abnormal mutation

Chapter 70 Storm Convergence
Roland paced excitedly back and forth in the room, but after calming down, his mind was filled with questions: Was this extraordinary path really suitable for him? Where could he find those materials he had never heard of before? How could he acquire knowledge of higher orders? Was the Eye of Prophet trustworthy?

He didn't ask Pro again, feeling somewhat apprehensive and unwilling to let anyone know about his past life. He admitted that he was being a bit hesitant and conflicted.

He only calmed down after the door was knocked on and he had lunch with Alex.

'Once Julia wakes up, I'll check with her first.' He made up his mind. If all else fails, there's always the Northern Merchant Guild; he'll use their connections when necessary.

The box contained a bunch of other things: a bunch of melee weapons, seven vials of medicine, five revolvers, a shotgun, a bag of coins, and a bunch of other miscellaneous items and materials.

These are all ordinary items, and the list describes them clearly, including their names and approximate values. The most valuable item is a longbow; although not a magical item, its special material allowed it to withstand only a slight scratch from Drake's axe blow.

'No wonder he dared to use the bow to block the flying axe; it would be great for hunting.' Roland could only draw the bow a third of the way with all his might; the bow-wielder must have been quite something. He died a rather pathetic death.

The seven potions were not magical potions, but they were all highly effective functional potions, and I kept them all for my own use.

The bag of coins was large, mostly loose change, totaling over 230 German dollars. The weapons and firearms were in good condition, enough to sell for at least 400 or 500 German dollars. Including the miscellaneous items and materials, it would be a windfall.

'I wonder if this is enough for a Sequence 9 potion?' He took out his wallet and counted; he still had over four hundred German dollars.

He sorted the items, leaving a few for Evan and the others, and throwing most of the things into boxes to sell. He believed the Northern Merchant Guild would be willing to help him with this small favor.

He picked up the staff of lament and the butcher's knife, wanting to see if he could save them to the spirit world chessboard.

But as soon as he stood up, he suddenly stopped: "What's the date now?"

'No.' He opened the window, sniffed, and felt as if there was a membrane covering his nasal cavity, blocking out most of his sense of smell and making it somewhat dull.

With two clangs, the long cane and the butcher's knife fell to the ground. His sense of smell returned instantly, and the date surfaced in his mind.

'Hmm?' Roland was full of questions. 'Is there a cap on the cost of exemption, or is it related to the number of exemptions?'

Aside from the contract on the chessboard, he had five magical items. He touched them one by one, and after much effort, he finally figured them out:

He can be immune to a maximum of three negative effects. If he is equipped with more than three magical items, he can only be immune to the three strongest negative effects.

'This is a bit awkward.' He suddenly remembered that after he merged with the Rune Seed, his body could withstand five abnormal mutations. When he calculated it, it matched up perfectly.

In other words, for every abnormal mutation he undergoes, he loses one less magical item that he can possess without cost.

'Too many magical items can be a problem.' He only hoped that the Rune Seed would be stronger and able to withstand more abnormal mutations.

He removed the [Hidden Veil] and put on the uniform of a security advisor. From now on, the [Staff of Aria], [Wheel of Oblivion], and [Eye of Pro] will always be readily available, while the Butcher's Knife will be stored on the Spirit Realm chessboard.

However, before entering the spirit world, he would first remove the Eye of Pro and lock it back in that small box. The chessboard was his secret, and he couldn't let it see it.

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In the afternoon, people continued to cross the frozen canyon and arrive at the camp. There was support from the Ice River Town branch of the Northern Merchant Guild, as well as other merchant guilds and two teams of law enforcement officers.

The fact that the ruins are there has been exposed, and many people have seen them. The dark entrance on one side of the canyon is so conspicuous that it's hard to hide it.

Yulia had just woken up and hastily ate something before being forced to receive the law enforcement officers and representatives of the merchant guild. The timing was sensitive; the Northern Merchant Guild was weak, having only saved face because of Roland, and therefore couldn't afford to appear weak lest anyone harbor ill intentions. Everyone was smart enough to guess the underlying reason for this battle.

Moreno arrived first and enthusiastically had the large metal box taken away, saying he would help him dispose of it at a high price. Then he led people to add a few tables, chairs and tea sets to Julia's room.

Roland, dressed in full security consultant attire, sat beside Julia, with two black wolves lying on the edge of the bed. This was his job for the day: to maintain appearances.

Soon, Deacon Said led several law enforcement officers and a group of merchants into the room. Many of them recognized Roland, but did not know his role in the battle. They were simply curious about when he had joined the Northern Merchant Guild.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries and took their seats, Yulia recounted the events step by step. She had a natural talent for storytelling, with perfect intonation and emotional control, captivating everyone who listened, their expressions changing accordingly.

She did this to highlight the enemy's strength and cunning, so that the Chamber of Commerce wouldn't be looked down upon for no reason.

The battle was full of twists and turns. When Roland appeared, everyone looked at him with surprise, doubt and shock in their eyes.

Julia was clever; she only mentioned that the security advisor Roland arrived in time, without mentioning that he hadn't joined yet. Drake transformed into Roland's guardian knight, and the silver-robed man died by his axe, concealing the existence of the dragon soul.

The facts were undeniable, leaving everyone speechless, especially those who knew Roland, who were shocked and incredulous.

At this moment, Roland's image and label as a "transparent philanthropist" that he had cultivated over the years shattered, making it difficult for people to associate him with anyone anymore.

Director Mark's expression was complicated. Roland's sudden change in strength and status had caught everyone off guard. The other chamber of commerce representatives' eyes flickered, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Deacon Said was quite satisfied, and his smile was anything but reserved.

Several tens of minutes later, the people left, looking preoccupied.

It is foreseeable that the storm is converging here, and cooperative exploration of the ruins is almost a certainty, which is also a good thing for the development of the winter hunting camp.

"Is something the matter?" Yulia carefully examined Roland. This man gave her a strong sense of security, and she was able to let her guard down for once today, and had a long, restful sleep.

Roland pondered for a moment and said, "I obtained an extraordinary path from the spoils of war - Bloodborne Warlock. I don't know if it's true or not, and I'd like to ask you to judge it."

"How did you get it?" Yulia sat up, her expression turning serious. She had looked at the list, but there was no relevant information on it.

“A magical artifact with consciousness, obtained through the exchange of knowledge.” Roland took out the box, opened it, and revealed the Eye of Pro, which lay dormant with its eyes closed.

If you want to ask someone for help, you can't be secretive, otherwise you might mislead them. He was more concerned about the safety of the extraordinary path than the existence of the Eye of Pro.

Yulia glanced at the Eye of Pro and nodded slightly: "You're right. Magical items all have negative effects, so try not to wear or use them for extended periods of time."

I've heard of these kinds of mystical items, but I don't know anything about them. However, there are many ways to determine the veracity of knowledge, such as divination!

"Can you do it?" Roland's eyes lit up. He felt that in this world, extraordinary people who mastered divination would definitely be in high demand.

“I can’t, but there’s someone who can.” He then turned and called out the door, “Alex.”

"Coming!" The boy's voice came from afar, and soon a figure appeared at the door.

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