Zerg: An incredible way to survive

I couldn't persuade him, so I could only make up a story. I said that I accidentally found a formation in an ancient book in the past, and made the crystal according to the records of the formation.

It's impossible to tell him that I was born with a lot of knowledge lingering in my mind.

Although the other party was delighted for a moment, he quickly calmed down and realized that such a powerful magic should require some price.

He calmly asked me, "Is it difficult to set up this magic circle?"

I was a little embarrassed. After all, the question of whether this formation is difficult or not is not so difficult. What is difficult is that we need to find a place with relatively strong spiritual energy. So the difficulty of whether this formation can be successful lies in whether there is spiritual energy around.

The spellcasting materials require the caster's own flesh and blood, but as far as I can remember, there is no requirement for the amount of spellcasting materials used, so I don't know how much to use. But now no blood can flow out of my body, only translucent liquids. However, when I used this formation before, I seemed to have used these translucent liquids, but I didn't calculate how much was used at the time. Now when I think about it, it's still a pity.

However, the few drops of liquid I just dripped on it have already taken effect on the magic circle, so I didn’t worry about what happened next and just used a magic circle directly.

And when I was checking my memory, I also got a hint that this crystal cannot be used for cultivation unless you have a special physique.

I think I must have that special physique.

I did not tell him the entire details of the formation, but instead explained it to him in a very vague and cryptic way.

The person on the other end of the phone became even more silent. I don't know how he felt when he heard these materials. After all, these materials are really easy to obtain.

A magic circle that is not difficult to prepare, a bottle of ink containing trace elements, a feather that is only 30 cm long, something you like, and a part of your body tissue.

Mix all these things together, rebuild the magic circle, and then put your own flesh and blood into it. You only need to mobilize your own strength slightly to see if you can cause resonance with the energy in the air. If it cannot resonate, it means that your magic circle is drawn successfully.

The combination of so many simple conditions made the supervisor on the other end of the phone feel unreal.

"Is it really that simple?"

"Yeah, yeah."

The main reason why I am so eager to find this crystal is that the energy in that park does not seem to be as strong as before, which may be one of the reasons why the magic circle was exposed.

"Xiao Yun, there's one thing I forgot to tell you. Actually, the Sword Sect disciple you knocked out picked up a very large crystal and came to sell it to us."

???

This is too coincidental, right?

"So, boss, how are you going to help me?"

I didn't really count on him. After all, he was a suspicious person, and I wasn't sure if he would completely believe what I said.

"It's okay. I already know how to bargain for it. I'll buy it for you when the time comes."

Well, he didn't take me seriously at all. It seems I was just being too sentimental.

Although our place is not a large underground trading market, our boss is very rich. But he is not the kind of person who is stupid and has a lot of money. He is a smart businessman.

The two people who were knocked unconscious by me just now were quickly arranged into two wards. The doctors knew what was going on as soon as they saw their unconscious condition.

Soon, the two men woke up.

Manager Wang, who had just woken up from a nap, slowly turned over. He was tormented by his wife the whole night last night and didn't sleep much. But after I knocked him out just now, he had a good sleep. Now he looks full of energy.

However, Manager Wang’s current mental state may not be very optimistic. He began to sit on the bed and talk to himself.

On the contrary, the room of the Sword Sect disciple was very lively, surrounded by people. Our boss just sat on a chair in the middle of the room, confronting the man lying on the bed.

I also came with that group of people, but I didn't come to the first ward, but to Manager Wang.

When Manager Wang saw me suddenly barging in, the surprise on his face suddenly turned into anger.

"Su Yun, why did you come in here? You messed up everything. I don't know what to say to the boss when he asks us later."

He started talking to himself again, but I just wasn't in the mood to chat with him.

"You don't have to worry about that. I want you to go out and buy some materials for me, the one I asked you to buy for me before."

Manager Wang was so angry that he said it without hesitation.

"I'm already in the hospital recovering from my injuries, and you still want me to go."

I spread my hands and continued, "It's not a big deal, I just knocked you out. And the guy you were negotiating business with wasn't a good guy either. The thing he wanted to sell was originally mine. But you don't have to worry about it now, I've already told the boss and he's handling it."

At this time, he still didn't understand what I was saying, but it didn't matter, as long as I understood it.

He clapped his hands again, bringing his thoughts back to the question he had just asked.

"Then I'll trouble you, Manager Wang. Please buy me another set of materials. The money is fine, as long as you can help me buy it."

Manager Wang couldn't persuade me and had no choice but to agree.

I went over the material with him again.

There was nothing special about those materials, just some basic alchemy materials and some good quality writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. The main reason I looked for him was that he knew how to draw talismans, and now that I couldn't go out, it would definitely be best for him to choose.

Manager Wang was also helpless. After all, I overheard him bragging before, and I was entangled with him because of this.

He can't beat me when I hit him, and he pretends not to hear me when I'm scolded. He's like a dog-skin plaster.

After I finalized this matter with Manager Wang, I did not plan to leave. Instead, I sat on the monitoring chair next to me and started playing games on my phone.

Manager Wang had no plans to leave tonight, nor did he dare to talk to me. Instead, he lay on the bed alone and began to catch up on his sleep.

This is the life of a middle-aged man, sleeping during the day and working at night.