Zhou Qingfeng is self-studying "Simple Woodworking Machinery and Wooden Building Design". The "Jiying" at the door shouted: "Master, old Borg brought some friends to see you."
The dwarf witch doctor was already standing at the door, and some weird men of different heights and thinners followed him. They looked like they came from a primitive tribe, with ornaments made of various animal and plant parts hanging all over their bodies.
"Hey, Victor, haven't you always wanted to find a pastor? Let me introduce my friends to you. They believe in the'Mother of Plague' like me, and they are at level two or three, so they should be able to help you a little bit. "
The old dwarf pointed to the blame, feeling that his recommendation would definitely satisfy Zhou Qingfeng. But Uncle Zhou's mind was going crazy when he saw these spooky tuberculosis diseases.
'Mother of Diseases'? Isn't it Talona, the goddess of poison and disease!
According to "Mysticism-Gods", Zhou Qingfeng knew very well that the "Mother of Diseases" was not a good thing. It was an old, ugly, and extremely psychologically distorted pervert. He couldn't help sighing in his heart: "All the evil gods who dealt with Mao and Laozi
I very much hope to come to a few believers of good gods. For example, the female priest of Eros Suna is passionate and unrestrained. The daughters of the goddess of magic are beautiful and passionate.
A follower of the moon god Sulun, beautiful and gentle. It's okay to have a girl under Eilisi Tsui, who likes to dance the most when it gets dark. "
Zhou Qingfeng fell into a daily sluggishness. Others thought he was thinking about accepting the pastor of the'Mother of Disease'. 'Jiying' shouted at the door again, "Master, you seem to be famous, and someone is coming to visit you."
Uncle Zhou stopped sighing meaninglessly, and asked angrily: "My place is almost becoming a vegetable market, and the evil god sent it down again?"
A rickety old man shrouded in black robes appeared at the door. He smiled in a hoarse and unpleasant voice: "Cthulhu? As a necromancer who wanders between life and death, I believe in the god of lich Visharon, I The Lord is really an evil god."
Zhou Qingfeng slapped his forehead and screamed frantically: "God, am I going to become the oss of the evil forces?"
In the order of first-come-first-served, the old Borg first introduced his friends, "We are good at selling poisons, antidotes and medicines, and we also travel low-key around Falun, just to find new diseases and symptoms of infection, and we are committed to improving' The prestige of the Mother of Diseases.
Our efforts are all to gain respect and to let mortals know more about diseases and toxins. We take care of the sick, bury the dead, or are employed by rulers to protect themselves from disease and poison.
The believers of the "Mother of Disease" are not unreasonable people. But if anyone dared to expel or punish us, no matter for whatever reason, we will cause a serious plague in the local area and demand a price for this insult. "
Zhou Qingfeng's eyes rolled up to the sky. When the old Borg finished his long speech, he only knocked on the table and asked, "What did you bring these people to me?"
"We can develop poisons and antidote, as well as spread and eliminate diseases. We only need a small space and a small amount of financial support." The old dwarf could see Zhou Qingfeng's impatience, but he still worked hard to fight for it.
"Can they treat the pain?"
"of course can."
Harmony Village still needs medical staff.
Zhou Qingfeng is also a happy man. He slapped the table and shouted: "Okay, don't talk nonsense. I don't like the appearance of your friend's "no human and no ghost", and I don't know much about the "Mother of Disease". So... .. . "
Old Borg's heart sank, and the tuberculosis ghosts were disappointed.
"So it is impossible to give you much support. However, the Harmony Village Medical Center is seriously understaffed. Your monthly budget is 50 gold coins, which cannot be more."
What the hell is the hospital? Does this mean willing to contain us
The tuberculosis ghosts looked at Old Borg suspiciously. The old Borg nodded and said with joy, "Well, I can take in my friends." But he immediately shook his head and said: "The medical hall is fifty gold coins per month. It’s not enough. One hundred gold coins, I guarantee that there will be no poisoning or epidemics in the village."
Zhou Qingfeng insisted: "I said fifty is fifty. Let's see how your friends' abilities are. If you are all as bad as you, wouldn't I spend money in vain?"
The old dwarf almost died of anger when he heard the sentence, "Victor, it's rude to belittle me like that. I am your friend anyway. Everyone in the Black Forest thinks the potions I refine are very effective."
Zhou Qingfeng smiled "hehe", without the slightest thought of changing his mind, "As long as my villagers get sick less, keep my subordinates away from poison and plague, and let our little power go further, you will be rewarded. of.
I welcome everyone to join, and I look forward to your achievements. But I hope you will change your appearance. I know you want to be respected, but respect is not obtained by misunderstanding and fear, and it will not bring gratitude and trust. "
Zhou Qingfeng even stood up voluntarily and stretched out his hand to a'tuberculosis ghost'.
A few'tuberculosis ghosts' were stunned, staring at Zhou Qingfeng's extended palm for a long time. One of them hesitated for a long time before drying himself up, stretched out his wrinkled palm, laughed bitterly at himself and said, "No one wants to shake my hand for a long time."
"Actually, I am also a little scared." Zhou Qingfeng smiled, "but I have such a little confidence, and I am willing to give such a little trust. I believe that the old Borg will not let me down.
"Of course. Although I am not a good person, I also have principles." Old Borg shouted, "I never hurt those who are willing to respect me."
Zhou Qingfeng said "OK" to this. He is very clear that early medical research was developed from inexplicable witchcraft, which was misunderstood and discriminated against.
For an anatomical picture of the human body, the pioneers of modern medicine even went to steal the corpse. Those who can study toxins and diseases can become the best doctors right now.
The world of swords and magic has more mysterious powers, but the basic principles will not change. Old Borg was hated and expelled elsewhere, and he could only live in the Black Forest, but it did not mean that the abilities they mastered were useless.
Zhou Qingfeng turned his head again, and the next visitor was a necromancer shrouded in black robe. Except for his mummy-like arm wrapped in rags, there is only one pair of eyes shining red in the black robe.
This is an uninvited guy, no one invited him. He heard that the elven ruins appeared, and he also heard the story of Harmony Village, and then he boarded the carriage that drove out of Coldwind City. This guy even used arcane magic to influence the coachman's mind, and he didn't pay the fare.
"Mr., please show your identity and pay the fare by the way. Otherwise, we will not be able to talk." Zhou Qingfeng said. For the tuberculosis ghosts, he just doesn't like the appearance of each other. He really hated this necromancer.
If everyone gets on the bus without buying a ticket, how can this work
There will be no motivation to drive.
"My name?" The gloomy necromancer chuckled. "I have lived too long and have used countless names. You can call me whatever you want. As for the fare? I dare to give it, dare you dare Do you accept it?"
Under the black robe, the necromancer stretched out his other hand. This is the arm of a monster. It is furry and covered with dense steel bristles. It is also extremely large and stout. The palm of his hand was spread out, and a coin with a shining strange luster appeared in the palm of his hand.
The arm of the monster flicked slightly, and the coins flew up and down in front of Zhou Qingfeng. Everyone looked at it. The coin was broken and the pattern was blurred, but there was a layer of light attached to its surface.
Old Borg saw this coin and immediately shouted in surprise: "Victor, don't touch that damn coin. This guy is Mondino the Soulcatcher. He used this trick to take the souls of countless people. ."