Wizard: Surviving in the Steam Age with Points for Demon Hunter

Chapter 89 Produced by the Gunner, it must belong to...

"handsome."

Looking at the familiar bedroom layout, Wei En snapped his fingers excitedly.

This is what a wizard should look like, with just a thought, he can appear in another place.

It is simply an excellent skill for wizards to escape on the road.

Miss Zombie stared blankly at Wei En who suddenly appeared, and then hurriedly put on the unfinished skirt in her hand.

"Forehead……"

Only then did Wayne notice her look, "Sorry, I just learned a spell and am testing its effect."

"Are you sewing...?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he knew he had asked a stupid question.

Miss Zombie is holding a needle and thread in her hands, and she is taking herself off for a walk, not sewing skirts, what else can she be doing?
Is it still possible to...

After Sharapova put on the skirt expressionlessly, she turned her back and said, "I need a room."

"No problem, there is an empty room downstairs, you can live there temporarily, but there is no bed or quilt..."

Sharapova paused as she moved outward, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you very much."

Wei En was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. He actually made an undead creature sleep on the bed and let her cover her with a quilt...

It's a good thing that Miss Zombie didn't answer, otherwise he would have cast another flickering spell and flashed back to the studio...

After she left the bedroom, Wei En felt better. Thinking back to the scene just now, he said, "I'll buy her a set of underwear tomorrow..."

He had noticed a long time ago that the residence became much cleaner and tidier from top to bottom.

Don't think about other well-meaning people, it can only be the work of the zombie lady who is willing to be a cow and a horse without complaint.

Although he is not very clear about whether all undead creatures have the attribute of doing housework...

【Congratulations, have a wonderful day.Evaluation: Enjoy killing, indulge in killing, and become indifferent.Reward: Survival Points +3. 】

"sleep……"

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Wayne woke up from his deep sleep when the church bell rang eight times.

However, he didn't get up, but closed his eyes, flipping through some rune knowledge in his mind.

With such a huge amount of knowledge content, relying solely on his unconscious absorption and rummaging when using it, the efficiency is too slow.

Therefore, before going to bed last night, he made a special study plan for himself.

From now on, learning rune knowledge before getting up in the morning will become his daily habit.

It took half an hour to quickly absorb one-thousandth of the basic knowledge of runes, and Wei En got up and took a shower.

According to the above records, the appearance of rune literature can be traced back to the end of the Second Era. The specific time was not mentioned, nor was it clear who invented it.

There are only a few simple sentences: "The rune is the essence of the rules, the imprint of power, and the illusory extension of greatness."

The runes were learned and accepted by the supernatural beings in this world as soon as they appeared in the first day of the lunar new year, and they have been used to this day.

The wizard was born after the appearance of the runes, and based on the runes, he built a spell system...

There is also a classic quote, which was said by a great wizard in the middle of the third era: "Give me a little time, and I will turn the gods into original runes..."

For a moment, Wei En thought of the original rune of Death God Olanel.

This may be the origin of the original rune of the god of death...

Wei En recalled the evaluation given on the panel when the runes knowledge tree was first generated: the emergence of runes has infinitely increased the upper limit of the power of extraordinary beings.

It turned out that as early as that time, the panel had already clearly indicated to him-the power of runes.

It's just that at that time, he didn't realize it at all.

"This time I'm really standing on the shoulders of giants..."

After Wei En washed up, he put on the new investigator's uniform, trimmed his hair in front of the mirror, and wiped out the last black bread.

With his current appetite, it has at least tripled compared to before, and he can eat four pieces of brown bread for breakfast.

A rough calculation would cost at least 3 shillings a day on food alone.

This is only calculated with black bread...

Wayne counted the gold pounds in his wallet, and... oh, 18 gold pounds and 5 shillings, that's all right.

I almost forgot, he just received a huge sum of money yesterday.

In addition to the proceeds from selling potions in the future-not to mention not bad money, at least it can be given to brown bread with a few pieces of cheese and butter.

After cleaning up, Wei En looked at the time - 8:50.

"You still have some time to spare, why not go into that nightmare realm now and have a look?"

Just thinking about it, Wei En took out the metal card and put it on his forehead according to the method Claire said.

Well, it's icy cold...

Ok?
Immediately afterwards, Wei En felt his body become erratic, as if there was no entity under his feet, and he kept falling down.

All the surrounding scenes began to become distorted and empty, as if being sucked into another space.

When he opened his eyes again, his appearance had changed.

"The gunman's product must be excellent. Don't miss the first batch of perfect muskets today, come and have a look."

"The developer potion is produced in the distant Eastern Continent of the Kingdom of Chatland. It has a powerful effect and can be traced back to ten years ago..."

"Blood Spirit School is strong in collecting the corpses of clergymen from the Church of Dawn. If you are interested, please report the number..."

Wei En stared blankly at the scene in front of him, the strange black shadows, the stone... tombstones?
This place turned out to be a desolate cemetery! ?
He confirmed again that there was black soil under his feet, and crooked stone tombstones stood everywhere around him, as well as slightly raised mounds behind the tombstones.

When those black figures were hawking, they were sitting or standing leaning against the tombstones. The mounds in front of them were like natural stalls, dividing different areas...

What about this trading place?

Surprisingly reassuring - what a ghost!

Another thing that makes Wei En feel weird is those dark shadows.

The man who peddled and sold the muskets could be seen to be a mechanical reformer with only the upper body, and a big one on his forehead, the number in Gonzalez - 3.

The person who sold the developing potion was a very vague figure whose outline could only be vaguely discerned.

Well, it's a fish with legs.

He also has a number on his forehead - 5.

As for the one who recovered the body of the clergyman...the wizard of the Blood Spirit School, he could only see a black shadow, which should be wearing a long robe.

And the number on his forehead is 18.

Wei En quickly looked down, and he was relieved when he found that he was also just a blurry blue shadow.

Ok?
Everyone has numbers on their heads, so me - 22? ?
This number is quite familiar...

Wei En thought thoughtfully: It seems to be the same as the original value I have seen before?
"Hey, a 22-year-old appears here..."

But when Wei En heard his voice and looked over, the mechanical reformer with only the upper body, with a hazy red light flickering on his blurred head, waved his hands quickly.

"Um, please don't look at me. I was just expressing surprise, no offense intended."

Only the sorcerer who was suspected to be from the Blood Spirit School behaved fairly normally.

"My lord, good morning, please forgive me for not being able to tell you my real name. However, you can call me here, Franta."

Is this talking to me?
Wayne: "Good morning, Franta."

"May I help you? Judging from your appearance, it should be the first time you have come to Nightmare."

"It is indeed the first time."

Although it is not clear why these people reacted like this, Wayne still pretended to be a real boss.

Then I saw that group of black shadows getting closer, where the head could only see a blur of white and two groups of blood red...

Mouth and eyes?

"If you don't mind, I can give you a brief introduction here."

Wei En was on guard, "Of course." However, considering Claire's description of the nightmare, there should be no danger.

"Please come here..."

Saying that, the two passed through the slightly crowded crowd and walked out.

However, what Wei En was more concerned about was the information he heard when passing by those blurred shadows whose numbers were not in double figures.

"22? Captain level... Ugh, I didn't say anything, don't look at me..."

"What's captain level? The origin increases by 220%. Even if he is just a high-level wizard apprentice, his strength is about to reach the threshold of captain level."

"If you are at the captain level, you are definitely a top powerhouse, and you can even be ranked in the city-state..."

Original increase of 220%?

Wei En thought belatedly: So, what he thought was weak before is not really weak?

With the increase in original power, is he even comparable to captain level?

It seems that after arriving at the Secret Adjustment Department, we can check with Lacey.

At this moment, Franta said, "This is your first time here, so you probably don't know the division of the Nightmare Realm?"

Wei En nodded slightly, "It's really not very clear, could you please introduce it in detail?"

The number on Franta's forehead is 18, indicating that his strength should be very strong, at least much more real than what he pretended to be.

"I believe that the person who gave you the admission ticket should have said that this is a place specially for heretics to trade, right?"

"Yes."

Franta chuckled, "But he certainly didn't tell you that there are actually strict divisions here."

"Oh?" Wei En asked doubtfully, "How are they divided?"

"It's based on numbers," Franta said, not pointing at him, but pointing at his own forehead. "Under 10, it's in the initial area, which is this cemetery."

"10-20 is the transit area, which is our next destination. Unlike here, it will be quieter."

"20-50 is the captain-level exclusive area. Only strong people like you can enter there."

"As for what it looks like above 50, I don't know..."

Wei En nodded thoughtfully, "I see."

Not long after, the two walked out of the cemetery area, and Wei En felt that the scene in front of him changed directly.

"Here we are, this is the transit area - the tower."

If the previous initial area was a barren ruin, then this place called the transit area is much more advanced.

I saw a tower towering into the sky. The cylindrical tower was slightly broken, as if it had experienced a war.

One by one, the same black shadows as in the cemetery area came out from the entrance of the tower.

Wei En looked at the building in front of him, raised his head slightly, raised his head again, raised his head again...

What kind of tower is this, so tall?
"Here, um... how many floors are there?"

"Your Excellency, you are joking. I am just a junior wizard. I can only move in the bottom floors. If you go up, you have to go alone."

A little envy seemed to flash across Franta's blurred face, "I forgot to ask, do you want to buy or sell something?"

Wei En touched his nose, "For sale."

Ok?
Is it just a soft touch?

It seems that in this nightmare area, the surrounding scene looks real, but it is actually just an illusory place?

However, it was too real.

"Oh?" Franta asked very interestedly: "I don't know what you want to sell, maybe there is something I need."

"Well, it's just a potion, and there is no corpse of the clergyman of the Church of Dawn that you need."

The wizards of the Blood Spirit School really have a great interest in those priests, and they can be seen buying corpses everywhere...

"Of course, the people of the Church of Dawn are still very troublesome. Well, I'm not questioning your strength."

"It's ok."

Franta seemed to be relieved, and then said regretfully: "But the magic potion that can be sold by a strong man like you is not something I can covet."

"Um, that's not it."

Wei En looked a little embarrassed, but fortunately there was a shadow blocking him, otherwise his expression might be seen by the other party.

"Oh?"

"Currently the only potions for enlightenment, healing potions and spiritual defense potions..."

On Franta's face with only black shadows, the two blurry eyes reveal doubts and strangeness, is it just a basic potion?

"I don't know, what grade do you want to sell?"

Wei En also saw the look in his eyes, and replied calmly: "Perfect."

"Perfect enlightenment potion?"

"Ah."

Franta's eyes lit up suddenly, "I knew that for a powerful existence like Your Excellency, the things to sell would not be that simple."

"Perfect enlightenment potion, 3 gold pounds per bottle, I want as much as you have."

"Do you need it?"

"... Your Excellency has been staying in the research institute before, and you don't go out often?"

"Well, yes."

This is a wonderful misunderstanding, but Wei En is also happy to see it.

"That's right. Although Enlightenment Potion is only a basic level of potion, even apprentice wizards can make it, but it is not an easy task to make a perfect level of Enlightenment Potion."

Franta really regarded him as a master who has been studying potions, and said respectfully: "Even those high-level wizards who want to make a bottle of perfect enlightenment potion steadily have a high failure rate."

"Therefore, potions like this that can restore spiritual strength are extremely popular here."

Wayne nodded, "Then I understand."

He also understands the truth that rare goods can be lived in.

In this way, his plan to sell the potion went more smoothly.

"Don't know how to trade?"

Franta was taken aback, "You agree?"

"Well, I don't have much time, I have to leave."

"Understood, for a master of Potions like you who is devoted to research, time is precious."

With that said, Franta stretched out his hand and said to the empty space: "Apply for a transaction."

Um? ?

Under Wei En's surprised gaze, a strange creature suddenly appeared.

The creature does not have a vague shape, but is very clear, just like the surrounding scene.

Six slender branches like spider legs were propped up on the ground. There was only a ball-shaped head on the legs, and there was only one eye and a mouth on the head...

"Amount of the transaction."

Franta looked at Wayne, "Excuse me, how many bottles of Enlightenment Potion do you have?"

"...a bottle,"

Wei En also knew that the number was a little small, and then added: "There are still many follow-ups, but I've been busy recently, so it will be a few days later."

Franta: "..."

Is a potion master who only has a bottle of perfect enlightenment potion a real master?
PS: Thanks to the strong heart 1 boss for the reward, thank you.

There is no retribution, only explosions.

　Changed some content, ten minutes late, sorry sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)