The Master's Friendship Rules

"Correct."

"He built a large building related to this crisis hundreds of years ago?"

Wang: "It is a building that mass-produces monsters, using the power of Ragnora. And now the cult's facility in front of us uses the power of Ragnora's descendants."

Gaines: "That building... called the Fetal Movement Hall, was reopened not long ago?"

"It was dug up by the cavemen, who then used it to mass-produce their own kind," Flint replied.

Gaines: "Then we should get information from Elzam. Have you asked Elzam before?"

Wang: "We asked, but this bastard played it off. When it comes back to life again, we'll ask it thoroughly."

Xiao Bai: "The next time he shows up, will they become friendly forces?"

When the world-destroying crisis progresses to a certain stage, high-level undead creatures will become friendly forces. As for low-level undead creatures, they will probably have been killed by the indiscriminate positive energy by then.

This seems like a good thing, at least places like the Shadow Isles will become the domain of the living again.

The question is what kind of living beings.

Flint asked the king: "Is this Ragnora's offspring... something that appears when there is no healing potion? It doesn't seem logical, does it?"

Wang stroked his chin.

Lily suddenly said, "Wait a minute, when I first arrived in this plane, I checked the information sent by the cult. There was a message that Rosalie noted as 'archived.' It mentioned that the knights of the cult currently stationed in Shallow Water City discovered that powder was constantly falling off the bodies of the undead creatures around them."

"Powder?" Wang frowned. "Could it be... that's what was left after the positive energy 'burned' the undead creatures?"

Xiao Bai: "So this omen will definitely happen in a strict order?"

Wang took out the legendary scroll that allowed him to communicate directly with his teacher: "We can ask him."

Lily: "But didn't he say that if you use this scroll again you will get zero points?"

Wang quietly put the scroll away again.

Wang: "We can explore on our own. But the information we got today is very important. We need to produce a large number of strong liquors and herbs in the future. Considering the spread of spore mist, we can also prepare some gas masks. With the technological level of this crystal wall system, we should be able to produce masks for the steam age."

Lily added, "It is also important to improve the corpse incineration mechanism, isolation mechanism, and hospital construction. This is not something that can be accomplished by just our elite team. The whole world must be mobilized."

Franka was so excited that the gas she exhaled was sparkling. "The forces of goodness in the world unite! I feel like I am in the middle of an epic."

Gaines plucked the strings and sang a few lines.

At this time, the adventurer in charge of searching the underground facility came back: "There are a lot of things you marked as landmarks down there, as well as a lot of sticky liquid in glass bottles. We didn't dare to open the bottles."

Wang: "It's right that you didn't open it. But even so, I will cast the spell of Exorcise Disease on you, Flint."

The dwarf muttered, "I feel like we'll have to prepare six of these spells on a daily basis in the future."

Wang: "I plan to ask the Alchemist Association to produce a potion to cure the disease."

All kinds of spells and divine arts that enhance or remove negative states can be made into potions, and the alchemist does not need to have the ability to cast divine arts, but only needs to obtain blessed water from a priest (*).

Xiaobai: "So we have gained a lot? We know what to do in the future, which is good. But, are there a few pieces of equipment missing this time?"

Flint spoke up, "It may be possible that we don't have any equipment. We can check the ashes left by Ragnora's offspring when we go out. Maybe the tendons of the tentacles inside can be used."

Wang: “What is it used for?”

Flint pointed at Nini and said, "Doesn't the elf have a bow that's missing a bowstring?"

"Are you sure it's okay to use this thing?" Wang frowned. "I don't want my students to suddenly turn into twisted monsters."

Flint: "The positive energy is normal. Of course, if you don't want it, that's fine. Then you have to find a way to kill powerful magical creatures and use their tendons."

Wang: "Eye demons also have tendons. Didn't the intelligence we collected earlier show that there might be a gathering place of eye demons in Yisongzuo? Let Elizabeth kill some eye demons and use their tendons to make bowstrings for Nini. That would be great."

Maybe when Wang said this, the entire Yisongzuo's eye demon trembled three times.

I thought today would be a lot easier because I failed to make it to the finish line yesterday... but it turned out to be a finish line again...

Chapter 381: Long-awaited Reappearance

In fact, Wang and Lily both overlooked one thing, that is, Gralia's technical level. The transmission of information takes time.

There are problems with information transmission in the big cities of Graria, but after all, the intelligence agencies stationed in the big cities will still collect and transmit intelligence.

However, in the vast countryside outside of big cities, it doesn't take long for intelligence to be noticed by the "spies" stationed in big cities.

At this time, on the other side of the World Mountains, in the border village of the human kingdom of Combli, the catman Misha Sala's ears suddenly twitched.

Half a year ago, after bidding farewell to Princess Elizabeth who was about to save the world and the Wizard King from another world, Misha Sara crossed the World Mountains alone, looking for her own tribe in the vast land on this side of the mountains.

This process took longer than she expected. The main reason was that the cat people were a nomadic tribe. This time they seemed to have swum too far, so Misha Sala could only chase them all the way.

Now she came to this border village to inquire about news at the market.

Her ears twitched because she heard a noteworthy hawking call.

The voice called out: "A magical potion! It only costs a hundred coppers and can cure all diseases!"

Misha Sara had a good memory. She clearly remembered that Wang’s teacher had said that the world-destroying crisis was divided into several stages, and the landmark event of the first stage was the appearance of cheap healing potions.

Although Misha Sara had left the rescue team, she still leaned over.

As soon as I got there, I heard someone mocking the potion seller: "You're bragging, a hundred copper coins? The temple priest charges a hundred gold coins to cast a healing spell, and a healing scroll costs three hundred gold coins, and only scholars can tear it. A bottle of potion from you costs 100 copper coins, we can all afford it, who are you trying to fool?"

The medicine seller glanced at the saboteurs and said, "You don't believe it? Come on!"

As he said this, he drew out his knife, which frightened the troublemaker so much that he ran away in a tumble: "Don't mess around! The town militia will be patrolling, and they will make you suffer!"

The medicine seller didn't even look at the troublemaker and slashed his own arm with a knife. When he pulled the knife out, the bones in the wound were clearly visible.

Then the medicine seller picked up the potion with his good hand and said, "Look! This is a potion worth 100 copper coins!"

After saying this, he bit off the cork with his teeth and poured the medicine onto the wound.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The onlookers were all shocked: "It really healed!"

"Oh my god! This is more effective than the church priest's magic!"

"It's amazing, it's amazing!"

Misha Sala joined the others in making a noise, but in fact she was carefully examining the man's healing wound.

She noticed that some of the skin at the wound looked different, but because the surrounding area was new skin that looked tender, no one noticed it.

Suddenly, Misha Sala saw something like scales appearing on the flesh that had just grown.

The medicine seller silently turned the handle to an angle and hid the scales.

Misha Sara's scalp tingled: There is indeed a problem! This is the sign of the next stage that Wang's teacher mentioned!

Why did we enter the next stage? Did Wang and his team fail?

No, Misha Sara remembered that when he crossed the World Mountains, he passed by the dwarf city. The dwarves said that the king had just destroyed the undead army that suddenly appeared, and they were sure that the world-destroying crisis was related to the undead army.

Misha Sara knew that the undead would become friendly forces in the future, so Wang and his team were probably involved in the rise of the undead army and the subsequent crusade. In any case, it was certain that the salvation team was active.

Then there is only one explanation: the world-destroying crisis will steadily advance before it is completely prevented.

I don’t know if Wang and the others have received this news.

Misha Sara was about to turn around and leave, but hesitated.

Finally, she shouted, "I want this potion! My tribe just finished a war. Give me as much as you can!"

Misha Sala decided to use the excuse of large-scale purchases to find out the truth about the medicine seller, and then try to find the Shadow Thieves or some other organization and send the information to the Savior Team.

The medicine seller had no doubts and smiled happily when he saw the big business coming: "Really? I have a big bag here. If you want more, our caravan has more! This is all the water from the fountain of youth discovered in the neighboring country. It's all good stuff!"

Immediately, a spectator shouted: "This cat man must be a shill!"

"Yes, it must be a spy! We have never seen a cat-man with this fur color here!"

"What cat tribe? It doesn't exist at all. They are just putting on a show here!"

The medicine seller panicked: "How can you say it's a proxy? Use your brain, I've sold all the medicine to the cat man, so there's nothing left for you to buy! What's the point of this proxy?"

"I don't believe you. You will definitely have more potions to take out when the time comes."

Misha Sala directly took out the dimensional bag and poured out a small pile of gold coins on the table - after adventuring for so long, he still had some savings. After all, the potion was not expensive, only 100 copper coins for a bottle.

When the medicine seller saw the gold coins, his eyes lit up, and the noisy onlookers fell silent after seeing the gold coins piled up like a small mountain.

Even the local baron might not be able to take out so many gold coins all at once.

After all, this was just an ordinary border fiefdom, not on any important trade route, and the lord was relatively poor.

After seeing the gold coins, the drug dealer suddenly became timid: "This... isn't it a bit bad to have so many?"

"Hmm?" Misha Sara frowned. "What's wrong? I don't know why you sell it so cheaply. The alchemy potion costs 100 copper coins, which can't even cover the cost. Could it be... this is just ordinary water? You just mentioned the water from the fountain of youth, where is that fountain of youth?"

"In the……"

Misha Sala grabbed the medicine seller by the collar and said, "Tell the truth! Where did this medicine come from?"

The medicine seller: "In the forest, I am a hunter from the next town. When I was tracking a wild boar that I shot, I found a spring. The wild boar I shot went into the spring to soak, and it got better. It was so happy that it pushed me!

"I just wanted to give it a try, so I soaked in the spring water, and it worked!"

Misha Sala: "Where is the wound from the wild boar? Heal it for me!"

The medicine seller quickly pulled up his shirt to reveal his stomach, and sure enough, there was a horrible scar.

Not only are there scars, but there are also some scales, which looks very strange.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Heresy! This is heresy! This must be borrowing the power of the devil!"

The medicine seller was about to cry: "It's because this water is too strange that I dare not sell it in this village... Lord Cat, spare me!"

Misha Sala roared with full force: "I am a woman!"

"Grandma Cat, spare me!"

Misha Sala put all the gold coins into the dimensional bag and carried the medicine seller with one hand: "Take me to find the spring. Also, don't use those medicines, and don't pour them on the ground, it will pollute the land!"

Chapter 382 The rescue team is in action everywhere

When Misha Sara was carrying the innocent medicine seller out of the city, a man dressed as an adventurer stopped her and said, "Wait a minute! Do you want to explore a potentially dangerous place alone?"