Chapter 20: People Don't Do It For You
As the saying goes: there are always people who want to fight in the world, and then there are guns!
In order to kill, the magician devoted himself to studying the magical thing of potion. It can be an auxiliary medicine to help improve strength, a panacea to come back to life, or a unique poison to kill.
Anyi doesn't know how many missiles are waiting to be launched in the world every day, and he doesn't know how many missiles are aimed at the land where he lives, but he absolutely can't turn a deaf ear.
Knowing that he will definitely die, he must not wait until the end to struggle and shake his neck on the behead.
What Anyi can do is to do his best to add everything that can assist the chance of winning for the unpredictable future. Just as all countries want to deploy missile defense Skynet, this is definitely not an unfounded worry!
They are all rookies and can't challenge Stoke at all. It's even more impossible to bargain. It annoys him and often kills people. The only thing An Yi can rely on, the glimmer of vitality in panic and helplessness lies in the "poll refining"!
An Yi recalled the introduction of "Introduction to the Dead" again in his mind and thought about how it would help this mission:
"The introduction of the dead, the legendary drug introduction made by collecting the grievances of the dead in the world, is of great attraction to the evil spirits of death!"
It doesn't look like a poison that can kill a big guy like Stoke.
The key is the dosage.
A good dose of medicine, because the wrong dose can also turn into a killing poison, not to mention a rare drug.
An Yi has read all the story materials of "The Divine Realm" and knows that potion refining is a very rigorous science in the mainland of the Divine Realm. It involves all aspects, saving lives, helping the wounded, treating, assisting, highly poisonous... There are countless. Many potion refining masters can also study new formulas according to their own potion system. The development of potion can be said to be luxuriant, which is already comparable to alchemy. However, it is still rare to hear about the "Induction of the Dead", a single drug developed to lure evil spirits.
A small amount of undead will be the beautiful food for evil spirits. Once the dose is too large, it will become a "super ** bullet" to harm evil spirits. As long as it is broken, all the evil spirits around will be looted like crazy demons.
In the face of a turbulent tide of evil spirits like a flood, the danger can be imagined.
Death summoning ritual magic requires the introduction of the dead as a medicine to lure the powerful evil spirit to tear open the channel of the soul world. If the reference of the dead is too much, the blow to the magic test is fatal. Even if you don't destroy the experiment, you won't let Stoke completely lead his nose.
In this evil mission, their shortcoming is that they can't take the initiative. All the mission information is played first and then played, and the life and death are all in Stoke's mind.
All the consequences in the evil mission are unpredictable. They need to master some initiative, so that they can win more chances after the experimental task really comes. And grass mustard scholars, arrows on the string, and hating the sky without tears are all smart people. How big is it to be able to take the initiative in such a critical task? That's why they can agree to Anyi's plan.
Anyi has been liquidated. Most of the 72 formula materials are constantly collected by them, except for a bloody skull skull.
So they acted separately to quietly search for these materials without attracting Stoke's attention, and to avoid being selected to conduct experiments in advance.
How can I avoid not being selected in advance?
The decision is not in their hands. What they can do is to help Stoke take the lead in selecting those who have failed or made mistakes in the task, and fill up the number of experimenters as much as possible each time, so it is inevitable to extend their claws to other players.
If a person doesn't kill himself, he needs time!
"Woman Village Cadre" is a hellish legal player. Just because he chose the Sky Holy Land Alliance that does not belong to the Hell clan, he was sentenced to be a degenerate and assigned to a dark town such as Sparta, which is mixed with dragons and snakes and opposing camps.
He knew that this evil task was not easy to do, and even wanted to take the initiative to find someone to discuss the next step, but all the players on the island suddenly began to become more cautious from the moment they went to the island.
Because everyone knows that if there are successful people in this task, they will definitely live to the end. Everyone is the absolute protagonist in their own consciousness. To put it bluntly, selfishness is human nature. What is impossible to encounter such a rare evil task?
Persevere, persevere, as long as you persist to the end, you will be the winner.
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He received another repetitive task of "collecting blood crystals of blood-sucking mosquitoes".
In the dim basement, there is a thin wire cage covered with a magic net, in which hundreds of parrot-sized vampire mosquitoes are flying up and down, buzzing. The flesh and blood of Warcraft that feeds them on the ground has long been eaten up. They suck blood and meat while secreting a strange blood-colored crystal.
If the "widow village cadre" wants to enter, he needs to apply a well-configured potion on his body to drive away the blood-absorbing mosquito. This potion contains the breath of a powerful superior, which is made of the saliva of the third-order flame lion, and collecting the saliva of these flame lions is also a patient work. Stoke is concentrating on his experiment. Of course, there is no way to collect it, so this is naturally another "collection task".
Widow village cadres need the flame contained in the potion to drive away the blood-sucking mosquitoes.
However, this kind of insect repellent agent is not easy to store. Long-term exposure to the air will slowly reduce the medicinal properties, so they are all fixed in the storage cabinet in the basement.
According to the last step, the widow village cadres did a smooth job, and there was no doubt about opening the magic cage. When the vampire mosquito saw him, he habitually hid in the corner, as if he saw a huge beast.
The village cadres skillfully found blood crystals on the ground, picked them up with tweezers and put them in the bottle.
But the vampire mosquito was soon puzzled. Somehow, it seemed that today's "Honghuang beast" suddenly became very weak, and they began to fly restlessly. The village cadre soon collected 30 of them. When they turned around, they were suddenly stunned. They saw more than a hundred ferocious mosquitoes the size of parrots on their heads staring at him, flashing their wings and making a buzzing sound.
"Ah--"
The sad cry quickly spread far away from the quiet island. There was a blood fog in the basement, and a large number of blood-sucking mosquitoes circled into a black torrent and rushed down...
Stoke's face was gloomy. He glanced at the bloody ground in the basement, picked up the bottle of insect repellent that rolled into the corner and sniffed it a few times. The eyebrows were deeply locked, "There is something wrong with this bottle of medicine. The flame lion's saliva has been added with something else, so that it has no effect." With that, he suddenly turned his head to the group of people in Anyi.
"Who configured this bottle of insect repellent?"
An uneasy mood immediately appeared in the crowd. "Sand Stone" saw Stoke's eyes sweeping at him, so he had to make his debut: "Teacher, I took this task of configuring the potion, but he collected the saliva of the Flame Crazy Lion." With that, he pointed to the "big bag of red dates" standing not far away.
"Damn, what do you mean? When I hand over the saliva to you, it is 100% flame lion saliva. If you fail to configure it, don't push it on me.
A big bag of red dates, just looking at this name can show the person's obsceneness. Being framed, he immediately turned his face and shrugged fiercely.
"How do I know if it's 100% true? Do you think so? It's not that I'm lazy. I spit two mouthfuls of saliva and go in. Then you want to hide behind my back and watch me make a mistake. Is that what you are thinking?
Sand and stone are not good at stubble, and the strange tone of yin and yang can make people angry to death.
The big bag of red dates was fiercely ** and punched the sand stone, "Rely on your mother, whoever spits will die." Hearing this, the arrow huddled in the crowd immediately turned strange on the string.
"Enough!"
Stock roared that this experiment was very important to him. There was no doubt that at this critical moment, he didn't want any other omissions. "Forget it, I don't want to see anything like today happen again."
However... will it be counted?
This is not a place where mistakes are allowed.
The matter is not over. After the widow village cadres were eliminated, there are also players on the island who have made big or small mistakes in the task one after another. It's not that they are not careful, but that things always happen in the process of submitting tasks.
After, people can't find any reason, and they can only bear the results themselves. That night, including the sandstones that had already been said, the big bag of red dates and so on were among the selections.
There are only 20 people left in the team. At this speed, there will be another 8 people tomorrow and 8 more the day after tomorrow. In the end, only 4 players can escape from "Hell Island" and then fly to the sky?
It's just that the death summoning magic ceremony is explicitly prohibited by the two major leagues. Will Stoke really make people live to the end?