Wizard: I can refine everything

The Salamander looked at Richard, as if he didn't understand what Richard was talking about.

After a long time, the salamander said in a daze: "My name is Climbing. Aren't you a wizard? Why are you asking me my name?"

"I'm not like them."

Richard looked at Climb, and the reaction of the salamander in front of him gave him a strange feeling.

His reaction was not like that of a normal creature.

When Cangpai spoke, his mood did not fluctuate except for a hint of doubt. And when answering Richard's questions, the metal block in his hand was still changing shapes.

This shows that he doesn't care about Richard.

But he also recognized that Richard was a wizard. Needless to say, the reputation of wizards among salamanders was bad. Evil, cruel, and devil were all negative words that often appeared in batches when describing wizards.

But the salamander in front of him didn't have any fear or disgust. .

This is worth studying.

"You are very strange. If it were different before, I might have turned you into a specimen. But now I want to make a deal with you."

"……trade?"

This time Climbing's recovery speed was much faster than before.

"I don't quite understand what this means. Logar never taught me what trading is."

"Logar? Is this the name of this salamander?"

"...Yes, can you save him? He is about to die."

Richard looked at the Salamander behind him. The necromancy spell was constantly sucking his life force, and his life was like a candle in the wind.

“I can save him, but you make a deal with me and this is the price you have to pay.

Pay the price and get the reward, that's the deal. "

Logar could still hear Richard's voice at this moment. He was trying hard to open and close his mouth. He wanted to tell Crawling that wizards were a group of demons and not to agree to this deal.

But despite all his efforts, he didn't hear any sound.

He was dying, and his body was no longer strong enough to support him in speaking.

"...Oh, so this is a deal. Then I'll make a deal with you. Can you save Logar?"

Crawling's answer made Richard smile. He took out a soul contract from his pocket, slightly modified some of the terms on it, and handed it to Crawling.

"This is a contract, just sign your name on it."

Climb took the quill and contract from Richard and looked at Richard blankly.

"Can you save Logar by signing your name? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Richard smiled: "No, treating him is actually very simple. I can't lie to you."

Climb was silent for a long time, and then crookedly wrote the word "Camp" on the contract with a quill.

"Wizard, you are so kind. If you had been here, my mother would not have died."

As the signature was completed, the soul contract turned into a ball of flame and disappeared without a trace.

Richard was in a good mood when he saw this, and immediately opened the crack in the secret realm and threw Logar on the ground into it.

"World Mushroom, cure this salamander."

After that, Richard grabbed Crawling and entered the secret realm together.

…

Suddenly entering the secret realm, Crawling's eyes widened instantly.

In all his life, he has never seen such a strange scenery.

That weird-looking tree is so big. What are those flying next to it, bugs?

There are many flowers on the ground. Is that the statue of the wizard over there? What is that thing standing on his shoulder?

Looking at the plants and trees in the secret realm, I felt like I had entered another world.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Logar, who was thrown in, was now tied up by the mycelium of the World Mushroom. The undead spell on his body had been expelled, and a steady stream of vitality was transported into his body along the mycelium.

In a moment, Logar's body got rid of the previous serious injury and became as healthy as usual or even healthier.

However, in order to prevent the Salamander from doing anything outrageous, the mycelium of the World Mushroom did not loosen after curing him.

"Climb, go and see the Logar you mentioned."

Climb walked to Logar and looked at him carefully.

After reading it, he looked at Richard in shock: "It's amazing, it's really cured."

Richard smiled, then called a few holy tree elves to take Climb aside.

Then he walked up to the salamander that wanted to kill him with its eyes. The salamander was wearing a blood-stained robe, but a shield symbol could still be seen on the right chest of the robe.

This mark Richard knew, it was the mark of the Shield of Morik.

Under Logar's murderous gaze, Richard kept groping Logar's body as if nothing had happened. Soon, he found a folded white paper under the scales.

The paper also has gold veins.

"Oh, there's also an unexpected bonus."

Richard opened the paper, and there were several lines written in cipher text on it.

Logar looked at Richard with eyes as fierce as a wild beast.

"Don't get anything from me!"

Li glanced at the self-aware Salamander, and then a piece of information appeared in front of his eyes.

[Material: Salamander's cipher paper]

[Information that can be extracted: Salamander’s mission]

[Refining consumption: 1 mental power]

"It turns out he's an executive." A smile appeared on Richard's lips, and then he chose to refine.

Soon, Richard knew the mission of this salamander.

"Help Alchemist Master Carion evacuate."

Richard read out the contents of the paper in front of Logar. Although Logar concealed it well, the shock still did not escape Richard's eyes.

"Haha, it seems to be true."

Richard looked at Logar and said calmly:

"Listen, Salamander. You are worthless compared to that little guy. I have a contract here, you'd better sign it.

This is good for both you and me.

Of course, you can choose not to sign, provided that you can survive my next move."

Logar looked at Richard with burning eyes, and the flames of anger seemed to be able to shoot out of his eyes and burn Richard to ashes.

"Wizard, you'd better kill me immediately. Otherwise, when I escape, I will definitely..."

Logar was interrupted by a sharp pain before he finished speaking. The tiny white hyphae seemed to drill into his body through the gaps between his scales, like a brush, repeatedly rubbing on Logar's nerves.

It felt like countless steel needles repeatedly thrusting in and out of his flesh and blood, and the intense pain instantly made Logar lose the ability to speak.

Richard looked at him calmly: "I am not interested in your harsh words, and you can't do everything you said."

He made a gesture, and the World Mushroom controlled the mycelium to send Logar into the World Mushroom's fungus stem.

In fact, even if Logar could survive these tortures, Richard still had a way to make him work for him.

The World Mushroom can produce a kind of zombie fungus, which can erode the nerves and even the brain of organisms. Once the erosion is complete, the original organism will naturally die, but his body will become something like a zombie or a spirit figurine under the action of the zombie fungus.

And the World Mushroom can affect and control the body created by these zombie fungi.

Although this fungus takes a long time to work to achieve this, and organisms with energy circulation can easily counter it.

But Logar obviously has no ability to resist in the hands of the World Mushroom.

If Logar is still unwilling, then this is what awaits him.

Richard walked to Papa, who was carefully communicating with the Holy Tree Spirit. It seemed that because their intelligence levels were at the same level, the communication between Papa and the Holy Tree Spirit was unexpectedly smooth.

Papa gestured to the Holy Tree Spirit, and the Holy Tree Spirit sprinkled a glowing magic dust, which seemed to show Papa his ability.

"World Mushroom, check if there is anything wrong with the brain of this fire lizard."

"Yes, Master."

Mycelium emerged from the ground, attached to Papa's scales, and drilled into the gaps between the scales.

Papa felt an itch on his back and reached out to scratch it, but was stopped by Richard.

Richard said with a pleasant face: "Papa, don't move, I'll check you again."

"...Oh."

After a while, the mycelium was pulled out of Papa's body.

"Master, there is an abnormal growth in the thinking organ of this fire lizard. This growth squeezes his thinking organ, causing his thinking organ to be somewhat underdeveloped."

Richard nodded, and understood in his heart: "No wonder this fire lizard behaves so abnormally, it turns out that there is a tumor in his brain."

"Can this tumor be removed?"

"Yes. But his thinking organ has been oppressed by this growth for a long time, and it has become somewhat deformed. Removing this growth may cause him to have mental problems."

"Will he die?"

"No."

"Will it affect his talent?"

"Maybe."

Richard frowned. If it might affect his talent, then there is no need to remove this tumor.

He signed a contract with Papa for his alchemical talent.

"Can this tumor continue to grow?"

"The growth rate is very slow."

"Then don't remove it." Richard said indifferently.

The tumor is still benign for the time being, so there is no need to change it.

Richard has a better attitude towards these fire lizards than other wizards. But in his heart, these creatures that look like lizards and are covered with scales are still aliens.

Although the saying "Those who are not my kind must have different hearts" is a bit too absolute, it does describe a common phenomenon in many cases.

Two ethnic groups with different races and living environments must have great differences in culture and customs. In addition, due to the different appearance characteristics caused by the different structures of different races, it is a rare thing to trust different races.

"Papa, you stay here for the time being. If you need anything, just let the Holy Tree Elves convey it to the World Mushroom."

As he said, Richard took out a piece of armor plate with gold patterns from his magic pocket and handed it to Papa.

"If you are bored during this period, you can take a look at this first."

When Papa saw the armor plate, his eyes widened instantly.

"Wizard, is this for me? This thing is better than Master Haye's work, better..." Papa racked his brains and finally found an adjective.

"It's even better looking!"

Richard smiled, put down the armor plate and left the secret realm.

There was not only a task on that piece of paper, but also a coordinate. The location of the coordinate was probably the location of Master Kallion.

Richard wanted to try and see if he could sign a contract with Master Kallion.

There are so many salamanders, there must be a few soft bones.