Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 Whispering Forest Club is an elegantly furnished and comfortable reception room that can only be accessed through three doors from the corridor. The security measures are impeccable and there is no risk of eavesdropping.

　　, with a gloomy look, Joe sat on a high-backed chair. In front of him was an antique long case. The creamy white, beautifully lined classical palace-style long case was inlaid with small crustacean-cut patterns. The sun shines on the table through the double floor-to-ceiling windows, and a colorful atmosphere shines beside the table, which is very dazzling.

　　 An old man in a black formal dress, his black hair was meticulously taken care of, as if he had been brushed with glue. The old man clinging to his scalp sat upright on the opposite side of Joe, frowning and looking at the note he passed over.

　　 On the note, Joe listed a total of 39 strange materials.

There are twelve of them, which are materials for upgrading and purifying the abyssal dark elf potions and gas refining potions, and the other twenty-seven kinds are obtained from Laplace to directly refine the raw materials for the new dark elf potions and gas refining potions. .

　　 These materials are weird. Joe has only heard of 16 kinds from the ghost face shopkeeper, and 23 of them are unheard of and have never seen before.

　　 The old man tapped the note lightly with his fingers. He carefully looked at the material names on the branches for a while, raised his head, and looked up and down carefully at Joe. After a long time, the old man said quietly, "Are you a pharmacist?"

　　 Joe shook his head vigorously. He said sincerely, "I am not a pharmacist."

　　 The old man smiled ‘hehe’: "But these materials are very strange, ordinary people..."

Joe interrupted the old man. He looked at the old man in a puzzled way: "I heard that Whispering Forest Club has something to do with Al. I heard that Whispering Forest Club can meet all reasonable requirements of all guests. I heard that, Whispering Forest Club has a very good reputation, and trading with you is very reliable..."

　　 Joe pressed his hands on the note and stood up slowly: "In that case, what are you asking for? No matter if I use these materials for soaking wine or feeding the dog, what does it have to do with you?"

　　 In the living room, Marcos standing behind Joe put his hands on his chest and coughed deeply.

　　 Marcos is huge, his lung capacity is extremely amazing, coupled with his terrible strength, he coughs lightly, the whole reception room shook.

The old man jumped up abruptly and glanced at Marcos with horror. Then he gritted his teeth and pointed at Marcos angrily and yelled: "Whispering Forest Club is a social place for the upper-class people in the imperial capital...Here, No violence is allowed!"

Joe waved his hand, and then he pulled out a dark bronze traveler's check from his chest pocket and gently placed it on the note: "We are not going to use violence, can we still rob the Whispering Forest Club? Huh? I spend money, you ship, pay with one hand, and deliver with one hand. Isn’t that great?"

　　 Joe said coldly: "Why do you have such a strong curiosity?"

The old man glanced deeply at the check on the note, and then sighed heavily: "I'm just a little curious, if this makes you uncomfortable, then I apologize...Well, these materials, coincidentally, whisper the forest. The club can make it all together."

　　 shrugged his shoulders, and the old man said quietly: "Wait a moment, I'll get it for you."

　　 The old man glanced deeply at the check on the table again, and then walked out of the reception room with a brisk pace.

　　 Joe didn't say a word, he sat back in the chair again.

　　 Because of the previous conflict with Magnum and Andrew, Joe is in a bad mood.

Justice Wilan of the Whispering Forest Club is obviously pulling the sideline. What he did made Joe also full of regrets about the Al Organization. He originally thought that the Al Organization is such an extraordinary organization. As a result, inside There are also laymen like Justice Weilun.

　　I'm in a bad mood, so I don't have enough patience. Joe just wants to complete the transaction as soon as possible, and then leave this broken place.

　　 If it weren't for his abyssal mayfly potions and refining potions have been completely absorbed, he desperately needs the second-order potions to improve himself, he would not bother to stay in this ruined place-he would rather send someone to set off a fire in the middle of the night!

　　 "Yes!" Joe's eyes lit up.

　　The family motto of the Rittal family-‘Don’t bully the weak, don’t be afraid of the powerful’!

　　 Qiao wondered, why isn’t Justice Weilun considered ‘weak’? So, he can bully this bad old man!

　　 waited for about a quarter of an hour, just when Joe's patience was about to run out, Justice Weilun rushed to the reception room himself, behind him was the old man in black, and several maids holding large and small metal boxes.

　　 Thirty-nine alloy boxes of various sizes were placed on the table, and the stacks became a hill.

　　 Justice Weilun smiled and nodded to Joe, and drew out a one-and-a-half-foot-long, three-inch wide, two-inch thick metal box. He opened the metal box cautiously, and a white chill burst out.

Inside the 　　 box, there is a piece of blue ice that is more than a foot long, clean and transparent, without the slightest blisters and flocculent impurities.

　　 In the blue ice, a long black grass with a strange shape, like a dragon's claw, was frozen.

　　 A faint black air continuously leaked from the long grass, slowly rotating around the long grass. If you stared at the long grass for too long, you might even hear the faint beast roar.

　　 Joe blinked his eyes.

　　Plachy gave a list of prescriptions, and at the same time passed the knowledge of identifying herbs to Joe. Joe is very jerky. Comparing with Laplace's description, he recognizes the strangely shaped black long grass in front of him.

　　 "Abyss Dragon's Claw Grass?" Qiao murmured: "The Abyssal Dragon Qi outside of the grass seems to be a little messy. Isn't this a fresh Abyssal Dragon Claw Grass?"

　　 Joe muttered about his identification, but he was actually not sure.

For the first time in his life, he saw such a strange thing-the mainland of Medland. All the herbs are well-behaved and cute, just like a grass. They follow the role of the grass... how do they look like the one in front of them? This so-called'grass', this is a paw.

　　 The pupils of Justice Weilun and the old man in black shrank slightly at the same time.

　　 They thought it was a big fat pig who came here, but they didn't expect that this big fat pig still had some eyesight.

With a light cough, Justice Weilun said solemnly: "Fresh Abyssal Dragon Claw Grass? Ha ha, there is no fresh Abyssal Dragon Claw Grass in the entire Midland Continent... After all, ordinary people would not know that. Where did the rare and miraculous medicine come from... how could it be fresh?"

　　 Joe frowned. He looked at Justice Weilun and said solemnly: "So, where did it come from?"

Justice Weilun smiled reservedly and shook his head slightly: "Oh, no, this is not something you should know... You are here to whisper to the Forest Club for the rare and magical medicine, right? You spend Money, buy them, it’s enough...you don’t need to know too much."

　　 a horrible old man with a mystery.

　　 In Joe's heart, the idea of ​​sending someone to burn Whispering Forest Club became more and more determined.

　　 He reached out and opened one metal box after another.

　　 Lava flame beads shaped like beads, abyssal velvet grass shaped like corals, life feathers on the heads of firebirds shaped like hearts, cold soil condensed in a large ditch like a living thing...

　　 Over thirty kinds of weird materials, Joe identified them one by one.

　　 The materials seem to be correct, but according to the knowledge taught by Laplace, these materials are all inferior products, and there is no real top-quality or even top-quality goods.

　　 Joe frowned, a little dissatisfied.

Laplace’s sharp, thin voice sounded in Joe’s mind: “They are all low-quality goods, and they can be used as medicine, but the medicinal power of the preparation will definitely not reach the perfect quality. Probably, it can have the perfect quality. 30% of that?"

　　 Joe's face grew gloomy.

Laplace smiled: "In their basement, on the third basement floor of this building, there is a very strong vault with a lot of good medicinal materials. These 39 kinds of medicinal materials have... ...Moreover, there are top-notch perfect quality goods!"

　　 Joe's heart suddenly burst into flames.

　　 He reached out and knocked on the traveler’s check in front of him, then gently shook his head: "Your Excellency Weilun, I want good things... these are not good things... what do you think?"

Justice Weilun stood behind the case and shook his head vigorously: "No, Officer Qiao, this is the best thing the entire emperor can find... You don't know how precious these medicinal materials are... where they are produced, Ordinary people cannot know, reach, and collect these medicinal materials."

　　 "Thirty-nine kinds of rare, precious, and rare medicinal materials in the world, each of which is 100,000 gold marks and 3.9 million gold marks, you can take them away!"

　　 Justice Willon looked at Joe with a smile on his face.

The scum of hair that just grew on the back of Qiao’s neck was erected one by one~www.ltnovel.com~ As I said before, among these medicinal materials, Qiao had heard of 16 kinds of medicinal materials from the ghost face shopkeeper, Qiao remembered, Just once again, the shopkeeper of Grimace said the price of one of the medicinal lava beads-in Tulum Port, the market price of a lava fire beads is around 1,800 gold marks.

　　 Even in the imperial capital, the price of medicine has soared three times compared to Mu Testu’s tears of compassion. A lava flame bead, is it okay to count it as six thousand gold marks?

　　 Justice Weilun actually said, 100,000 gold marks for a medicinal plant?

　　 This is killing Joe as a piglet!

　　 Qiao quietly put away the check on the table, stood up, turned and walked towards the door of the reception room.

　　 The old man in black took a step forward anxiously, trying to stop Joe.

Justice Weilun stretched out his hand to stop the black-clothed old man. He held a small pipe in his mouth, spit out the smoke calmly, and said faintly: "Officer Joe, you wasted my precious time with Whisper Forest Club. If you... Just leave like this, I can think, are you deliberately teasing us?"

　　 "If you leave like this, I promise that you will never buy any medicinal plants you need in Hyderabad."

　　 Justice Weilun’s smile was brilliant.

　　 Qiao did not turn his head back, and greeted Justice Willon’s old mother in Tulum port dialect slang!

　　 Justice Weilun's eyes condensed, and he said coldly: "I don't know what to do with the hillbilly... asshole, you are in the imperial capital, be careful!"

　　 After a pause, Justice Weilun gritted his teeth and cursed: "A fool without a tutor, a country bitch-women will give birth to three kinds of abuse."

　　 Joe's face was flushed red, and without saying a word, he strode out of the reception room.