Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 399 Kingdom Central Server Opening

During the internal test, this piece of land, which was once the training ground of the Dark Flame Empire Fortress, was divided into a logistics center for the players, and finally supported them in launching the Battle to Defend Sunshine City.

But after the public beta, for players who have completely walked out of the underground, this so-called logistics center is obviously not so "central".

In terms of heavy industry, Manyuan has more abundant resources, and in terms of light industry, Manyuan has more sufficient labor, so they relocated their industries and went to the new world to venture out.

But this does not mean that the logistics center has completely lost its competitiveness. In addition to the high-end metallurgy and forging of the dwarf master Wilmo, the gold content of the Holy Tree Lake is still strong.

It is important to understand that time is life. In order to obtain experimental results faster, agricultural breeding experts on Earth will even set up research centers in places where more than one harvest can be produced in a year.

Therefore, this circle of [Continuous Plant Growth] buff with Grayson as the center is simply their paradise. After the public beta was launched and a large number of talents from Earth entered the game, the land was quickly divided up by experts from various countries.

And now, Grayson digested the Jungle God's clone and officially became "Him". This circle of buffs expanded a second time, directly covering the entire logistics center, and even a small part of the Soul Palace in the north and the actual combat training camp in the south.

The agronomists were now even more excited, and they led their team members to work as the kings of farming, cultivating land and planting crops all day long, turning the shores of the Holy Tree Lake into the world's largest plantation.

Moreover, they truly worship the Useful God, just like those great pioneers, who specially erected a statue of Him in their research institutes on Earth.

Anyway, just find a tree and hang a sign. It’s not difficult, it’s fun, and it can be considered as returning a favor.

Therefore, there is a reason why Grayson finally chose to become the god of crops and set the god of agriculture as his ultimate goal - everyone really supports him.

Moreover, He stipulated that His believers must learn how to cultivate and ripen crops in the future. This is the basic skill of our Harvest Church!
As time passed, everything seemed to be changing for the better. Ji Ming once again said goodbye to Tenis and Eleanor and embarked on a journey alone to the royal capital.

During this period, in addition to agriculture, players have actually developed infrastructure in various fields very quickly. Although it has not been fully laid out, there is no problem in continuing to advance the technology tree.

So after much thought, he decided to continue expanding the player map and gradually open up servers in the central area of ​​the Glowing Kingdom to let them experience the social circle of grown men in advance.

Moreover, it must be said that the nobles in the central region are indeed more civilized than those in the southern region. At least Ji Ming did not see much forced taxation and extortion along the way, and everyone seemed to be a lot more decent.

Therefore, he also began to try to enter those larger cities, wanting to experience the local customs and culture in depth and see what is behind this layer of man's skin, just like now.

"A bowl of cream soup, five pieces of white bread, a lamb chop, and two glasses of dark beer, one large and one small. The small one goes first."

Although the bartender could not remember the man's face, he knew that anyone who could order food so skillfully must not be short of money.

So after reporting the meal to the kitchen, he immediately and attentively poured a glass of rye beer and scooped a small plate of peanuts.

"This is a gift for a new guest, sir. I don't see you."

"Of course."

With a chuckle, the guest lifted up his robe, revealing several stirring sticks inserted side by side in the lining, and then patted the suitcase at hand.

"I am a wandering pharmacist. I just came to your place today and wanted to try my luck and find a suitable way to make money."

"The way to make money..."

Of course the bartender could tell that he wanted to buy information from him, but he didn't say anything. He just wiped the cup in his hand and thought with exaggerated movements.

The man obviously knew the rules, so he flicked his fingers lightly and, like a magic trick, pressed a silver coin on the table with a click.

Although as the heartland of civilization, the prices here are much higher than those in barbaric places like Sunshine City, but it is too extravagant to start with a white piece.

"Hey, hey! Master, please be careful. There seems to be a greasy stain on the table. I'll help you wipe it off!"

The result was that the bartender, who had been somewhat reserved before, suddenly became very down-to-earth, and took the silver coins in a flash by rubbing them with oil.

After that, he turned into a chatterbox that couldn't be shut up. All kinds of information gushed out. If Ji Ming wasn't smart enough, he probably wouldn't have been able to remember it all.

After eliminating some useless information that had nothing to do with him and had no value, Ji Ming got what he wanted.

This territory is governed by an earl family with the surname Hantan. This family is relatively conservative and not very ambitious, so they are very kind to the people and have an excellent reputation.

But unfortunately, the old lord was inexplicably injured three days ago. Although he fortunately did not die, the old man was very old and the treatment was extremely poor. Until today, he can't even get out of bed.

Now there is only one wife who is twenty years younger than him and a three-year-old son left in the castle. The country is in a state of doubt, and the girl is plump and attractive. It seems that something bad is about to happen.

"That's it..."

Ji Ming thought for a moment, and after lunch he came to the Earl's Mansion.

The latitude of the Glowing Heartland is low. Although it is still winter south of Jueqiao Pass, there is already a taste of early summer here.

He waved to the iron gate in the scorching sun, but the old man dressed as a guard in the pavilion didn't pay any attention and was still concentrating on reading some book.

Grandma...

There was no other choice, Ji Ming had to use his money ability again, spending it like water and hitting the enemy in the head with great accuracy.

"Hey!"

The old man covered his forehead and was about to get angry, but he found that the hidden weapon he grabbed was actually white.

He was just another chameleon. The security guard, who was too lazy to even pay attention to him, enthusiastically invited Ji Ming in.

But when she learned that he was a traveling doctor who heard that the lord was in trouble and wanted to come to treat him, the smile on her face immediately turned awkward.

"Brother, I'm afraid this is not appropriate..."

Not right, of course not right.

Because in these three days, not to mention anything else, there were eight guys who claimed to be miracle doctors.

However, the current situation is that even the doctors in the vicinity have come to try their luck, but the old lord's condition has not improved at all, even as recently as this morning.

"He fainted and hasn't woken up yet?"

Such an abnormal situation made Ji Ming smell something familiar. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a Holy Light monk in a white robe walking towards him.

"Ah, your Excellency the Reverend Father!"

The old man, who was originally a believer, immediately bowed to him, but the priest with muscular arms just nodded slightly, and his face with several wrinkles clearly showed that he was worried.

Since Huiguang is a country where the power of the nobility and the church is separated from each other, but they have to be entangled with each other for the sake of interests, when a crisis comes, the local church naturally has the obligation to maintain regional stability.

Moreover, witch doctors and witches are inseparable. As the easiest way to gain favors from others, even the Church of the Evil God will urge its believers to learn more medical skills. Therefore, it is only natural that the priest would come to treat the lord.

So Ji Ming did not hesitate and took out a token from his pocket. "Mr. Priest, can I ask you some questions?"

The priest, whose train of thought was interrupted, frowned fiercely. Even if he would not take action, he was obviously ready to shout loudly. However, after seeing the words on the token clearly, he suddenly raised his eyelids.

"Uh, you...you are God's chosen one..."

Ji Ming quietly relaxed the operation of [Suggestion], raised his suppressed charm and appearance a little, and attacked in the form of a big trickster.

Holding the token signed by himself, he smiled slightly.

"The Chosen One is my teacher and also my friend. In order to live up to his trust, I feel that I have an obligation to help your church within my ability."

Considering the skills of the chosen one from the barbaric land that are worthy of the title of "teacher", in addition to a new knowledge that shocked the entire Holy See, it is his medical skills that are famous in Sunshine City.

The priest was overjoyed to finally get reliable help, and immediately invited the pharmacist who called himself Crooked Tree to the depths of the castle.

Pushing open the sturdy iron door in front of me, although the room behind the door was not small, there was still an extremely strong and unpleasant smell of medicine coming from it.

There was an old man lying on the bed, surrounded by several maids and servants who were busy serving him, but they were not doctors and their actions were basically just fake just for the sake of being busy.

As for why in such an ordinary ward, a poorly acted show about chasing dreams in the entertainment industry could be staged...

Because the hostess of this family was sitting on a chair nearby.

Although there was no sound, the tears in her eyes never stopped, and the servants dared not rest for a moment and could only continue COSPLAYing like headless flies.

“Madam Hantan, this is a friend of mine who is chosen by God. He came here on his own initiative after hearing that the Earl was seriously injured. He wanted to see how the old gentleman was doing.”

"Ah? Oh, thank you very much..."

Honestly speaking, maybe because the story of Dalang drinking medicine was too deeply rooted in people's minds, the first thing Ji Ming thought of after hearing this was the classic plot of a young wife murdering her old husband.

But after hearing the voice, the person who turned to look at him was a middle-aged woman with ordinary looks.

Her makeup was not glamorous, her eyes were not shrewd, and she did not have the kind of smug joy that she tried hard to hide but could not suppress, and finally outlasted the old man.

Unless she was really a natural-born movie queen, no matter how Ji Ming maliciously speculated, all he could read on her face was pure fear and sadness.

Because she was actually the nanny when the Earl was ill before, and the relationship between them was very simple, just a story of an elderly widower meeting a middle-aged widow.

It can be considered half pure love...

"Don't worry, I will do my best."

Relying on the fact that the old earl's level was not even a fraction of his own, Ji Ming started by pulling out a list and directly looked at his current character status.

Oh, it's true...

But he was not a fortune teller, so he could only use all kinds of medicines on the old man.

After using all the "conventional means", he took out a strange-looking magic scroll with a painful look on his face.

The moment the scroll touched the count's body, the patterns drawn on it burst into bright light.

"Uh……"

The Earl, who had been silent for a long time, also frowned and groaned, as if he was suffering from some unbearable pain.

However, before the lady and the priest could not help but take action, Ji Ming had already put away the calming talisman that he was eager to use because he detected the curse.

The young pharmacist held the scroll, shook his head and sighed, his eyes showing pity.

"This is difficult. Sir, this is cursed."

"Oh, so it's cursed! As expected of a friend chosen by God, you discovered it so quickly..."

The priest, who had been somewhat tense all along, finally relaxed as he praised her.

As a monk of Holy Light, he certainly knew that the Earl was cursed. In fact, the Earl had become a vegetable because he accidentally triggered the curse when he tried to remove it.

Once he was bitten by a snake, and no one else could be cured. But now, when he saw the pharmacist Wai Shu tell him what the lesion was in one go, he felt relieved and believed in his medical skills.

Mrs. Hantan, who saw some hope, could no longer hold back. She immediately grabbed the Earl's trembling hand and spoke hurriedly.

"Doctor, are you sure you can save him? If you can cure my Lord, I will give you enough money!"

Hearing her pleading with a hint of country accent, Ji Ming no longer hid his strength but showed it with all his strength.

If the curse on the count is broken down, it is actually just "coma", "fatigue" and "weakness".

It's just a bunch of novice apprentice-level curses. It's not difficult to solve. Even a small priest can do it easily.

The problem was that they all appeared together on an overly old body, and the cumulative effect was simply vicious. Even if the priest did not alert the old man, he would have been tortured to death.

However, in front of Ji Ming, these are nothing but dust.

Raising his hand, he poured half a bottle of spirit-gathering liquid into the old man's mouth. Then Ji Ming stacked the evil-suppressing talisman and the mind-calming talisman on top of each other and stuck them on his forehead.

The fastest way to untie a knot is to just pull out a knife and chop it, so when you have a talisman, there is no need to distinguish between complex curses and the like, just burn them all at once.

Even though they will try their best to "bite off" a piece of the host's flesh when they disappear, trying to perish together with the host through counterattack, this pitiful erosion efficiency is totally not enough to deal with the Spirit Gathering Liquid Milk.

Therefore, less than three minutes had passed before the Earl, who had just been pale and looked as if he was about to die, not only had his breathing become steady again, but his face even had a healthy blush.

The lady took his hand.

"Old...master?"

"Cough cough..."

Coughing and exhaling foul air, the count slowly opened his eyes.

"Really... I almost died..."

(End of this chapter)