Both are special skills of the short old man. He dare not say that in this forest market, he is the only one who can control them.
"To use these two skills for you once, the fee is 5,000 Shenbi. The prescription liquid is 2,500 Shenbi each time, totaling 7,500 Shenbi." Then the old man quoted without thinking.
"Okay." Shen Chen nodded in agreement without asking whether it was expensive or not.
After the negotiation was completed, he lay down on the wooden bed next to him. Then the short old man also became energetic, took a strong drink of medicine, walked to the wooden bed, and began to recite the incantation plausibly.
"The note of life!"
The old man was the first to use this skill, as if he was chanting, green symbols floated into Shen Chen's body.
Shen Chen felt some effects, which seemed to be a means of awakening the series, trying to communicate with his nearly exhausted physical vitality.
It is definitely impossible to achieve immediate results, but if this kind of attempt lasts for a long time, the accumulated benefits will gradually become apparent, so he is very patient.
"Light of life!"
Then, the old man didn't even bother to see the effect, and continued to use his next special skill. A large area of green brilliance covered Shen Chen's body.
The two skills took a full quarter of an hour. After the execution, the old man was out of breath. He turned back and kept pouring strong medicine. He was probably very tired.
Qiong Xi nodded secretly at the side. It seemed that the use of this skill was indeed not just a matter of raising your hand and waving it. Healing skills were often more laborious and time-consuming than status-based skills.
The little old man took a breath and began to prepare a prescription for Shen Chen.
"How many portions do you want?" The old man, who was busy in front of the medicine cabinet, turned to ask him.
"Both." Shen Chen said.
"What do you mean?" the old man was confused.
"Just take as much as you have, haha!" Qiong Xi said with a silvery smile.
"Oh! Rich man, you are not the son of the boss of a big business group nearby, right? But then again, you business groups have exploited the natives in the forest too hard. With some outsiders He came in with scraps of scrap metal to exchange for treasures, which is very unscrupulous. Now that you are so seriously injured, this can be regarded as retribution..."
As soon as the short old man started chatting, it was like a flood bursting a dam, scolding Shen Chen, thinking that he was the son of an unscrupulous businessman, that's why he was so rich.
Shen Chen's face turned dark, but he was also a little happy. Then he took out a list, handed it over and said, "If you have any of the materials on this, please give it to me."
"Or do you want them all?" the old man asked, blowing his beard and staring.
"Um."
"Oh, he is indeed the son of a profiteer..."
When leaving the medical clinic, Shen Chen's head was covered with black lines, while Qiong Xi couldn't stop laughing. The old man was very good, and he tidied him up.
"How interesting!" the girl said carelessly.
Shen Chen glanced at him angrily, and then strode towards the end of the street. The verbose old man reminded him that there was a light healer here.
After approaching the hut, Shen Chen saw the logo of the Holy See of Light. As expected, it was a missionary.
It can also be seen from this that the influence of the four major Holy Sees really extends to every place in the God Realm, even in such remote areas, there are ways to penetrate it.
"God said that there must be light, a heart of justice, and the omnipotent Holy Light God..."
When Shen Chen and Qiong Xi came in, the man in the robes of the Illuminati cultists was doing dogmatic prayers, which is a required course for the believers every day.
That way, he was indeed very pious. Even if a guest came in, he would not be in a hurry to greet him.
Shen and Chen waited for a while before the light missionary walked by and said with a calm smile: "Are you two going to join the religion? Choose the light. Under the shroud of the holy light, you will drive away all darkness..."
"No, we are here to seek the Holy Light Healing Technique." Shen Chen interrupted him, not in the mood to listen to what he was preaching.
The Missionary of Light was a little disappointed, but he was not angry at all. He nodded and said, "This is a skill I can use, let's take a look." He handed over a notebook.
These doctors are very particular about efficiency.
After seeing it, Shen Chen was a little disappointed. Compared to the verbose old man before, this missionary's light-based methods were just average.
However, since this trip cannot be in vain, he raised his head and said: "Use the holy light to shine, the strongest level you can use."
"10,000 sacred walls." The missionary offered the price.
Shen Chen almost spat in his face and said angrily: "2000 Shenbi, you are hacking me, we are not locals!"
"Haha, okay." The missionary smiled. When the skill is performed, it will rely on the power of some gods of light, so it is relatively easy.
After leaving the street, Qiong Xi hurriedly asked: "How do you feel?"
"It works, but it's not clear. It seems that I need extremely powerful healing techniques to speed up my recovery." Shen Chen said thoughtfully.
"Well, but now, we seem to be in trouble. Those guys are following closely. They seem to be gathering manpower to wait for an opportunity to harm us!" Qiong Xi said with a look of beautiful eyes.
"Haha, let's find some helpers." Shen Chen smiled easily.
"Where to find it?"
"The stronghold of the Mercenary Guild."
In fact, there is no formal mercenary guild stronghold in this forest market. It is a large house built by the guards after discussing with some mercenary groups. It is not as formal as the strongholds under the mercenary unions outside.
When Shen Chen and the others came in, the mercenaries were quite undisciplined, staggering around, and some were even sleeping on the roof or in the big trees.
On weekdays, the natives in the big forest rarely invite mercenaries. They live a simple life and don't have much spare money to invite mercenaries. Moreover, most of their daily problems can be solved by themselves.
Therefore, most of these mercenary groups work for caravans. Although some of them are under the banner of mercenary groups, their nature is similar to that of caravans. They just use the geographical differences of resources to earn high price differences. Do the business of buying low and selling high.
When Shen and Chen came in, the mercenaries didn't pay much attention to them, thinking that they couldn't survive in their own tribe, or they were yearning for an adventurous life outside and wanted to find a job here.
After wandering around for a few times, Shen Chen finally saw an old deer man smoking a cigarette at the back of the big wooden house.
There was a wooden table in front of the old man, as well as some papers, pens and ink. Other than that, there was no counter at all in the room. The simplicity made one wonder if he had gone to the wrong place.
Compared with the mercenary union strongholds in the highlands outside, let alone pretty maids, there is not even anyone serving tea or water here.
"Young man, there are no tasks for the past two days, and no group is recruiting people. Also, you are too weak, no team will take you in, so you should go home and farm." The old deer man squinted his eyes and took a look. The two people who were wandering around glanced at each other and said casually.
"Ahem, sir, where can I send the mission?" Shen Chen wiped his sweat, walked over quickly, stood in front of the table, looked at the old deer man and asked.
"Task?"
As soon as the word "mission" came out, the big guys who were swaying around, dozing, and picking their teeth suddenly jumped up, as if their sensitive nerves had been stimulated.
People from the surrounding trees, door beams, and mounds swarmed in, sweeping away their previous decadence and smiling, as if a hungry man had seen a flower girl, staring at Shen Chen and Qiong Xi. hairy.
"Here, if you want to send a mission, just shout. No need to go up the wall!" The old deer man also became energetic, put down his cigarette, and nodded with a smile.
"That's right. Is the little guy in trouble?"
"If you want to fight with someone or go somewhere, just say, the price is fair and you are honest!"
"Hey, White Bear, you guys, Porcupine, don't be so rude. We promised that this time it's our Huya Mercenary Group's turn. My brothers are almost at a loss to open the pot. You guys just went on a trip with the business group some time ago! "
"Ahu, you have the nerve to say this. Don't you know how stingy the people from the Qifeng Merchant Group are? The brothers have gone through so much trouble and lost several people. In the end, each of them only received more than two thousand sacred walls. …”
Before Shen Chen could say anything, the big guys who came in from outside began to quarrel, as if they were going to fight, and the atmosphere was quite heated.
Shen Chen and Qiong Xi are dizzy, what is going on?
"Little brother, don't pay attention to these guys. They are hungry. If you have any tasks, just tell them. If we have more than 500 gods here, someone will take them." The old deer man said with a smile.
Shen Chen was shocked. The threshold was so low. Is the mercenary business here really so bleak?
However, it was obvious that solving the trouble was more important at the moment. He nodded and said: "There are a few sneaky guys outside who seem to want to rob me. We need some people to deal with it."
Upon hearing this, there were almost all the big mercenaries present. It turned out that they were worried about someone. Someone went out to take a look on the street, and sure enough, he found a few sneaky guys. He ran back and said: " They are from Beimo, Youshe and those guys."
When the old deer man heard this, he was a little moved and said: "Little brother, this is a bit tricky. Those are famous bandit leaders nearby and they often come out to commit trouble. Where is your tribe?"
"In the Zhuxi Shuren Tribe." Shen Chen informed.
"The Zhuxi Tree Tribe... let me take a look..." The old deer man took out a piece of tree bark and showed the map. He quickly found the location of Xize's tribe. He nodded and said, "More than three hundred miles away." The road is not too far. If we escort you back and ensure safety, it will cost you a commission of almost 20,000 Shenbi. This amount can organize three good mercenary groups for you. In view of the lack of business in the past two days, I will give you a nine. Let’s fold it, how about 18,000 divine walls?”
Shen Chen thought for a while, then quietly tugged on Qiong Xi's clothes and asked her to weigh the strength of these mercenaries.
It was just this small gesture that everyone present thought he thought the price was too high.
"Little brother, 17,000 is fine. Seeing how you like it, our Xiong Wei Mercenary Group can charge less. Remember Uncle White Bear. Next time you have a mission, just remember to find me." The tall man with white fur and a tiger-like back and waist. The man said with a smile.
This is a bearman and a half-orc, but not all half-orcs are vicious and cunning. Just like the human race, there are good people everywhere and bad people everywhere.
"Since the white bear has said so, you, the porcupine brother, can be less restrained and look familiar!" A man with sharp fangs next to him nodded with a smile.
Usually those who stay here all day long are the leaders of some mercenary groups, and their members are living happily in nearby brothels or taverns in the market.
"White Bear, Porcupine, you two sons of bitches, do you dare to be any more shameless? It's not your turn to take over."
The big man with thick tiger teeth became angry immediately when he heard this. The tiger's tail behind him shook violently and he bared his teeth.
These guys just wanted to steal business in that way.
Shen Chen wiped his sweat.
The old deer man couldn't help but ask him: "Little brother, what is your attitude?"