Dark Demon Warlock

  Chapter 56 Surprise gift

   "What's for lunch today?" Art asked himself, not paying attention to Jim Thomson's teasing.

   "It's still the seafood hot pot you invented." Jim Thomson replied.

  The development of science and technology in this world is mainly concentrated in the military field, and has not yet benefited the people's livelihood. That's why there are phenomena where the basic living conditions are poor despite the advanced technology.

  However, with the stability of the old continent's political structure and the gradual rise of business trends, this kind of thinking has begun to change.

  Street lights, buses, etc. have only become popular in recent years.

  The military business is also influenced by this trend of thought.

   Of course, the more important thing is to reduce the financial burden.

Different from the rough and simple way of doing business in most of the army, Moore Lane is still quite disciplined. There are three main sources of income, one is to collect security fees from the Pudera City Government, businesses and gang organizations, one is to rent out warehouses, and one is It is to seize the illegal goods and sell them again.

   Various gang organizations that live on the pier, such as the Red Scorpion Gang, have to pay security fees to the Navy.

  So, the navy under Moore Lane's treatment is very good, and even has its own special restaurant.

  It's a pity that the chef's level is really mediocre, and back and forth it's all about stewed meat, stewed vegetables, stewed soup, and sashimi.

  When Art was here, he asked Jim Thomson to help collect a lot of spices.

  I have made seafood hot pot several times.

   Unexpectedly, it was very popular in the military camp, and now it has become the signature dish of restaurants.

  The key is that it is delicious and cheap!

  So, despite Jim Thomson's grumbles, Art is always treated well.

  I used someone else's secret recipe.

   "One more!" Jim Thomson greeted the waiter before Art could speak.

   "Then I won't be polite." Art said with a smile.

   "I haven't seen you being polite." Jim Thomson complained.

   "Don't worry, I brought you a gift this time!" Art said.

   "Another bottle of Bernal!" Jim Thomson immediately turned around and added.

  Bernal is a place name, but also a brand name of white wine, with a medium price, suitable for "petty bourgeoisie".

  The wine is fruity green in color and has a refreshing taste. It is better to drink chilled and is suitable for accompaniment with meals.

   After drinking and eating.

  Jim Thomson watched Art wistfully.

  I said long ago that I would prepare a gift for him, and I have been looking forward to it for a long time.

   At least not less than the value of the set of furniture he gave!

  Empty-handed, but more exciting.

  Yate didn't give a damn, and directly took out a bundled belt from his pocket.

  The belt is blue-gray, and it seems to be tanned from the skin of some kind of fish. With a simple metal buckle, it doesn't look very delicate.

  Strength light buckle (common), durability 11~14, defense 3, +1 strength.

  Blue equipment.

  Equipment quality and attributes are not the focus. He is reluctant to give away equipment with too good attributes. The important thing is to have 8 spaces!

  Jim Thomson knew that he was a professional, and he also knew that he couldn’t just give himself a nondescript belt without any disappointment on his face. After receiving it, he directly changed his own belt.

   "Huh?" He was keenly aware that his strength had increased.

   "Is this extraordinary equipment?" After carefully experiencing it, he found no other changes and looked at Yate.

  His vision is different from Dick Barry's, if that's all, it doesn't seem to be a surprise.

   "Yeah." Art nodded mysteriously.

  Jim Thomson realized that the effect of this piece of equipment would definitely not be as simple as a small increase in strength, so he started researching again.

  Yate didn't say anything, obviously waiting for him to ask.

  Although he doesn't mind, wouldn't it be better if he could find out by himself?

  A man's desire to win will always explode in such trivial matters.

   After all, he has learned a lot, and he really discovered the 8-space space that comes with the belt.

   There is no need to identify the master or other operations, as long as you wear the equipment, you can use the 8 grid spaces.

  Space equipment?

  Jim Thomson was shocked, and the eyes he looked at Art suddenly became extremely hot!

  It's like a money fan sees a gold mine, and his eyeballs almost turn golden!

   "Follow me!" Take Art out of the hotel immediately.

  This level of equipment is certainly not suitable for public discussion.

  Go straight to his dormitory.

  Close the door, draw the curtains, and then ask in a low voice: "Spatial equipment?"

  For a while, he actually had a tendency to want to develop a personal relationship with Yate!

  The normal kind.

  This person is so generous to friends of interests, what if they are close relatives and friends?

   "You think too much." Art said while looking at his dormitory, "If it is really space equipment, I would be reluctant to give it to you."

   "Huh—" Although a little disappointed, Jim Thomson was relieved.

  If it is really space equipment, he will definitely hand it in, and Moore Ryan will definitely not return it to him.

  Even if he pays it back, he can't take it.

   "That's it?" He didn't think Art didn't know about the 8 spaces.

   "Extraordinary belt, the effect is to slightly increase strength and defense. It comes with 8 grid spaces, but it can only be used to store potions. In addition, it has durability, so save it." Yate explained.

   "Durability? Can it be repaired?" Jim Thomson's first reaction was exactly the same as Dick Barry's.

   "I won't." Art shook his head.

   "Can any medicine be used?" Jim Thomson continued to ask with a regretful face.

   "I don't know, you can try it yourself." Yate has never been in contact with the extraordinary potion of this world.

  Jim Thomson looked at him speechlessly.

  You said that it can be used to store potions, why do you keep asking three questions?

   "I can use this potion." Art took out a bottle of mild healing potion.

  A glass bottle slightly larger than your thumb, filled with a red liquid.

   "Slight healing potion, which can be used to restore a small amount of life." He introduced it before he could open his mouth.

   "Can it be used to restore life?" Jim Thomson's eyes lit up again.

   A small amount of life is still life, and those that can continue to live are good things!

  Art nodded and handed it to him.

   After taking it carefully, Jim Thomson finally asked, "You made it?"

  He's not like Dick Barry.

  The latter wisely asked nothing, despite his curiosity.

  And he cared more about the source than these two extraordinary items.

  If it was made by Art, even if it was just one of them, he would immediately take Art to see Major Lane.

   "It's not me." Art shook his head.

   "That's it?" Jim Thomson was not surprised, but asked unwillingly.

   "Devil." Art looked at him and smiled slightly.

  Have already thought about this explanation, after all, the equipment style he took out is completely different from this world.

   Who can ask the devil for proof?

  Jim Thomson's hand trembled slightly, almost throwing out the medicine in his hand, so scared that he hurriedly grasped it.

   The reputation of the devil is evident.

  (end of this chapter)