Chapter 1157: Artisan Demon, Medicine Girl

"Know."

"But very little."

"At the end of the demon era, people and half-demon gradually learned this special knowledge from the moderate demons."

"However, even people cannot share everything with each other."

"What's more, what about the monsters who have just experienced the age of monsters?"

"and……"

Having said this, the old monk paused and did not continue.

Kieran didn't ask any further questions.

Because he knows this period of history.

Some demons continue to call themselves demons.

And some demons have turned into ‘gods’.

Onuma is one of them.

Among the hundred gods, more than 80% are like this.

As for the remaining 20%?

Half-demon occupies the vast majority.

Very few people become gods.

"Is there such a person in Luosheng Temple?"

Qin Ran continued to ask.

"have."

"Both I and Chen can make simple Noble Phantasms and basic potions."

The old monk nodded.

"Just simple?"

Kieran raised his eyebrows.

This answer obviously did not match his imagination.

The reason why a force with a long history can experience the erosion of time, apart from the rules and regulations of the force itself, is the inheritance of the system.

Moreover, this kind of inheritance must be comprehensive except for the core part.

"Well, because, Luosheng Temple is no longer the Luosheng Temple that people know."

"In that battle, we not only had to seek shelter under Elitel's crown, but we also lost our craftsman demon, medicine girl, and many inheritances."

"In fact, the current Luosheng Temple is just an empty shell with the name 'Luosheng Temple'."

The old monk said slowly.

His tone was calm and there was no special expression on his face, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

"That battle?"

Qin Ran asked.

The old monk did not answer and remained silent.

"What about the craftsman demon and the medicine girl?"

"They should be a collective term, right?"

"Are you able to contact them?"

Kieran is not a person who gets to the bottom of things. He respects other people's secrets, especially when the other person is still in his own camp.

"With the original scale of Lin City, it is difficult to support a craftsman demon or a medicine girl. Even if you now own Ye City and Duocheng, you can barely support one of them."

"Moreover, most of the current craftsmen and medicine girls have been recruited by other ministers, so it is difficult for you to hire them directly."

"The only ones left are some hidden craftsmen and medicine girls."

“It’s also hard to hire them.”

"I can't promise you anything, I can only do my best."

The old monk said very conservatively.

This conservative attitude made Qin Ran understand that he was still thinking simply at first.

Before starting any plan, Kieran would subconsciously think it through and make it as foolproof as possible, and relying on the city to manufacture props and potions was no exception.

Kieran has made full mental preparations. He knows that this is not an easy thing, but the difficulty he faces now is far beyond his imagination.

However, Qin Ran did not give up the plan.

He pondered for a moment and then continued to ask: "How many basic treasure phantoms and potions can you and Chen make per week?"

"weekly?"

“With Chen and I’s abilities, we’re lucky to be able to make one every year.”

"I don't have any talent for this."

"Chen is different, she has talent."

"If Your Majesty can train her well, she may be able to make two pieces a year."

The old monk, who had always remained calm when facing Qin Ran's questions, showed a wry smile this time.

Chen is different?

Qin Ran followed the old monk's words and thought of the girl who used a power similar to the morning light.

Because of the power of the morning light, the other party left a deep impression on Qin Ran.

However, they never saw each other again, even in Luosheng Temple.

Coupled with the words of the old monk at this moment.

obviously……

"Protect?"

Qin Ran had speculation in his heart.

Any force will protect its own special talents, and Luo Sheng Temple will not be an exception, even if it is in ruins.

If it were before, it would have been very difficult for Qin Ran to see this girl.

but now?

With the change of status, the old monk had already started to recommend without Kieran taking the initiative.

"Chen is currently completing a stage of training somewhere."

"It will take about three to four weeks. By then, she will rush back to Lincheng with the remaining people from Luosheng Temple - about seven to eight people."

Seven to eight people?

Kieran narrowed his eyes.

The old monk did not give an accurate number, which is enough to show that such practice is not safe.

But what can be absolutely safe?

Accidents can happen at any time, and it is far better to use your usual accumulation to deal with such accidents.

Qin Ran agreed with this.

After all, he always experienced life and death in exchange for enough profits.

"I'll look forward to it."

"I also hope that you can bring me news about the craftsman demon or medicine girl."

Qin Ran said this.

"I try my best."

The old monk clasped his hands together.

The subsequent conversation centered around Lin City's security and management.

Qin Ran would not point fingers.

In the end, they even summoned the two demon hunters "Lian" and "Mou" to discuss the management of Lin City with the old monk on behalf of the funeral society.

Qin Ran listened to the whole process.

Until just before dawn, everyone dispersed.

The entire plan has been finalized, all that remains is implementation.

Naturally, such implementation has nothing to do with Kieran. It is entirely the responsibility of the funeral society and Luosheng Temple.

And Qin Ran?

After packing up my backpack, I set out on the road back to Yancheng.

The agreement with Onuma is not only a contract between the two of them, but also related to the main mission.

Of course Kieran understood what was most important.

…

Outside Lin City, under the cover of night.

Several ferocious figures gathered here.

They whisper.

"Is the 'God of Forest City' definitely dead?"

"died!"

"The 'Sad Bird' has held a dinner party!"

"Very good!"

"Our chance has come!"

"Kill the 'suicide bird', and Lincheng will be ours!"

The murmured conversation turned into cheers with this sentence.

However, reason did not disappear during the cheers, and some demons simply raised doubts.

"But if the 'Sad Bird' can kill the 'God of Forest City', it must be very strong. Even if we get together..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"We have an adult who is a descendant of a great demon as our helper!"

The words full of doubts were directly interrupted by a demon.

With that said, the demon pointed towards the road in the distance.

A rhinoceros-like monster crawls beside a torn car, chewing on innocent travelers.

Blood splattered and internal organs flowed.

Such a scene. In the eyes of ordinary people, nature is extremely terrifying.

But in the eyes of monsters, it is normal and a symbol of strength.

Moreover, the great demon descendant doesn't mind showing off his power more.

Therefore, when a lone traveler appeared at the end of the road, he roared and pounced on him without thinking.

then……

Skull crushed by one foot.