Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-06-07

  Chapter 35 spell transaction   Broken Lake Prison, treatment room.

"As long as I keep silent, do you think I am not awake?"

Ash opened his eyes and stared straight at the heeler who was playing with his face.

There is a [222] job number plate on healer's clothes, which is obviously the last healer.

"Close my eyes if you don't want to make a bad face!"

"Yes."

Waiting for the healer to fiddle for a few minutes before letting go Face: "Okay, you can get up. Here, the apple you said last time."

Ash quickly got up and touched his face, relaxed. There was a plate of bunny-shaped apples beside the bedside table with toothpicks inserted on them. Ash picked up one by one.

"Fortunately, two eyes, one nose, one mouth, and none of them are missing. I thought I would make a contribution to species diversity."

"I'll do surgery for you, how can you doubt me?"

Healer put his hands on her chest, trying to make an angry gesture, but she was wearing a crow mask and the voice passed by For mask processing, Ash is not only not afraid, but even extends the hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say that if I asked you to do cosmetic surgery, would you give me money?"

" Oh." Healer obediently took out her wallet, but she immediately reacted: "I said that yesterday, but you didn't agree!"

"Then did you do plastic surgery on me? "

"Plastic surgery is very complicated, not as simple as you think—"

"So it is done?"

"Only one Just a little bit, it's actually just a very small operation...how much do you want?"

"Give me a silver coin."

Healer is obviously relaxed, and he lowers his head in the wallet. I flipped through it and looked up and asked: "Can gold coin work? I don't have change."

Ash, who has been eating national food, has no idea about the economic system of this world, and was surprised: it turns out Is silver coin in this world the change treatment given to beggar?    One really dared to give, one really dared to take, Ash received the gold coin, and felt a burst of excitement in the depths of his consciousness.

With the heat in the palm of his hand, Ash seemed to see the swollen belly of a human cub in pajamas, lying back hu hu asleep.

He looked down at the gold coin, vaguely feeling a little smaller. According to this consumption, it is estimated that it can be used for one year.

What? Feeding spell is quite simple.

Although Ash is the one who knocks on a stick when there is nothing to do, there is a reason for him to ask for money this time.

After all, Sword Princess told him that spell is to be fed with money, and he has no money, so he can only find a way to get some money from people with lower IQ.

Ash put the gold coin into the bag with satisfaction, and asked casually: "Then what plastic surgery did you do for me?"

"Drew's forehead skin stretched and wrinkled The operation, in simple terms, is to lift the forehead lines."

Healer paused, slowly stood up straight, and looked down at Ash with the crow's mouth: "I am willing to do this operation for you, you should give it to me I kowtow. You have to know that the lines on your forehead can affect a person's appearance. A Drew technique outside can cost a lot of money—"

"What, you actually made me the most handsome and man Has the spirited head-up pattern gone?"

Ash furious: "The unscrupulous healer disfigured the patient while he was asleep, and took away the patient's most brilliant and beautiful face. Is there still a king here? Does it make sense? This is a medical accident, this is a murder!"

Healer was stupefied by Ash's counter-killing trick, and he opened his wallet after a while.

"How much do you want?"

"Hey, don't be like this. I'm not such a casual person." Ash categorically refused: "I'm not the kind who can use handles Intimidating and profitable to lure others to work extremely hard for themselves."

Healer pondered for a moment.

"You sit here for a while, I'll find news reports about you..."

"Always! And! Talk! That!" Ash quickly pulled back the healer "I just want to ask you a few questions."

"Don’t ask my name, don’t take off my mask, don’t touch my skin!"

Healer scared After a jump, he quickly knocked off Ash's hand, folded his hands and held his chest to guard against death, so that Ash finally felt his dignity as a death row prisoner.

But Ash is also a little curious: "Why not allowed?"

"This is the rule of Broken Lake Prison. Healer is not allowed to communicate privately with prisoners. Healer will be dismissed if found , The circumstances are serious and you may even go to jail!"

"It means...we will soon become inmates?"

"If you have any questions, you can ask, hurry up after you ask. Go."

Healer doesn't seem to care much about this rule. Ash feels that she wants to take an unpaid long vacation.

"The elf who fought me to death, is he still alive?"

"He was injured less than you, and he left long ago."

"Injury Light?"

"He just got his throat cut open. This injury is nothing. It took a few minutes for others to heal him. It took me more than an hour for you to grow the flesh back. That's it."

Healer spreads his hands, it doesn't look like a lie.

Ash took a look at her intact thighs and shoulders, and wondered if the treatment costs here are measured by the catty?   The more the meat drops, the more difficult it is to treat. Doesn't it matter if you cut your throat and headshot? In   other words, the butt is considered a high-risk organ here? Butt is more important than head?

"Are there any questions, hurry up."

"I also want to ask if there is a place to trade spells in the prison. A man living alone is a bit lonely and wants to keep a pet... …"

Healer looked at Ash intently.

"I'm going to report your unruly attempt to escape from prison."

"I'm all on death row, even if you report me, can you give me more punishment?"

"Yes, I will resurrect you after you die once, and let you die again."

"What, there is this kind of operation!?"

" Of course not. This is a waste of taxpayers’ money, and it’s also inhuman. This kind of repeated death penalty was banned a hundred years ago."

Many times..."

"Anyway, I won't answer your question." Healer held his hands and said, "You should be obediently and honestly become our medical materials, etc. When you can’t use it, just die obediently and honestly."

"Your unexpected three views are very correct..."

"How can you see that my three views are not correct? ?"

"After all, you have been talking to death row prisoners like me for so long. I thought you were the kind of rebellious child who would be curious about criminals."

"I , I’m not curious. If I’m really curious, I can just go directly to the news report."

Healer said while packing up the treatment equipment, Ash jumped off the bed, swinging his thighs and shoulders.

The operation was very successful, except that the skin of a certain piece of thigh and a certain piece of shoulder flesh was obviously whiter than the surrounding area, there was no major problem.

"If I say I was wronged, do you believe it?"

"Don't think I'm so cheating." Healer snort disdainfully: "Since the introduction of the memory evidence system, There has never been an unjust, false or wrongful case. The crime hunting hall must have found your criminal process from your memory to convict—"

"No, the crime hunting hall didn’t know it from my mind. Take memorial evidence."

"How could it—"

"You can check the report, but the Hunting Office really didn't take my memory, and I was really wronged. "

Ash is righteous, not to mention that the offender is Heath, not Ash, and more importantly, he has no memory of Heath, and there is no psychological burden to say this.

Healer looked at Ash suspiciously.

"You didn't lie to me?"

"You lie to you, I have no overtime pay for working overtime in this life."

"If you dare to swindle me you will die It’s settled, you better pray that you don’t get hurt again, otherwise it’s in my hands and see if I don’t change your race and gender!"

Healer's words have had a huge impact on Ash’s young heart ——He also wants to see the multi-ethnic healthcare industry in the foreign world. He never thought that the medical technology of this world has reached the point where even race and gender can be changed!   Can I believe it when I walk into the street and see a beautiful girl? Is there still trust between people?

"But even if you say that, I can't answer you."

Healer smashed his hands.

"The mana of your death row prisoners are all restricted. The first step in trading spell is that the seller uses mana to release the spell, and the buyer uses mana to reactivate the spell. You cannot use mana, and you cannot release it. Spell, you can’t activate spell.”

Mana actually has an effect similar to key authentication. Ash increasingly feels that mana is really a universal energy source. When did you hear that mana has Bluetooth function? Not surprising.

No wonder the prison does not block their spells. On the one hand, spells cannot be restrained. On the other hand, as long as their mana is restricted, they do not raise at all.

Ash still does not give up: "Is there no hope at all? There is no place similar to the death fight club that allows us to unlock the restrictions of mana?"

After experiencing a Void Realm exploration, Ash does I realized that trying to find all the spells I needed in Void Realm is no less difficult than finding a needle in a haystack. If he is given enough time, it is not impossible to find a needle in a haystack, but the problem is that there is not much time left for Ash.

Although Ash is not averse to risk, he is willing to bet his hope on probability, but he is unwilling to have no hedging means. Just as the company asked them to work overtime in 996, they also bought health insurance for them. Whether the employee died suddenly or not, the company won it. As an outstanding employee of the year, Ash naturally comprehended such an excellent company culture and is always ready to follow suit.

If you can find the spell trading platform, even if Ash finds all rubbish in Void Realm, there is a chance to get rid of the blood.

"Yes, don't you know?"

Healer's answer was beyond Ash's expectation, "Why would I know?"

"Because of this It is an experience that all prisoners on death row will experience at least once...Oh yes, you have just been in jail for a few days, and you haven’t had time."

Ash immediately understood her unspoken implication.

"Blood Moon Trial?"

(End of this chapter)