The career of an evil alchemist that started with picking up a crazy sword girl

Lu Lin reached out and touched Li Mi's head.

The latter still had no expression on his face as usual, but took the initiative to lean forward and rested his forehead on Lu Lin's shoulder.

Lu Lin was slightly startled.

He felt the trust that Li Mi gave him.

Moreover, it was the trust that he tried to give again after being betrayed like that.

Lu Lin suddenly felt that the weight of this trust was particularly heavy, heavier than a mountain.

But he still hugged Li Mi and accepted this heavy trust without hesitation.

Lu Lin didn't plan to say anything, because that bastard had said enough nice words.

Words meant nothing to Li Mi.

All he could do was let time prove that he would never live up to this trust.

Chapter 145 You are a good person

The next morning, Lu Lin, who had just finished breakfast, stared at the dark blue pendant in his hand and frowned slightly.

Last night, Si Li left naturally after Lu Lin finished refining.

Jack Zhengyi has not come to work yet, and he doesn't know if he has been detained by his teacher again, so there are only three people in the room, Lu Lin, Li Mi and Lan Jie, plus a sweeping puppet wandering around.

Li Mi is drinking corn and lean meat porridge slowly, and Lan Jie beside him has finished his meal. Seeing that Lu Lin looks a little strange, he asked: "Boss, what's wrong? Didn't you say it was done?"

"It's done," Lu Lin said helplessly, "but it seems to have mutated."

"Can it mutate?" Lan Jie was a little stunned.

"Yeah, and it's become a little difficult to deal with..." Lu Lin was a little helpless, thought about it, and began to explain to Lan Jie.

According to the knowledge in Lu Lin's mind, the howling demon spirit is not a product created by living body refining, but a creature that originally existed in this world.

Demon spirits and undead are actually very similar, both are born from dead lives.

The difference is that the undead lose their souls and are reborn with their bodies.

And the demon spirits lose their bodies and are reborn with their souls.

The howling demon spirit is a medium-level demon spirit with average aggression. Legend has it that if a woman who has lost everything in a disaster and then died of excessive grief is likely to turn into this demon spirit.

Its main feature is that the cry spreads very far, which is not only creepy, but also affects people's spirits.

In addition, this special cry will attract demon spirits and monsters to gather, so although the howling demon spirit itself is not dangerous, if you hear their cry in the wild, you still need to be extra vigilant.

But the demon spirit that Lu Lin refined is a bit wrong.

When refining, Lu Lin changed a lot of spells, resulting in this thing full of spell power, and judging from the fullness of the spell power, it is probably much stronger than the average howling demon spirit.

This is very troublesome.

If it is a curse ghost or a puppet, it would be fine if it had this kind of mutation, after all, those things would recognize the refiner as the master after they are refined.

But living body refining is different. This is a very objective refining. Just like the bombs that are refined can also blow up the refiner, the creatures refined by living body refining will not listen to Lu Lin.

In order to refine the potion required by the Black Magic School, Lu Lin has to extract its concentrated magic essence from this thing. If this thing gets angry, it will probably make a lot of noise. Not only will the equipment in Lu Lin's alchemy room be in danger, but it may even affect the entire block.

"In other words, we need a larger venue?" Lan Jie asked.

"Yes, we need a place where we can set up an array," Lu Lin said, "It's better to seal the spread of magic, otherwise if this thing gets angry and spreads some curses, it will be troublesome."

"Ah, if we want to find such a place, can't we go to the underground prison?"

A voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Lin and Lan Jie were both stunned. They turned around and found that Si Li was sitting on a spiral staff and slowly flew in from the corridor.

"Huh? Why did you come so early today?" Lu Lin asked in confusion, "Don't you have to take care of the store?"

"Dunrou is not here, I'm too lazy to open the store, I was bored at home, so I came to take a look," Sili said, "Anyway, they exempted my tax this month, so I have money to spend. It just so happens that I want to discuss something with you. If you don't need this staff, can you sell it to me?"

As she said, she jumped off the spiral staff, picked it up and shook it in her hand.

The staff used to belong to Ming. After Lan Jie brought it back that day, it had been placed in the umbrella rack next to the shoe cabinet to collect dust. Thinking about it carefully, it seems to be a very powerful staff. It seems a bit inappropriate to leave it with umbrellas to collect dust.

"It's too polite to say I'm selling it. I have to thank you for your help," Lu Lin said, "This thing is the spoils of war that you and Lan Jie won together. You two can decide how to divide it."

"Well, that's fine?" Si Li nodded, looked at Lan Jie, and asked, "Then, handsome boy from the Earth Spirit Tribe, what do you say? Name a price?"

"Ah? No, it's not necessary. If you need it, just take it," Lan Jie said, "I can't use it anyway."

"So generous?" Si Li was stunned, "You don't know how much this staff is worth, do you?"

"Ah? How much is it worth?" Lan Jie asked.

"You really don't know," Si Li said with a wry smile, "Let's put it this way, this thing should be about the same price as your knife."

"Ah!" Lan Jie was shocked after hearing this, "So expensive?"

"Now you know," Si Li shrugged, "so name a price, otherwise it seems like I'm taking advantage of you, right?"

"Ah, in that case..." Lan Jie pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "Then, ten gold coins?"

When this price was announced, Lan Jie saw that Si Li was obviously stunned for a moment.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Could it be that... the price was too high?

He remembered that his eldest brother had spent all his belongings to buy this knife, a total of sixteen gold coins.

So if he quoted according to the price of his own knife, he should have quoted eight gold coins.

But he felt that his eldest brother and the merchant must not have known the true power of this knife at the time, so the actual price might be higher.

For this reason, he finally quoted a price of ten gold coins.

Lan Jie was stunned, and so was Si Li.

Ten gold coins?

Does this guy know what he is talking about?

It is actually difficult to price weapons of this level. After all, they are too rare, and each one is unique, with different effects and strengths. It is difficult to find a so-called "market price".

But one thing is certain, this level of weapon, in the hands of someone who knows how to use it, is definitely worth more than a hundred gold.

Si Li had clearly said that this was a weapon of the same level as the knife in Lan Jie's hand, but she didn't expect that Lan Jie would only offer her such a price?

It's impossible that this guy doesn't know the value of the precious weapon in his hand?

Absolutely impossible.

Even if this fool doesn't know, Lu Lin, the insidious and cunning black alchemist, must know.

Then...

There is only one possibility.

Just when Lan Jie wanted to change the price, Si Li waved her hand lightly, and suddenly, ten golden coins flew out of Si Li's wizard robe, drew an arc in the air, and fell into Lan Jie's hands.

"Okay, thank you very much, I'll remember this favor," Si Li smiled at Lan Jie, "Come sit with me when you have time, I'll give you some good things as a thank you gift."

"Eh? Ah, OK..." Lan Jie agreed in a daze, thinking that Si Li was a good person, not only was she so decisive in giving money, but she was also so polite.

Lu Lin looked left and right, and always felt that something seemed wrong.

Are these two people really in the same QQ group: 543659389! Channel?

It seems that they are, but it seems that they are not...

If they are?

Uh.

Forget it, it's okay, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

"By the way," Lu Lin looked at Si Li and brought the topic back on track, "What is the underground prison you just mentioned?"

"Just like the name, it's the prison in this city..." Si Li answered very naturally, "But since you ask this, haven't you been to other city-state prisons in the Land of Chaos before?"

"I really haven't been there," Lu Lin said honestly.

"Is that so," Si Li nodded, "Then you must go shopping. In this kind of place, you can buy a lot of things that are hard to get elsewhere."

Chapter 146 Welcome to the Real Land of Chaos

"You are going to the underground prison?"

The red-haired old gang leader looked at Lu Lin with a strange look.

"Are you going to buy some materials or something? Then just go directly, there is no need to come to me specially"

Hearing this, Lu Lin was stunned for a moment.

Buy materials?

In the prison?

Oh...

Yes, he is a black alchemist. In the eyes of others, it is not strange for a black alchemist to buy living people as alchemy materials or experimental materials.

But can we just go directly?

Can people enter a place like a prison directly?

Although he felt strange, Lu Lin did not ask. Anyway, he was here, so he simply explained: "It's like this, I need a closed environment that can isolate magic to set up a magic circle to deal with a demon spirit."

"Oh, so you want to borrow a place, no wonder you came to me, this is easy to say, there should be many secret rooms that meet your requirements," the old gang leader nodded, "Uh, let me think about it..."

As he said, the old gang leader turned his head to look into the hall and shouted loudly: "Bingzi! Come here!"

Not long after, a thin man with a big round face ran over.

"Hey, gang leader, you called me?" The big round face asked.

"Well, there are three distinguished guests who want to go to the prison to do something. You should go with them," said the old gang leader. "Pick a larger secret room that our gang has not used and lend it to them."

After that, he looked at Lu Lin again and smiled, "Okay, you can go with him. You can ask him if you don't understand anything."

"Oh, okay, thank you, gang leader," Lu Lin nodded.

Seeing this, the big-faced man on the side hurriedly said, "Then you two, come this way."

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Underground prison.

These four words are not so much a place name as a description of what kind of place it is.

It's just a prison built underground in the city.

Anyway, Lu Lin thought so at first, so he imagined the scenes of the prison along the way.

After all, it was a prison cell in a chaotic place. He had thought about how dirty and messy it would be here, and thought about all kinds of miserable scenes here, which might be full of torture instruments or simply a water prison.

But Lu Lin never expected that when Big Face led him down the stairs to the underground, what appeared before him would be a bustling scene with people coming and going and noisy.

This is a prison. Pancake Face was sure that he had not taken them to the wrong place.

In fact, Lu Lin soon discovered that this was indeed a prison.

Because half of the area of ​​the entire underground space was composed of countless independent cells separated by iron fences, and most of these cells were filled with various prisoners.

But as many as the prisoners were ordinary residents who came and went as if they were shopping.

In addition, there were a large number of shops and stalls.

This was the so-called city-state prison, the underground prison of Kenermier City, and also a huge slave market.

No, it was not even accurate to say that it was a slave market.

All kinds of internal organs, organs, limbs, and even complete corpses were sold.

Bloody clothes and weapons were randomly piled on the stalls, and there were countless stalls filled with miscellaneous items. Obviously, these were all "trophies". As for whether their original owners had died in the wilderness or were locked up in a cell, it was unknown.

In addition, there are even shops selling ownerless puppets and pet animals, which are obviously collected after their owners die.