"Are there any other recipes?" Ask continued to ask using the voice generator.
"I don't have the formula for Life I, but I have a clue," said Compartment 10. "Forty pounds."
"Deal," Ask said.
The banknote was swept away by the shadow, and after a moment, a note was delivered.
"Please go to the slum city street, house 44, Dolok Road at 12 o'clock tonight. The Life I formula you want is there."
"Is this... an invitation?" Nora was a little hesitant.
"Yeah, I have some impression." Ask recalled that this seemed to be a side quest.
"Impression?" Nora was puzzled.
"It's okay, I'll go with you tonight." Ask said.
Nora immediately felt relieved and put the note away.
Ask asked again several times, but no one responded. Just when Medea and Peggy were a little disappointed, the host suddenly spoke:
"Life Steal I and Desire I are the potion sequences for the vampire route and succubus route respectively. I happen to have them, but what's the price you can pay?"
"Cash?" Ask asked.
"Okay, 1,000 pounds for one formula." The host leaned back in his chair leisurely, supporting his head with one hand. "Compared to the general price of Sequence I formula, it is ten times more expensive. However, this is a seller's market, and I am not short of money."
"Maybe we can use something else instead of cash." Ask thought to himself, if you want to take advantage of me, don't blame me for cheating you hard. "Like secret information?"
"You can roughly write down the information you think is valuable." The host said, "If I agree and am willing to buy it, please add more detailed information to complete the transaction."
"Okay." Ask wrote a sentence on the paper and handed it to the shadow tentacle in front of him.
The host took the note and read:
The whereabouts of Shadow Blade.
"I didn't expect you to be a historian." Through the transmission of the shadow tentacles, the host's undisguised voice sounded, sounding like a middle-aged man in the prime of life. "If you are talking about the sharp blade that Bruno used to assassinate Caesar at the end of the Third Age, I think I would still be interested."
"The clue to the Shadow Blade, whether true or false, should be worth 2,000 pounds." Ask replied.
"Yes, provided you can't forge it so well that I can see the flaws at a glance." The host replied, "Write it."
The girls were confused and didn't dare to go over to take a look. After all, from the host's tone, everyone knew that it was a very valuable weapon. The clue alone was worth 2,000 pounds. How much more valuable would the weapon itself be? It must be a precious item that only high-ranking people could use!
"It's done." Ask handed the note over. The shadow tentacles swept it away, and after a moment, two more sheets of paper were returned.
The other party approved it? Could it be that the clue written by Ask was true? Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"This is actually a loss," Medea couldn't help but say, "Two Sequence I formulas in exchange for a precious clue worth 2,000 pounds? I'll put up 500 pounds to buy it, and I'll definitely be able to buy it if I go to five or six gatherings of extraordinary people!"