The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Being weak is a long-term torture. Your shoulders will be sore, your back muscles will not have enough endurance, and you will feel top-heavy...

But Zhao Chuanxin was smoked, and all these feelings disappeared.

He grinned, looked at the roof of the shed, and stretched out his finger: Hey, brother, precious, look, those are your descendants...

You see, Sister Hua, living in the 20th century is actually a happy thing. In the 21st century, the flowers are becoming more and more charming...

Rebecca, China in the 21st century is best for a stubborn and tenacious person like you. You will make a lot of money.

Evil disciple, I play games every day and see if my master doesn't break your legs.

The last time I talked nonsense was because I found myself in the early 20th century, under great pressure, reunited with my ancestors, and got drunk while relaxing.

This time, Zhao Chuanxin was caught involuntarily.

Fortunately, all he spoke was in Chinese, and the high priest couldn't understand him at all.

In other words, even if the high priest understands Chinese, he may still not be able to understand the content.

The high priest saw that he was satisfied, gesticulating, and a rare smile appeared on his old face.

He raised his hands: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey...

The rhythm of the chanting is ups and downs.

At this point it became heated.

Zhao Chuanxin was in his own spiritual world. He felt that the scene in front of him changed and he seemed to be in a strange world.

The war is fierce and war is rising everywhere.

He looked down and saw that all around his feet were low and ugly little things, with teeth and claws bared, attacking him with short sharp blades.

Zhao Chuanxin was circling around with the Phoenix Ring in his left hand, a submachine gun in his right hand, a smart gyroscope and an elf carving knife.

He roared: Ahhhhh...

Rivers of blood flowed.

You're all going to die for me...

Outside, Miao Cuihua and others, who had not gone far, looked at each other.

Rachel Kervis listened carefully, looked at her son and asked doubtfully: What is your master yelling at? At this time, it doesn't look like he is injured at all, he is full of energy.

Benjamin Goldberg remembered that when he went out, he saw the plant in the hand of the high priest, and said thoughtfully: Maybe the master fell into a confused dream. Some tribal elders and high priests know some hypnotic methods. doorway.

Miao Cuihua was not worried. There was only the high priest there. With so many people watching, no one else entered.

After calling for a while, Zhao Chuanxin's voice stopped.

The high priest came out of the thatched hut, nodded to everyone and said, He is asleep.

Benjamin Goldberg quickly followed the high priest: Wait for me.

The high priest looked at him: Are you the disciple of the God of War Kuku?

Yes.

The high priest nodded: Then have you learned the bravery of the God of War?

Benjamin Goldberg rolled up his sleeves and flexed his biceps: Obviously, one punch can kill a kid!

At this time, Benjamin Goldberg was indeed much stronger than before.

He was originally skinny, but now he has a well-proportioned body and is getting taller day by day.

It's all due to the balancing act.

The high priest smiled: What do you want from me?

Benjamin Goldberg pointed to the quarter of hay left in the high priest's hand and asked, What is this?

This is the war grass.

Is this hallucinogenic?

The high priest was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, It allows people to communicate with gods.

Doesn't that mean the same thing?

Benjamin Goldberg asked: Is there anything more poisonous than this that can render a strong man incapacitated?

The high priest looked at him meaningfully: You have enemies, right? But this kind of stuff usually has a smell, and the enemies will notice it in advance.

I am Zhao Chuanxin's disciple. Do you think I look like the kind of villain who secretly poisons people?

The high priest shook his head.

Benjamin Goldberg smiled with satisfaction: That's right, I will poison him openly!

High Priest: ...

The high priest has old arms and legs and is unwilling to go into the forest.

He called the Makani kid over: Take him to look for Erythrina, fairy grass, crazy fruit...

Seven or eight plants were named in one breath.

Benjamin Goldberg: “…”

This is clearly causing harm to people.

Makani is the child that Zhao Chuanxin saved last time.

He learned that Benjamin Goldberg was Zhao Chuanxin's apprentice and could help Benjamin, which made him very excited.

Disciple of the God of War, I will take you throughout the old forests of Hawaii, follow me.

Benjamin Goldberg had to remind him: Don't go all over the place, be more purposeful, and come back when you find something.

Do you think I can play with you?

Two teenagers went into the virgin forest to search.

Children of the Kanaka tribe are raised free-range, and whether they survive to adulthood depends on God's will.

The surrounding forests were visited by Makani.

Benjamin Goldberg pointed to a little thing and asked, What's that? A possum?

Makani shook his head: No, that kind of ferocious animal, we call it Mongolia. It can fight venomous snakes. There were none in Hawaii before. I heard that someone brought them here from India, and gradually there were more of them.

Actually, it was an Indian meerkat.

Walking outside, Benjamin Goldberg really opened his eyes.

The biological diversity of Hawaii greatly enriched his mental world.

Ganfan came running from a distance: Woof woof woof...

Benjamin Goldberg said: Ganfan said there are poisonous snakes ahead, so we should go around them.

Makani looked at him enviously: It would be great if I could also understand its words.

The two teenagers spent half a day collecting those plants.

The main labor force was Makani. This boy was strong and strong. He carried a large bag of various vines, grasses and fruits, and walked a long way without even frowning.

Benjamin Goldberg took advantage of the bright sunshine and took out his microscope and set it up.

Makani looked left and right, feeling very curious.

He couldn't figure out what kind of machine it was, but he didn't know how powerful it was.

He first observed the original appearance of each raw material separately.

Then let the makani be completely chopped, steamed, filtered, and a concentrated liquid of all the raw materials extracted.

All processes must be observed with a microscope.

Cool, filter, add ethanol, drop ammonia, buy ice cubes to refrigerate, heat to remove ammonia, dilute, add talc...

This method is very crude and may not be suitable for every raw material, but Benjamin Goldberg was able to complete it in an orderly manner without having any contact with practical chemical experiments, which shows his genius.

This operation can scare Makani to death.

Astonishing!

Working late into the night, Rachel Kravis asked Benjamin Goldberg to go to dinner.

He wiped his sweat and said to Makani: Come to the restaurant with us, and by the way, call the high priest too.

Makani was very happy and felt that he had become friends with Benjamin Goldberg, a powerful Russian boy.

He said, The high priest won't go, but we can go.

The high priest usually never leaves the tribe.

Dinner was localized Japanese cuisine.

The number of Japanese in Hawaii continues unabated.

Even at this time, it had begun to influence the food culture of Hawaii's indigenous people. By the 21st century, even every aspect of the life of the Kanaka people has the shadow of Japanese culture.

At the dinner table, Samuel Goldberg asked: Benjamin, what were you doing during the day? I haven't seen you all day.

Benjamin Goldberg said: Studying the reaction of plant extracts with biological respiration.

Samuel Goldberg was straight up obsessed.

He cared about his son and said, Your master can't protect you during this period, so it's better not to mess around outside.

Got it. Benjamin Goldberg is now wearing a small bottle of poison in his pocket. Anyone who dares to offend him will take a sip to ensure a sound sleep.

…

Zhao Chuanxin slept very soundly.

When I woke up the next day, my body was still weak, but my spirit was very good.

Miao Cuihua has been watching over him and asked: Are you hungry? I made porridge, your favorite pickles.

“No buns? Bad review!”

I've read medical books, and people can't eat and drink when they're weak.

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the chopsticks and suddenly looked up, but said nothing.

Miao Cuihua said with a smile: I'm looking for your sweetheart, right?

Don't talk nonsense, my best friend is you. Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth.

That beauty with a big mouth, I have arranged a place for you. She said she will live in Hawaii from now on. Miao Cuihua did not accept this trick.

Zhao Chuanxin was a little relieved.

Alas, I am really becoming more and more soft-hearted.

In the past, we were all ruthless, so why did we care about other people's lives?

Xilihulu, eat a bowl of porridge in three or two mouthfuls.

The pickles on the plate are not enough for three chopsticks.

Zhao Chuanxin wiped his mouth and suddenly gritted his teeth: Where's Benjamin's piece of shit?

Miao Cuihua said: He went to buy some medicinal materials today, and I don't know what he was going to do. By the way, he spent your money.

Zhao Chuanxin's mood immediately improved: That's okay.

At night, Benjamin Goldberg led a group of Kanaka tribesmen carrying sacks back under the stars and the moon.

Everyone put down their bags, took Benjamin Goldberg's money, and left happily.

Master, look, this is our secret weapon.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his head and took a look. There was some kind of fruit in the bag, with roots and leaves.

He couldn't tell what kind of plant it was.

Benjamin Goldberg held out his hand: Give me the ecstasy lamp.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyebrows: Did you figure it all out so quickly?

Haha, Master, you know me well. I don't seem stupid, but I'm actually very smart.

Miao Cuihua knocked on his head: Speak carefully.

Zhao Chuanxin handed over the ecstasy lamp: You operate it and I'll take a look.

Benjamin Goldberg opened a bag, held a enchantment lamp over it and muttered something.

A burst of mist escaped from the ecstasy lamp and enveloped the plants in the bag.

After the ecstasy lamp retracted the fog, Zhao Chuanxin saw that the contents of the bag had shrunk a lot.

Benjamin Goldberg took out another test tube, chanted a few spells, and poured a very fine mist into the small bottle.

The mist condenses and turns into a yellow-green liquid.

Zhao Chuanxin clicked his tongue in surprise: What's the use of this?

Benjamin Goldberg shook his head: These are extracts from several plants. Some can cause vomiting and diarrhea, some can cause a burning sensation and cause headaches, some can paralyze people, and some can cause headaches. lose consciousness……

As he spoke, he turned the liquid in the test tube into mist again and disappeared into the ecstasy lamp.

From then on, the ecstasy lamp became poisonous.

Zhao Chuanxin geared up: Okay, that's great. Find someone to burn charcoal tomorrow, and we'll make gas masks and RPG rockets, everything must be done well!

He will make the remaining creatures bleed into rivers!