Chapter 62: Broken Potion Cauldron

"The maritime blockade of the southern islands was decided by the previous Donghai clan leader. The old clan leader Haibit and the prophet Haichengyao worked out the entire plan together."

Hamila explained carefully: "I'm not quibbling, but it's just like that. I was very young at that time..."

Lu Yao thought of the woman with the taste of blood in her mouth.

Haichengyao is Yu Yao who smuggled into the real world.

According to Haimila.

The old clan leader and the prophet agreed that Mingyue Island was too close to Donghai clan, and the Mingyue tribe on the island was a staunch heretic believer, so they must not be allowed to have the opportunity to grow further.

So the maritime blockade plan was implemented very resolutely.

In front of the garlic tribe's paddle boat, Donghai clan's canoe was a toy.

But everything is afraid of comparison.

In the eyes of the Mingyue tribe, Donghai clan's shipbuilding technology is simply a symbol of advanced civilization.

The Mingyue tribe can't even build a canoe. The sea monster was staring at the water, so the villains of the Mingyue tribe didn't dare to go into the water at all, and were locked on the island.

Mingshen was also furious, using lightning and hurricanes to scare Donghai's ships and sea monsters.

But Donghai was not afraid. Even if the ship was destroyed and people died, they would continue to implement the sea blockade. Donghai continued to use human lives to consume miracles, leaving Mingshen helpless.

While the sea offensive and defensive battles, the environment on the island was further deteriorating.

The number of [barnyard monsters] was increasing, and they were rapidly destroying the crops of the Mingyue tribe. The berry bushes on the island were also uprooted by them, and the food in nature was rapidly decreasing.

Soon Mingshen had no time to care about anything else, and He used all his energy to deal with this inexhaustible little monster.

Lightning and earthquakes continued to hit the island, making Donghai on the sea terrified.

But this did not last long.

In the end, Mingyue Island fell silent.

The island, which was originally densely vegetated and had a suitable climate, turned into a brown and yellow dead land.

Occasionally, some mice can be seen on the beach, gnawing on wood and bones washed up by the sea. When the mice are extremely hungry, they will also eat each other.

Due to the shortage of food on the island, these crazy rats began to head towards the ocean. Although they could not swim far, they learned to catch fish in the sea.

However, there were no more traces of humans on the island, and no more miracles from the gods.

Donghai clan understood that the Mingyue tribe was probably dead.

Mingshen also abandoned this place.

Without potential enemies and hidden dangers of heresy, Donghai clan no longer came here. Many years have passed since then.

Lu Yao also sighed a little.

In any game, luck is also a very important part. Most people's luck is not too good, but it is not too bad. This player Mingshen can only say that his luck is not very good...

After learning that Mingyue Island has been abandoned and has no population, Lu Yao also lost the desire to explore further.

He suddenly had an idea.

Since ghosts can provide faith, then similar monsters should be able to do it too, right?

These [crazy lemmings] are huge in number. If they can become their believers and bring out the strongest reproductive talent of rats, wouldn't it be wonderful?

"My Lord, that is impossible."

Isabel replied: "Only life with self-awareness can give birth to the power of faith. The larger the number of groups, such as insects, the simpler and less self-conscious they are."

"Only some monsters can generate faith, not all of them."

Lu Yao felt a pity.

This is the balance mechanism of nature's designer.

The more complex the life, the more difficult it is to grow and reproduce. The simpler the structure, the easier it is to survive in various harsh environments.

…

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Lu Yao finished washing and lay on the bed, turning off the lights.

I fell asleep very early today.

He was half asleep and was awakened by a sparse sound.

He was not unfamiliar with this sound, it was mice walking around on the windowsill outside.

In the simulator, the human island was occupied by mice, and in the real world, mice have never admitted their fear to humans. Anyway, if you dare to catch it, it will dare to die, protruding a bold and large number.

After being woken up, Lu Yao got up to pee and came back, habitually glancing at the computer screen.

Just because he took a second look, he immediately became alert.

[The Garlic Tribe offered a sacrifice. ]

Lu Yao immediately opened the temple.

[Sacrificial] The thing in the slot looks like a stone bowl, and there is a stone spoon in the bowl.

He moved the mouse to the sacrifice.

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[Broken Potion Crucible]: Faith +1/hour, can make unstable potions.

Use the fire of faith to heat, add a spoonful of sand, a spoonful of blood, a spoonful of salt, and a spoonful of rotten corpse, you can make a potion. Good luck.

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Props for making potions?

This unexpected surprise made Lu Yao's sleepiness disappear.

Sleep?

Sleep shit!

How old am I? Can I sleep at this age?

Lu Yao sat in front of the computer, drank a bottle of Red Bull, and began to let Isabel prepare the ingredients for the potion.

According to the description below the props, the formula is already very clear: sand + blood + salt + rotten corpse, and then ignite it with the fire of faith.

The materials are easy to collect. With the Garlic Tribe here, these materials are not a problem at all.

The little people were busy putting several raw materials into the crucible.

Lu Yao clicked on the crucible, and a [Made Magic Potion (10 Faith)] sign appeared next to it.

That is to say, heating the crucible once consumes 10 points of faith.

This is not a problem.

Lu Yao currently has a small amount of savings.

He clicked on the refinement, and a large portrait of [Broken Magic Potion Crucible] suddenly appeared on the screen. In the blazing flame, the blue-gray crucible trembled slightly in the high temperature, and white gas slowly emerged from the crucible.

Soon, the crucible stopped trembling and the flame went out.

The word [Failure] appeared on the crucible.

After Lu Yao tried seventeen times in a row, [Failure] was finally replaced by [Get Magic Potion].

He rubbed his hands and clicked Get.

A pill that looked like black charcoal appeared on the screen.

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[Unexplained Crazy Pill]: You will become crazy after taking it.

…

Except for a description, there is no other display.

The smile on Lu Yao's face gradually disappeared.

There is no data panel gain, nor detailed efficacy.

Who dares to use this three-no product?

It's a rip-off.

It's not as good as a human golden dice.

Although the golden dice is a scam, it at least states that there is a chance of winning, although it is not much, it gives some hope.

At this time, Lu Yao suddenly thought of a question: Where did the [sacrifice] come from?

He asked Isabel to ask. Only then did he know that the crucible was dug out by the Garlic Tribe on Mingyue Island.

After the wizard Sen Jian identified it, he felt that it was an extraordinary magical item. So he sent it to the temple as a sacrifice to the gods.

Lu Yao found that the Garlic Tribe did not give up the deserted Mingyue Island. Yu Lian went to the island in person on a paddle boat against all odds and led his fellow tribesmen to explore the island together.

For this reason, Yu Lian found a way to deal with crazy lemmings, which is to use salted meat smeared with a lot of salt and throw it into the rat group.

This group of crazy rats swarmed to snatch and devour the salted meat. After eating a lot of salt, the rats will become extremely uncomfortable, and even their hair will fall off.

One by one, the rats drilled into the puddles on the island, licking the water frantically, and had no time to care about the people who landed on the island.

The tribesmen who came to the island also covered their bodies with salt, and sprinkled salt wherever they went, which could curb the attack and biting of crazy lemmings to a certain extent.

In this way, Mingyue Island was explored bit by bit.

There are some unknown ruins and stone tablets in the middle of the island. Since they cannot understand the Mingyue tribe's writing, the Garlic Tribe cannot understand the traces on them. In addition, they are afraid of the large number of rats, so their exploration of the entire island is relatively slow.

After Lu Yao learned about the situation, he immediately sent Isabel to the island.

There were people from the Mingyue tribe on the island, and most of their ghosts are here.

If you want to find out what happened, it is naturally best to ask the person involved.

As Isabel used [Death Prayer], wisps of black smoke emerged from the island, condensing into a round black ball.

Isabel communicated with it for a long time before turning around, kneeling on one knee and saying to Lu Yao: "Sir, the Mingyue tribe was destroyed many years ago."

"The Ming God has also fallen."

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