My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Chapter 175 Everything is ready

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Abel said with a smile.

Crown saw that the conditions in the room were much better than those in the detention room, and the area was more than twice as large.

The furniture in the room is made of red oak, and there are several plates of fruit and a bottle of red wine on the table.

"Very satisfied."

Abel said seemingly casually: "Hey, this is a bishop-level lounge. I think you are very popular, so I will let you stay for a while."

If you have done something good for someone, you must tell it, otherwise it will be in vain.

"Thank you, you've been a big help."

"You're welcome. We are church members. If you need anything, you can ask me for help. I have been in the logistics department for many years and I still have some abilities. My name is Abel."

Kroun heard the other party's deliberate friendship. The last time he came to receive supplies, he was also received by the other party.

Obviously, the other party no longer remembers him.

The reason why they were so enthusiastic this time was that Archbishop Flanders's approval note played a key role. Apparently the other party had misunderstood something.

Croun was happy with his misunderstanding: "My name is Croun Moya. I just want to ask you about something. Is there any way to buy more fire potions? I will buy them with gold spirit coins."

There are many flame warriors in the church, but not all of them are young and strong. There are also some elderly warriors whose health is declining.

If these people do not have further determination, the materials they receive will probably be exchanged for other resources.

"How many fire potions can you take?"

Abel was ecstatic, he really had a way.

Fire Potion is an auxiliary potion specially designed for Fire Warriors, which can significantly speed up the progress of Fire Breath.

This kind of potion would not fetch a high price if sold outside, so it could only be digested internally. Many veterans asked him to sell excess fire potions.

The target customers of the medicine are young warriors who are motivated and want to make rapid progress, but these young warriors do not necessarily have enough financial resources.

These veterans are unwilling to lower prices to disrupt the market, so there are few months when all transactions are completed and the next batch of firepower agents are backlogged.

You didn’t ask the wrong person, you found a way out. Croun smiled: “What’s the current market situation?”

"The current market price is two gold spirit coins for one, and then ten gold shields will be returned to you. You can go and inquire."

Abel quoted a price without blushing, and there was some moisture in it.

In fact, few people are willing to use gold spirit coins to buy firepower potions. Everyone uses gold shields to settle the bill. The price of a firepower potion fluctuates around 100 gold shields.

He is not worried that his words will be exposed, because the official gold spirit coin is worth two hundred gold shields, but if you want to exchange the gold shield for gold spirit coins, you need to pay an additional 10 gold shields as a handling fee.

On the black market, the exchange ratio between gold spirit coins and gold shields is around 1:215.

If he could broker a deal, he would not only be able to get two gold shields from the veterans as a thank you fee for each weapon and sell them on the black market, but he would also be able to get five more gold shields.

Crown nodded slightly, he could see that Abel was also a guest broker.

There must be some moisture in what the other party said, and he will go find someone to verify it. If there is not much moisture, he will no longer negotiate the price to get the goods from the other party.

However, he doesn't have many spirit coins in his hand now, and he still needs to open source.

"Okay, I will ask you to buy it when the fire potion in my hand is used up. Since you are so capable, brother, I wonder if you can get some low-quality spirit coins, either gray or white."

Low-quality spirit coins soaked in golden light talisman water can be converted into high-quality gold spirit coins. He has never expanded this channel of making money, and he has no foundation in Rhine City.

If the other party has such channels, he will do this business. If not, he can only ask the other party to help him attract blacksmith business.

"Do you know a senior alchemist who is proficient in tempering?"

Abel felt that the favor he sent out today was very worthwhile, and he could see the return now.

There are only two ways to convert inferior spirit coins into gold spirit coins on a large scale, through the church's purification witch formation or through tempering by a senior alchemist.

A large part of the golden spirit coins purified in the church need to be turned over as the church's operating funds, and the rest is distributed by the top management. The people below can only drink a little soup, because there are very complicated interests in it.

If the other party purchases low-quality spiritual coins, it is most likely that they know a senior alchemist from outside, or that the other party is a senior alchemist himself.

Crown smiled and said nothing.

Abel confirmed his guess. After the gray fog fell, supernatural cases tended to increase significantly. The original two processing channels were close to saturation, but there were still quite a lot of low-quality spiritual coins flowing into the market.

If the other party has the ability to temper spirit coins, then the money earned will be much more than the transaction of fire potions.

Exhaling gently, Abel tried his best to calm his voice:

"I can get a lot of low-quality spirit coins. Now is the time to test your processing ability."

"I can't give you an answer until tomorrow. I'll find you tomorrow evening."

You can't expose your transformation ability beyond common sense at the moment, otherwise if someone is interested, you may notice it, and it may cause problems. After all, money is attractive to people's hearts.

Crown was much more cautious now. He thought about it and decided to try out how much fire potion he needed to use every day, and then only deal with the corresponding number of gold spirit coins.

How can you let big customers run around?

Abel waved his hand quickly: "I'm coming to see you tomorrow night. After chatting for so long, I still don't know which department you work in, brother?"

The main reason is that he is worried that someone will rob him of his wealth.

"Yes, I will come back here in the evening. I am a senior blacksmith and work in the forging workshop. If a friend wants to customize weapons or armor, I can help introduce him. My brother will not be busy in vain."

"Awesome," Abel complimented, raising his thumbs up.

"Let's talk when we have time. I need to get to the workshop as soon as possible," Crown said goodbye.

"Here you the key." Abel handed over the key to the room.

. . . . As a senior blacksmith, Crown does not need to go to work on time, as long as he can complete the corresponding workload.

The senior blacksmith needs to complete the forging of three sets of armor and fifteen extraordinary weapons every month, as well as the repair of ten pieces of equipment.

For him, it's not a problem at all.

He decided to see how much firepower potion Abel could provide, and then decide whether to exceed the prescribed amount of tasks for the senior blacksmith.

"Bru, do you have any extra star iron here? I want to help my friend forge a weapon, which will cost about thirty pounds."

"Yes, I'll give it to you. The friendly price is only two gold spirit coins." Blue was smoking leisurely and watching the apprentices work.

Crown took out two gold spirit coins and handed them out.

In one morning, he forged the weapon.

During the forging process, he used his flame breath to forge weapons and practice breathing techniques, killing two birds with one stone.

Cloud patterns decorate the sword body. With a flick of his fingers, the sword made a crisp clang sound.

Kroun breathes fire, infusing the weapon with life.

While the weapon lit up with a red halo, golden evil-killing talisman seal patterns appeared on its surface.

The gold is so dazzling that it is not affected by the red halo at all.

At noon, he handed the weapon to Jason: "Try the fast breathing method."

Jason injected the source of life into it, and the surface of the weapon also had golden lines, but it was much dimmer than when he used it.

"According to you, even if I don't use my flame breath, the weapon can still cause damage to the spirit body, right?"

Crown nodded slightly: "Yes, the specific effect is unknown, so please do a test and tell me the detailed results."

"No problem." Jason sheathed his sword and asked, "How many gold spirit coins can I support your business?"

He has weapons made of Valyrian steel, but is not very interested in this star steel sword. The reason why he is willing to buy it is because he will ask a friend to repair the weapons and armor in the future.

Crown waved his hand and said: "No money, I just need you to test the damage to the spirit body and return the weapon to me afterwards. If the effect is good enough, I can make a weapon for you with better materials.

By the way, do you know what the price is if you buy fire potion from someone else? "

"A ninety-seven-eight gold shield. If you buy in large quantities, you can ask the people in the logistics department to sell it on their behalf. Many people ask them to sell it on their behalf. It is recommended that you use one shield on the first day and two on the second day, and use them at intervals, otherwise it will cause harm to the body. The damage is a bit serious.”

Crown knew that Abel's price was acceptable, and the other party should be earning the difference between the spiritual coins and the gold shield.

However, he bought in large quantities and needed to haggle over the price.

In the afternoon, he returned to the workshop and did not work. He just found a secluded corner to practice fire breathing.

He first summoned the golden wall and took a look at his current proficiency in flame breathing.

Then he took out a fire potion, pulled out the cork and drank it. It felt like pouring a glass of chili water into his throat, making his throat burning.

A stream of heat surged from his stomach, dissipating heat throughout his body. His skin immediately began to turn red, like a steamed hairy crab.

Crown didn't dare to neglect, and immediately started to practice his flame breath.

Two hours later, when the effects of the fire potion wore off, he was close to collapse.

Because after the body temperature rises, the body sweats a lot.

Summon the golden wall again.

[Fire Breath: 802/7000; Level ]

Forty-five points of proficiency were gained in two hours, and the efficiency increased by about 50% compared to not taking the fire potion.

. . . .

A day later, in the evening.

Crown returned to his residence and found Abel waiting at the door.

"You've been waiting for a long time, please come in."

He took out the key, opened the door, and greeted the other party to come into the house.

In the past two days, he tested how many firepower potions he needed in a day, and three pills were enough.

Now he spends about nine hours a day on breathing techniques. His flame breathing proficiency can increase by about 170 points a day, and it is expected that he can improve it to the third level within two months.

Calculated this way, he only needs to purchase about forty low-quality spiritual coins, plus the fire potion he receives every month, which is enough for him to use.

"Haha", Abel laughed before saying anything: "Have you figured it out? How many low-quality spiritual coins can you digest every month?"

"Currently, I can only temper fifty gray spirit coins a month. In addition, help me prepare fifty fire potions, which I will need in ten days."

"That's it." Abel was a little disappointed. He expected that the other party could handle more than a hundred low-quality spirit coins every month.

"Then I will bring you gray spirit coins tomorrow and settle the gold spirit coins according to the official exchange price."

"No problem, but the price of the fire potion you gave is a bit expensive. I will buy fifty at a time, and forty-six gold spirit coins are enough."

Abel thought about it and realized that he could only earn one or two gold shields from selling the fire potion. However, thinking that he could establish a long-term cooperative relationship with spirit coin tempering, he agreed: "No problem."

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Crown extended his right hand.

(End of this chapter)