The witch doctors in the Black Forest inevitably research poisons. Old Borg dismantled the corpse to observe the effects of poisons. Zhou Qingfeng frowned and followed the instructions of the'shadow': "Your witch doctor, your poison formula is wrong, and the craftsmanship is wrong."
The old Borg was going to rush people, and his face was even more sinking when he heard the words, "Young people, don't just criticize other people's professional fields. I am a witch doctor, and my formula can never be wrong."
Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and pointed to the plaque on the corpse on the dissection platform and said: "You are preparing paralysis potions and experimenting with a living person. But this person died after at least half a day of trauma and poisoning. His skin was full of congestion, normal. The paralysis poison is not such an effect."
Old Borg suddenly opened his mouth and murmured and had to lower his tone after a long time, "Young man, do you really know how to prepare potions? There may be a problem with my formula, but I have never known what is wrong? Do you have the correct formula?"
The correct formula? Of course there is!
"Shadow" spoke, Zhou Qingfeng repeated, and a correct version of the "paralysis poison" formula appeared. The materials used black forest viper serum, blood-sucking vine pulp and so on. Distillation, extraction, quantitative synthesis and other fine processing methods are required.
According to the description of'Shadow', Zhou Qingfeng believes that this is a nerve agent with fast onset, wide application and long validity period. The poison can be applied to the arrow or the blade, and once it enters the blood, it can forcibly interfere with the nervous system and cause cardiac arrest.
This is more fierce than general poisons, and much more advanced than using a knife to slash human flesh into pieces.
Zhou Qingfeng verbally reported that the old dwarf felt novel at first. He hurriedly found paper and pen, and meticulously copied the prescriptions and manufacturing process sentence by sentence, and then read it several times.
After reading it, the old dwarf decided that Zhou Qingfeng was definitely a'medical master'. He himself didn't know which wild road he came from. He was thinking about doing research without any systematic study and accumulation.
Just by looking at the messy piles of things in this shack, you know that its level is very limited. But this is the way witch doctors are, similar to Minke.
The formula of'paralysis poison' is not complicated. It may be clear in a few simple words. This is a professional performance in itself—the key is..., "You use demonized bat dung as the poison base, In fact, Ambergris should be used."
Regarding Zhou Qingfeng's words, the old dwarf tried word by word, and asked repeatedly about the key points that he didn't understand. Zhou Qingfeng also gave it a few words about the physiological structure of the human body, which made the other party feel very rewarding, overjoyed, danced on the spot and laughed happily.
When talking about Ambergris, the old dwarf crumbled, "I know I should use Ambergris, but where can I find a dragon?" After speaking, his eyes lit up suddenly, "Just now Todd said you met a dragon. ? You have ambergris, right?"
Todd said in Zhou Qingfeng's ear: "Old Borg is a believer in Talona, the goddess of poison and disease. He is not interested in wealth and status, and likes to develop poison most. Give him ambergris, and he will definitely take us in. ."
Compared to the main gods with powerful divine powers, Talona is only weak divine power, the strength is far different, and it is not a level at all. But this god is not a kind existence either.
The followers of Talona are not good people, they want enough awe but have a distorted personality. If anyone dares to provoke them, they will be poisoned secretly or contract a disease as revenge.
"I said... Old Borg, can you stop jumping around in front of my eyes?" Zhou Qingfeng stopped the dwarf old man from being frantic, and asked remindingly: "You have potions here. Tools? Beakers, test tubes, heating dishes and the like."
"There is, of course I have." The old dwarf carefully packed the formula provided by Zhou Qingfeng, and shouted at the outside of the shack: "My stupid servants, come in and tidy up the house. There is a respectable person today. The guests are here."
A few cowering servants came in outside the shack and started to clean up in a hurry.
The cleaning work is mainly to put some of the corpse's internal organs randomly littered into a wooden frame, and then take a few corpse-cutting knives to clean. By the way, ventilate the shack to let the bloody and foul smell dissipate.
The servants were busy, and the old dwarf also smiled at Zhou Qingfeng: "Young man, I noticed your difference at first glance. You must be from a distinguished family. I wonder if I can know the whole family of yours. name?"
"I...? My name is Victor Hugo." Uncle Zhou thought for a while, raised his head and shouted: "My origin is naturally very noble. My nation has thousands of years of historical heritage. My race even has dragon blood."
The descendants of the dragon have the blood of the dragon, right
But these words shocked the old Borg, and the orcs were also extremely shocked.
In the world of swords and magic, the dragon bloodline is no joke. Those who dare to say this are definitely from extraordinary backgrounds. Todd blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Victor, can your bloodline really be traced back to a certain dragon?"
"Of course." Zhou Qingfeng said affirmatively. He thought to himself: "I didn't say that I was the successor of the **. It would be nice. A huge empire with more than one billion people is waiting for me, but I don't know when I can go to work."
The answer is half affirmative and half ridiculous.
Todd sighed again, "Victor, I knew you must be a born nobleman, but I didn't expect you to have such a noble blood. No wonder you are not afraid of the red dragon called Alatis."
Even'Shadow' is very interested in Zhou Qingfeng's'Dragon Vessel' lineage. It has pondered over and over again, but it did not deny the authenticity of the'Dragon Vessel', but only asked suspiciously..., "Vick Much. Hugo, which dragon has your bloodline inherited?"
The "Shadow", who has an unknown origin and extraordinary ability, asked very seriously, but Zhou Qingfeng just wanted to hold his forehead with his hands—I just wanted to pretend to be forced. Why do you all believe it
"No, this is a secret." Zhou Qingfeng refused to answer, after all, he couldn't answer. He only urged the old dwarf: "I will pay you this potion formula and give you some ambergris. You can always find us a place to live?"
Todd also helped out, "Yes, the Black Forest is about to be in chaos, we must be prepared and take a good rest." He said to Zhou Qingfeng: "Victor, don't be so stingy. Give it to Old Borg. Order ambergris, I know you have a lot."
"Just give me some ambergris, and I will immediately arrange a place for you to ensure a comfortable stay." Old Borg exclaimed, "Your Excellency Hugo, please be generous. I can buy it at a high price."
Zhou Qingfeng and Todd seemed to be playing double acting. The conversation was really bluffing. The old witch doctor in the voodoo swamp was aroused by great curiosity and the boss with eyes wide open. The servants gathered in the shack all pricked their ears, one by one, they wandered around, whispering to each other.
Everyone has already decided in their hearts that a noble figure has arrived in the voodoo swamp. He actually has the blood of a dragon, and he also has a precious dragon's saliva.
Waiting for the servants to pack up and walk out of the shack, the news spreads in the settlement like wings. The more it spreads, the more magical it spreads, and the more it spreads, the more outrageous it spreads. Every time someone’s mouth is passed, the rumors will add oil and jealousy.
Within a short time, the rumors turned into rumors-a powerful warlock with dragon blood came to the voodoo swamp. He possessed magical treasures and was going to look for huge treasures hidden in the forest for many years.
When the rumor that'exported to domestic sales' came back to Zhou Qingfeng's ears, he was simply stunned.
Dragon blood
Powerful Warlock
Hidden treasure
I'm just a first-level rookie!