On the left side of Wall Street Road, in front of an ordinary alley, a handsome boy passed by holding a piece of black sesame bread. Suddenly, the bread in his hand dropped to the ground. He was shocked and bent down to pick it up, but the bread was stained. The dust, he didn't pick it up for a while, and he didn't pick it up, squatting in front of the bread, hesitating.
Pedestrians passing by on the street hurried to work, just glanced at it hurriedly, without paying much attention.
The boy lowered his head, as if he felt sorry for the bread, but no one saw his nose move slightly.
This boy is Du Dian. At this moment, his attention is all focused on the sense of smell, and he inhales lightly and shortly, so that the smell can rush to the olfactory cells at the top of the nose, making the senses more acute.
There are all kinds of smells on the street, but tracking smells is like a physical instinct, and you can master it without learning. Du Dian focused his senses on the smells from the hidden secret room in the alley. A faint outline of the secret room emerged.
"The smell of sulfur, the smell of yellow phosphorus... Someone? Three people? One of them smells a faint scent, it should be a girl." Du Dian was surprised. He didn't expect that there were people in this secret room at this moment. Could it be that these alchemist apprentices are talking about it every day? Experiment here
Du Dian thought for a while, and transferred his sense of smell to the residential houses on the street above the secret room, and immediately smelled a faint old gray smell inside, no one lived in it, and it seemed to be empty for a long time.
"Under this empty house is the alchemy chamber... The owner of the empty house has either died a long time ago, or he is the owner of this alchemy chamber." Du Dian thought to himself, he picked up the bread, patted the dust on it, and left along the street , Although through the scent capture, he didn't find anyone in the high-end positions of the buildings on both sides of the street, and there should be no one on guard.
Nevertheless, it is prudent to play the whole set.
After he left this street, he came to an adjacent street, found a small tailor shop, and entered it immediately.
An apprentice tailor boy greeted him, and said politely to Du Dian: "Guest, what do you need?"
Du Dian scanned the finished clothes hanging in the store, but couldn't find the style he needed, and immediately said: "Help me make a set of black and spacious robes, and an ordinary mask."
"Mask?" The tailor boy looked at him suspiciously, but said nothing, "When do you want it?"
"When will it be ready?" Du Dian asked.
"Tonight."
"Okay, I'll pick it up at this time tomorrow."
"No problem, what kind of material do you need, we have linen fiber, satin..."
"Strong and ordinary fabrics are fine." Du Dian asked, "How much is the deposit?"
The tailor apprentice boy thought for a while, and said: "If you want to be strong, thick linen fiber is the best. There are seven copper coins in total. The deposit is half, and you will receive three coins."
Du Dian immediately took out three copper coins and gave it to him, saying: "The robe should be a little bigger."
"Okay." The tailor apprentice boy agreed with a smile, took out a ruler to measure the proportion of Du Dian's body, and then wrote a note to Du Dian, saying: "Just come and pick it up tomorrow."
Du Dian put away the note, left the tailor shop, and muttered: "The next thing is the tattoo."
If you want to sneak into that stronghold, you must prove that you are an alchemist, and the most credible way to prove it is to show your alchemy tattoo.
However, this era is far from mastering lasers. Once tattoos get on his body, it is difficult to wash them off. Every time he comes back from hunting outside the wall, he will be checked to prevent the virus from being brought into the wall. There is no way to hide it tattoos.
He pondered for a moment, and finally decided to take a risk.
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An ink raw material factory in the eastern suburbs, like most factories, is located in a remote location, close to the radiation area.
Du Dian came here, and when stopped by the guard, he showed his guard's medal and said, "I'm here for business, and by the way, check your production environment routinely."
The two guards were a little stunned, and they checked repeatedly before confirming that they were right. One of them winked at the other, and then said to Du Dian, "Wait a minute, I'll help you report right away."
Du Dian nodded and stood at the door waiting.
After a while, the former guard trotted out with a short and fat middle-aged man. The middle-aged man saw Du Dian from a distance, and was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he did not expect such a young guard, who looked like a just mature However, he immediately put on a smile and said politely: "Hello, why didn't you tell me in advance if you want to come for an inspection? Aren't we always under the supervision of Mr. Crowe?"
Du Dian waved his hand and said: "I just stopped by to have a look, mainly to find you to do some business, do you have Galla ink here?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and asked in confusion, "Galla ink? This is very small, and production has been discontinued. Now everyone uses carbon ink."
"That's good." Du Dian nodded and said, "Give me a bottle of Galla ink raw materials."
"Uh..." The middle-aged man choked suddenly, looked him up and down, and said, "Just one bottle?"
Du Dian coughed lightly, and was also a little embarrassed. After all, this is a factory rather than a store. However, it is difficult to sell Galla ink raw materials in the store, so he can only come here.
"How much?" Du Dian asked the price directly, not giving him a chance to refuse.
The middle-aged man was speechless, but he still maintained a polite attitude and said, "What are you talking about money with me, just treat it as a gift from me."
Seeing this, Du Dian was not polite and said, "I'm short on time, so I need it now."
"No problem." The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "Do you want this, nothing... anything else?"
Du Dian smiled and said, "It's just on the way."
Only then did the middle-aged man heave a sigh of relief, knowing that he was a false alarm, he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll let someone pick it up for you." After speaking, he turned and left. After a while, a skinny young man brought Du Dian a bottle of dark ink.
Du Dian can smell the ink inside without opening the bottle cap. It is galla ink. This ink was used in the early days in the wall. Later, people learned to use coal to make carbon ink. This kind of expensive ink is expensive. , Gradually fewer and fewer people bought it.
Du Dian left with the ink, went to the store to pick up a bottle of men's perfume, took it home, and locked it in his small room.
The smell of Galla ink is much lighter than carbon ink, and carbon ink is often used by people, and the smell is more familiar, which is why Du Dian went to the trouble to buy Galla ink.
"It's a pity that there is no activated carbon here, otherwise the smell inside will be completely eliminated." Du Dian secretly said, he poured out part of the ink into a small bowl, and then poured some of the lighter perfume he chose into it to absorb the smell After neutralizing and smelling it, he felt that the smell did not become weird, so he was relieved, and then took off his shirt, revealing a healthy wheat-colored body.
Du Dian looked down at the magic mark on his chest, and secretly said: "I don't know if those alchemist apprentices recognize this magic mark. Anyway, it's better to hide it." Immediately dip the ink on the quill pen, and run it along the chest The blood-red magic mark in front of him was drawn away, and the cold ink fell on the magic mark, smearing the blood-vessel-like magic mark into black.
"This dagger scar should also be covered up so as not to attract attention." Du Dian drew the ink along the dagger scar again. The scar was vertical, but the magic scar was horizontal. After painting, Du Dian found two The pens are crossed together, which happens to be a black cross.