Volume 3 Obsidian Chapter 185 Give me wine, give me murder
Divination gave the result.
This shows that such a being does exist, secretly manipulating the tide of pollution.
"The divination pointed to the Black Plains. I feel there is danger there, and it is very far away... I will put it aside for now and go check it out again after I advance to the Middle Sequence in the future."
Chen Lun thought.
At this time, Daye led the two white cat warriors to the top floor of the spire.
"Master, this is the spoils left by the pollution tide. Please accept it."
It made way, and the two white cat warriors behind it lifted a wooden box together, placed it in front of Chen Lun with a thump, and opened the lid of the box.
Chen Lun took a closer look and saw that it was filled with all kinds of extraordinary materials.
The skin, claws, teeth and internal organs of the poisonous lizard, as well as bottles of viscous liquid, hard shell fragments, eyeballs and various tissues from the frog people.
"What use did Kazt have for this kind of extraordinary material in the past?"
Chen Lun asked.
"It will be used to make extraordinary things, forge weapons and brew sun wine..."
Daye answered.
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows and asked him about the brewing method of sun wine.
Daye did not keep it for himself, and readily told the brewing method to his respected follower.
But to Chen Lun's regret, the brewing of Sun Wine not only requires special extraordinary materials, but also requires devout faith in the Cat God.
Perhaps in Daye's heart, the Lord is more pious than any white cat.
But in fact, only Chen Lun himself understood that he was a hammer-follower. Not to mention his belief in the Cat God, even his own belief attribute did not exceed double digits.
Not only that, he also found out that the brewing method of Moon Wine is similar, and the most important point is the devout belief in the Cat God.
"What a pity... It seems that Moon Wine and Sun Wine can only be obtained through the cat clan."
He thought to himself.
"Daye, take all the useful materials from this box..."
Chen Lun said.
Daye was slightly stunned, and the two white cat warriors were also stunned.
"Master Favored, you are truly admirable. On behalf of the residents of Kazt Cat, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you."
Daye prostrated himself in obeisance.
Chen Lun waved his hand.
Daye only asked the white cat warrior to take away the bottle of thick liquid, as well as the claws and teeth of the poisonous lizard from the wooden box, and left the rest untouched.
"The juice of this 'human-head slug' has a powerful healing effect and can be used to make healing potions... We can use the claws of the poisonous lizard to forge weapons."
Daye seemed very satisfied and explained to Chen Lun.
Seeing that the master had no objection, it led the two white cat warriors away.
After they leave.
Chen Lun counted the extraordinary materials in the wooden box, and found that they totaled more than 100 pieces. After putting them all into the Blood Poetry Ring, he felt very happy.
"Including the extraordinary materials obtained from the players before, there are about 130 copies in stock now... After returning to the real world, I will distribute them to Maggie and Floy."
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Jack Manor.
First floor restaurant.
All the core members of the circus who were dining together today were present.
"This is the last dish that Miss Floyd prepared, amethyst-flavored pigeon pie."
Connie carried the tray to the table and put it down.
Chen Lun turned around and saw Floy taking off her apron and walking slowly towards him.
"Thank you for your hard work, Floy. Please sit down and eat."
He spoke softly.
Floy smiled at him, nodded, and then sat down on Chen Lun's left.
Noah on the right had already tied his white scarf impatiently, and sat up straight with his knife and fork in both hands like a good student.
"Everyone, let's get started."
Chen Lun said.
"Yes, Master."
Golov spoke first.
The others followed him and responded respectfully.
"Mmm... it's delicious! I love the beef you cooked, Floy!"
Maggie forked a piece of medium-rare steak and put it in her mouth to bite it. Blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, which made Chen Lun's eyes twitch.
"Um, sorry."
She noticed the looks others were giving her, laughed, and wiped her mouth with the napkin on the table.
Noah said nothing, just lowered his head and ate the food quickly.
"The circus has made some progress recently, so we're giving you some salary as a reward for your hard work."
Chen Lun took out a few Imperial Bank receipts and handed them to Connie.
Connie distributed the cards to each member according to the names that had been affixed to them.
Floy gave 500 gold pounds, Noah and Maggie gave 300 gold pounds, Connie gave 200 gold pounds, and Patton and Golov each gave 100 gold pounds.
When Connie saw the two hundred gold pounds written on the small card in her hand, her mouth opened wide. She covered her mouth in disbelief.
These 200 pounds were a huge sum of money that she had never imagined for a girl like her who grew up in the outer city.
She used to study at Hinoki College, where professors earned only 65 silver ounces a week, and factory workers earned only 6 to 10 silver ounces a week.
Floy silently rubbed the indentations on the gold-stamped card with her fingertips, sketching out the specific numbers in her mind.
She was a little surprised by the huge sum of money, but she had no regrets and gently pushed the card back to Chen Lun's hand.
Chen Lun looked at her puzzledly.
"It's useless for me to take so much money. You still need it for many other purposes now."
Floy smiled back.
At this time, Noah put down his knife and fork, with stains still on the corners of his mouth. He laughed, picked up the card and said to Chen Lun:
"Mr. Jack, I'm not short of money. I'd better keep these gold pounds to develop the team."
Seeing this, Connie immediately put down the bank receipt.
"Mr. Jack, this is too much."
Seeing this, Golov and Patton felt that the cards in their hands were a little hot, so they put them down.
Only Maggie put it in her pocket and started eating her steak.
Chen Lun was a little amused and finally shook his head.
"Take them all, this is what you deserve..."
He turned to look at Floy again, grabbed her hand and placed the card in her palm.
"Take it."
Chen Lun said two words briefly, and then added in a gentle tone:
"If you want to buy something in the future, don't do it secretly."
Floy was slightly stunned, then she pursed her lips and clenched the card tightly, feeling warm in her heart.
After hearing what the leader said, the others put away the cards with peace of mind. They were still thinking about what they should buy with this huge sum of money, and their hearts were full of expectations.
Then, Chen Lun explained some more matters.
He allocated 500 gold pounds of working capital to each of Connie and Patton to increase investment in the workshop and develop the Xiashuitan Iron Fist Gang.
I asked Noah about the acquisition of cursed items and got an uncertain answer:
"There is a nobleman who wants to sell a family heirloom. Initial judgment is that it is an ancient cursed object. Uncle Walsh is negotiating with him now."
Noah said.
Chen Lun nodded to show that he understood.
After meal.
Chen Lun left Maggie and Floy behind.
He put all the extraordinary materials he had collected on the table and let the two choose.
"Later, I will issue a commission to the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce to continuously purchase extraordinary materials for your use... Of course, I will also take some of them to make wine."
Chen Lun said to the two of them.
Maggie looked excited as she picked and chose from the extraordinary materials on the table. Finally, she selected twenty or thirty of them. Then she took out a cloth bag from her pocket and packed them up.
"Hey! Captain, I want these."
"Can."
Chen Lun nodded, and then saw Maggie waving her hand and rushing upstairs impatiently, probably to do her experiment.
He sighed helplessly and turned to look at Floy.
"I still worry less about Floy than anyone else..."
The blind girl had a faint smile on her lips, with a dim purple light flashing in her hands, which moved slowly over the extraordinary materials, as if screening them.
She stretched out a white index finger and tapped it from time to time, leaving a purple fluorescent mark on the selected extraordinary material.
After a moment.
"Sorry, it seems like there are too many choices..."
Floy looked at Chen Lun and lifted her long light golden hair by her ear.
Chen Lun counted and found that Floy had chosen more than eighty copies.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you can use them, you don't have to pursue perfect weird things. As long as they can help you accumulate mysterious knowledge, they are valuable."
After putting away the extraordinary materials that Floy didn't choose , he chuckled.
"Thanks."
Floy smiled.
Chen Lun looked at her and suddenly remembered something.
"You're welcome. If you really want to thank me, make me a bowl of rice tomorrow...Your cooking is delicious. I miss you a little bit."
Floy was slightly startled, then her smile grew even wider.
"Um!"
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The next day.
Chen Lun received another letter from Mona.
The letter stated that the shelter had recently discovered the source of the plague, which was suspected to be some kind of evil ritual from a wild supernatural being.
This man's name is Akbinkovor, a heretic of the Natural Cult. Many years ago, he was exiled from the sect because of his research on natural taboos and his extreme ideas, and then disappeared.
According to reliable information, when he was exiled, he was [Nature Faction Sequence 7 - Forest Ranger], but his current strength is unknown. It is very likely that he has been promoted to [Sequence 6], which is very dangerous.
Attached to the letter was a wanted warrant.
It shows a bearded man with medium-length hair, a hooked nose and sharp eyes.
The bounty reached a staggering 3,000 gold pounds.
At the end of the letter, Mona asked the circus to keep an eye on this person. If the target is found, do not alert him, but report to the shelter. After making a plan, the shelter will ask the superiors for support from the elite "executioner" force to capture him.
Chen Lun put away the letter with a strange expression on his face.
Because he was very familiar with this Akbin and had dealt with this NPC in his previous life.
"In my impression, Akbin is not evil, not even chaotic... On the contrary, he is a man of principle."
The reason why it is so familiar is also related to his "fishing plan".
Because Akbin is the core member of the "Mutual Aid Society", and Chen Lun is very sure that he has now been promoted to [Sequence 6], but not [Natural Faction Sequence 6 - Berry Picker], but has taken a long-lost natural faction branch path.
"If I remember correctly, he is [Sequence 6 - Vaccinator]. "
Chen Lun thought.
After he took over the circus, he did not change its name in order to attract the Mutual Aid Association to come and investigate. The reason was that he knew the organization very well and had already planned how to join it.
The Mutual Aid Association might be angry with Chen Lun for taking over the circus, but Chen Lun would rather believe that they would accept his bargaining chips.
The Mutual Aid Society has a core elite team called the "Murder Club", which is full of very powerful killers. The "Black Knife Brotherhood", which was also separated from the Mutual Aid Society, is far inferior to it.
The Murder Club has a peculiarity: unlike other members of mutual aid societies, they do not believe in the god of conspiracy, "Old Man Bones", but in the angel of conspiracy, "Conrad".
The witness of the "conspiracy contract" that Chen Lun has been using is this angel!
He has a creed, which is—
"Give me wine, and I'll give you murder."
All members of the Murder Club will follow this creed.
This was also a potential reason why Chen Lun chose [Bartender] in the first place. If he could brew a rare treasure, he could give it to the Murder Club in exchange for the help of a strong man.
'Akbin's appearance may mean that the Mutual Aid Society has begun to take action... I must brew a bottle of good wine as soon as possible as a stepping stone to join the murder club.'
