Spellcasting Heavens

There has never been love for no reason in the world, nor hatred for no reason, and there is no such thing as a "free lunch".

From the very beginning, Zhang Cheng made up his mind to use Gracie, so he provided free accommodation, food, and even money.

Otherwise, because of his personality, he wouldn't let any strangers approach him, and he wouldn't be like some idiots who have a brain, and they start to get into heat when they see a woman who is a little pretty.

His way of thinking about problems is very simple. Do what is beneficial to him, and try to avoid what is not good for him.

As for whether it will cause damage to others, he doesn't care at all...

As a well-rounded middle-aged man, Polman felt a chilling madness and indifference from his words, subconsciously jolted, and hurriedly lowered his head to avoid eye contact, and followed behind without saying a word.

The two of them walked one after the other, and soon came to the outermost room in the basement.

Zhang Cheng picked up a prepared bottle of primary healing potion on the shelf and handed it to the lawyer. The latter shook it gently in his hand, and immediately asked in an uncertain tone, "Is this... a potion?"

"Forget it! Its function is that no matter how serious the trauma is, as long as one bottle is put in, it will stop the bleeding immediately, and it can also speed up the healing of the wound. This bottle is for you, you can try it yourself." Zhang Cheng is very casual 's introduction.

"Oh? Really!" Polman was obviously surprised.

But the hesitation didn't last long. After just a few seconds, he picked up a knife used to cut herbs and cut his left arm with force.

Moment!

Scarlet blood gushed from the wound that was deep to the bone.

The severe pain made the lawyer's face look a little distorted, immediately after he pulled out the stopper, raised his head and poured all the potion down.

In the blink of an eye, the abundant vitality flowed through the digestive system to the whole body. The wound that was still bleeding a lot started to stop bleeding quickly, scarring, and finally only a red mark remained.

Obviously, the wound just now did not exceed the upper limit of what the primary healing potion could treat. Otherwise, although the bleeding would stop, the wound would never heal so quickly.

Polman stared at the arm that was still stained with blood, and immediately exclaimed, "Unbelievable! It's incredible! Did you concoct this potion? You know alchemy?"

Zhang Cheng smiled and nodded: "Yes, I prepared it. How about it? If you sell it to the outside world, what do you think is the appropriate price?"

"Sell?! Oh my god! Don't you know? Potions have always been the most sought-after item in the underground world! No one! Congressman Miles, who now controls the entire Brooklyn district, relies on his excellent alchemy. This technique has won over most of the lords, and finally succeeded in ascending the throne. My suggestion is that you can use alchemy to seek a territory for yourself first, instead of using it to make money." Polman waved his arms excitedly.

"Territory? What's the use?" Zhang Cheng asked with a puzzled face.

Although he probably knew that the "Lord" could enjoy some privileges in his territory, he was not very clear about how many.

"Of course it's useful! As a lord, you can collect 11 taxes in the territory, that is to say, all transactions in the underground world must pay 10% to the lord. Secondly, the lord has the right to participate in the annual auction. There will be countless rare treasures and even rare slaves appearing on the auction floor. Finally, and the most important point, only by becoming a lord is eligible to participate in the war game and attack the position of the councilor, don't you desire huge right?"

While saying this, Polman has been carefully observing Zhang Cheng's reaction.

In his eyes, this is an opportunity, an opportunity to get rid of his embarrassing identity and climb up. Once he misses it, I am afraid there will be no second chance in this life.

As a small person who is called by the lords to come and go, he dreams of gaining power and status in the underground world.

Zhang Cheng touched his chin and thought for a moment, then immediately shook his head with a smile: "Hehe, it sounds interesting. But the problem is, there are already twenty-two lords in Brooklyn, and I'm afraid there is no extra territory left for me. Besides, I don't have the time and energy to deal with the mess."

"No, my dear sir. You don't know it yet, Congressman Miles' life will soon come to an end, and the lords of Brooklyn will be at war soon, and some of them will die, Some people will be exiled, and very few will be elected to the position of councillors. At that time, many territories will be vacated. As for management issues, you don't have to worry about it at all, just find a good helper." , Polman raised his head suddenly, his eyes revealing undisguised desire and ambition.

"Do you understand what you are doing?" Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth with a playful expression.

Through the brief conversation just now, he suddenly realized that there must be very few people in this world capable of concocting magical potions, so he may be able to achieve some special purposes with the help of alchemy skills.

In addition to this, there is also a very important piece of information, that is, the underground world of Brooklyn is about to usher in a power reshuffle, and 80% of the recent anomalies are related to the battle between the lords.

Polman vowed: "Yes! I understand what I am doing! Your Excellency! Please give me a chance! I will prove myself with practical actions!"

"Okay, let's try, anyway, it won't be a big loss if you fail. But the ugly words are at the front, what you do is personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with me. If you encounter danger, I will not go back to save Yours. Tell me, how are you going to work?" Zhang Cheng asked, while in front of the other party, he threw the ground root grass and silver leaf grass collected just yesterday into the beaker and stirred gently.

After the solution inside turns yellow-green, quickly ignite the alcohol lamp to start heating, about ten seconds or so, the solution begins to emit a faint pungent smell, followed by another three or four minutes, the solution gradually becomes Sticky.

Just as it was about to freeze, he accurately injected arcane energy into it.

Moment!

The yellow-green jelly was evaporated into a gaseous state!

Without saying a word, Zhang Cheng picked up the funnel placed on the alchemy table and buckled the beaker. Through the small opening at the top, he poured the yellow-green gas into the test tube bit by bit to seal it.

After the gas in the test tube cools, it condenses into a clear and transparent potion, and this potion is Azeroth's famous potion of the power of the lion king.

Don't look at it in the game, it can only provide players with a pitiful four points of strength, but according to Zhang Cheng's test, the strength of an ordinary human farmer in Azeroth is about ten points. Even worse, eight or nine o'clock.

A bottle of the strength of the lion king is equivalent to providing the drinker with an additional half of the strength of an adult, especially in close combat, it can often play an unexpected role.