Faced with Barry's glare, Richard responded calmly.
He looked at the other person quietly for a few seconds and said slowly: "You know, your current performance has a special name in one place - it is called incompetent rage. This means that the angrier you are now, the more incompetent you are in fact. The object of your anger is not anyone else but yourself."
"I..." After hearing what Richard said, Barry blinked hard, as if he was touched. It was as if the deepest wound in his heart had been opened and a large handful of sea salt was sprinkled on it. The expression on his face was a little distorted and his body was slowly shaking.
After a few seconds, he bent his knees, squatted on the ground little by little, held his head with his hands, and said with a somewhat frustrated voice: "I have poor talent, what can I do, I am no match for that bastard Noah. You Tell me, how can I beat Noah?"
Richard lightly shrugged: "I may have an idea, but I'm not your relative, so why should I tell you?"
Barry: "..."
"Okay, the twenty minutes I gave you have almost passed. You'd better take the time to answer my question."
"What?"
"You just said that your ancestors will have a "Blood Book" that records the results of the ancestors' research on blood magic for hundreds of years, right?"
"right."
"Then I want to confirm how many research results are recorded in the "Blood Code" and what do they include?"
"There are probably more than a hundred blood spell analysis, and more than thirty of them are currently in normal use - before, the spell puppet I used for sneak attacks was an application of a spell analysis called 'flesh puppet'.
In addition, the remaining seventy or so are all relatively unpopular blood spell analysis. The conditions are a bit harsh and the difficulty is relatively high. Therefore, even if there are records of analysis results, the people in the meeting are not able to master some details. The records have been lost, and forced use is likely to cause immeasurable backlash.
Nuo An just wants to complete these details, increase his prestige and consolidate his position by restarting research, so that it will be difficult for the old people in the meeting who are not convinced by him and think that I am more qualified to be the leader to influence him. "
After hearing what he said, Richard nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself: "Is there an analysis of more than a hundred blood spells..."
The number of blood spells he has collected so far is about forty to less than fifty. Most of them are low-level spells, and a few are high-level spells. In this way, the so-called "Blood Code" is of relatively great value to him, and he can try to "borrow it back" and copy it.
By removing some duplicate blood spells and some worthless blood spells, he could get twenty to thirty new spells, which would save him several months of collection time.
So, speaking of it, it was well worth the high price to buy the blood seal.
Even if there will be some trouble, such as an attack by the Ancestral Spirit Society, it is still possible to get more blood spells, which can almost be regarded as a gift.
Of course, it's still a little too early to be happy now.
What the male wizard Barry said has not been verified. Because he is very proficient in making up lies, he will not fully believe any single word. He must verify it carefully before he can plan some actions.
Taking a breath, Richard looked at Barry and asked aloud: "What you said, including the contents recorded in the Blood Book, the history of the Ancestral Spirit Society, and your experience, is there anything to prove that you are not lying? "
"Ah?" Barry was stunned for a moment, then said angrily, "What, you think I'm lying to you?"
"I told you everything without any secret, and you still doubt me? That's too much, it's really too much..." Barry whispered, his expression becoming very unhappy.
Richard took a look and was not affected. He just asked again to confirm: "So, you can't confirm what you said, right?"
"yes."
"Well, it seems that I need to trouble you in this regard. I hope you didn't lie to me." Richard said calmly. After speaking, he turned and walked out.
After walking out of the door, Richard's thoughts turned quickly: If he wanted to verify Barry's words, it was easy or difficult to say. The key was that he needed the support of a powerful intelligence system.
In this regard, it is naturally the easiest thing to turn to the black-faced old man Oscar. But as I said before, the exchange between him and Oscar is of equal value. Now that he is away from the Truth Society, it is difficult to provide the other party with what he needs, so it is better to use the favors owed by the other party sparingly.
If possible, try not to ask Oscar for help and let others help.
In this regard, there are still a few days until the next antiquities exchange meeting. Considering that the Antiquities Exchange Association is only a loose organization and relies mainly on the sharing of information among its members, the Antiquities Exchange Association is not a good choice.
The best thing is to spend money or other costs to directly purchase relevant information about the Ancestral Spirit Society from some people.
In this way, simple and efficient.
The black market in Faroe City can satisfy such needs. By chance, he met an old friend who was doing well in the black market in Faroe City.
Thinking of this, Richard smiled and left the Garden of Eden.
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the other side.
In the main laboratory, Richard left immediately, leaving Barry alone, which left Barry stunned.
Are you so worried about him? Aren't you afraid of him causing some damage
Barry stood up, his eyes flickering as he thought in surprise. After a few seconds, his expression dropped again.
Well, in fact, Richard really doesn’t have to worry about him causing any damage. After all, he has been fed a strange potion by Richard. He is just an ordinary person, what bad things can he do
Even if he is dying, there are still white-haired old men and eight-armed skeletons here. Anyone who comes by can easily take care of him.
Therefore, he really didn't dare to do any damage. Staying where he was was the best choice.
But then again...
Barry covered his somewhat shriveled stomach, clicked his tongue, and looked at the potions in the many cupboards in the main laboratory, his thoughts divergent.
If he doesn't do any damage, he can always find something to eat, right? He had been hungry for three days before. Richard was afraid that he would faint during the questioning, so he gave him a tube of sweet soup called "nutrient solution" to drink. After drinking, although I am no longer so hungry, I am still far from full.
Judging from Richard's appearance just now, he may have doubts about what he said, but generally he was quite satisfied. In this case, if he drinks another tube or two of "nutrient solution" sweet soup, Richard probably won't punish him.
In fact, it is possible that Richard acquiesced in him doing this. After all, leaving him here without saying any unnecessary words was considered an attitude by Richard - letting him move freely.
Thinking of this, Barry looked at the potions in the cabinet with green eyes, licked his tongue, stepped forward, and began to select carefully.