Our family is in decline

These books are all clearly cursed, and most of them are clear enough not to cause trouble. Only some novices who want to try their luck will be interested.

And these people don’t have much money on hand. If the price is too high, they won’t be able to harvest leeks.

Anyway, he is the only one here who can collect these things. It can be said that no matter what, there is a high probability that it will come back to him in the end, and the money will be earned in vain.

Lance went straight to opening the two boxes.

What makes people's eyes melt is a book called "Spiritual Vision". It has many holes eaten by insects and ants. It looks ordinary and even a bit tattered, but there is indeed a spiritual light floating on it.

The other thing that will explode is an unknown item sealed with wax in a metal cylinder, which vaguely gives off a weird feeling.

"Just do the math, I want them all."

Lance took the books he had just selected and argued with the store owner for a while before lowering the price slightly.

But the way I looked at the shop owner when I left, it felt like I was looking at a dead person.

A novice dares to be so crazy. He knows at a glance that there is no guide. He has seen too many similar guys~ When he first came into contact with extraordinary power, he thought he was the chosen one.

Lance didn't react much. He went out to find a place and threw the book directly into the display room, and then started shopping.

Alchemy workshops, extraordinary equipment stores, spiritual material stores...the shops on the street are basically related to extraordinary things. As for the stalls, they all sell similar things. Of course, there are also some fakes among them.

There were all kinds of strange things along the way, which satisfied Lance's curiosity, but he didn't take action. Firstly, he didn't know the specific situation, and secondly, there was no need.

Just like Tamara said, nothing that can be displayed is too rare, and truly good things will not be sold just like this.

As for picking up leaks?

It doesn't feel as good as...barbecue.

"The giant forest pig, an extraordinary creature produced in the misty mountains, will strengthen your body and strengthen your physique after eating it. One pound only costs ten copper coins."

Lance spent some money to taste the extraordinary creature's barbecue. It felt similar to ordinary pork, with a slightly rougher texture.

All other parts of a pig are used to make materials. Only the meat and internal organs are the least valuable. But even the price of one pound is two or three times that of beef, which is not affordable for ordinary people.

The process of making spiritual materials through hunting and gathering seems to him to be somewhat backward. Maybe there is an opportunity to try domesticating and planting to obtain raw materials.

…………

After the sky darkened, most of the factories went off work, and the craftsmen there gradually came out of the sweltering heat.

Some of them went directly to the tavern to seek entertainment in order to clear away the fatigue accumulated during the day.

Workshop - Furnace Tavern.

When Lance came here, it was true as the store manager said. Basically, all the craftsmen gathered here were all kinds of craftsmen. If all these people could be tied back to Hamlet, the technical level of the territory would be improved by an unknown amount, and the equipment would be provided. The speed can also keep up with the speed of explosive soldiers.

But it's a pity that it's not possible. First of all, these people are doing well in Totnes. There is no reason to go to a mountain village with him to suffer hardships that has not yet developed.

Secondly, the people here are also the treasures of Totnes. If there is a problem, the supply chain will be broken. Then it will depend on whether the Governor's artillery hits him or not.

What's more, he doesn't have so much money to support so many craftsmen.

I'm greedy, but I can't eat any fat meat, so I can only drink soup.

Although it didn't say that other people were prohibited from entering, Lance's temperament clearly showed that he was not a craftsman, so when he walked in, he attracted a lot of attention.

And these drunkards didn't even close the door after drinking too much. One drunken man raised his glass and shouted at Lance: "Hey! Pretty boy, this is not the place you should come to. Lantern Street is where you should go." The place."

Under the prosperity of Totnes, a large number of people travel even at night, and these pubs, casinos and brothels that specialize in night business will set up torches at the door to attract customers all night long.

In order to differentiate between special places and ordinary places, the light sources used in brothels are often more fancy and the colors are more diverse. It looks like the whole street is decorated with lanterns, so it has the name Lantern Street.

And there are not only women working in these brothels. On the contrary, in such a giant city, there must be a lot of people with special tastes, and there are many people who like pretty girls.

So what he said was actually mocking Lance for being thin and fair.

When Lance heard this, he was not angry but happy. He was worried that he would not be able to gain enough reputation in a short time. Wouldn't it be just right for you to jump out?

He walked up to me without hesitation and said provocatively: "Do you dare to have a round of arm wrestling with me? Whoever loses will buy a drink."

"Hahaha!"

"This kid is crazy."

"Winston, give him some color!"

Lance's move directly set the entire tavern on fire. Everyone laughed loudly as if they were watching a joke. Even the craftsmen who had not noticed this just now looked over.

There were too few entertainment projects in this era, and just drinking and bragging was just that, so the craftsman they called Winston did not refuse Lance's challenge and wanted to have some fun.

But he didn't take Lance seriously at all. He raised a finger and shouted, "I can beat you with just one finger."

Soon a wine barrel was brought out, and Winston raised his muscular arms and indulged in the bragging of everyone.

Lance was not afraid of the looks of the crowd and the ridicule of the people around him. He sat directly opposite and stretched out his hand.

Seeing that this idiot actually dared to stretch out just one finger, Lance was not polite and started to pry it off.

Winston originally thought that he could easily win with an overwhelming advantage, but when he exerted his strength, he found that the opponent was not moving at all. On the contrary, his index finger was pulling his arm in pain and pressing back uncontrollably. When he reacted, he found that He actually lost.

In this situation, it took him two seconds to react. In panic, a cold feeling rushed to his head, dissipating the alcohol. But faster than him were the guys who were watching the excitement, and their mouths were full of vulgar words. .

"Hey! Winston, what are you doing?"

"..."

Various words echoed in his ears, causing him to shake his head subconsciously. His eyes that were blurred by alcohol gradually became clear. When he looked at the man in front of him again, he saw that he was smiling. No matter whether there was any sarcasm in it, it seemed to him that It's unbearable to come.

"I was afraid of hurting you so I didn't use any force. I didn't expect you to sneak up on me and attack me before I was ready."

As he spoke, Winston shook his head and raised his hands again, "One more round!"