Chapter 17 "Makeup Artist"

The weather in summer is always so unpredictable. It was pouring rain just now, but it stopped in the blink of an eye. A little bit of bright golden light emerged from the thick black clouds, shining on the earth, spreading a golden color.

As the sun's rays shone in, Susie and Goris rushed out with their own thoughts. As their footsteps echoed in the church, Camus raised his hand and looked at the Crying Dream Mark on his hand, and then chased after them.

"Dinglingling..."

Camus looked down and saw that he had stepped on the mirror. When he stepped forward, he saw a corner of a worn yellow paper in the crack of the mirror, so he pulled it out, stuffed it into his arms, and chased after it.

After going out, the air was filled with a faint smell of soil. Tender green grass sprouts broke through the soil, greedily absorbing the sunlight left by the sky. The leaves of several large trees in the manor reflected the light of rain. Camus walked out of the manor in the rain and saw Susie resting on the carriage. She also changed into a light blue long-sleeved shirt. As for Gao Ruisi, he was combing the hair of his horse wet by the rain.

"Hi... Mr. Moon Elf, today is really beautiful and amazing. See you at the Adventurer's Guild. I'm leaving first."

After saying that, Gao Ruisi drove his carriage along the muddy road, accompanied by the singing of birds, splashing mud and water all over the ground, and drove away.

Susie opened her ruby ​​eyes, pointed at the carriage, stretched lazily, and pursed her lips.

"Come in, I'll take you to draw blood. This time, you have to start with 100 grams of blood. If you don't have enough, you can't explain it to me, and it will delay my class for two days."

Camus sniffed, thinking that 100 grams of blood was at most two taels, which was not a big deal, so he walked to the front of the carriage, shook off the mud on his feet, got into the carriage, opened the curtains, and closed his eyes to rest with the creaking sound of the shaking carriage.

After a while, Camus opened his eyes because of the sunlight, looked at the flowers and trees outside the window and asked his questions.

"Miss Susie, how can I get the potion of the sequence?"

"Oh... want to advance to the sequence? It depends on which sequence you are advancing to. Some sequence primary potions have clear prices, some sequence potions require joining some extraordinary organizations, and some sequences are too mysterious. I don't know where to find them."

Camus' eyes flickered when he heard it, and he tentatively asked about the price of the potion.

"How much is the marked price?"

Susie's light voice came, "A soldier's potion at the eighth stage of sequence is 8 silver coins"

"An adventurer's potion at the tenth stage of sequence is 9.5 silver coins, and a mechanic's potion at the sixth stage is 1.6 gold coins. Others cannot be purchased."

Camus calculated the purchasing power of copper coins and converted it to the purchasing power of silver coins. 100 copper coins equals 1 silver coin, and 10 silver coins equals 1 gold coin. He only gets 50 copper coins for one task. He has to save them forever.

"So expensive? I thought the streets were full of sequences. Aren't those people in the Adventurer's Guild extraordinary?"

Susie knocked on the car door when she heard it, "I told you, some races have strong talents, although they are not as strong as the sequences in the end, you can't underestimate them."

"For example, the Minotaur, his racial talent is strength blessing, endurance growth, the pigman is skin blessing, fast recovery, the elephant man is strength amplitude, the gargoyle is petrified skin, elemental resistance, and the vampire is night enhancement and self-healing enhancement. They are not weaker than the sequences in the early stage.

"But they are just like that. For advanced tasks, you still have to rely on extraordinary people. Anyway, as long as you have money, the doors of some sequences will always be open to you."

Hearing this, Camus's face twitched. It was too real. It seems that he still has to make money.

"Miss Susie, are you sure this kind of task is only worth 50 copper coins? Why do I feel something is wrong? It's so dangerous that I have to add a little bit? "

"Well... this time the Adventurer's Guild made a miscalculation. I will report your mission, but don't expect too much. I estimate that you will get about 2 silver coins."

Camus was happy when he heard it. It is better to have a bonus than nothing.

"Bang"

At this time, the carriage shook and Camus was bumped against the roof. The yellow tattered paper in his arms fell into the carriage.

Camus touched his head and picked it up, and saw a line of words on it.

"The eyes of fate are watching the earth. Greed will cost the essence of life. The world of watching each other is always unpredictable. Losing the direction of oneself is also destined to be redemption. "

Gradually, this sentence disappeared, and another line of words slowly appeared on the paper.

"The Redemption of the Makeup Artist: 10 grams of mirror powder, 20 grams of moon water, 3 grams of white gem powder, one blue-veined magnolia, 3 grams of moon elf tears, 3 grams of cat girl blood, and a pair of heterochromatic cat eyes."

Looking at this text, Camus's breathing became rapid. This must be the formula for the potion.

"What's wrong? You seem to be breathing very quickly. Are you okay?"

Camus stuffed the paper into his arms and coughed.

"Cough, cough, it seems like you have a cold. You should continue on your way."

"Oh"

Camus felt the softness of the paper in his arms, calmed down his excitement, and asked how to make the potion.

"Miss Susie, can I make potions myself?"

"Of course, as long as you have the potion formula, you can make potions yourself. In fact, the requirements for making low-level potions are not high, but the subsequent sequence learning is more troublesome."

"Sequence learning?"

"Of course, drinking the potion is just the beginning. Do you know how to use this power?"

"For example, if you are promoted to a soldier of sequence eight, you can't even hold a weapon and have no common sense of fighting. Isn't that funny? For example, if you are a gravekeeper of sequence one, you don't even know the most basic soul principles and summoning arrays. How can you use this power? You have to understand your own power and develop your own power."

Camus understood it and thought quietly about the potion materials he needed.

Others are easy to say. This moon water, white gem powder, blue-veined macaroon, and heterochromatic cat eyes, he has never heard of them.

Just as Camus was thinking, Susie's voice came in again.

"In fact, the principle of the potion, your elves' "elven sage", "sequence one black scholar system", "moon elf leader", "second era city-state era", "high order", "Raylimon Trier" proposed "inheritance", "assimilation", "fusion", "evolution" four kinds of potion principles in the "city-state parliament", which were unanimously recognized. I saw this in a book of "old times" in my family.

Hearing that there are already two strong moon elves, Camus raised his eyebrows.

"Apart from the two of them, are there any high-order elves in the elves?"

"Of course there are, "light elves" and "sea elves", who can exist until now, must be protected by "high order", but my class has not reached the "second era" and "third era" and there are no deeds of them, so I don't know how many high-orders they have."

"Speaking of it, your elves are also blessed by nature. Not only are they good-looking, but there are also several high-orders. They are also considered to be a very strong race on the continent."