caravan and wanted to set off with them.
"Cough...cough, give me a ride. Although I don't know what you are going to do, my old bones should be able to help a lot."
Victor looked embarrassed. He suddenly thought of something and pointed in the direction of the pub.
"I heard that there are some new 'ladies' in town. You can go preach to them and put the account on my head. This time you will do what you say!"
Unexpectedly, Father Sang glanced over there, leaned against the vertical barrier helplessly, and said leisurely: "I'm old..."
