Witch doctors in the black forest must study poisons. Old Borg cut the corpse into pieces to observe the effects of poisons. Zhou Qingfeng frowned and followed the 'shadow' prompts: "Your Excellency, witch doctor, your poison formula
It’s wrong, and the workmanship is wrong.”
Old Borg was about to chase people away, but his face darkened when he heard this, "Young man, don't criticize other people's professional fields. I am the witch doctor, and my formula will never be wrong."
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, pointed at the spots on the corpse on the autopsy table and said: "You are preparing paralysis medicine and experimenting on living people. But this man suffered for at least half a day before he died after being poisoned by trauma. His skin was full of congestion, which is normal.
The paralyzing poison does not have this effect."
Old Borg was speechless. After muttering for a long time, he had to lower his tone and said, "Young man, do you really know how to prepare potions? There may be something wrong with my formula, but I still don't know where the problem is? Do you have the correct formula?"
The right recipe? Of course there is!
'Shadow' spoke, Zhou Qingfeng repeated, and a correct version of the 'Paralysis Poison' formula appeared. The materials were viper serum from the Black Forest, blood-sucking vine marrow, etc. It required distillation, extraction, quantitative synthesis and other delicate processes.
means.
According to the description of 'Shadow', Zhou Qingfeng believes that it is a nerve agent with fast onset, wide application and long validity period. The poison can be smeared on arrows or blades. Once it enters the blood, it can forcibly interfere with the nervous system and cause cardiac arrest.
.
This is more severe than ordinary poisons, and much more sophisticated than using a knife to randomly cut into pieces of human flesh.
Zhou Qingfeng relayed it orally, and the old dwarf found it novel as soon as he heard the beginning. He quickly found paper and pen, and carefully copied down the prescription and manufacturing process sentence by sentence. After writing it down, he recited it several times.
After reading it, the old dwarf decided that Zhou Qingfeng was definitely a 'medical expert'. He himself did not know where he came from, and he was just doing research without any systematic learning and accumulation.
Just looking at the messy piles of things in this shack, you can tell that its level is very limited. But that's what witch doctors are, similar to civilian medicine.
The formula of 'paralysis poison' is not complicated. It can be explained clearly in a few simple sentences. This is a professional performance in itself - the key is..., "You use magic bat guano as the poison base."
, in fact, you should use ambergris.”
The old dwarf understood Zhou Qingfeng's words word for word, and repeatedly asked about the key points he didn't understand. Zhou Qingfeng also casually gave him a few popular science sentences about the human body's physiological structure, which made the other person feel that he had gained a lot and was overjoyed. He danced on the spot and was very happy.
laugh.
Just talking about ambergris, the old dwarf's face fell, "I also know how to use ambergris, but where can I find a dragon?" After saying that, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Todd just said that you met a dragon.
?You have ambergris, right?"
Todd said in Zhou Qingfeng's ear: "Old Borg is a believer in Talona, the goddess of poison and disease. He is not interested in wealth and status, and likes to develop poisons most. If you give him ambergris, he will definitely take us in.
.”
Compared with various main gods with powerful divine power, Talona only has weak divine power, and the strength is very different. It is not on the same level at all. However, this god is not a kind existence.
The followers of Talona are not good people. They want to be respected enough but have twisted personalities. Anyone who dares to offend them will be secretly poisoned or infected with disease as revenge.
"I said...Old Borg, can you stop jumping around in front of my eyes?" Zhou Qingfeng stopped the dwarf old man from losing his mind and asked remindingly: "You have some medicine here?
Tools? Beakers, test tubes, heating dishes, etc.”
"Yes, yes, of course I have it." The old dwarf carefully collected the potion formula provided by Zhou Qingfeng and shouted outside the shack: "My stupid servants, come in and tidy up the house. Today we have distinguished guests.
The guests are coming."
A few timid servants came in from outside the shack and started cleaning up in a hurry.
The cleaning work mainly consisted of putting the internal organs of some carelessly discarded corpses into wooden frames, and then cleaning the knives used to chop the corpses. At the same time, the shack was ventilated to allow the smell of blood and stench to dissipate.
While the servants were busy, the old dwarf also smiled at Zhou Qingfeng and said: "Young man, I noticed that you are different at first sight. You must be from a noble family. I wonder if I can know the full story of your family.
name?"
"I...? My name is Victor Hugo." Uncle Zhou thought for a moment, raised his head and shouted: "My origin is naturally extremely noble. My nation has a history of thousands of years.
My tribe even has the blood of dragons."
The descendants of the dragon have dragon blood, right?
But these words shocked Old Borg, and the orcs were also extremely shocked.
In the world of swords and magic, dragon bloodline is no joke. Anyone who dares to say this must have extraordinary origins and a profound background. Todd blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Victor, your bloodline can really be traced back."
To a certain dragon?"
"Of course." Zhou Qingfeng said with certainty. He thought to himself: "It's good that I didn't say that I was the successor of the Communist Party of China. A huge empire with a population of more than one billion is waiting for me. I just don't know when I can take up the post.
.”
This answer is half affirmative, half ridiculing.
Todd sighed again, "Victor, I knew you must be a born noble, but I didn't expect you to have such a noble bloodline. No wonder you are not afraid of the red dragon named Aratis at all."
Even the 'Shadow' was very interested in Zhou Qingfeng's 'Dragon Vein' bloodline. It thought about it over and over again, and did not deny the authenticity of the 'Dragon Vein'. It only asked in confusion..., "Vic
Hugo, which dragon did you inherit your bloodline from?"
The 'Shadow' with unknown origins and extraordinary abilities asked very seriously, but Zhou Qingfeng just wanted to put his hand on his forehead - I just wanted to show off, how come you all believed it?
"No, this is a secret." Zhou Qingfeng refused to answer. After all, he couldn't answer. He only urged the old dwarf: "I will use this potion formula as reward and give you some ambergris. You can always find us a
A place to stay?”
Todd also helped, "Yes, yes, there will be chaos in the Black Forest soon. We must make some preparations and have a good rest." He then said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Victor, don't be so stingy. Give more to Old Borg.
Order some ambergris, I know you have plenty."
"As long as you give me some ambergris, I will immediately arrange a place for you to live comfortably." Old Borg exclaimed, "Sir Hugo, please be generous. I can buy it at a high price."
Zhou Qingfeng and Todd seemed to be playing a double act, and their conversation was really bluffing. The old witch doctor in the Voodoo Swamp was aroused with great curiosity, and his eyes were wide open. The servants in the shack all pricked up their ears.
, everyone's eyes wandered, and they whispered to each other.
Everyone has already concluded in their hearts that a noble man has arrived in the Voodoo Swamp. He actually has the blood of a giant dragon and possesses precious ambergris saliva.
After the servants finished cleaning up and walked out of the shack, the news spread throughout the settlement as if it had wings. The more it spread, the more mysterious and outrageous it became. Every time it passed through someone's mouth, the rumor would be added to the story.
It didn't take long for the rumors to turn into rumors - a powerful warlock with dragon blood came to the Voodoo Swamp. He had a magical treasure and was looking for a huge treasure hidden in the forest for many years.
When this rumor of "export to domestic sales" came back to Zhou Qingfeng's ears, he was immediately stunned.