Volume 4 copy Chapter 17: Telescope Diagram (Part 1)
As a poor guy who was poisoned by his own skill after the battle, how to face the newly resurrected Yangtze River Delta is a confusing question. I really want to express my sincere sympathy to him, but looking at his frustrated and helpless expression, it is already quite difficult to just hold back the mocking smile from the bottom of my heart.
"I sacrificed my life to save the world. Shouldn't you at least show some admiration?" Looking at our expressions that were trying hard to remain stiff and almost petrified, Chang Sanjiao said angrily.
"Yeah ..." We nodded repeatedly, agreeing with him and at the same time using this method to hide the involuntary smiles on our faces.
"Even if you don't admire me, shouldn't you at least express some sympathy for my personal misfortune?" Looking at our strange expressions, Chang Sanjiao said again, gritting his teeth.
"Cough cough..." We all seemed to have contracted lung disease at the same time, and we all started coughing loudly. Amid the chaotic coughs, we could still hear the hard-pressed, out-of-tune "chi chi" laughter.
"Okay, okay! Stop holding it in, you bunch of bastards, just laugh if you want to!" Finally, Yangtze River Delta couldn't stand our weird looks anymore and yelled in anger.
His words really saved our lives. If we had continued to hold back our laughter, I'm afraid my stomach would have cramped. As we laughed, Chang Sanjiao, who looked unlucky, muttered angrily, "Why don't you hold it back to death..."
After expressing our warm feelings in the most appropriate manner to our brave but unfortunate companions , we gathered together with great enthusiasm to take stock of the spoils of this last battle.
We first picked up our own copies of the "Lost Chapter of the Holy Scripture", and then we all turned our eyes to the withered corpse of Marquis Meneval. As the leader of this group of vampires, Marquis Meneval was so shabby that it was outrageous. In addition to seven gold coins and some ordinary potions, the only useful thing in his pocket was a "Scavenger Shoulder Guard" that could increase vitality, magic power and magic resistance. This cloth shoulder guard was obviously specially prepared for spellcasters and was of no use to warriors like me. In the end, Changgong Sheri gave this shoulder guard to Black Aurora.
Apart from the good added attributes, there was nothing commendable about the style of this protective gear. The vampires' subversive aesthetics designed this shoulder guard to be higher on the left and lower on the right, convex in front and curved in the back, piled up messily on Black Aurora's shoulders, with a few tassels hanging down in a mess, just like a tattered mop tied to a beggar's tattered cotton jacket.
Even for a crude human warrior like me, it takes a lot of courage to walk around the street wearing such an ugly thing, not to mention that Black Aurora is a handsome and elegant elf magician. He stared at the attractive properties of the shoulder guard for a long time, almost hypnotically, and then gritted his teeth in pain and put it on himself. I suddenly felt that maybe we should give him a broken stick and a broken bowl with a broken mouth - I personally feel that this shape will suit him very well.
Compared to the miserable vampire leader, the two giant skeleton guards he summoned brought us unexpected surprises. From the remaining broken bones of a skeleton guard, we found a helmet called "Skull of Will". In addition to providing good defense and vitality, this somewhat eerie helmet can also enhance the wearer's willpower and concentration, improve the hit rate in combat, and have a certain resistance to some spiritual magic and skills.
Originally, this was a helmet that suited me very well, and Chang Delta and Krado, who were also able to wear this helmet, both agreed to give it to me. But in the end, I did not take this exciting protective gear because the spoils I found in the bone pile of another skeleton guard aroused my greater interest.
"The design drawings of the telescope..." When he first found the item, Changgong Sheri shouted excitedly, thinking that he had found a new weapon design drawing. But after a moment, his voice became weak, "...Damn it, only Alchemy or Mechanical Manufacturing above Level 5 can use it."
The disappointed dwarven weapon maker handed over the design and said, "Does anyone need it? If not, I'll sell it for a few cents!"
My alchemy had just reached a bottleneck, and had been stuck at level 5 for a long time. Simple raw material transformation and synthesis work could no longer bring any experience to my alchemy skills. For me, this picture was like a cool breeze under the scorching sun in summer, and it came at the right time.
"Give me the blueprints. I don't want the helmet..." I took the blueprints from Changgong Sheri's hand, "...I studied alchemy."
"Eh?" Hearing what I said, Changgong Sheri looked at me with his eyes wide open, his mouth opened so wide that his chin almost dropped to the ground. "Very few people learn such a perverted skill. I thought I would never see such a macho man in my life, but I didn't expect to see a living person so soon."
After learning that I had studied alchemy, Yangtze River Delta also gasped and looked me up and down with shocked eyes.
"What's wrong?" I was baffled by their reaction. "It's just an ordinary life skill. There's no need to be so surprised. Don't you all have life skills?"
"I can't say for sure whether this skill is common or not..." After a moment's silence, Chang Sanjiao said hesitantly, "...I only know that one of my friends chose this life skill with great enthusiasm, and then found out that its first lesson was to teach people how to make an atomic bomb, so he deleted his account and started over again in despair."
Atomic bomb? This unfamiliar name reminded me of what Mr. Edgwell told me in the first lecture about radioactive transformation, fission fusion and chain reaction. Based on my meager knowledge of alchemy, I think it is possible to create some kind of large-scale destructive weapon based on these theories, and its power is probably not less than the forbidden magic that is said to be able to destroy the world.
"Jeff, if you can really make an atomic bomb, then we'll team up and find a copy to throw it in. We'll have a blast and directly reach level 100, ahahahaha..." When it comes to the weapon of murder and arson, Changbow Sheri's eyes suddenly lit up and his imagination ran wild.
"Changgong, I am increasingly convinced that you have chosen the wrong career as a pastor..." Chang Sanjiao said earnestly, "...If you devote yourself to the great cause of subverting the world by joining the terrorist organization, you will definitely achieve something. If the terrorist organization tycoon Bin Laden back then was half as crazy as you..."
"The White House and the Pentagon have long been bombed into ruins!" Changgong Sheri boasted complacently.
"No, he would have been found out and shot more than a hundred times - if his IQ was as low as yours!" Chang Sanjiao poured a bucket of cold water on his head with an expressionless face.
I don't know which era Bin Laden was from, nor do I care which monarch's residences the White House and the Pentagon are. I only know that the design drawings of this telescope finally fell into my hands without any objection. With it, my adventure in the underground tomb can be said to be fruitful.
We escorted Mr. Faseli's only son all the way out of the mausoleum in the forest, and quickly eliminated the vampire descendants who were lingering outside the mausoleum. After leaving the jungle, the tortured little guy finally came into contact with the sunlight, which restored some color to his pale face.
We walked all the way to Fort Valencia, and finally, on a hillside where we could see the fortress gate, little Fili thanked us very formally with a courtesy beyond his age, and sincerely invited us to visit his home when we had time, and then he ran towards the fortress alone, skipping and jumping.
Even if he didn't invite me, I would definitely go, because Mr. Faseli, the prosecutor, still owes me a commission of ten gold coins. To be honest, if I had known that I would have to face such a powerful and dangerous opponent like Marquis Meneval by accepting this mission, I would definitely ask him to increase the reward. But seeing the child's thin and pale face, I think it's better to sympathize with the unfortunate father who almost lost his child.
Outside the gate of Valen Fortress, we disbanded this temporary adventure team. Except for me, my companions had to leave for their own things: Black Aurora said he was going to "sleep", Klado seemed to be going to "wake up", Chang Sanjiao seemed to be saying that he had to "Have a sleep", and Changgong Sheri said something to Black Aurora in his weird dwarf dialect, "Sleep". Soon, these busy people said goodbye to me one by one, and then disappeared in front of me, leaving this plane world.
