As an NPC, having a lot of skills is quite reasonable, right?

At night, Moen sat on the bed in the inn, looking at his skills, all of which were at level 1, with some worry.

He felt that he had spoken too soon as he had made those bold pronouncements during the day.

In this world, acquiring skills is just the beginning.

Skill levels are divided into Lv.1 to Lv.7, and each level upgrade requires a massive amount of proficiency experience.

In the previous life of "Blood, Fire and Wine", even Moen, a level 90 character, had only a handful of max-level Holy Ritual skills.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Things will work themselves out. There's always a way. I'll just go to sleep." Moen turned off the panel, pulled the blanket over his head, and fell asleep.

The next morning, after a 48-hour cooling-off period, the [Bloodstained Frost Robe] was finally ready to be used again.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door, and a waiter brought in the equipment that Moen had previously commissioned to be made.

Moen could tell that the leather armor, made from the finest part of snow mammoth hide, was of exceptionally high quality.

The thick, white fur of the snow mammoth was trimmed into the lining, while the outer layer was made of the toughest belly leather of the mammoth. At the chest, the craftsman deliberately preserved a piece of leather with natural patterns, which looked like the head of a roaring mammoth.

【The Resilience of the Yinyuan Tyrant】

[Equipment Type: Light Leather Armor]

[Equipment Level: Rare]

[Equipment Requirements: Strength ≥ 20, Stamina ≥ 30, Level ≥ 10]

[Attributes: Physical Defense +45, Stamina +8, Spirit +4]

[Special Terms]

[Constant-Temperature Fur: In cold environments, the character's stamina consumption is reduced by 30%, and they are immune to the initial freezing status.]

[Savage Charge Resistance: Knockback and knockdown effect hitbox increased by 15%]

"These numbers..." Moen exclaimed in amazement.

This attribute is simply a game-changer compared to other equipment of the same level.

Moen immediately took off his cheap leather armor, which smelled musty, and put on the new gear. After putting it on, he felt that the air around him was sweeter.

After packing his things, Moen pushed open the door and went out.

Afterwards, he needs supplies to fight monsters, so he has to go to the market to buy some alchemy materials and find an NPC to make some potions.

Blood, Fire and Wine is often criticized by players for having many unnecessary designs.

For example, maps need to be purchased to unlock, and the same goes for item catalogs. Some players often miss out on rare materials when exploring in the wild because they don't have catalogs.

Because the Nohanville map feature was unlocked in Arya's room, Moen no longer needs to buy maps from map merchants.

Following the map in his mind, Moen quickly arrived at the materials street in Norhanville.

At this time, many adventurers were setting up stalls on both sides of the street.

Thanks to the beast tide, a large number of originally expensive alchemy materials flooded the market, causing prices to plummet, which saved Moen a lot of money.

"Three dried snowfall grasses, two ounces of ice lizard saliva, and this piece..." Moen muttered as he walked between the stalls.

Just as he was passing by an alchemy shop called "Caliphate and Coins," a burst of cacophony of curses interrupted his thoughts.

"Get out! If you don't have money, don't stay in my shop!"

A person was roughly pushed out and fell heavily onto the snow.

He was a somewhat unkempt middle-aged man with messy, straw-like hair, but he exuded a faint herbal scent.

At this moment, he was holding a bottle of murky, failed potion in his arms.

"Hahaha, look! Isn't that the madman Grin who calls himself an alchemist?"

"He's trying to scam people for information again? I heard he sold his house to save his dying daughter."

"What alchemist? I think he's a fake. I heard his daughter's health deteriorated because she drank the potions he made."

Many people around stood there whispering, but no one stepped forward to help Ge Lin up.

Green sat in the snow, staring blankly at the potion in his hand, muttering nervously, "No, why is it wrong? The steps are correct, so why can't it work?"

His daughter suffers from a rare disease called "winter wilt syndrome." If a cure cannot be found soon, he may never see the little girl who used to call him "Dad" again.

Moen stood at the back of the crowd, his gaze sweeping over the man on the ground.

Name: Green Wilder

[Level: 10]

Level 10? This doesn't look like a fake.

Moen stepped forward and pulled Green up from his kneeling position, while noticing the parchment that had fallen to the ground at Green's feet.

The paper was covered with densely drawn instructions on how to process materials and the steps for making potions. Moen picked it up and read it carefully, and he saw the problem.

"The roots of Starlight Grass contain fire poison." Moen's calm voice reached Green's ears.

"If you want to save someone who has been poisoned by cold, you should perform a cold extraction process on the roots and stems."

"Although fire poison can suppress cold poison, if it is not restrained, it will disrupt the medicinal properties of the medicine."

These words struck like a thunderbolt, jolting the bewildered Green awake. He abruptly raised his head: "Roots, cold extract... Yes! Fire poison! How could I not have thought of fire poison?!"

He grasped at a straw and rushed into the alchemy shop like a madman.

"stop!"

The alchemist owner stood at the door, blocking Ge Lin from rushing inside: "You old madman, you haven't settled your payment for the materials yet, and you still want to freeload? If you don't settle your debt by tomorrow, I'll have your house demolished!"

Green stopped abruptly in his tracks.

He searched through all his pockets but couldn't find a single copper coin.

The newly ignited hope was instantly extinguished. The man, who was willing to do anything for his daughter, collapsed to his knees and knelt down in front of everyone.

"Please, just ten minutes! I'll repay you by doing anything for you!"

The boss sneered and was about to tell his employees to kick the man out.

"Ding." A gold coin traced an arc in the air, landed precisely on the counter, spun a few times, and came to a steady stop.

Moen stepped forward and looked at the boss expressionlessly: "I've requisitioned the alchemy platform. This money is more than enough to buy you the right to use your materials and equipment. Consider the rest a bonus."

After saying that, he turned to look at Green, who was kneeling on the ground: "Go, your daughter is still waiting for you."

When the boss saw Moen, the fat on his face instantly contorted into a grimace: "Oh, since this esteemed person is vouching for you, please, please make yourself at home!"

While saying this, the boss was actually squinting and looking Moen up and down, thinking about how to extort another sum from this lowly man who liked to show off.

Green stood up, gave Moen a deep look, his Adam's apple bobbing but he couldn't utter a single word. In the end, he could only bow and stagger toward the alchemy platform.

Ge Lin, who had been somewhat dejected, suddenly changed his demeanor the moment his hands touched the medicinal herbs.

Selecting ingredients, boiling, cold extracting, purifying, and blending—his movements were fluid and fast, almost dazzling.

In just five minutes, as the last drop of extract was added, the liquid in the test tube instantly boiled, then subsided, turning into a clear and pure purplish blue.

Without a single impurity, he refined this potion to its perfect quality.

Green carefully placed the vial of potion into his inner leather pouch, then turned around and kowtowed heavily to Moen.

He then pushed through the crowd and ran wildly toward the slums.

Moen watched his departing figure, then turned and instructed the apprentice who was still stunned: "Don't stand there, make the recovery potion I asked for."

Just as the apprentice was processing the medicinal herbs brought by Moen into the cold extraction step, a system notification popped up in front of Moen:

[Detection indicates that the fate of the character "Grin Wilder" has been altered.]

[Obtain the Life Stone: Rekindle the Flame in Adversity]

[Life Stone: Rekindling Adversity]

[Level: Pale]

[Life Stone Motto: True flame is not born from dry wood and raging fire, but from cold ashes that are rekindled by tears.]

Moen smiled, realizing he had done a good deed.