Thinking of this, Fang Senyan's heart moved, his eyes suddenly opened, he grabbed the ball of white cloth and unfolded it!
Lines and lines of chaotic black writing suddenly appeared on it. It seems that there are no rules at all, ah! To put it simply, you can understand it as Saruman's essays/Weibo... These messy thoughts that were sent on the spur of the moment were treated as venting graffiti and left on this rag.
Sheyan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, thinking in her heart that something is better than nothing, and then she began to read seriously, but what Sheyan never expected was that these random words and sentences written by Saruman were actually It has nothing to do with the half a dime of experience in preparing potions! ! !
"Recently, I discovered a misunderstanding. When throwing cursed genetic medicines, angle, strength and accuracy are also important. If factors such as wind speed are taken into consideration, it will be more complicated."
"I've recently found out about the addition of lead in a new blend of crystal vials..."
"It feels really good to throw the curse potion."
"Today's dinner is a bit light."
"Then if the bottle containing the potion had a crack beforehand..."
"The idiot Lutz screwed up three more experimental materials."
"Skipping 300 words below"
"..."
After Fang Sheyan read it with a depressed mood, yes, he reconfirmed one very important thing, that is, Saruman really did not leave any information about the preparation of medicine on this "rag"... No Knowing what kind of madness the old man has gone, besides nonsense, most of the information left on it is actually some experience and whimsy about potion throwing/containing. Sheyan, who couldn't believe his eyes, looked at the scrawled handwriting carefully again, and his whole body became icy cold. He really felt that it was a waste of effort.
But every second of life is full of unfathomability. In the next second, the melodious voice of the nightmare imprint sounded:
"Contractor No. 1018 discovered Saruman's experimental experience and read it carefully."
"Scanning: Contractor No. 1018 possesses related skills: Orc genetic fluid preparation (incomplete)."
"Computing..."
"Contractor No. 1018, you have entered the reading state from now on. In this state, you cannot move, attack or be attacked, otherwise you will exit the reading state."
"Your spiritual value/intelligence value is too low, the time spent in the reading state will be forced to be extended to the maximum, and there is a possibility of reading failure."
Fang Senyan's heart skipped a beat, and this obviously triggered related events. He stood still in place according to the reminder of the nightmare imprint, and failed three times very sadly. After a full eight minutes, he got the most pleasant reminder:
"The reading status is over."
"Contractor 1018 gained new insight from Saruman's experiment log."
"Your sixth-level ability: Orc genetic fluid preparation (incomplete) has been enhanced as follows (passive)."
"When you throw a curse potion at the enemy, when the curse potion hits the ground, it will form a diffuse shock wave centered on the landing point, and the enemy hit by the shock wave will be stunned for 1 second."
"The range affected by the shock wave is equal to the range affected by the poisonous mist formed after the cursed potion is broken."
"Any enemy in the poisonous fog will get the effect of reducing the movement speed/attack speed by 20% until the poisonous fog disappears or leaves the area of the poisonous fog."
"The poisonous mist formed by the curse potion lasts for fifteen seconds, but it can be dispelled or purified."
"You can also throw beneficial potions at allies to form a cloud of smoke that lasts for ten seconds. Allies within a range of ten meters centered on the landing point will get the range gain effect corresponding to the potion. At the same time, the movement speed/attack speed will increase by 3% , the acceleration effect lasts for 120 seconds."
"The range gain effect formed by throwing potions will be worse than the gain effect of drinking directly." (For example, throwing potions with +3 strength will produce the effect of group strength +2, and throwing potions with agility +3 spirit +3 will produce is the effect of range +2/+2)
"Warning: From now on, whenever you throw potions, you will consume 2 mental points."
"Is this okay too?" Sheyan, who suddenly got the reminder, really felt a windfall. He hurriedly mobilized the skill tree to take a look, and found that it was written clearly! !
"Then, if that's the case..." Fang Sheyan's eyes suddenly flashed a bright light. He began to stare blankly at the things in front of him, his eyes first resting on the stack of parchment on the right, and then at the goose feather dipping pen with a very hard tip beside him, and suddenly he yelled, the sound contained enlightenment , surprise, annoyance, regret, anxiety and other complex emotions.
Then Sheyan grabbed the top few pieces of parchment and stuffed them into his bosom, then took a piece of thin silk from the table next to him, and frantically ran towards the stairs leaving the mage tower! Nervous like a monkey whose ass has been roasted by fire!
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It can be said that Sheyan was lucky, because he was not caught until he ran out of the mage tower and reached the edge of the orc city.
But it can also be said that Fang Sheyan is unlucky, because it only takes ten seconds at most, he can disappear behind rocks, bushes, and snow, so that he will never be noticed by the first batch of half-orcs who retreated earlier. And then frantically chased after him.
Don't forget that Sheyan has been weakened to the extreme right now! In terms of data, it is: strength 8 points/agility 6 points/physical strength 12 points/perception 11 points/charm 6 points/wisdom 5 points/spirit 4 points super waste! !
The soft snow crunched and creaked when trampled on it. It had been a long time since Fang Sheyan had gasped for air so hard that his lungs almost exploded. He grabbed a mouthful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth. Chewing big mouthfuls, his Adam's apple squirmed greedily and swallowed the melted ice water.
If it wasn't for the "Blessing of the Dawn Spirit" blessed by Wu Ge's sister, which can effectively assimilate Sheyan with the resonance of nature, those half-orcs who are chasing after him must have caught Sheyan a hundred times!
Even so, the snow on the ground that appeared from time to time would still use Sheyan's footprints to point out the direction for the pursuers behind.
"These damned guys, I absolutely can't be caught now!!" Fang Senyan yelled in his heart. Although he was very determined, his physical weakness at this time greatly restricted his performance.
Although there is a rock behind him, the pursuers cannot see his figure for a while, but in front of him is a long snow slope with at least seventy-five degrees. Still there! I also dared to do a difficult running, jumping and skating, but now... If I dare to do this, then I am undoubtedly looking for death, oh no, I have returned to the space early.
The panting sounds of the three half-orcs chasing after them were getting closer and closer, and they were still about a hundred meters away at most! Fang Senyan gritted his teeth, sat down on the snow slope with his buttocks, and slid down with his hands supporting him. Before he slid more than halfway, he lost his balance and rolled down from the top, his face was scratched. A terrible scar! There were also bruises on the elbows and legs.
But even so, Sheyan endured the pain and continued to run stumbling while panting heavily. Yes, although his current physical fitness has been returned to its original shape, the experience and experiences he gained during his world adventures are also the most precious wealth! Still able to support him to continue to escape, the little bit of blood spilled on the ground, like shocking bright red pocket signposts guiding the enemy's pursuit direction!
In front was a deserted forest, perhaps because some trees were more tenacious in their vitality, they could still sprout green buds amidst the ice and snow. Fang Senyan didn't seem to notice this, and turned his head. He rushed into this desolate forest without turning back, and the distance between the three half-orcs behind him was getting closer and closer, shortening from 100 meters to less than 50 meters.
The half-orcs were obviously fatter than Fang Senyan. They rushed into the woods cursing. Naturally, they collided with the tree trunks. The snow on the branches scattered like hail. The half-orc in the lead Immediately swearing, filthy language emerges endlessly, the end is to swallow two mouthfuls of snow, and shiver tremblingly.
They continued walking for about seven or eight seconds, when all the orcs suddenly heard a voice.
The sound was very strange, like the gurgling sound of a large pot of stewing water boiling, blunt and heavy, mixed with a sound that sounded like farting.
The half-orc who was in the lead immediately stopped and looked around vigilantly.
Because he felt that the weird voice was the closest to him, but unfortunately he got nothing. However, the other two half-orcs suddenly looked at him with strange expressions, and their eyes stayed on their boss's stomach—because the voice came from his stomach.
Suddenly, the half-orc in the head fell to the ground with distorted expression and pain, and then his eyes became dull and twitched. In a very short time, the life left his body, and then you can see its ears, eyes, nose, mouth Grass-green shoots suddenly grew out of it, and it seemed that a large number of seeds in its body were taking root, sprouting and multiplying!
In less than a minute, the half-orc was decomposed as if it had been rotting for several months, even the bones were rotten and gray, like a broken corpse! On the top of the mummy, large patches of green grass grew.