Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 134 Lemony

"Continued Cup."

After drinking a glass of red wine, the pretty Catherine propped her clean chin with one hand, and said lazily.

"After finishing this glass, there are three more." Ren continued to pour another glass, the aroma of the red wine was overflowing, showing the quality.

Catherine didn't respond for a while: "What?"

"Your quota here is almost used up." Ren explained calmly with his expression unchanged.

"Hey! I haven't raised the price to ask for information during this time?"

"Catherine, you recently drank the Crimson Moon of 282, do you know something about it? If it weren't for Farolan, it was the place of origin, and you wouldn't be able to drink this kind of wine with perfect taste." Ren explained softly.

It is now the 312th year of the Sixth Epoch of the natural calendar, and the year is the next best thing. The longer the wine is, the better it is.

Farolland has a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery. It is known as the "country of flowers and fruits". The natural calendar of 282 years is the best year of the century. The sweetness, acidity and flavor intensity of the grapes in that year were all high, and the maturity was perfect.

The "Crimson Moon" brewed from the grapes picked that year is famous all over the world.

In fact, except for the rich woman Catherine, almost no one in the bar orders this kind of wine.

It's not that Steve and Eisen can't afford to drink, it's just a bit of a heartache. Extraordinary people naturally have a high income, but their expenses are also a lot.

There are many middle and low-level transcendents who almost eat dirt.

"Okay, I won't drink anymore. I've been struggling financially recently." Catherine was a little sullen.

She is usually not short of money, but currently she is seeking to advance, and the price of related potions and some scarce resources is high, like a bottomless pit, no amount of money is enough to spend.

She waved to Ren, and the two walked out of the bar.

The owner, William Baker, watched them leave. He himself was also at the bar. Every time someone ordered a drink and shouted "raise the price", he would lead people into the back room to talk.

Ren and Catherine walked out of the cross street and walked to the suburbs.

There are some crabapples planted on both sides of the road, with pink semi-double flowers, colorful and fragrant.

The two walked into a warehouse with the door open, and there were some old and dusty furniture on the ground around them.

It's hard to imagine that this is the branch of the Demon Hunters Association in Buchen City.

"The existence of supernatural beings is not a big secret, but according to the established rules, they generally don't act in a big way." Catherine explained with a smile.

She led Ryan up the small, dusty staircase at the innermost end. After reaching the second floor, the decoration was completely new.

Some rose patterns are carved on several fragrant nanmu doors, the texture is beautiful, and the fragrance is strong and persistent.

Catherine pushed open the second door on the left in the aisle.

"Ahem! Old goat, did you let the door squeeze with your head? How many times have I told you to open the window when you smoke!"

The spacious room is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the visibility does not exceed 5 meters.

Catherine held her nose, walked quickly to the window, and pushed open the blinds.

Ren outside frowned and waited for the smoke in the room to dissipate before walking in.

This is a living room, nearly [-] square meters, covered with marble.

On the left are several round guest tables with some ceramic cups on the table, and three sofas.

In front of the right is a long rectangular table, placed horizontally and obliquely. The wooden table is very long, forming a triangle with the corner of the wall. Behind the long table are two counters, leaning against the two walls respectively.

There was a balding, thin, old-fashioned man wearing a pince-nez lying on the table.

He had a large briar pipe in his mouth, and was puffing.

"I said, old goat, do you have to smoke this cheap tobacco?

Scholars of the natural school have studied that smoking is harmful to health. It is said that the lungs dissected from dead smokers are all black. "Catherine said with a look of disgust.

"Tsk tsk, is there anything that scholars dare not study?

The old-fashioned middle-aged man nicknamed Old Goat but without a beard sighed in an ariad tone:

"Little girl, you are young and don't understand. What I smoke is not cigarettes, but loneliness! Life is full of bitterness and helplessness, and I am chewing the bitterness and softness of life."

"Stop doing this, and get down to business. I want to recommend newcomers."

The tone was very impatient, Catherine said unceremoniously.

"Haha, no problem, Catherine, where did you get this stupid bird? Lack of cannon fodder and bait recently?"

The skinny, bald man sat up from the table.

He jumped back very nimbly, sat firmly on the chair behind the table, and looked up at Ren.

"It's a young eagle, an awakened one. Not only can it get out of the body with spiritual power, but it can also guarantee a killing effect within 10 meters."

Catherine's voice changed a bit, a little bit of separation.

She has "struggled" for 7 years before she has such strength, and now she can only achieve 14 meters of psychic energy out of the body to ensure effective killing.

Glancing at the expressionless Ren, the old goat's expression was slightly solemn:
"Haha, is that right? This kid has great potential, Catherine, I've remembered your achievements in introducing newcomers this time."

There are also rewards for recommending newcomers with potential, otherwise Catherine would not waste a lot of time persuading Ren.

The old goat looked at Ren carefully a few times, took out a booklet with a rose pattern on the cover, held a pen in his hand, and asked him, "Young man, what's your name?"

"Rain Ackerman."

"Tsk tsk, it sounds like a farmer's name." The bald middle-aged man nicknamed Old Goat curled his lips and muttered.

"It's Orion." Ren corrected him.

Old Goat Yile: "Hehe, that's not bad. Demon hunters are hunters, and they specialize in hunting those devil cubs."

Lao Shan continued to ask: "Gender?"

Ren just stared at the old goat and said nothing.

"Okay, my lord."

"age?"

"19 years old." Ryan replied.

The old goat twitched, and pointed to his pince-nez:
"Young man, I only wear glasses to pretend to be a gentleman. I don't have a prescription! Let me tell you, except for beauties, I can tell the age of people very accurately. With your appearance, you are 15 years old!"

"19, I have a baby face." Ren said calmly.

"Okay, you have the final say." The old goat was very speechless, no longer entangled in this question, "Psychic type?"

"Colorless." Ren started talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Hey, is there no color? It's a rare type."

The old goat was a little surprised. Most people's psionic powers have "special effects", such as Catherine's crimson light.

After registering all the information, he put away the booklet.

Old Goat first opened the counter on the right, took out a beautiful hunting pistol from it, and placed it on the long table.

Pointing at the hunting pistol, the old goat introduced to Ren in a proud tone:

"Model Hunting Pistol 6, leading the trend of the times, professional headshots for 20 years! Demon cubs are frightened by the news!
The latest technological achievement of the Steam Alliance, the barrel material is Luowen steel (the material in this world), the barrel length is 34 cm, and the total weight is 1.48KG. It contains a psionic (origin) array, which can be injected with psionic energy to increase the flying speed of the bullet.

It can be disassembled. When disassembled, it can be divided into four parts: barrel, grip, handguard, and connecting shaft. Any part can be easily put into a pocket.

The steps are also very simple, first remove the screws of the handguard, remove the handguard, take out the connecting shaft, separate the barrel and the grip, the structure is extremely simple.

One barrel, one trigger, one hammer, almost no failure.

After dismantling, the barrel and the scope are integrated. Even if it is reassembled, there will be no problem of accuracy error, and the barrel can be selected arbitrarily, and the caliber and length can be replaced according to needs. Except for the mechanical sight on the barrel There are also guide rails, which can be installed with various scopes you like. "

A bunch of professional explanations made Renn feel unclear.

Ka Ka ~

The old goat pressed the small switch on the butt, pulled out the magazine, and discharged 7 rounds of bullets.

The bullets of these bullets have a silvery white luster, and some runes are engraved on them.

"Duyin, a demon hunting bullet engraved with holy script (a kind of warlock rune), can be injected with spiritual energy to increase the lethality of the bullet. 21 bullets are provided for free, and you will be charged next time." The old goat smiled Mimi. Said.

It looks pretty good.

Ren took the demon hunting gun, put away the bullets, and took a sky blue ring from him and put it on his index finger.

This is a hunting ring, a kind of keepsake, and the warlock runes in each ring are different.

The old goat skillfully opened the lower half of the counter on the left, and inside were cold weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds:

"Young man, do you need anything? Customized ones will cost you more."

"Here is a moon blade, about 70 centimeters in length, with a slightly longer handle and a lower arc," Ren said.

Moon Blade is the name of Taidao in this world.

The old goat rummaged around a bit, and pulled out an extremely sharp demon hunting knife that was almost in the shape of a horizontal knife.

The blade is thin and thin with very low curvature.

The old goat stretched out his withered palm and handed the knife to Ren:

"The Demon Hunter 7-style long knife is made of holy silver and black steel, tough and durable, and has a spiritual energy array inside, which can effectively import spiritual energy.

By the way, anyone who likes this knife is a mad dog! "

For the witcher, Mad Dog is a compliment.

Finally, the old goat opened the upper half of the counter on the left, and carefully took out a test tube that was as long as a middle finger.

Inside the glass test tube is a golden liquid.

"Welfare, the treatment only available to those who are born awakened." Ren took the test tube, hesitating for a moment.

He had tried Catherine's Demon Hunter 5-style long knife before, and he could also use weapons with psionic arrays in this world.

When Ren runs the knight breathing method, he will absorb the free psionic particles in the air and transform them into "the air of the stars".

Now the grudge in his body seems to have the attribute of "spiritual energy", and he can use all kinds of extraordinary equipment in this world.

Looking at Ren holding a glass test tube, hesitant.

Sitting on the sofa beside her with her legs crossed, Catherine said with a smile:
"Ren, being cautious is a good thing. This is a natural source, the most widely used first-level potion, purchased from the natural school, and the best of its kind.

Even the holy water of the church is inferior. If you don’t drink it, you can give it to me, and my sister can have sex with you. "

The old goat shrugged his shoulders and explained casually:

"Don't worry, young man, it has been used for more than 2000 years, and if there is any problem, you will be drunk to death.

As for whether to mix it with seasoning, it is simply impossible, even if it is mixed with a little more water, it cannot be golden. "

Ren slowly unscrewed the stopper of the test tube and carefully licked it.

The tongue trembled slightly, as if every cell in the body was conveying the sense of hunger, and the fighting spirit in the body was also active.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and drank it in one gulp, um, it tasted good, lemony, and after a while, a cool feeling spread all over his body, followed by a burning pain.

When these feelings disappeared, Ren was surprised to find that his strength seemed to have improved a bit, and his battle energy had also increased significantly, which was equivalent to practicing for a month!

'Good stuff, it makes me want to rob. '

Ren narrowed his eyes slightly. If he had a lot of "natural sources" to cultivate, it would not be a dream to become stronger quickly.

Seeing Ryan with bright eyes, the old goat tried to persuade:
"How about it, young man, do you still want it? If you want it, you can do the mission, as long as you don't die, money, beauties, potions, force guns...everything is available!"

Ren rolled his eyes when he heard that.

He had heard from Steve and Eisen that the demon hunter was one of the extraordinary professions with the highest casualty rate.

It is possible to get rich, but the possibility of grass growing on the grave is higher.

　People code words on the train.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)