Mystery: Paradox Path

"Hugh, I think, I may know what the 'conspiracy potion material' that person asked you to find."

Returning to the residence in Hillston, Fors put on comfortable pajamas, her tone was no longer the usual laziness, but with a hint of nostalgia.

"What is it?" Xio, who was a little disappointed because he didn't come across the materials for the sheriff's potion, didn't notice the subtle difference in his friend's tone, and asked directly.

"It's the kind of thing that Mr. V wants to buy." Fors said here, thinking of the kind Mrs. Anlisa again, and the bottle she drank was made with gems that appeared after Mrs. Anlisa died. The potion, "After the Extraordinary dies, what appears on their body is the main ingredient of the potion in his path."

"That's actually the case? No wonder Mr. V's offer was almost the price of the main potion ingredients... So that person didn't want to buy the materials, but... wanted to find a murderer who killed the 'conspirator'? Xio's expression immediately became solemn, and then he said with some doubts:

"Could it be that Mr. V suddenly started buying that kind of thing to find the murderer?"

"Shouldn't it be? Otherwise, just like the person who sent you the quest, just buy the potion materials from the conspirators. Speaking of which, isn't there a craftsman who can use extraordinary materials to create magical items? Maybe Mr. V recently found a What about a craftsman?" Although Forsi is too lazy to use his brain on weekdays, his sensitivity is still enough. Hearing his friend's guess, Xio's hugely fluctuating IQ finally came online, and suddenly said:

"That's it! There were several transactions of Extraordinary items at the party today. I thought it was just a coincidence, but if Mr. V found a channel to make Extraordinary items, it would make sense!"

Having said this, Xio sighed again——

"But even if we know, it means nothing to us!"

"Why doesn't it make sense?" Forsi poked Xiu's forehead, pretending to be relaxed:

"You think, don't we know Snow? Since he bought the main ingredients of potions, he must be able to distinguish them, right? Let's just ask him to pay attention to the main ingredients of the sheriff's potions? He charged 600 pounds, We buy it from him for 700 pounds or 800 pounds, so he won't sell it, right?"

"But doesn't he accept cash? And we don't have any money right now." Xio shook his head, but Fors said with an indignant expression:

"You're stupid! Don't we still owe him tasks? If you advance to Sequence Eight, the tasks will be reduced ten times! Ten times! If I can be promoted to Master Trickster, I only need to do a hundred tasks to pay off the debt. Come on, has that guy sent you a mission recently? Didn't Emperor Roselle say it? Don't worry if you're in debt!"

When Xio listened to Forsi's words, her face became a little complicated. After a while, she said, "Forsi, do you know that when you said this, you were very similar to my work objects."

"Oh? Those poor poor poor people?"

"No, it's a rogue who borrows everywhere and doesn't pay it back..."

...

"These poor **** don't have enough purchasing power!" Snow sighed helplessly as he stuffed the odds and ends of the banknotes into his wallet. As expected, such an extraordinary party can't be shipped in large quantities, and it will only be sold tonight. Three Sequence Nine and one Sequence Eight Extraordinary items were lost, but the total sales of 3,200 pounds could be considered a bloodbath.

From a certain point of view, the gold-producing ability made in heaven is indeed quite good, because for most people, a piece of Beyonder characteristics can only be bought at the price of one piece, but in Snow’s hands, it can be dismantled. Several copies come.

However, compared to this "cut corners" gameplay, the biggest advantage of Paradise Manufacturing is actually fault tolerance.

How can an ordinary craftsman have so many Beyonder characteristics to use to practice, and it is already amazing to use leftovers to make some Beyonder items with a time limit, and Beyonder characteristics are irreversible once they fail.

However, Snow could try again and again, and feed it to Heaven to manufacture it, recover the Beyonder characteristics and restart the work.

effect too weak? dismantle!

Too many side effects? dismantle!

Different from what you want? dismantle!

In short, Snow has been dismantled all the way, and his mastery of the craftsman's extraordinary ability is about to form a conditioned reflex!

Of course, this whole thing is not without side effects, such as—

Zhenzao Evil Spirit is very angry now, and he needs to play a lot of songs before he is willing to continue eating Extraordinary items.

Tonight, I'm afraid it will be a sleepless night...

...

"Thank you Fool for giving me lunch..."

"Uh, it's already noon?" Klein, who entered above the gray fog from the bathroom of the library, looked at Mr. Demon who was enjoying the food in the picture, and tapped his head slightly. Today, he was investigating the "Pound Family" information, rushing back and forth between the major public libraries in Backlund, one did not pay attention, and found that it was actually lunch time.

In fact, Klein discovered something very early, that is, his eating habits are different from those of the people in this world. The Loen Kingdom's eating habits are two meals in the morning and evening. Nobles who have no working time limit can even eat breakfast all the way. until eleven o'clock.

As for lunch? Only those rich nobles and rich people will eat the so-called afternoon tea at three o'clock in the afternoon.

But Mr. Devil is different. His three meals a day are the same as his own. He doesn't eat afternoon tea, but a full-bodied lunch~www.wuxiamtl.com~ But he doesn't think it's strange, after all, the Panredax family There is a traveler ancestor, let alone three meals a day, even if he used chopsticks to eat hair and blood, he would not be surprised.

But after thinking about the time, Klein quickly returned to reality. Today is an important Monday, and it is impossible for him to hold a tarot meeting in the toilet of the library.

Hurrying back to Minsk Street all the way, Klein took out his pocket watch and checked the time. There was still more than an hour before the start of the Tarot Club, which made him slightly relieved.

The gray fog rose, signaling Little Sun to prepare, and Klein began to think about what the Tarot Club would ask today.

With the "World" vest, he can directly ask the members of the Tarot Club a lot of questions that were inconvenient to ask because of the Fool's image, but correspondingly, he must pay a sufficient price.

"The price..." Klein felt a little scalp tingling when he thought of this word. After all, Mr. Demon completed Mr. Fool's first official mission.

"I don't know what kind of compensation Mr. Devil will ask for... If you want money, you can ask Miss Justice to pay for it, but Mr. Devil doesn't seem to be short of money... I hope he is 'religious'..."