I played the world alone

Chapter 161 Precious Wizard Blood
Sweet took a closer look at the merchandise on the shelf.

There are slender wooden boxes on display, which should contain magic wands, and strangely colored transparent glass potions. Under the already dim light, it reflects the light of colorful neon, which looks very strange.

Of course, there are also the carcasses of small animals that were made into taxidermy.

Birds, mice, bugs...

There is also a head that is suspected to be an elk hanging on the top, but it is much smaller than a normal elk.

There are even some unknown parts of body tissue soaked in bottles and jars, and it seems that the pungent formalin smell can be smelled through the glass.

If it were placed in another place, he would definitely feel that this is some kind of strange exhibition hall, which specializes in strange things to attract attention.

But here, he was willing to believe that it was true.

"Can you show me?"

"Oh sir, of course. But you know, the value of these things is very... well, very high."

Hodge shrugged, took a slender wooden box from the cabinet, and took out a wand from it.

"This wand is worth two thousand pounds."

"And it's the cheapest one out there."

"So expensive?"

Sweet put away his contemptuous thoughts, took it carefully, and looked it up in his hand.

It feels very good in the hand, even if he is not a wizard, he can still feel comfortable, probably the type that he would love to put it down in childhood.

He thought of the one the two brothers had, which looked like crude trash by comparison.

"Is there a difference between wands?" He pointed to the two brothers, "Theirs are also very special..."

Hodge laughed.

"Of course. You get a good wand if you can afford it. They probably didn't buy theirs, but made them themselves."

Sweet was a little strange: "Do it yourself? Can the wand be self-made?"

"Of course. And the production method is much simpler than those in those movies." Hodge put away his smile, and took a few test tubes with corks from the depths of the shelf.

Inside the test tube is a dark red liquid.

Smelling a familiar smell of blood, Sweet's complexion changed slightly.

"Blood?"

"Yes, the blood of a wizard with magic power." Hodge shook the test tube lightly, "This thing is the source of all magic props, wands, potions, etc. are all made of this thing."

"And the more powerful the wizard's blood, the better the effect, and the higher the price."

"For example, just such a small tube, do you know how much it's worth?"

Sweet tried to guess a number: "£1000?"

"No, no, that's too low." Hodge smiled, "Need to add a zero at the end."

"1 pounds?!"

Even Sweet, who thought he had seen a lot of big things in the world, couldn't help but take a breath.

For such a small tube, 100ml is enough.

This thing is worth more than those illegal little pills!
"Of course, not all wizard's blood is so valuable." Hodge looked at the two brothers, "Like those two idiots, the bid is only one-fifth at most, which is considered to be higher than the market price."

That's two thousand pounds, which is high enough.

The two brothers felt that Sweet looked at them strangely, and hurriedly added: "However, this kind of blood with magic power will cause certain damage to the wizard himself, and it will take a certain period of time to recover, so generally speaking, if it is not really short of money, it will not be sold."

Hodge smiled and continued: "Apply this blood on the prepared wand raw material. The raw material must also be a part of the tree that has absorbed the magical blood."

"In this way, there is probably... well, a 10% chance to get a magic wand, and the final quality cannot be guaranteed."

"It can only be said that the higher the magic power content of the blood, the better the quality."

"Moreover, once a wand is used by its owner, no one else can use it, unless the original owner dies or is passed on to the next generation. Oh, by the way, there are also two biological brothers."

He glanced at the pair of poor brothers again.

"Of course, there are many rules. As a layman, I can only give a general idea. Without the assistance of professional craftsmen, if you just want to follow these steps, then I can tell you directly that the failure rate is 100%."

Hodge spread his hands.

Sweet looked at the stuffed animal thoughtfully: "Could it be that these animals were also fed with blood?"

"Of course, there is no other way." Hodge nodded, "People have tried various methods, plants, animals, insects..."

"Finally found these things that work."

"You probably don't know. In the beginning, wizards were so pitiful that they didn't even have magic wands. They only found a few usable initial magic wands in some antique shops."

"Then some wands got broken or got lost for some reason, and they realized they had to figure out a way to make more wands."

"Later, they finally found a way through repeated failures and attempts. However, the best effect of all imitation wands so far is only half of those original wands."

"The price of those initial magic wands on the market is unimaginably high. There is even a price but no market..."

"Someone anonymously offered 3000 million US dollars to buy it on the black market, but no one sold it. If there is a chance, I really want to get one."

"Even if it's just a collection, it can make my reputation in the wizarding world soar!"

Sweet immediately thought of the wand in the old man's hand.

That thing is most likely the primordial wand.

However, he didn't say anything about it, but after returning the wand to the other party, he changed the question: "How did you wizards determine that the other party has wizard blood?"

It's impossible to write names automatically with a magic quill like in the novel.

"Do you officially want to train wizards yourself?" Hodge saw it at a glance.

"The conditions are not too difficult. First of all, you have to have wizards yourself. People with wizard blood often have some special places. Those with strong spirituality can affect a little bit of foreign objects even if they don't have a magic wand or a spell."

"If the spirituality is relatively weak, he needs other wizards to activate his talent."

"Activate?" Sweet repeated softly.

"Yes, it's like a key. Well, they are a locked treasure house, and what we hold in our hands is the key to unlock their talents."

"Here, it looks like this."

Hodge took out a wand from behind, and Sweet subconsciously tensed his muscles, but the other party didn't point at him, but pointed at the ceiling.

"Wizard Enlightenment."

He said in a low, hoarse voice.

(End of this chapter)