The Elven Survival Handbook.

Hearing the other party's name, Diliana felt a chill in her heart. The person who dared to call her little girl was definitely an old monster more powerful than her.

Although the eighth level is currently recognized as the strongest profession, everyone in the Vera Continent knows that a long time ago, there were strong men of the ninth or even tenth level. However, due to the great changes a thousand years ago, civilization has been broken. , the method of advancing to the ninth level has long disappeared, especially in the legal profession. The ninth level standard for magicians is to be able to use forbidden spells, but all the magic forbidden spells have not been retained. Over the years, magicians have continued to join The purpose of joining the ranks of adventurers is to find relevant magical documents while exploring various ruins.

And their efforts are not unrewarded. From time to time, some information about forbidden curses is indeed found in a certain ruins. However, the disaster that occurred was so sudden that the people who were killed had no time to save these precious information. Now they What can be found are only a few fragments of words. To deduce the entire spell from these incomplete data, no one has been able to do it so far.

But now that there is no way to advance to the ninth level, many eighth-level experts are stuck at the peak of the eighth level, far from being comparable to a "young" eighth-level expert like Diliana who has only entered the eighth level for less than ten years. of.

The person who asked the question also hid his face, but his voice was old and his age was obviously unclear. And to be able to call the 60-year-old Diliana who is still youthful and beautiful as a little girl, the other person must be at least [-] years old, or even bigger.

Diliana's eyes swept over the speaker's obviously thin figure even though he couldn't see clearly. She guessed that he might be a strong man in the magic system. She went through all the people she knew in her mind, although she couldn't be sure. But she also knew that this was not something she could offend easily.

She just nodded and said with a smile: "This is exactly what your Excellency said. Life potions are like many magic potions. They are divided into three types according to their quality: high, medium and low. Among them, low-level life potions can increase life span by ten years. As for the remaining We’re actually not sure about the effects of the next two.”

She didn't lie either. She knew that there were intermediate and high-level life potions because the customer who sent these life potions for auction called them "low-level life potions", which Ackerman, the black market manager who received the mysterious guest, heard. After learning the deeper meaning, he revealed the inside story about the intermediate and advanced life potions, which also made him guess that the life potions were probably made by the mysterious guest himself.

However, the guest later became alert and refused to tell him the effects of the other two life potions no matter how much he asked, which made Ackerman very regretful.

But he still found out one piece of news.

It was precisely because of this news that he was able to persuade Diliana to work for the black market - not just the auctioneer this time, she needed to work for the black market for at least a year.

As if she was afraid that everyone was not excited enough, Diliana continued to make fun of her on the stage.

"But what is certain is that the life-extending effect of the intermediate life potion will definitely not be less than 30 years, probably around 50 years, and the high-level life potion will only increase it even more."

50 years?even more?

Everyone in the audience gasped in unison.

"And~and~~~"

The beautiful female auctioneer spoke in a long tone, making everyone feel excited.

This feeling of being in the spotlight made Diliana very useful, and she finally cast the last deep water.

"Although life potions of different levels can only be taken once, the effects of three different levels of potions can be superimposed."

This time, not only were they gasping for air, a group of strong men were so excited that they even forgot to cover up the pressure on themselves. Several terrifying auras suddenly emitted from the entire auction hall, which made the ordinary guests who were already trembling almost lose their manners on the spot. , and even more excitedly, he crushed the teacup in his hand and the armrest of the chair.

The old lich mixed in with the guests was very embarrassed. It had been a lich for too long, and it had forgotten to control its expression after being trapped. It also hadn't interacted with outsiders for a long time, so it allowed the black market to swindle a lot of information. It is conceivable that after this, these people will try their best to dig out the drug maker for the life potion.

It's such a pity that this leather is probably unusable for the time being.

Touching his "face", the old lich sighed to himself with regret, it was very troublesome to make a new skin.

The outburst of pressure from several strong men attracted the guards from the black market. There were hundreds of guards who suddenly appeared around the auction hall. They were all seventh-level strong men. Although the strong men were hidden in the crowd of guests, It wasn't that I couldn't defeat them, but I didn't want to cause trouble, so I quickly restrained my pressure, and the auction hall quickly returned to calm.

On the auction stage, Diliana finally started the auction.

"Ten low-level life potions, one bid at a time, with a base price of 100 million gold coins, and an increase of no less than [-] gold coins each time. Start now."

Even though the base price was only 100 million gold coins, which was not as high as the starting price of the previous artifact, as soon as Diliana finished speaking, almost everyone started to make bids.

"500 million!"

"600 million!"

"1000 million!"

……

The price soared quickly, and everyone fought as if gold coins were not money.

Life has a price, and they all know that the sooner these ten life potions are taken, the easier it will be to get them. In the early stage, everyone will be relatively relaxed, but as they get later, there will only be more people competing.

When everyone thought so, the quotations naturally soared like a plane.

The bidding prices rose too fast, and soon those who did not have enough financial resources had no choice but to withdraw from the bidding and watch others compete.

In the end, after the first low-level life potion was bought by Dennis Charleson in Room 100 for [-] million, this price seemed to be the price of the low-level life potion. After that, the transactions of several low-level life potions The price does not exceed this figure.

They even directly quoted the price when Diliana announced the start, and quickly took the life potion.

The old lich hidden in the crowd was almost bursting with laughter. With so many gold coins, it was enough to buy all the magic materials on the black market.

The elf couldn't help but said to the devil with excitement: "How about I make some life potions to sell next time?"

This violence is simply terrifying. A low-level life potion costs less than one hundred gold coins, but it is sold for more than 8000 million. It can make money faster than robbing a bank.

Even the great nobles may not be able to get 8000 million gold coins - their wealth may be more than this number, but most of it is from various industries. Although the black market also accepts industrial mortgages, the mortgage price is simply free. almost.

The two nobles may not be able to offer high prices, and the professional experts cannot afford it, but they also have their own advantages. If they don't have enough money, they will use other alternatives.

After the fifth low-level life potion was auctioned, a new round of bidding began. Before anyone could bid, someone shouted loudly.

"As long as you give me a low-level life potion, I am willing to work for him for a year."

The speaker lifted up his cloak, revealing a resolute and mighty face.

He was recognized immediately.

"It's the mad knight Clive. I didn't expect him to be here too."

"He doesn't seem to be 70 years old yet? This life potion shouldn't have much appeal to him."

"It's not necessarily for himself. Looking at him like that, he probably needs it urgently."

Clive's shout made the venue quiet for a moment. Ackerman, who was hidden behind the curtain, was very moved when he heard the eighth-level knight's words. Now he still has two bottles of low-level life potion on hand. If he can use one In exchange for such a strong person to serve him for a year, it is really a good deal.

But it's hard for him to come forward at this time, so he can only wait and see what happens.

The eighth-level powerhouse working for him for a year is something that almost everyone is excited about. However, the people participating in the auction basically have a need for life potions themselves. Asking them to buy a potion will already severely damage their vitality. If If you buy one more, you have to carefully consider whether it is a good deal or not.

And not long after Clive shouted, another eighth-level strong man also spoke. He directly said that he could work for the person who gave him the potion for two years. At the same time, he was also a magician who was good at alchemy.

In comparison, the value of Clive as a knight is lower.

And their actions seemed to remind others, and soon the few remaining strong men also expressed that they could work for others for at least two years.

These people were all stronger than Clive, and each had their own backgrounds and connections. When they opened their mouths, naturally no one extended an olive branch to Clive, who was just the captain of an A-level adventurer team.

In the end, Clive, who found nothing, sat in his seat with a gloomy face. The hands under his sleeves were clenched into fists, blue veins popped out, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Since he couldn't buy it, he had no choice but to grab it.

[Want a life potion?After the auction, go to the intersection of Black Street and wait. 】

Clive raised his head suddenly, but couldn't find the source of the sound, and the people around him didn't feel anything strange at all, as if the words were just a hallucination.

But maybe it's true?Clive looked at the ring on his hand in trance, and finally made up his mind.

The author has something to say: I originally planned to update in the afternoon, but a guest came to the house, so I accidentally postponed it until the evening. I'm sorry.Posted in the third update, I hope you all like it.

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