A few days later.
During the day, the weather was clear, the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was cloudless.
Richard was flipping through the wizard's book "Chapter of Monroe" on the table in the laboratory and main laboratory. After reading for a long time, he frowned and walked away.
He opened a wooden box with a "squeak" and took out several rings engraved with magic patterns - all bought from the underground market. He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought about how to transform them.
After temporarily withdrawing from the cemetery a few days ago, Richard had some ideas on how to conduct his second cemetery exploration.
The failure of the first cemetery expedition, in a sense, exposed some problems with his current fighting method: in order to be efficient, he relied heavily on close combat, so he lacked sufficient long-range spell attacks.
This is an advantage for dealing with some ordinary wizard apprentices, and can even be crushed. Even if you are facing a real wizard, as long as you pay a certain price and get close enough to the opponent, you can briefly compete or even kill him. For example, Solmen of the mysterious organization was killed by him in an unexpected way, breaking off his head.
But there are pros and cons.
This method is very difficult to deal with large-scale enemies, such as those beetles in the cemetery.
It would take several days and nights to kill all the beetles using close combat alone. There is almost no room for error - if you make any mistakes, you will be swallowed up by beetles.
This does not mean that the path he chose before was wrong. It can only mean that the enemies he faces are changing, and he must make some corresponding changes. Ring No. 1 and Ring No. 2 can no longer meet all needs, and new magic pattern rings need to be added to adapt more comprehensively.
So it would be better to add a few new magic pattern rings? What spells should be engraved on the newly added magic ring? How to interpret these spells
Can we use low-level spells in conjunction with high-level spells to unleash the power of high-level spells
Can you try to modify the magic pattern so that it uses free energy elements to release instead of mana, so as to adapt to the spellcasting method of the Apocalypse Wizard
Richard kept thinking.
In the corner of the laboratory, Pandora glanced at Richard and washed the test tubes happily.
"Crash", the test tube is broken, it's okay, just replace it with a new one and continue washing.
"Crash", the test tube broke again, it's okay, just replace it with a new one and continue washing.
"Crash", both test tubes were broken again. It's okay. Let's change another one and continue washing.
"Wow..."
The test tube shattered again...
After washing for a long time, Pandora frowned and tilted her head, looked at Richard and asked: "Richard, do you still have test tubes? I have washed (broken) these."
Richard: "Well, this..."
…
In the blink of an eye, it was a few days later.
"Wow, wow, wow..."
Pandora has already started to wash the beaker, because she has washed very few test tubes.
Next to him, Richard looked at the contents of "The Chapter of Monroe", frowned and thought, and from time to time he was writing and drawing on the table with a quill. Occasionally, I heard a crisp "crash" sound from Pandora's position. I turned my head and looked over, covering half of my face, with a slight twitch in my expression, as if I had a toothache.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Bang, bang, bang! My dearest friend, I...I have a delivery for you..."
The voice came from outside the courtyard door, and when Richard heard it, he knew it was Alex.
Looking at Pandora, Richard ordered: "You continue to brush the beaker here, um, brush slowly, I will show up to take a look."
"Oh." Pandora nodded in agreement, and Richard stepped out.
Walking into the yard and opening the door, Richard saw a shabby carriage parked on the street outside. Alex, his body trembling with fat, was carrying two people with the help of a groom who was so old that he was going to his grave. A stack of boxes staggered down.
Richard made way for Alex to walk into the courtyard and carefully placed the box on the ground.
"call-"
Alex put down the box, took a long breath, wiped his sweat, and said to Richard: "My dearest friend, Mr. Richard, you entrusted me to make the glass tube before, I will handle it for you. Look. Look, they are all good glass tubes. There is no better glass tube than this one in the whole Baishi City. If you don’t believe it, I can swear it - I swear it in the name of my great ancestor!"
Richard glanced at Alex and didn't believe what the black-hearted fat man said. He stepped forward, opened the box, and inspected the goods carefully.
There are sixteen horizontal and vertical rows in the box, and one box contains 256 glass test tubes.
Alex was beside him and said, fearing that Richard would not know how to count: "My dearest friend, Mr. Richard, I am bleeding heavily this time. For the sake of our friendship, I gave you six more glass test tubes in each box. Two boxes are 12 sticks! 12 sticks!”
"Really?" Richard responded, casually taking out a glass tube from the box, placing it under the sun and squinting to observe.
Alex danced loudly and said: "Your Excellency Richard, look at the transparency of this glass tube and the fine workmanship. It is definitely top-notch—the top-grade among top-grades! Don't worry, I will definitely I won’t deceive you with fake products.”
Richard chuckled and was speechless, because he could see that the quality of the glass test tube could only be regarded as average. Although it was not inferior, it could not be called excellent. However, he does not have high requirements for glass test tubes, as long as they meet the expected standards and can be used. After all, the fate of most of these test tubes will become the souls of Pandora's men. The difference between good and bad is not too big.
With this in mind, Richard put the glass tube back into the box, looked at Alex and asked, "What's the price of this box of glass tubes?"
"That, is..." Alex held out two fingers, and Richard looked calm.
Alex rolled his eyes, and his two fingers immediately turned into five.
Richard raised his eyebrows subconsciously: This is a bit too shameless.
Alex noticed Richard's mood and said quickly: "Well, that's not five silver coins, and certainly not two silver coins. It's actually... two and a half silver coins, yes, two and a half silver coins."
To prove that this was what he thought from the beginning, he repeated the previous gesture.
"Two!" Hold out two fingers first.
"Half!" He stretched out five fingers.
"Look, it's really two and a half silver coins. I didn't lie to you, Mr. Richard." Alex said with great honesty.
"Two and a half silver coins?" Richard blinked and said slowly, "I think your price is a little high, Alex."
"Huh? This..."
"In my opinion, according to the mass of this glass tube, which is about one silver coin, one and a half silver coins is the limit."
"This, this..." Alex sweated on the tip of his nose, "But... maybe the glass factory has increased prices..."
"Uh, right!" Alex suddenly thought of something and ran out of the yard quickly, ran to the broken carriage, took down a small box from it, and ran back with it in his arms.