Chapter 399: Kingdom Central Server Opened

During the internal test, this piece of land, which was once the training ground of the Dark Flame Empire Fortress, was divided into the logistics center of the players, and finally supported them to launch the defense of Sunshine City.

But after the public test, for the players who have completely walked out of the underground, this so-called logistics center is obviously not so "central".

In terms of heavy industry, the resources of the Barbarian Plain are more abundant, and in terms of light industry, the labor force of the Barbarian Plain is more sufficient, so they have moved their industries and went to the new world to venture.

But this does not mean that the logistics center has completely lost its competitiveness. In addition to the high-end metallurgy and forging of the dwarf master Wilmore, the gold content of the Holy Tree Lake is still strong.

To understand that time is life, agricultural breeding experts on Earth will even set up research centers in places where crops can be harvested more than one year in order to obtain experimental results at a faster speed.

Therefore, this circle of [Continuous Plant Growth] buff with Grayson as the center is simply their paradise. After the public test was launched and a large number of talents from Earth entered the game, the land was quickly divided up by experts from various countries.

Now, Grayson has digested the Forest God clone and officially become "Him". This circle of buffs has expanded twice, directly covering the entire logistics center, and even a small piece of the Soul Palace in the north and the actual combat training camp in the south.

Now the agronomists are even more excited. They take the team members to cultivate the land and plant crops all day long, turning the Holy Tree Lake into the world's largest plantation.

And they really worship the useful gods, just like those great pioneers, and specially set up a statue of Him in the research institute on Earth.

Anyway, just find a tree and hang a sign. It's not difficult, there's a lot of fun, and it can be regarded as a return of favor.

Therefore, Grayson finally chose to become the God of Crops and set the God of Agriculture as his ultimate goal for this reason-everyone really supports him.

And He stipulates that his believers must learn to cultivate and ripen crops in the future. This is the basic skill of our Crop Church!

As time passed, it seemed that everything was changing for the better. Ji Ming once again said goodbye to Tenis and Eleanor and set off on a journey to the capital alone.

During this period, in addition to agriculture, the players' infrastructure in various fields has developed very quickly. Although it has not been fully laid out, it is no problem to continue to promote the technology tree.

So he thought about it and decided to continue to expand the player map and gradually open the servers in the central area of ​​the Kingdom of Radiance to let them experience the social circle of the masters in advance.

And it must be said that the noble masters in the central area are indeed more qualified than those in the south. At least Ji Ming did not see many cases of forced collection and extortion along the way, and everyone seemed to be more decent.

Therefore, he also began to try to enter those larger cities, wanting to experience the local customs and customs in depth, and see what the masters look like behind this layer of skin, just like now.

"A bowl of cream soup, five pieces of white bread, a lamb chop, and two glasses of rye beer, one large and one small. The small one will be served first."

Although the bartender could not remember the face of the man in front of him, he knew that the man who could order dishes so skillfully must not be short of money.

So after reporting the meal to the kitchen, he immediately poured a glass of rye beer attentively and shoveled a small plate of peanuts.

"This is a gift for new guests, sir. I don't see you."

"Of course."

With a smile, the guest lifted his robe, showing several stirring sticks inserted side by side in the lining, and then patted the suitcase at hand.

"I am a wandering pharmacist. I just came to your place today. I want to try my luck and find a suitable way to make money."

"Way to make money..."

Of course, the bartender could hear that he wanted to buy information from him, but he didn't say anything. He just wiped the cup in his hand and thought exaggeratedly.

The man obviously knew the rules, so he flicked his fingers lightly, and like a magic trick, he pressed a silver coin on the table with a snap.

Although as the hinterland of civilization, the prices here are far higher than those in the barbaric places like Sunshine City, but it is too arrogant to start with a white one.

"Hey! Be careful, there seems to be an oil stain on the table, I will wipe it for you!"

The result was that the bartender, who was a little reserved before, suddenly became so authentic, and took the silver coin away with a swipe of oil.

After that, he became a chatterbox that could not be closed once opened, and all kinds of information gushed out. If Ji Ming was not smart enough, he would probably not be able to remember it.

After eliminating some useless information that had nothing to do with him and had no value, Ji Ming got what he wanted.

This territory was governed by a count family with the surname Hantan. This family was more conservative and not ambitious, so they were very good to the people and had a very good reputation.

But unfortunately, the old lord was inexplicably injured three days ago. Although he was lucky enough not to die, the old man was too old and the treatment was very ineffective. Until today, he couldn't even get out of bed.

Now there is only a wife who is 20 years younger than him and a young son who is only three years old in the castle. The young master is in doubt, plump and attractive, and it seems that something is going to happen.

"Is that so..."

Ji Ming thought for a moment, and came to the Earl's Mansion after lunch.

The latitude of the Huiguang hinterland is low. Although it is still winter south of Jueqiao Pass, it has already tasted a bit of early summer.

He waved at the iron gate in the hot sun, but the old man dressed as a guard in the pavilion didn't bring any weapons and was still concentrating on reading some book.

Damn it...

There was no other way, Ji Ming had to use his money ability again, and used a move of spending money like water to accurately shoot a headshot.

"Ouch!"

The old man covered his forehead and was about to get angry, but found that the hidden weapon he grabbed was actually a white one.

It was just another chameleon, and the guard who didn't even bother to pay attention to him invited Ji Ming in attentively.

But after learning that he was a traveling doctor who heard that the old Lord was in trouble and wanted to come to treat him, the smile on his face immediately became awkward.

"Brother, I'm afraid this is not appropriate..."

Not appropriate, of course not appropriate.

Because in the past three days, not to mention other things, there have been eight guys who claim to be miracle doctors.

However, the current situation is that even the doctors in the vicinity have come to try their luck, but the old Lord's condition has not improved at all, even this morning.

"Fainted, and hasn't woken up yet?"

This abnormal situation made Ji Ming smell a familiar smell. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a holy light monk in a white robe walking towards him.

"Ah, Mr. Priest!"

The old man, who was originally a believer, immediately saluted him, but the priest with muscular arms just nodded slightly, and his face with a few wrinkles was obviously worried.

Since Huiguang is a country where the power of the nobles and the church is separated from each other, but they have to be entangled with each other because of interests, when the crisis comes, the local church naturally has the obligation to maintain regional stability.

And witch doctors are inseparable. As the easiest way to sell favors to others, even the evil god church will urge believers to learn more medical skills, so it is natural that the priest will come to treat the lord.

So Ji Ming did not hesitate and took out a token from his arms.

"Mr. Priest, can I ask you some questions?"

The priest, whose train of thought was interrupted, frowned fiercely. Even if he would not take action, he was obviously ready to yell loudly, but after seeing the words on the token clearly, he suddenly raised his eyelids.

"Uh, you...you are the chosen one of God..."

Ji Ming quietly relaxed the operation of [Suggestion], raised the suppressed charm and appearance a little, and attacked in the form of a big liar.

Holding the token issued by himself, he smiled slightly.

"The chosen one of God is my teacher and also my friend. In order to live up to his trust, I feel that I have the obligation to share the worries of your church within my ability."

Considering that the chosen one of God from the foreign land can bear the skills of the word "teacher", in addition to a new knowledge that shocked the entire church, it is his medical skills that are famous in Sunshine City.

The priest who finally got reliable help was overjoyed and immediately invited the pharmacist who called himself Crooked Tree to the depths of the castle.

Pushing open the solid iron door in front of him, although the room behind the door is not small, there is still a strong and unpleasant smell of medicine.

An old man is lying on the bed, surrounded by several maids and servants who are busy serving him, but they are not doctors, and they are basically busy for the sake of being busy.

As for why in such an ordinary ward, a poorly acted dream of pursuing the entertainment industry can be staged...

Because the mistress of this family is sitting on a chair next to her.

Although there is no sound, the water in her eyes has never stopped, and the servants dare not rest for a moment, and can only continue to COSPLAY headless flies.

"Madam Hantan, this is a friend of my chosen by God. After hearing that the earl was seriously injured, he took the initiative to come here and wanted to see the old man's condition."

"Ah? Oh, thank you..."

To be honest, it may be because the story of Dalang drinking medicine is too deeply rooted in people's hearts. The first thing Ji Ming thought of after hearing this was the classic plot of a young wife murdering an old man.

But after hearing the voice, the one who turned to look at him was a middle-aged woman with ordinary appearance.

Her makeup was not glamorous, her eyes were not shrewd, and she did not have the kind of secret joy that she tried hard to hide but could not suppress at all, and finally outlasted the old man.

Unless she was really a natural actress, otherwise, no matter how Ji Ming maliciously speculated, he could only read pure fear and sadness from her face.

Because she was actually the nanny when the count was sick before, and their relationship was also very simple, just a story of an elderly widower meeting a middle-aged widow.

It can be regarded as half a pure love...

"Don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

Relying on the fact that the old count's level was not even a fraction of his current level, Ji Ming started with a list and directly looked at his current role status.

Ha, it was as expected...

But he was not a half-immortal who could calculate, so he could only use all kinds of messy medicines on the old man.

After the "conventional means" were used up, he took out a strange-looking magic scroll with a painful look on his face.

The moment the scroll touched the earl's body, the patterns drawn on it burst into bright light.

"Uh..."

The earl, who had been silent for a long time, frowned and groaned, as if he was suffering from some unbearable pain.

However, before the lady and the priest could not help but take action, Ji Ming had already put away the calming talisman that he was eager to try because of the curse detected.

The young pharmacist held the scroll and shook his head with a sigh, his eyes showing pity.

"It's difficult, the lord is cursed."

"Oh, it turns out that he is cursed! As expected of a friend chosen by God, he discovered it so quickly..."

The priest, who had been a little tense, finally relaxed after praising him.

As a monk of Holy Light, he certainly knew that the Earl was cursed. In fact, the Earl was now a vegetable because he accidentally triggered the curse when he tried to remove it.

Once he was bitten by a snake, he could not be cured even if he bit others. Now that he saw the pharmacist Wai Shu tell him what the lesion was, he dared to put his mind at ease and believe in his medical skills.

Madam Hantan, who saw some hope, could not hold back. She immediately grabbed the Earl's trembling hand and said hurriedly.

"Doctor, are you sure you can save him? If you can cure my Marquis, you will definitely have enough money!"

Hearing her pleading with a bit of a country accent, Ji Ming no longer hid it, but showed all his strength.

If the curse on the Earl is separated, it is actually just a simple "coma", "fatigue" and "weakness".

It was just a bunch of novice apprentice-level curses. It was not difficult to solve them. Even a young priest could do it easily.

The problem was that they appeared together on an overly old body. The superposition effect produced was simply vicious. Even if the priest did not alert the old man, he would torture the old man to death.

However, in front of Ji Ming, these were just dust.

Raising his hand, he poured half a bottle of spirit-gathering liquid into the old man. Ji Ming directly stacked the evil-suppressing talisman and the calming talisman and stuck them on his forehead.

The fastest way to untie a knot is to draw a knife and chop it directly, so when you have the talisman, you don’t need to distinguish the compound curses at all. Just burn them all at once.

Even if they will do their best to "bite off" a piece of the host's flesh when they disappear, trying to die together with the backbite, but such a pitiful erosion efficiency is not enough to be nursed by the spirit-gathering liquid.

Therefore, less than three minutes had passed, and the earl, who had just turned pale and looked like he was dying, now not only had his breathing become stable again, but his face even had a healthy blush.

The lady grabbed his hand.

"Master... Master?"

"Ahem..."

Coughing and exhaling a breath of foul air, the earl slowly opened his eyes.

"Really... I almost died..."