Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King

Imina stepped on brown boots, her long legs moved, walked to Tang Zheng, and sat down without any politeness.

Bang!

The bulging money bag was placed on the stone table, causing the table to shake.

"Here are 61 silver coins and 7 copper coins. The 100 healing potions you gave me have all been sold. This is all the money."

When Imina mentioned the amount of coins, her throat moved slightly, but her expression still looked cold.

"So fast, it's only been one night." Tang Zheng glanced at the money bag and said in surprise.

Imina blinked, her amber eyes with a strange look: "You have been staying here, so you have no idea how popular the healing potion you are making now is in the North Market."

"Except that the taste is a little strange, there is a fishy smell."

At this point.

Imina turned her head and glanced at the weak ogre tied to the stone chair with much less vitality.

This is definitely the most profitable business she has ever seen. You only need to extract the blood of the ogre, and then you can make a lot of healing potions!

Okay.

Thinking this way is indeed a bit offensive to the alchemist in front of him, but the blood of the ogre can be continuously regenerated.

Compared with those herbs that need to be collected and prepared, it is simply free of cost!

Tang Zheng noticed Imina's self-light and smiled gently.

He could guess what the other party was thinking.

Speaking of which.

This ogre was accidentally obtained by Imina as a middleman who promoted it to him.

Tang Zheng originally planned to use the remaining two baskets of herbs in the prop box. After encountering this ogre, he suddenly thought that since the poison sac of the hanging spider can be used to prepare alchemical potions.

Is it possible that the blood of the ogre, which is naturally endowed with strong recovery ability, can also be used to prepare potions? Unexpectedly, he really made it.

"Correction, it's not a healing potion, it's an alchemical potion, the correct name is "Regeneration Potion 2"

Tang Zheng reminded, reached out to take the purse, grabbed the bottom, and poured all the coins on the stone table.

Ding~Ding~Ding~

A large number of silver coins mixed with several copper coins, under the sunlight, exuded a flowing silver luster.

Imina subconsciously stared at the silver coins rolling on the table.

"According to the previous agreement, eleven silver coins are your reward, and these seven copper coins are for your errands."

Tang Zheng took out a part of the silver coins, pushed it in front of Imina, and then put the rest of the silver coins into the purse.

From the beginning.

Tang Zheng really didn't think about making money. His real purpose was just to quickly increase his fame and attract Renas, who had always wanted to treat her rotten cheeks due to the curse.

In the other party's situation, as long as there is hope, he will definitely try!

In the future, Renas joined the "Four Knights" of the Empire, essentially to find a way to cure her curse. She even publicly stated that if she could cure the curse, she would attack the Blood Emperor without hesitation.

Imina looked at the silver coins in her hand, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

"How many potions do you have? I can eat them all." Imina's amber pupils shone.

"Are you short of money?"

Tang Zheng did not answer directly, but asked back, "Of course I am." Imina leaned back with her slender upper body and spoke very calmly.

As a half-elf born from the marriage between forest elves and humans, she would not be too popular in the eyes of elves or humans.

At least money will not betray you.

"You should be targeted by someone now." Tang Zheng smiled.

"So what?"

Imina raised her chin nonchalantly, "I'm just a middleman, the real problem is you."

"Your 50 gold coins are not wasted. This is the residential area of ​​the nobles, and there is a central square between you and the imperial capital. Even if someone wants to cause trouble for you, they dare not do anything here."

"So make a bigger fuss." Tang Zheng smiled.

"What do you mean?"

Imina was stunned.

"What you need to worry about now is not whether there is potion or not, but whether the blood provided by the ogre is enough."

Tang Zheng raised his hand to the side, pointing to the weak ogre tied to the stone chair, and reminded: "You don't really think that the ogre's recovery ability is unlimited."

"Yi Lai thinks of a way."

Imina gritted her teeth and nodded vigorously.

It's not easy to get a chance to make a lot of money, she doesn't want to give up just like that.

"Then I'll trouble you, Miss Imina." Tang Zheng said.

The half-elf Imina in front of him, as a local, is much more convenient than him as an outsider.

Speaking of which.

The future of this half-elf is a bit miserable.

According to the time, the other party should join a team called "Four Counselors" in two years, with the concept of "wanting to get more money".

The so-called "worker team" can be understood as adventurers who have not joined the Adventurer's Guild. They are not bound by anything and can accept any commission at will according to their own preferences and money.

As a result.

They became a group of inconspicuous victims between the Bahas Empire and the Tomb of the Bone King.

Imina and the captain of the work team were filled with insect eggs by the Hungry Fox Insect King, one of the five evils of the sixth level, and used as nest materials for the insect swarm. Another priest was subjected to memory manipulation experiments by the Bone King, and his memory was cleared and he became a complete invalid.

The worst was the girl named Alshe from the "Four Planes", whose whole body was reasonably used.

The vocal cords were given to Anmat, a worm sister in one of the maid groups, the head was given to the high-hat demon, the arms were divided equally between the struggling dead, and the skin was taken away by Demiurge.

The distribution was really reasonable!

A hint of coldness flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes. This was no longer a question of whether it was miserable or not.

It was that the living and the "Nazaric Underground Tomb" represented by the dead had an irreconcilable contradiction from the beginning.

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?"

Imina suddenly felt the air inexplicably cold, and she actually felt a dangerous breath from the alchemist in front of her.

This made Imina's eyes reveal doubts. She found that her previous judgment of Tang Zheng might be wrong.

"Nothing."

"I just need to trouble you for one thing. Investigate which adventurers or workers have suffered serious injuries and disabilities?"

"Just say that I have created a more effective alchemy potion and can try to treat them for free."

Tang Zheng's expression returned to a gentle look and spoke softly.

"No, no problem." Imina carefully looked at Tang Zheng. No matter how you look at him, he doesn't look like a powerful person.

But the feeling just now is not wrong.

Imina did not stay for long, put on the black robe again, and swiftly climbed over the wall and disappeared.

The Great Arena of the Empire.

In a luxurious room with various exquisite weapons.

Osco, the empire's largest businessman, looked at the bottle of potion on the desk and was silent.

For a long time.

The big businessman Osco slowly spoke: "Is the identification information of this potion accurate?"

"The pharmacists of the major workshops in the imperial capital have already identified it, and the conclusions are the same. This is an alchemical potion made with the blood of ogre as the main material."

"The specific craftsmanship is unknown. The pharmacy shops in the major workshops have suffered a lot of losses due to the appearance of this potion." The middle-aged man dressed as a butler reported in a low voice.

The big businessman Osco didn't seem to care about the loss of the potion workshop. Instead, he hesitated and said: "Does the King of Wu know?"

"I know."

The middle-aged butler's voice trembled.