My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 188 The approaching threat

How many? That's a lot. If the power is fully turned on, I think I can produce thousands of them a month!

Crown calculated it and reported a very conservative number: "Between one hundred and one hundred fifty."

Big trees attract the wind, and wealth and silk attract people's hearts. You cannot use these to test people's hearts.

There is a saying that goes well, people's so-called loyalty is just that the weight of betrayal is too low.

Flanders nodded: "Only selling a part of the talisman water, you did a good job."

In a situation where the evil god is approaching, it is advisable to slightly increase the strength of your allies.

But the two sides also have a competitive relationship and cannot really fully support it.

"Would you like to experience being a spiritual master?" Crown asked.

The archbishop shook his head: "No need. Your main focus should be on flame breathing. Human energy is limited, so don't think about being proficient in everything."

You're right, but Crown smiled gratefully.

"Also, you come here every half month. I want to monitor your mental state. You pay for the materials for the soul purity test at your own expense."

"Isn't it necessary?"

"Although I have confidence in your bloodline's ability, I still need to follow and supervise you for a few months, otherwise I won't be reassured."

"Okay", Croun showed an embarrassed smile, isn't this a waste of my gold spirit coins!

"Archbishop, as the center of the Rhineland Diocese, there must be a secret vault in the church, right?"

Flanders asked alertly: "What do you want to do?"

Of course there is a secret vault! As a church that has existed for a long time, there is no way to hide it.

Only three bishops know the location of the secret vault of the Holy Fire Cathedral, namely himself, Cavendi, and Daniel.

It stores some powerful equipment and various rare materials, as well as countless gold spirit coins and ultra-high-concentration compressed holy water.

"Don't be nervous. I'm missing a material. I'll ask the secret library if it's available."

Crown described Han Yu and looked at the red archbishop eagerly.

If he can obtain the carrying materials for the Taiyin Thunder Talisman, he can start refining it.

"The thing you are looking for is just a pretty stone. It has no practical use. The secret library will not collect it. You may find it in some antique stores."

Flanders shook his head, joking, how could Miku put such rubbish!

Somewhat disappointed, Croun felt that he should publish a purchase information in the newspaper. Anyway, he had more gold spirit coins.

When it was time to get off work, he said goodbye to the archbishop and hired a carriage with Del to return to his residence.

On the way, Crown ordered:

"Tomorrow, you don't have to go to work in the afternoon, help me do a few things.

First, find several newspapers with large circulation, publish information, and buy cold jade;

Second, find a dental shop to buy a house. It requires a separate courtyard, a basement, a stable, and the location as close to the church as possible. "

"Understood, my lord."

Before returning to his residence, Del got off the car early and went to a nearby market to buy ingredients.

Both of them are knights, their appetites are staggering, and every purchase costs a lot of money.

After returning to his residence, Crown sat on the sofa, Fokine resting on his shoulder, and Buster curled around his legs.

There was a golden light in his eyes.

[Animal Taming: 2632/5000; Level ]

In the first two months, I hid in the church without bringing two pets with me, and now my animal taming skills are still at the second level.

He decided to spend half an hour every day playing with his pets to see what special effects the third-level animal taming technique could provide.

. . . .

Bloodraven Inn.

Under the cover of night, outside the scope of the holy fire, gray fog submerged the entire city.

Under the soft and warm light of the oil lamp, Geralt smeared the sword with butter and maintained his weapon. The cold light reflected his thin face.

He was going to go hunting in the wild to adjust his condition and awaken his dormant fighting instinct.

During this tender time in Rhine City, Bai Lang felt a little weak in his legs.

With the "squeaking" sound of the door opening, the faint fragrance of cloves and currants squeezed into the room.

"Are you getting ready to go out?" Yennefer asked gently.

"Yes, I have had enough rest. I want to get back into fighting shape and prepare for the third mutation. Didn't you say that the potion can be produced soon?"

Geralt smiled softly, the scars on his face twisting, adding a fierceness to his smile: "Why are you here so late today?"

"Something happened." Yennefer walked to the demon hunter, took out a golden potion, and asked:

"Do you have this potion in your hand? Crown sells it."

Through the help of her lover, she bought a silver potion from the same seller. However, her research made no progress for a long time and she slowly gave up.

Lover and Croun have known each other for a long time. Since there is silver potion in hand, there should be a certain amount of this golden potion in stock.

Geralt put down the butter, made sure the sword was evenly coated with grease, and put it back into its sheath.

He took the potion and pulled out the stopper, wiggling his nostrils, and an indescribable sense of familiarity filled his nostrils.

Isn't this Croun's thing? Is this guy for sale? Isn't he going to keep it a secret?

Thoughts were running quickly, and the demon hunter spoke calmly:

"Yes, I still have two spare ones here. Most of them were taken away by Allen. He said they are very useful for dealing with spirits. I feel like I don't have this one among the potions I saved. This is a very mysterious feeling. , I think this one is more effective, probably because his manufacturing ability has improved again."

He stood up and walked to the bed, took out his box from underneath, found a golden talisman and handed it to Yennefer along with the one in his hand.

The witch took the talisman water and carefully compared the differences between the two.

For a long time, her swan-like slender and graceful neck bent slightly:

"Yes, the one I got is of better quality and contains more spirituality. Do you know the current price of this potion? Guess."

Geralt raised his eyebrows: "The price has increased? Twenty gold shields?"

The witch shook her head: "You can think boldly."

"Can it still be a hundred gold shields?"

"Low."

Yennefer stretched out her jade-white palm and waved it in front of the demon hunter's eyes: "Five gold spirit coins!"

Geralt felt that his breathing had become heavier. The most rewarded time for hunting monsters in the past few years was in Zac Town. After a big battle between the master and the apprentice, he received more than 20 gold spirit coins including dividends.

He only earns a little money by beating people to death, but he dares to sell a potion for five gold spirit coins. Who gave him the courage!

If his friend is not doing well, he will occasionally feel distressed when he thinks about it. If his friend is doing well, he feels that he will feel even more distressed.

There is also a very practical question before him. Since the price of Golden Light Talisman Water has increased, has the price of Qingxin Talisman Water increased?

He takes a bottle of Qingxin Talisman Water every few days. Even though he often transforms into a werewolf due to necessity, his mood remains stable.

Even on a full moon night, he was able to control his emotions.

There is not much Qingxin Talisman in his hand now, and he needs to buy some more. If the price is too high, it will be difficult to afford large purchases.

"What is the use of this potion? How dare he sell it at such a high price?"

“It can purify the pollution caused by the spirit master, and there are no side effects observed so far.

Feili handed one of them to Lisa Smit, and let's see what feedback this third-level spirit master has tomorrow.

There is one more thing to tell you. Your friend, Croun Monet, is now a third-level transcendent and the bishop of the Flame Lord Church. "

The witch spread out her braided hair and smiled charmingly: "I'm going to take a bath first, and we'll talk slowly later."

. . . .

No one knows how the gray fog forms or why it comes from.

After the gray fog fell, the night navigation of those Zeppelin airships flying in the sky was not affected.

These sky-conquering ‘whales’ can climb thousands of meters into the air.

At night, above the gray fog, there is still a bright moon in the sky.

It is undeniable that the thickness of fog accumulation has increased from the first few meters to more than ten meters to the current nearly 100 meters.

With each passing night, it increases again.

The town of Lorent is the only town in the Kingdom of Faruk that is adjacent to the ocean. It belongs to the city of Rhine and is about one hundred kilometers away from the city of Rhine.

A small river about ten meters wide flows through the town and flows into the sea. This river is a tributary of the Rhine River.

However, the town only has a few kilometers of coastline and is covered with rocks, so it has no potential to develop into a seaside city.

When the gray fog fell, the residents of the town moved away and it was built into a military fortress.

In the fortress, there is a Zeppelin docked.

A watchtower was built at the mouth of the river, and whenever night fell, sacred fires would be lit on both sides of the river bank.

According to information received from other maritime countries, the creatures in the ocean began to mutate on a large scale.

Some fish actually grew two legs and arms and were able to leave the water for a short time and move on the shore. These mutant fish were named "fish men".

Fish people are cruel by nature and extremely bloodthirsty.

Every night, a large number of fishmen would attack those coastal cities in groups and tend to spread inland along the rivers.

God knows how these saltwater fish people living in the sea adapted to fresh water.

The moonlight passed through the increasingly thick gray fog and cast a faint light on the sea.

The breeze blows and the waves sparkle.

Black dots surface one by one. If someone looks closely, they can see that they are ferocious fish heads.

In addition to the fish head, there is another kind of monster mixed in.

The monster has a purple-black humanoid head, and staggered fangs are exposed from its mouth that cannot be closed.

Behind the ears on both sides of the head, there are palm-sized black fin-like things, and in the eye sockets are huge fish eyes that shine with a dark green light.

"The superiors say every day that there will be monsters coming from the sea. We have been stationed here for almost half a year, and Mao has not noticed it yet. It's your turn to stand guard."

A guard with a mustache looked back at the sea, sat down, lit a cigar, and started puffing away.

His comrade was a slightly fat, round-faced man.

"Whatever, as long as the military pay is sufficient, just let me stay in this quiet place every day. When I save enough gold shields, I will go home and marry Juliet."

"By the time you get home, maybe Juliet will have a baby already."

"Fuck you, uncle."

The two sentries on watch laughed and cursed and struggled with each other during the long night. This was their inherent way of passing the time.

Under the illumination of the holy fire, countless black shadows flowed upstream from the river

(End of this chapter)