I'm really not the god of medicine

Chapter 31 Planning Goals

Quickly catching up with Liu Kun, Dai Mubai looked back and saw that no one was following him. He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong? Why didn't you suddenly stop selling?"

Liu Kun stopped the car, feeling helpless, and sighed: "There must be a reason for not giving it to Tang San, and I can tell you, you can't take this elixir yourself after buying it, and neither can your family."

"Ah? Why? Does the elixir have side effects?"

Dai Mubai's first reaction was that there was something wrong with the medicine. If it wasn't for this reason, why did Liu Kun suddenly stop selling it?

And you specifically warned like this?

According to his understanding, all the treasures that can quickly increase soul power are natural materials and earthly treasures, but there are some disadvantages after taking them.

Some will leave hidden diseases, and some will cause you to be unable to break through a certain stage in the future, and you will not be able to attack the Titled Douluo for the rest of your life.

Pills like Liu Kun's, which can instantly increase the soul power level by ten or twenty levels, cannot be without drawbacks.

No matter how powerful the alchemist is, he still can't solve all the hidden dangers, otherwise soul masters would be rampant on the road, and the rich people would be worth millions.

Regarding Dai Mubai's guess, Liu Kun just shook his head and did not explain.

Can't explain it either.

Tell him about the system? Dai Mubai is not a modern person and cannot understand it at all.

"Old Dai, please remember that none of you can eat it. You can only give it to your trustworthy subordinates to improve their level and raise a group of your own people."

"As for everything else, you don't have to worry." After Liu Kun finished speaking, he continued to ride.

Dai Mubai said "Oh" and said he would look for you tonight, then stopped following him.

He has many things to consider, so he naturally has some scruples.

Of course, the idea of ​​taking shortcuts was dashed.

When Liu Kun returned home, he was not in a hurry to make alchemy. Instead, he lay on the bed and thought about what he should plan now. A goal needs to be set.

First of all, I am invincible near a tricycle, but I can’t leave the tricycle forever, right? Not realistic.

So it is still necessary to improve your own strength, but don't be too anxious.

Now at level 44, the first soul ring is a hundred thousand year soul ring, and the rest are naturally one hundred thousand years old.

But the problem is that a hundred thousand year soul ring requires too much money. If you can't get it in a short time, there is no point in hurrying.

So making money is the first goal right now. Even if Wuhun Palace comes to buy pills, he can still sell them.

Of course, Wuhun Palace might not buy it, after all, they don't like it, unless he sells a hundred thousand year soul ring and soul bones.

The first goal is to make money for the time being, and the second goal is naturally to build his own power.

It is impossible to rely on Wuhun Palace. Although I like Qian Renxue as a character, I don't like Bibi Dong's style.

It is impossible to join other sects. Now that you are here, if you don't dominate Douluo Continent, you will be sorry for the novels you have read.

Therefore, he wants to establish a power of his own, a power that makes everyone unrivaled.

If this is the case, then he will make more money and use his own elixirs to build a behemoth.

After all, the primary goal is to make money by dying.

"Oh! Is there any way to make money quickly?" Liu Kun sighed worriedly.

Thinking that not only would he have to refine countless elixirs, but also buy a hundred thousand year soul ring, the amount of money needed would be astronomical.

Sorrow!

I was a part-time worker in my previous life. I want to make money in this life, but I find that I don’t know how to make big money. What a waste.

Sitting up depressed, Liu Kun went down to the ground and poured himself a glass of water.

Be prepared to drink some water to relieve your anger.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

"Brother Kun, I am Bakambu, can you come in?"

Liu Kun was stunned!

What is this guy doing here?

"come in."

The door opened and Bakambu walked in cautiously, looking a little depressed.

"What's wrong? What do you want from me?"

Liu Kun asked calmly.

"Brother Kun, I know I'm not strong enough now, but I will definitely work hard. I just hope that Brother Kun can accept me as a follower, and I can stay with Brother Kun in the future."

"What?! Be my little brother?!"

Liu Kun was stunned!

Does this kid have any idea about clubbing? Take the initiative to come to your door and ask to be your little brother?

Or is it that this kid knows that his father is gone and is ready to do whatever it takes?

Shouldn't it? If Flanders killed his father, there would be no trace left.

Seeing Liu Kun's serious face and hesitation, Bakambu suddenly knelt on one knee on the ground.

"As long as Brother Kun accepts me, I will never leave you in this life. My life is also Brother Kun's!"

Liu Kun really didn't expect this situation.

Are you trying to sacrifice your life for yourself?

why?

Suddenly, he understood.

Bakambu definitely doesn't want to stay in the village all his life, and also wants to become a powerful soul master.

And the only one who can help him is himself.

In this case, if this kid takes the initiative to be the younger brother, then let him be.

Not only did he accept him, but he also trained him with all his strength.

But before that, one thing must be determined: whether Flanders killed Bakambu's father.

"You should get up first. We will discuss this matter tomorrow. I want to rest."

Liu Kun waved his hand expressionlessly as before.

After being ordered to be kicked out, Bakambu naturally did not dare to say a word. He stood up, bowed, and left in a hurry with a bad look on his face.

Watching Bakambu walking towards the college from the window, Liu Kun had an idea in his mind.

If Bakambu's father had been killed by Flanders, then he would have to devise a plot and spread some rumors that his father was killed by bandits or the Wuhun Palace.

And he wants to form a sect specifically to deal with Wuhun Palace.

But then I thought about it, no!

His target is Qian Renxue, and he will probably take Bibi Dong with him. If he fights with Wuhun Palace, wouldn't he have no chance?

"No! The plan is wrong. You have to think about it again."

For a moment, Liu Kun scratched his hair randomly, wondering if he wanted to face Wuhun Palace?

The arrival of Bakambu made Liu Kun completely confused.

"Ahhhhh...I'm so hard!"

Shrek Academy.

director's office.

Flanders and Zao Wou-Ki sat opposite each other, drinking cheap tea foam.

"Old Zhao, didn't Liu Kun give me a pill before? Do you remember it?"

"Remember! It seems that he modified the martial spirit, right?" Zhao Wuji spat out the tea foam in his mouth, put down the tea cup, and was a little puzzled.

"Yes! That's it. I did an experiment on it yesterday. Guess what happened?"

When Flender asked, Zao Wuji became interested and asked curiously: "What's wrong? What did you do as an experiment? Did it succeed or fail?"

This is the first time I heard about the elixir for modifying martial souls, and I expected it to be true.

The main reason is that I have seen the upgraded elixir, and after observing Bakambu for a few days, it seems to have no side effects.

Now they have tested the medicine to modify the martial soul. If it is really successful, wouldn't they have found a treasure?

With a smile on his face, Flanders turned to the door and shouted, "Come in."

After the words fell, a six or seven-year-old girl opened the door and walked in.

(End of this chapter)