I'm Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 122


122 Chapter 113-old friends at first sight (3)

In the cold alley opposite the temporary hut.

The two men, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, watched all this silently.

They were all wearing black trench coats.

On the top of his head was a windbreaker that was a little too big to fit his head.

At the end of the hat, a black silk scarf like a bird's feather drooped down, indicating their identity as the ” black scarf gang.

The tall man coughed heavily and said in a gloomy tone, ”

although it's an old district that no one cares about, they really don't put us, the black Scarface gang, in …

There was a slap.

He was punched in the head, and even his hat was knocked off.

“Idiot.”

The short fatty cursed in a low voice,

“Why aren't you picking up the hat?”

The tall and thin man dejectedly bent down to pick up the hat, his face full of indignation.

The short fatty sneered, ”

“This kind of adventurer who has the courage to walk around the city alone is a typical IQ test machine!”

“What's wrong? Not convinced? If you dare to cause trouble there, I promise I'll see your body in the drainage canal tomorrow.”

The tall and thin man grinned and said, ”

“You're too cautious!”

“You think I can't tell? The one on his shoulder is a gargoyle, level 40.”

but as long as we call for more people …

There was a slap.

Another heavy punch.

you're really trash. You can't even pick up a hat.

The short fatty cursed in a low voice, ”

you're so f * cking tall. I'll have to jump up to hit your head. I'm so angry.

if your sister didn't beg me to take care of you last night, I would really leave you to fend for yourself.

The tall and thin man covered his head with both hands and didn't dare to make a sound.

“Do you think that the level shown to you is the real level?”

The short fatty lit a cigarette and his mood gradually calmed down.

“Remember to train your ‘insight' to a higher level. Do you see the couple over there? That's the intelligence personnel of the ‘rock Dragon society', the one on the left selling fake medicine is a member of the' secret society', and that, that coquettish woman, she's most likely a Scout of the ‘irispetal market'. ”

so many elite characters are just watching. Who gave you the courage to go out and cause trouble? ”

The tall and thin man looked around, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

“I'm sorry … Brother-in-law.”

The short fatty cursed, ”

“Don't call me brother-in-law outside!”

“Yes, yes, yes.”

“Team leader hanses.” The tall and thin man asked weakly, ”

“Then we're just going to watch?”

Hans shook his head.

“Paper and brush.”

The tall and thin man quickly took out a pen and paper.

“Name, Wellington, most likely a fake name.

Age: 40+, suspected to have a disguise.

His initial speculation was that he was an Alchemist with a level 40+ gargoyle. He could not rule out the possibility that the gargoyle was an elite mode.

Level 33, definitely a disguise. Initial speculation is level 45+, not ruling out the possibility of extraordinary …”

Hans spoke very quickly.

The information was written down.

Hans took the letter, nodded in satisfaction, and threw away the cigarette in his hand.

“Give this to ‘Mrs. Mason'.”

The tall and thin man said in surprise, ”

should we report this matter to the third floating island? ”

Hans nodded with a deep gaze.

“A powerful Alchemist is worthy of the respect of the Masters on the floating island.”

“Hurry up, don't fall behind the others.”

The tall and thin man ran away in a hurry.

In a small alley.

Only Hans was left smoking in silence.

It was evening.

Wellington announced the closing of the stall, and everyone dispersed in disappointment. There were no signs of trouble.

“What a simple and honest folk custom.”

Hans laughed drily and said hello to a few of his colleagues who were hiding in the dark. He then turned and disappeared into the alley.

In the evening.

Roger was walking on the path leaving sunrise town.

In the beginning, there were still a few people following him.

However, when they left the town, those people stopped.

Roger was greatly disappointed.

the result of the first IQ test was that everyone passed.

as expected of someone who can survive in such a harsh environment.

He had wanted to fish for a while.

He could get more information on the monsters while killing a few gang members.

Now it seemed that he had reached the lowest level.

The low-level fishing method of ‘showing off' was no longer suitable for this version.

He was different from the country bumpkins of the red sleeves Brotherhood.

The gangs in Jewel City were all old foxes.

Each one was slimmer than the last, and they were not fooled at all!

The good news was …

Thanks to the lucky man, the information on the monsters in the red earth wilderness was very complete.

It was strange.

Ever since that lucky person had achieved great success, the failure rate of the enchantment on the gold-Turning Stone had skyrocketed.

In the end.

Roger's weapons were almost broken by a touch.

After six weapons were broken in a row.

Roger decided to pack up.

The gazes of the crowd were becoming more and more strange.

If this continued, he was afraid that he would be surrounded and treated as a liar.

In reality.

If not for the gargoyle's deterrence.

Perhaps someone had really made a move.

When he left.

His sixth sense detected that someone was suspecting that the lucky man was his agent.

This made Roger smile bitterly.

He felt like he had been scammed.

Fortunately, in the past few days, apart from the consumption of the Golden stones, Roger had still made a lot of money …

His net profit was close to 20000 copper coins!

This didn't include the value of information on magical creatures as the threshold for enchantment.

“It seems that enhancing weapons is a good deal.”

He thought about it.

Roger was even more grateful to the dead Wellington.

The next day.

The representatives from the six floating islands came to sunrise town one after another.

It was just as the gang leaders had judged.

The floating island valued alchemists who were good at enchantment.

But the problem was …

Wellington had disappeared!

It was as silent as when he came.

When he disappeared, there was also no news of him.

This was hard for the gang leaders.

They had mobilized a lot of manpower to search for it, and some had even secretly used the power of divination, but the information they obtained was still only a scale.

This incident caused a huge commotion in sunrise town.

It took a long time for it to return to its usual calm.

However, in the drainage canal outside the town.

There was another pile of corpses with disfigured faces.

Roger naturally didn't know anything about this.

On the second day after he received the information.

Thus, he embarked on a brand new path of making friends.

Three days later.

Red earth wasteland.

The sun was scorching.

On the raised Stone Hill.

A long-dead Warthog was lying quietly in the shadows.

Roger had buried himself in the sand, waiting for a fated person.

Two days before entering the red earth wilderness.

Roger didn't find a single monster.

Soon, he found the root of the problem.

The demons here seemed to be related to purgatory, and their horned-demon bloodline suppressed them.

As soon as they smelled the foreign underling, all the monsters ran away.

No one was willing to say hello to Roger.

Today, he chose to act alone.

“I hope we can open.”

Roger narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.

Not far away, in the Warthog's mouth, there was a small bright bead.

The bead was filled with a semi-solid and semi-liquid object.

It was a new device that Roger had developed after half a year of seclusion.

[ thunderstorm bead: super-dense Thunder essence polymer ]

[ mana abundance: 14 ]

[ throw/explosion: within the effective explosion radius, the explosion will deal a fixed damage of 480 and cause the target to fall into a continuous state of paralysis. ]

[ producer: Roger and his forever brother, the Thunder Dragon ]

[ production materials: Roger's tail scale, Thunder dragon's bladder membrane ]

The process of making the thunderstorm Pearl was difficult to explain in a few words.

In short, one day, Roger was surprised to find that his second form of tail scales was a little special.

He pulled out a piece and ground it into powder.

With a Little Thunder essence blending agent, it had a more terrifying explosive power than the hand tumor bomb.

This discovery made Roger overjoyed.

He happily picked up his own wool.

After rigorous tests.

He found that the inner membrane of the Thunder dragon's bladder was the best sealing material.

And so, another great item was born.

Half a year passed.

He had accumulated more than 1000 thunderstorm beads.

It was enough to start a small-scale war.

In the process of studying the ‘thunderstorm Pearl'.

Roger also discovered the value of the Thunder dragon's eggs, which were originally thought to be useless-

After a simple fire roasting, the substance in the Dragon egg would solidify into a kind of paste-like substance.

This kind of Dragon ointment had a very high combustion value. With this as the foundation, Roger developed ” Dragon fat fire “.

[ Dragon fat fire: flammable ]

[ mana abundance: 6 ]

[ characteristics: after being ignited, it will have an extremely high burning efficiency. Items soaked in Dragon fat fire will have a flammable index of +20 ]

[ remarks: bone-crushing and ash-scattering set +1 ]

The two items mentioned above were the small contributions Roger made as a pharmacist during his recovery period.

It might not be so convenient for them to deal with humans.

However, when it came to dealing with demons, it was particularly effective.

For example, the current situation.

[ sixth sense: a multi-legged Earth Dragon is approaching. ]

Roger held his breath.

The soil under the stone Hill wriggled slightly.

All of a sudden.

A huge creature broke out of the ground and bit at the delicious Warthog!

BOOM!

Before the violent explosion happened.

Roger, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, threw the mark of evil in his hand!

[ you have killed 1 multi-legged Earth Dragon ]

[ you have gained 17 XP. ]

[ the softness of your hair has been slightly improved. ]

“Swish!”

Roger spat out the sand in his mouth.

This was the first mark he had obtained since he entered the red earth wasteland!

But this attribute …

He could only say that he was unlucky.

Roger didn't move as he looked at the dismembered body of the multi-legged Earth Dragon. He chose to continue hiding.

At dusk.

Dark shadows emerged from under the rocks and swarmed toward the corpse of the many-legged Earth Dragon.

Roger had a kind smile on his face.

He patiently seized the opportunity.

He waited until the multi-legged Earth dragon's body was completely covered by the shadow.

Only then did he make his move!

A bottle of Dragon fat fire was thrown over.

A spark lit up.

The ground was filled with flames!

The shadows were evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

[you have killed 1 giant God ant.]

[you have gained 1 XP.]

[ your kidney's metabolic capacity has been slightly improved. ]

“Barely passable.”

Looking at the giant God ants struggling in the fire, Roger silently ranked them as ” acquaintances by chance “.

It was about the same as the younger brother bone Dragon and the younger brother water ghost.

Just as he was about to get up and clean up the mess.

His sixth sense suddenly moved.

Amidst the chaos.

He noticed an extremely ugly bug swaggering into the fire.

After a while, it flew out with a large piece of burnt meat about the size of its body in its mouth.

“A bug that's not afraid of fire?”

Roger was interested and put a ” Hunter's Mark ” on it.

He was prepared to tail this insect!

However, as soon as he used the Hunter's Mark, the bug dropped the meat and flew toward Roger aggressively!

Roger didn't dare to be slow and slapped him.

Crushing palm!

Pa!

The bug was smacked to death by Roger.

he's so ugly and so arrogant. I thought he was strong …

Roger was puzzled.

A new prompt appeared on the interface.

[ you have killed 1 ether devouring Dragon ]

[you have gained 1 XP.]

[your nerve reflex speed has been slightly improved.]

“Reflex … Reflective?”

Roger quivered and quickly dug the ” bug ” out of the mud.

“It's actually a reflection! This is an attribute on the same level as strong toughness!”

His eyes lit up.

All of a sudden.

He felt that the appearance of the insect in his hand had become extremely delicate and pretty!

Look at that small head and sharp tail, how cute!

“Don't tell me …”

“Is this what it means to hit it off at first sight?”

Roger thought silently.

Chapter end