Origin Paradise!

"Are there any alchemists skilled in modifying combat techniques?"

Wuhe chopped up the biscuit and swallowed it, saying helplessly, "Boss, if the hunting mission were completed, I could give you an answer immediately, but with the death of the Gray Knight, my authority bonus is temporarily gone. When intelligence officers are carrying out hunting missions, they can get a 300% boost to their single intelligence ability. Right now, I can only monitor the area of ​​one city at most."

Wuhe sent several skill materials through exclusive channels. His intelligence capabilities system consisted of clairvoyance, projection imaging, sensory concentration, bird command, and item identification. Among them, clairvoyance was the core high-quality ability he had developed, which was composed of 100-mile vision, standing still and looking into the distance, and eagle vision. Being able to become a privileged player and intelligence agent meant that he was extremely outstanding in this ability.

Besides that, Wuhe invested all his other resources into mobility, so that he could escape when he encountered danger.

"That's really impressive," Jiang He said, offering her praise.

Two loud, guttural responses followed.

Tommy turned to you and said, “Be careful when you go out. Prussia has suffered a setback in the battle of Lyden. The quartermaster sent someone this morning to warn that the other side may launch an air counterattack.”

……

In the afternoon, an infantry regiment passed through the city. The atmosphere in the column was enthusiastic. Most of them were young men who had just received their uniforms and rifles. From the buildings on both sides, countless eyes watched them go. A complete infantry regiment could be wiped out in half a day on a day with high intensity.

Today, the people of Amiens have lost all hope that the war will end before Christmas. There have been real battlefield reports in the newspapers. Young soldiers who were privates in the morning became sergeants by noon, and captains by the afternoon. After nightfall, their bodies were cremated on the spot and sent back to the mainland. Their uniforms were recycled and awaited the next successor, as if a special assembly line-style handover was taking place.

Jiang He walked down the street, wearing the conspicuous Hunting Knight Medal and the Knight of the Rising Sun Medal on his left chest. Soldiers stationed at checkpoints along the way saluted him.

A transport truck stopped, and the young sergeant with gray eyes in the driver's seat turned his head to greet him and asked:

"Sir, do you need a ride?"

"Thank you, please take me to the south of the city."

Jiang He sat in the passenger seat.

Facing a major-ranking officer, the young sergeant showed no sign of nervousness, nor was there any need to; on the Somme, anyone could be dead tomorrow.

The young sergeant drove while holding the steering wheel, took out his cigarette pack, lit a Somme cigarette, and used the supply box, which could be operated with one hand.

"You must be the sniper hero Rhine. I've read the reports before. I heard that you received the honor of Monochrome Knight, which has been my dream since I was a child."

"Ah."

Jiang He quietly watched the receding ruins of buildings outside the window. The journey was a bit bumpy. He wasn't much of a chatterbox. When he wasn't in school, he would either go hunting in the mountains or fishing at sea. Occasionally, he would fill in for gang fights on the island to earn some extra fees. He didn't need to interact with people much.

Chapter 101 The Great Silver Demon

Amidst the swirling smoke, the young sergeant chuckled, “Of the Nine Knights, the one I respect most is the Gray Knight, because I have gray eyes. A month ago, that lord found me and gave me an invitation, saying that if he died on the battlefield, he should give the invitation to a man who always has a raven perched on his shoulder. If he returned, then it was as if nothing had happened. I was quite curious at the time, wondering how he would find him on such a vast battlefield. Then he pointed to the newspaper and said, ‘That guy will be famous tomorrow.’”

The young sergeant stubbed out his cigarette with his finger, tossed it out the car window, and then handed over a black invitation.

"How is it, sir? I've preserved it well, haven't I? Oh, and there's a message on it. The intelligence officer said it seems to be written in the Far East."

"Okay." Jiang He accepted the invitation. It was a world invitation card, of rare quality, with a message in Chinese.

The key to unlocking the secret treasure, Silkworm Rebirth, lies in this world.

[In return, please appease my forces; one intervention is sufficient, no more is needed.]

The Origins game has three types of missions: daily missions, derivative missions, and world missions. The difficulty of the missions increases in stages. Among them, world missions require you to go to various real worlds and have the most generous rewards. Not only can you find various extraordinary things in the local world, but you can also get attribute points and skill points when you successfully complete the mission.

Therefore, an invitation to the world is extremely valuable.

Jiang He put away the invitation. The Gray Knight had not provided any details, which meant that the other party was not an unknown figure in the target world.

Seeing that his duty was done, the young sergeant said, "Sir, I know that you and Mr. Gray have worked together on missions before. Even if a colonel leaves the combat ranks, he still has his own bodyguard and adjutant. Can I be your adjutant? I really don't want to drive the wounded around every day anymore."

"Uh-huh?"

Jiang He realized what was happening and bluntly refused, saying, "I used to have sixteen deputies. To make them easier to remember, I called them all Charlie. Now all the Charlies are dead, including one who was even a knight."

The young sergeant said earnestly, "How can war be without death? I've long been prepared to sacrifice myself. Besides, I brought you the invitation, so you should at least give me a chance. I've been hunting in the mountains with my grandfather since I was a child, and I'm very good at sniping."

Seeing that the other party had already said so much, Jiang He didn't waste any more words. In another month and a half, his main survival mission would be completed, and there would be no point in lingering there. During this period, he did not plan to take on any missions and needed to make all the vitality potions first.

The young sergeant, thinking the other side was going to take him to the battlefield, seemed quite excited.

"Then I'll be the seventeenth Charlie."

Upon hearing this, Wuhe sighed softly; he dared not be associated with that name.

The transport vehicle arrived in the south of the city. Jiang He waved goodbye to the young sergeant and went straight to a small attic.

Standing at the door was an old man as strong as a bear, his blue eyes filled with a serious gaze. He was surrounded by a strong smell of alcohol and sulfur. His bulbous nose and stubble made him look very rugged, not at all like an alchemist, but more like a brown bear that might get drunk and pass out in the snow at any moment.

"An alchemist cannot live without wine. It is the catalyst for inspiration. The more I explore, the more I realize the importance of talent in this field. If we do not have talent, we need to make up for it with wine. Wine is the blood of an alchemist."

The old man spoke righteously and threw a bottle of amber-colored liquor at him.

“I repair equipment, that’s what I do every day. Money doesn’t matter. You only smell like rum, it’s not pure and it’s too bad. Either give me a bottle of good wine, or drink this.”

With his dark eyes, Wuhe lightly pecked someone's shoulder, almost imperceptibly, to indicate that the drink was not poisoned.

Jiang He popped the cork off the bottle, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

A hint of approval flashed in the old man's eyes. As a master alchemist, one must drink alcohol as easily as rinsing one's mouth.

Jiang He threw away the bottle. There was nothing special about the wine, nor any spark of inspiration. He asked, puzzled, "What's the point?"

The old man laughed heartily: "This is the alchemist's legacy. Don't ask why, because my teacher tricked me in the same way. Alright, bring the item over, and come back to pick it up in half a month. My name is Ramanf, and this name will resound throughout the abyss in the future."

Wuhe stared intently, his expression surprised, and sent a message to someone through his private channel.

[Hint: Target is the Great Demon, Balrog]

[Hint: The target life level is a Silver Age common being]

[Intelligence Officer's Exclusive Tip: Due to the devastating war that has claimed tens of millions of lives, negative emotions such as resentment, hatred, and bitterness have proliferated. A crack has been opened in the abyss, and in the next three to ten years, more and more demons will enter this world through the crack, intending to start a second war.]

Jiang He calmly took out the Weidan trench coat and handed it to the other person.

In the Bronze Age, ordinary humans corresponded to ordinary knights.

Elite humans correspond to elite knights, with one of their main stats reaching ten.

The peak human corresponds to the monochrome knight, with all four main stats exceeding eleven.

A silver-level great demon, with combat power on par with the X Knights, whose basic stats alone are difficult to fathom.

The self-proclaimed Great Demon Ramanf put away his trench coat and waved goodbye. The Somme front was teeming with the highest levels of casualties and damaged equipment every day, which was perfect for him. The superhumans of this world had not yet truly realized the existence of demons, making it the perfect time for him to develop.

Jiang He turned and left the small attic, then asked a question.

"What do silver creatures look like?"

Wuhe thought for a moment and replied, "Go to the toilet while beating up the Gray Knight. However, the Gray Knight is indeed rare among the Bronze level. You can kill him by crossing the gap between the Elite and Peak levels, but if you encounter a Silver being, my suggestion is to make a strategic retreat immediately. They have Silver bodies, but of course, their numbers are precipitous compared to Bronze beings."

"That's just running away."

"Be more tactful."

Suddenly, a denser, closer buzzing sound came from the sky as Prussian fighter planes flew over Amiens, bombs raining down and detonating countless flashes of light.

At the end of the street, before the young sergeant in his car could turn, a bomb landed on the roof of the transport vehicle, one of the most conspicuous targets on the ground, causing a violent explosion.

The transport vehicle was shattered by the shockwave, and the upper body of the young sergeant in the driver's seat flew out of the window.

[Hint: You have started the large-scale quest chain - The Death of Charlie (17/36)]

[Hint: Charlie is unintentionally cursed and falls to his death]

[Hint: Completing the quest will upgrade the active skill "Heartless Death Curse" to "Excellent" quality.]

Wuhe noticed the change in someone and asked with concern, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Jiang He's expression was subtle. "The curse is still chasing me."

Wuhe stared speechlessly at the burned-out transport truck. It was clearly the boss who still wouldn't let Charlie go. The young man was too naive, underestimating the cause and effect behind that name.

Explosions continued to ring out. Jiang He started running back to the second-floor apartment building. The Prussian fighter groups were primarily targeting industrial and medical facilities, and had little interest in the half-destroyed residential area.

Chapter 102 Starry Sky

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

The thunderous roar of tigers and leopards that had been echoing around him subsided. Jiang He finished his morning exercise and went out to the small attic. It was a sunny day.

When I saw Ramanf again, the old man smelled even stronger of alcohol, like a piece of cured meat that had been soaked in alcohol every day and could be ignited with a single match.

"The finished product has been improved, but the basic framework is poor. I don't have any good materials on hand right now, so just take a look."

In the small attic, the old man sat on the old sofa drinking, pointing to the undying trench coat on the blacksmith's table. The roaring fireplace next to him made the room unbearably hot.

[Name: Weidan Trench Coat]

[Category: Apparel]

[Quality: Rare]

[Effect ①: Intermediate Toughness]

[Effect 2: Increases stamina recovery speed by 25%]

[Effect 3: Flame Scar, provides 10% fire damage resistance]

[Effect 4: Maintains constant temperature, keeping the perceived temperature unchanged within a range of 80 degrees Celsius above or below zero]

[Note: A restored item from the Balrog Alchemist]

Jiang He examined the brand-new trench coat. The hole blasted out by the Crimson Baptism had disappeared, and there wasn't even a trace of repair. This rare-grade equipment had four practical effects, which seemed to be the first time he had ever seen one.

"Price."

Lamanf scoffed, "That's too vulgar. The basic equivalent in alchemist transactions is the Philosopher's Stone, which is also a solid currency in the Void. Alchemists in this world don't have any secret recipes, so I never charge money. If you were to use the standards of the Void, you should owe me 3g of Philosopher's Stones, but as I said, it doesn't matter whether I owe you or not. I just need some materials to practice with."

After the quirky encounter ended, Ramanf adopted a somewhat cold attitude; if he hadn't been talking to an alchemist, he probably wouldn't have said another word.

Jiang He took out two formulas: one for a vitality potion and the other for an alchemical piercing bullet.

Lamanov wasn't interested in this at all; he had hundreds or even thousands of formulas of this caliber in his private collection. But at this moment, he nodded seriously.

"You possess the spirit of equivalent exchange, which is as precious as gold to an alchemist."

“I have two questions to ask,” Jiang He said.

Lamanf casually put away the formula and replied, "Sure, considering you've killed more people than the little devils."

What is the boundless void?

"In the language of this world, the void is similar to the observable universe, while the boundless represents the unobserved part. What is in the boundless is unknown to anyone, and the future is always unknown."

"The direction of Philosopher's Stone crafting."

"I'm glad you didn't ask about the recipe. After extraction, compression, and sublimation, the souls of 100 ordinary people are equal to 1 gram of Philosopher's Stone. Philosopher's Stone can be transformed into any alchemical material. You can imagine the time and effort saved in this process. As for more specific details, each alchemist has their own methods," Ramanf replied. To him, these were common knowledge.

Jiang He was speechless. Using the soul of an ordinary person as an equivalent, the cruelty of the boundless void was self-evident.

Pickup complete.

Before leaving, Raman said meaningfully, "When you have time, you can look up at the starry sky. The scenery may not be quite what you imagine."

Jiang He's pupils contracted slightly. He quickly sifted through the time, events, and items in which he and the other party had interacted, and finally focused on the Wei Dan trench coat.

This item is not a treasure, but a prop, which came from the LV9 swordsman he killed.

Wuhe shrank back. This old guy didn't seem to be just a drinker; he had the same keen insight as the boss.

"See you later." Jiang He remained noncommittal.

Ramanf waved his hand, took a big gulp of strong liquor, and then spat out a string of scorching sulfur flames.

……

Back to the two-story residential building.

Wuhe pulled out all sorts of telescopes from his pouch. These were his auxiliary tools, including monoculars, binoculars, refracting telescopes, reflecting telescopes, catadioptric telescopes, and so on.

"Boss, I know a little about astronomy."

"I share my vision with you using the eyes of a beast."

Jiang He held Wu He in front of the telescope, and after using the Eye of the Beast, his gaze followed Wu He as he moved through the starry sky.

"Boss, I saw a few familiar planets, but I didn't see Sirius or Carina AG."

"I don't understand."

"The world beneath our feet is the solar system, but beyond that is not the Milky Way. This is a world that is similar to our home but not quite. Wait... oh my god, I think I see a corpse as big as a star."

Wuhe trembled a few times; he seemed to have always lacked courage.