Wrong, my skills refresh every week

Chapter 46 Bohm: I have received professional training

Goblin Shop.

After returning to the city, Charles did not choose to return to the Soma clan immediately, but took a detour to this place.

When all the adventurers entered the maze and no one was reselling dirt for the time being, he carefully knocked on the door of old man Bom's shop.

"Who is it, so early in the morning?"

"Grandpa, it's me!"

"Boom-"

The door was kicked open, and old man Pom jumped up, grabbed Charles by the collar, and glared at him:

"So it's you, kid. I haven't settled the score with you for swindling ten thousand faris from me last time!"

"Hey, I'm here to pay you back." Charles put the old goblin on the counter with a playful smile, and then took out a bag of scraps of Farley: "Here, I'll pay you back ten times."

Old man Bohm watched Charles take out ten holy gold coins from a bag full of gold coins and put them on the table, his face full of suspicion:

"Have you changed your personality? Showing kindness for no reason is definitely not good news."

"Hehe." Charles scratched his face: "Indeed, there are some small things that need to trouble you, old man."

Bohm's expression became serious, and before he could say anything to refuse, Charles followed up with:

"It's just a small matter! Can you store something here?"

"Save...save what? I only accept things of unknown origin, and they are all pawns."

"Hey, it's a good thing, you will definitely like it. It's great for traveling or for keeping away evil spirits at home. Moreover, it's a unique treasure!"

"Really?"

"The goods are genuine and the price is reasonable!" Charles pointed to the huge package behind him, which was covered with a reversed spiritual yarn. "Please take a look. How much is this thing worth?"

While waiting for Charles to lift up the reversed veil, a piece of pitch-black scales with golden patterns appeared in front of Bom.

"This... this... this is!! " Bom's eyes widened, his chest heaving, and his breathing rapid.

Following closely, the small body lay on the scales.

Ciel held the old man in his arms. "It's the scale of the black dragon. How about it? Even Zeus and Hera's followers haven't got it. It is said that as long as it is near this thing, the monsters dare not approach."

"Good stuff, good stuff." The goblin's collecting habit has awakened. Not to mention its effect of protecting the garrison, it is also excellent as a general defensive gear.

Even if it is not the strongest item dropped from the monster's body, anything on that End is far stronger than all the materials currently known.

Even if it is just a fossil that is more than a thousand years old, this dragon scale will not be destroyed as long as it is not conquered in the end.

At least, in the current Orario, no one can break this dragon scale.

"What a pity, what a pity." Bohm shook his head.

"What's a pity?"

"Unfortunately, no one can forge it. At least no one in Orario can forge it... Even a craftsman god can't carve it in several years."

"Uh……"

Bohm's words were very pertinent. In the battle against the black dragon, the strongest level 6 in the city might not even be able to serve as a supporter. In that battle, even a level 9 was unable to leave the black dragon with a single scratch, which was enough to show how strong it was.

Ciel scratched his face: "Maybe level 7 has the ability to do some damage."

"Oh, that's easy for you to say. Level 7... Where can you find level 7 in Orario now?"

"I think I can use it as a shield. If that doesn't work, it can be used as a throwing prop."

The old man was dissatisfied: "That is a waste of natural resources."

Xia Er raised his head: "I am happy to do so!"

Old man Bohm pointed at Charles, speechless, and finally pushed Farley in front of Charles.

"Hey, old man, don't be so stingy. It's just a joke, there's no need to stop doing business."

Bohm pointed at Charles with his beard raised, saying, "You kid...if you have any problems, it's your grandfather, it's okay, old man. This is a gift from my grandson, can I charge you for it?"

He sighed, "Ah, the bastards in the dark faction have been getting more and more outrageous recently. I'll keep it here to protect my safety."

Bom's eyes curved: "The important thing is, I, an old man, have never slept on the scales of Lord Black Dragon. Hehe..."

"But is it really okay for you to leave the things you got with great difficulty with me?"

"Having a sword but not using it is different from not having a sword. Anyway... as long as you agree, it's fine." Ciel said casually:

"After a while, I will find the right craftsman and consider how to use it."

I am not sure about where to put the black dragon scales. As the most special race in the world of Dicuo, the immortals are relatively pure at least in spirit, and their camp is very neutral.

Although this old goblin is a bit shameless, his character is not a problem.

The important thing is, if you have a good relationship with the immortals, you will get many invisible benefits.

As for the craftsman issue...

【Living Forge】Do you know more?

Ahem, as for when I can get it...

It depends on fate. It depends on fate.

If nothing works, the old goblin seems to know a lot of fairies. I wonder if he is familiar with the blue horse.

I came to the old goblin's mysterious treasure house again and put the dragon scale into the largest warehouse. After returning to the ground...

"Why don't you leave yet?"

"I want to talk to grandpa more."

"Let it go if you fart."

Ciel narrowed his eyes and slowly put his hand into [Nika Pocket]:

"I told you, don't be afraid."

"I have experienced many storms and received special training. I am not afraid of anything!"

"Then take a look at... this."

Charles slowly took out his hand and placed a jade bead in front of Bom. Inside the bead, a green fetus with tentacles on its head was sleeping quietly with its finger in its mouth.

The old man's breathing stopped and his pupils contracted violently. The hall fell into an eerie silence in an instant.

The fetus in the orb seemed to sense the breath of its own kind, and its tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

"Ehhhh! Take it away! Take it away!"

Bohm was not afraid, but what Charles took out was really scary.

what is that?

A mutated fairy fetus?

There is a theory that humans are afraid of ghosts because most ghosts look similar to humans. The uglier and more twisted a ghost is, the more frightening it is to humans.

Pom huddled under the table, trembling.

"Oh my god, what is that? It's so scary! It's so scary!"

Ciel: "Hey, wake up, you don't seem to be a human."

Bohm held his head and yelled, "You bastard, do you know what you are doing? You are like showing an old man a living, bloody, immature embryo, one that is contaminated and deformed by disease!"

In Charles' mind, he imagined an aborted baby contaminated by nuclear radiation. It suddenly opened its eyes and stared at him with a strange smile...

"Wow, that's pretty scary."

Charles picked up the orb fetus again. In his eyes, it looked more like a little fishman that could speak Shanghainese.

Charles bent down and looked at Bohm under the table:

"I just want to show you whether it's necessary to save this thing. After all, it's your compatriot. I originally thought of leaving it with you temporarily, but now it seems that I was too naive."

"..."

Bohm puffed his beard and glared, and after a while, he sighed deeply.

"Where did you find her?"

"Dungeon." Charles excitedly described the battle situation at that time: "You don't know, this thing is very powerful, at least close to the level 6."

"Bullshit, can you beat level 6?"

"I have accomplices... no, teammates." Charles blinked.

Bohm thought for a moment:

"Did you bring Ota with you?"

"That's not it."

"Who did you bring?"

"Secrets make a man manlier."

Charles adjusted his collar and turned his back, leaving Bohm with a back view for him to ponder.

"Humph, you are a weird kid. Little Lizi is selling dirty things to me, and she doesn't even know it herself."

Chapter 47 Another seven days full of hope!

You said this...

"She has never been here. How do you know about her?"

Bohm snorted coldly: "The land will tell me any information I want to know. Naturally, this also includes the people who set foot on this land."

Hey!

Do the immortals on earth have this ability? Can you move the heavens? Do you like walking your bird and drinking tea?

Charles' eyes rolled around, Bohm's value was greater than he thought.

"So, Lily is really Fyanna's..." Charles asked suddenly.

"What are you... cough cough..." Bohm paused smoking and coughed twice: "Hmph, don't ask if you shouldn't know."

"I see. This is a man's secret."

Charles gave the old man another unfathomable look from his back, thinking silently:

This old man doesn't seem to be a simple guy, he must be an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. Hum, I said, how can an ordinary fairy be so intelligent?

If immortal spirits are regarded as artificial intelligence produced by gods, then the old man is at least at the level of Hughie. Other immortal spirits would be lucky to have the level of GPT.

After Charles put away the baby, Pom smoked his pipe and closed the shop door with a serious expression.

"I am deeply saddened that my compatriots are facing such an end..."

Ciel replied, "Need... to stop work for half a day to commemorate?"

"What do you mean half a day?! Don't interrupt!"

Bohm once again summoned his emotions: "If you want to save her, at least get her real body first."

"I mean, is there any way to transfer her original normal consciousness to the clone, and then use other means to purify this body?" Charles suggested.

"Hmm. But if we do this, the fairy spirit should be iterated..." Old man Bom took out his pipe and took a puff:

"Immortal spirits cannot reproduce. Only when the spirit of an old immortal spirit dies, a new individual with a blank soul will be born."

"At the same time, this situation often occurs in weak immortals with weak consciousness. Sometimes they appear in the world, and sometimes they disappear. Most of them return to the heaven to hibernate and reincarnate."

Charles silently received the rare secret:

"Can we take the initiative to promote reincarnation?"

"This reincarnation ritual must also be performed in the reincarnation pool in heaven."

Can immortal spirits return to heaven on their own? Charles seemed to have discovered something.