Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 267 Kill the big cheetah man

In the Dark Potion Society, this group of people like to use living people to refine medicine in pursuit of immortality. Even the real evil gods like Wendigo think that they don’t have enough brains and are too stupid to recruit them into the team. They are afraid that they will affect the atmosphere, so they are initiated by the God of Death. Apothecary Dark Duel.

...Not every pharmacist can have a beautiful "card set" like Ji Ming's. Most of them don't even have a prescription that can completely guarantee that there will be no side effects after drinking it. They rummaged through the medicine box and found the weight. class.

Therefore, the so-called Dark Pharmacist Duel has a bit of the "ruthless" feeling of the Jinmen gangsters back then. Both parties in the duel have to make potions on site and then taste their finished products together. The prescriptions must be changed every round until the winner is determined. burden.

As for the way to determine the winner, first of all, the side that dares not drink is the loser.

As a pharmacist, you don't even dare to drink your own medicine. It shows that you don't respect the God of Medicine and His old man's instructions. You are boiling medicine and treating diseases indiscriminately. Damn it!

Secondly, those who dare to drink...

"Are you really drinking?"

But who can compare to the God of Death in terms of poison resistance? People are now starting to drink [biological and chemical nuclear bombs] little by little to increase their resistance. The pile of corpses is enough to form an army for one person.

Naturally, he single-handedly killed the entire Dark Pharmacy Society, drank eighteen cups of strange poison, and left with only corpses lying on the ground that had been poisoned to death.

Ji Ming, who had affixed a seal of silence, stood aside and silently watched the entire battle. He had a certain understanding of the current capabilities of his peers in this world.

"It's so cruel. You can use the blond girl's footbath water at nine o'clock in the evening to make the soup base. You can write this kind of prescription and drink it in public."

No wonder Team Iron Chain had an indifferent attitude when they saw that they were catching various poisonous insect lizards to make raw materials for potions. Then my prescription is indeed a normal one...

However, no matter how outrageous things are, they always have reference value. What if you learn it and then use the long-lost skill points to upgrade it and turn waste into treasure?

So Ji Ming started to touch their corpses with a compassionate attitude of cleaning up for his colleagues, and took out a lot of things from under the ferocious faces that looked like they were possessed by evil spirits.

"Well, why is there a little leather shoe that smells like rice in the arms of this foot-washing guy?"

……

"I'm sorry, I'm still your XP monster."

However, in addition to all kinds of dazzling materials and nonsense notes, Ji Ming also discovered something related to faith in them.

Looking up, in the deepest part of the rotunda facing the door, there is indeed a statue with a medicine bottle in the left hand and a spoon in the right hand. There is a big pot in front of it. The ball part is used by believers because of some good luck rumors. The hand-polished surface is shiny and even slightly reflective in the dark, a sitting girl with a smiling face.

"...So does this so-called God of Potions really exist?"

[It once existed, but later he tried to research a potion that could directly gain experience after taking it, but he drank himself to death]

Also, if it really existed, when I found out that my god had arrived as a pharmacist, I would have rushed over to him and worshiped him, doing my best to follow the dragon.

"That……"

[It’s not a beautiful girl, it’s just a big flying medicine bottle! 】

"Hey, what a pity. The five-meter-tall superalloy girl with a copper head and iron bones is so handsome."

As for the Succubus Society...

"What a coincidence, you're here too?"

"Yeah, why are you here too?"

"Hey, everyone is here!"

As the largest paid dating platform in the outer city, it is naturally the most popular target for most players.

Therefore, a total of thousands of people dispersed, but there were actually hundreds of people who came here. Everyone followed their true intentions and wanted to follow the genetic sages such as Mendel Morgan and explore the mysteries of the human body.

But when they rushed into it in a hurry, wanting to see if there were any easter eggs in my family's official website, it would be a harmonious hot coffee, etc., etc., so that they could become the number one hegemon in the world, but what caught their eyes was...

"Gift crab!"

Among a large group of male and female guests, next to the steel pipe on the stage was a...big green pepper that was constantly jumping up and down and twisting!

The players felt a thump in their hearts, thinking that they might be in trouble today. They didn't even open the red-name merit packets, and they all rushed in with all their strength.

As a result, no matter how they pushed the door open or opened or closed their eyes, all the attractive girls and excited boys were a large group of moving oversized fruits and vegetables!

“Ahhh, I hate broccoli!!!”

Black robes entered the scene, steel guns roared, and similar violent cleaning incidents occurred in almost every gang headquarters and core industry in the outer city.

It can only be said that in modern business wars, using boiling water to kill the opponent's money tree is just for fun. This wave of physical persuasion is a ruthless job of uprooting the money tree.

If there is a crime map in Sunshine City, then the brightest points on this map are quickly extinguishing. Players have successfully reduced the crime rate in Sunshine City using the most concise and clear hard-core method that is in line with the wisdom of the ancestors.

However, the fact that the weapons have been launched does not mean indiscriminate killing of innocent people. Their action goals are definite and limited. They only eliminated a few rampant gangs that had formed a deadly feud with them yesterday.

Among them, the main ones to be eliminated were those under the mercenaries, who were settling old and new grudges together. The second was the black gloves of the Federation of Commerce. They had heard a lot about this financial giant just two days after entering the city. Animal behavior.

Therefore, in this catastrophe, the ones who suffered the least damage were the small gangs under the Adventurers Association. After all, although they were not vindictive, many players had developed some friendship with the adventurers.

Today's Adventurer Association is already a precariously disabled person. If these blood transfusion pumps that are not flowing smoothly are broken again, the situation of the adventurers who have lost their shelter will only become more difficult.

Moreover, after the operation, they continued the classic operations they used to deal with the mercenaries. Ordinary members acted as volunteers, those with blood on their hands were flogged in public, those who committed murders were distributed to the mines, and those who pretended to be the boss's sunny doll.

Therefore, when the guards opened the city gate early the next morning as usual, there were already thousands of serious criminals standing in the darkness who were about to be taken to the underground world. Waiting for them would be the tried and tested reform through labor. and heavy corvee.

Although due to the chaos of public security, there were usually not many people captured and executed in the hands of the enemy, the guards had never seen such a large-scale exodus of people.

One of the guards was so frightened that he turned to ask the guard captain who had chosen to go to work early due to the recent chaos.

"Sir, should we let it go..."

The sullen-faced captain looked at the countless familiar faces in the crowd, who might have just had dinner together a few days ago, and could only close his eyes tremblingly.

"Let go! Otherwise, what should we do if we are also captured?"

In the inner city, if the conflict between the two parties the day before yesterday made the three forces suspicious, the gang's losses the night before yesterday shocked the three forces.

Last night, this group of Orientals took action brazenly, sweeping away countless evil forces in the outer city with blood and blood, and killed everyone with their horrific acts, which brought them back to the suspicion stage at the beginning.

It's just that the suspicion before was wondering where they came from. Could it be that there was a big change in the east?

The current suspicion is that these damn bastards will not rush to the inner city. The current inner city cannot withstand the torment of these barbarians!

After all, this kind of efficiency, this kind of mobilization, this kind of cooperation, at least with their energy and layout in the outer city, is absolutely impossible to achieve.

However, between the inner and outer cities, there is an indestructible defense shield that will be indestructible as long as there are no inner ghosts, as well as a gateway controlled by elite soldiers and generals from all major forces. As long as the Orientals can't sneak in, it doesn't matter if they cause trouble to the outer city for the time being, and then go out and kill them when the inner city gets better.

But let’s not talk about how such cowardly appeasement is possible, let’s just talk about the current division of interests between the three families in the inner city and the outer city.

The strong mountain people mercenary alliance can choose to ignore the damage they have suffered. Anyway, the dead bodies of the mountain people's iron hammers are enough for them to divide.

The business federation, which controls the city's economic lifeline, can choose to ignore the losses it has suffered. The poor people in the outer cities don't have much money anyway.

But today's Adventurers Association really can't stand the slightest blow. No matter how high-handed the players are, one or two of the already fragile gangs will completely collapse under the objective influence.

Helpless, Boris had no choice but to hold a meeting with several clan elders and Grad as the second-in-command to discuss how to deal with the current situation.

In the end, I felt that I had to go to the outer city in person, go to the ancestral temple, the headquarters of the White Wolf family, and negotiate with their representatives.

If successful, the Adventurers Association will objectively become their friends by relying on the relationship between adventurers, thus improving its status in the inner city and regaining a foothold.

If it fails, at least it will gain a reputation for pursuing peace and maintaining the safety of people in the outer city as much as possible. Why not?

——No money anyway, just a little bit of negotiation, social activists and the like.

"The outer city is very chaotic nowadays. Brother, if you want to go to such a dangerous place, you must pay attention to safety!"

Listening to the extremely caring words of the patriarch of the Truffle family, his little brother Grad, Boris felt warm in his heart despite his tired eyes.

In order to maintain the status of the Adventurers Association, he had been running around and trying to figure out a solution for the past few days, which was extremely painful, but now he said it so boldly.

"Hey, what's so scary? I'm still a level 36 professional after all. There aren't many people in this city who can do anything to me!"

After saying that, he stood up gracefully and rushed to the outer city with a few trusted members of the clan.

But among the people who were leaving one after another, Grad sat there and didn't move, looking at his eldest brother's back as if he was mourning.

Indeed, not many people can do anything to you...

But unfortunately, I only know one!

He waited quietly for ten minutes until there was no movement outside, then suddenly stood up and quickly left the temporary office building.

He walked quickly along the alleyway, and when he turned the corner, he suddenly dodged and got into a small hotel on the side of the road.

It was very dark in the small hotel. He glanced around quietly and tossed a copper coin to the sleepy old man sitting behind the counter.

The old man lowered his eyes and glanced.

"This little money is not enough for a roast lamb meal."

Grad then took out another copper coin and threw it over.

"Then bring me a cup of coffee."

The old man grinned, took out the key and handed it over.

"Today's drink contains brandy, it's really spicy when it goes into your throat!"

Grad opened his eyes slightly in surprise, glanced at the number on the key, and followed the stairs and corridor to the door of the corresponding room.

Turning the key and pushing open the door, there was a man cleaning his sword sitting at the beautiful walnut wood wine table.

Without raising his head, he just put down his dagger and picked up the wine bottle.

"I just heard that Boris left the temporary building. What did he do?"

After taking the wine glass pushed over by Finn, this man who usually looked like a rough man sat upright in front of him.

"Sir, he plans to negotiate with the Easterners and resolve the chaos in the outer city in the past two days in a peaceful way."

Finn raised his glass and gestured. Instead of speaking in a hurry, he leaned on the sofa and began to think.

Grad drank the strong liquor in the glass with him, and found that it was really brandy, a specialty of the deep forest.

After a long time, Finn suddenly spoke.

"Do you know which direction he went?"

"The east gate is the closest to the White Wolf Ancestral Temple!"

Finn nodded, with a sly smile on his face, and waved his hand lightly.

"Go and get ready. If everything goes well, you will probably become the president of the Adventurers Association and the only leader of the three tribes tonight."

Who would be willing to be someone else’s little brother, even if it’s a “good little brother”?

Having endured humiliation and seeking skin from a tiger for many years is just for today. The Cheetah people have been sitting in this leading position for long enough, and it’s time for them to take the lead!

Grade, who had always straightened his back as if he were a primary school student being scolded, immediately stood up and bowed deeply.

"Yes! Sir, thank you for your support!"

Seeing the cheerful wild boar people leaving the inn in a hurry, the smile on Finn's face became even more proud.

Peaceful solution?

How can you resolve this peacefully?

What we deep forest people hate most is that others are in peace!

If you don't cause chaos or fight, how can I profit from your conflicts?

Andrew died inexplicably, and my family is now the only one in the mercenary alliance.

Sora is still alive, because this is probably the easiest enemy for me to deal with. As long as I say a word, the Business Federation will have to change its sign.

Mi Yang was dead before, and now Boris can't escape death, so the Adventurers Association will also become my puppet.

Before I knew it, my opponents had fallen one after another, laying their miserable bones on the path of others.

Therefore, there is only one opportunity left for the opportunity to change the situation that I have been waiting for for a long time. An opportunity that will be knocked down by me personally today will make all the conflicts completely explode!

Finn put the dagger back into its leather sheath with a clang, and waved to the adjutant who had been silent for a long time.

"Get ready for war, it's time to end."

(End of this chapter)