Lord of Secrets

The waiter lifted the curtain, and Tealim and the man who was going to trade entered the tent.

There were candles lit on the candlesticks inside, and an old man in a classic black robe sat on a chair, wearing a rabbit mask, but his gray hair could be seen.

He said, "What do you want?"

The old man who was going to trade replied, "We plan to verify the accuracy of the message and impose certain restrictions."

"The value of the transaction is 10 krays!"

"Okay, write the message on parchment." The "rabbit" old man handed him a piece of parchment from the table and said.

The cloaked old man took it, and then wrote down the message that needed to be traded with the pen on the table. During the whole process, the "rabbit" old man squinted his eyes and did not peek at what the other party wrote.

Tealim was silent on the side, watching the cloaked old man's skillful movements, and put the reverse side of the parchment facing up on the table.

Then, the old man in the cloak said, "Mr. Rabbit, it's done!"

The old man called Mr. Rabbit by the old man in the cloak opened his eyes and touched the parchment. His cloudy eyes became deeper and deeper. Then he said, "The news is accurate and the value is about the same. You need to pay 1 krei to sign the contract."

Sensing the old man's gaze, Tealim took out a 1 krei bill from his pocket and put it on the table.

Mr. Rabbit then asked, "Tell me the content of your contract."

"He will not reveal the content of this news to others, and he is also prohibited from using this news to make a profit." The old man in the cloak said.

After hearing this, Tealim took a deep look at the old man in the cloak, and then said, "I remember that I didn't say that before, and I plan to use the materials I got to exchange materials with others, which should be in the category of profit."

Tealim didn't think that this contract could control them in the Xinghai Hall, but he didn't want to have more restrictions.

"The most I can do is not to leak the news and sell the material at this gathering."

Seeing that the other party was silent, Tealim continued: "We have no conflict of interest."

The old man in the cloak was silent for a while, then said: "Okay!"

"Please Mr. Rabbit make the contract according to what we said." Then, he looked at Mr. Rabbit on the main seat and said respectfully.

Mr. Rabbit nodded and began to write on the new parchment with a yellowed feather pen.

After a moment, he moved the contract to face the two of them, and then said to Tealim:

"Drop your blood!"

This is a unilateral contract, so only Tealim's blood is needed. For any contract to take effect, the person who signed the contract must agree to it. This is a rule.

Otherwise, the person who has the power to make the contract is very terrifying. He only needs to get the opponent's blood or other media to restrict or even enslave the opponent.

Tealim took a serious look at the parchment on the table and the dagger next to it, revealing a trace of disgust. After confirming that there were no traps, he silently stretched out his white finger and directly split the tiny wound, oozing a drop of crimson blood onto the parchment.

The cloaked old man carefully watched Tealim's movements, fearing that the other party would make a small move. Seeing that it was indeed blood that appeared from his finger, and Mr. "Rabbit" did not make a sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"The contract was successful!" Mr. "Rabbit" said.

The cloaked old man then took back the contract and the parchment with the message from the table, and frankly handed the parchment with the message to Tealim, indicating that he did not lie.

Tealim then handed the 10 kre to the other party, and then took a quick look at the parchment:

"Gal Green Forest... 300 meters west of the Zhor Peak... In the cave covered by emerald green vines... There is a black, white and gray vine growing, and there are triangular snakes of the same color around it."

It is indeed a three-color vine... Zhor Peak, approaching the central area of ​​the Gal Green Forest... Tealim recalled the information about Zhor Peak and frowned.

The Garlu Forest is one of the dangerous places in the Kingdom of Kredi, and many people have died there.

The Garlu Forest is vast, with many dangerous peaks and mountains. The central area is even more rugged and densely covered with vegetation. There are many strong wild beasts, as well as poisonous bees, poisonous insects, poisonous insects... The streams are also dangerous.

There are even various vengeful spirits, zombies and extraordinary creatures in it.

And it is easy to get lost and trapped in the central area, and every step may be dangerous. Even though Trium is a "pharmacist" in the "farmer" path, he can face wild beasts and some poisonous creatures, but he dare not go deep.

Just like shallow sea fish dare not dive into the deep sea, as a "pharmacist", he will also be in awe of the forest.

Therefore, when he saw the Zijiao Peak, Trium frowned slightly. Although it was still some distance away from the central area, it was also a bit dangerous. If he was not careful, he might never leave the forest.

But he just needed to be careful, and there was basically no problem with his position.

After leaving Mr. Rabbit's tent, Trialim returned to his stall and got the news about the tricolor vine. He basically had an income of more than 100 pounds. If he could get the unicorn horn, it would be enough to buy the auxiliary materials for the 6th position.

Thinking about it this way, I am still poor! Is the fate of poets always miserable... With a slight sigh, Trialim prepared to stay here for a long time.

After all, most of his promotion materials came from the forest. If he didn't have to buy them, he wouldn't. Isn't it better to have them for free?

Suddenly, he remembered that he was a "pharmacist". Then he picked up an ink pen and wrote a paragraph on a new cardboard:

"Pharmacy reservation: There are paralysis potions, hypnosis potions, and recovery potions.

"Strong paralysis potions, strong hypnosis potions, and strong recovery potions.

"And special potion customization!"

A few minutes later, someone came to his stall and asked, "How is the effect of the paralysis potion?"

Talim looked at the other party, wearing a ball mask, with thick calluses on his hands and many scars on his wrists, as if caused by animals.

He said, "The paralysis potion is enough to instantly make a grizzly bear lose its combat effectiveness."

Then, he continued to remind: "Remember, it's half a bottle, and it must be taken."

"So, what about the strong paralysis potion?" he continued to ask.

Talim could feel that he was a little moved through the other party's mask and his tone.

"The same dose, sprinkled on the grizzly bear, as long as most of it touches it, it can lose its ability to move within 2 seconds." Tealim answered.

Finally, he asked the most important question: "How much is the price?"

"A bottle of strong paralysis potion is 50 grams, and ordinary paralysis potion is 10 grams." After a moment of silence, Tealim said.

After all, this is something that can save lives at critical moments, and 50 grams is not expensive at all.

Looking at the other party's silence, he was a little suspicious whether his price was too high, but then he heard the other party say in a low voice:

"A bottle of strong paralysis potion!"

"Okay!" Tealim replied immediately. This was his first business here.

Suddenly, he looked at the other party's slightly uncontrollable relaxation and felt that his price was a bit low.

But he didn't regret it. Although he was short of money, he was not the kind of person who was fussy or like Mr. "Rabbit" who would not miss any opportunity to make money.

Suddenly, he felt that his performance was a bit obvious. The other party coughed slightly and then said, "How can I trade with you next week?"

Each stall has a number, but not everyone has the same number every time. It is based on first come first served. Therefore, he was worried that the other party would change his identity next time he came, and he didn't know who it was, and he would be happy for nothing.

"I will write the word "life" on the cardboard, and you can find me with this!" After thinking for a moment, Tealim replied.

"I will bring 50 grams of thunder on time next week!" The other party mentioned the price slightly.

Tealim immediately said, "I know!"

After the other party left, a few more people came. Until he felt that no one could provide news about the unicorn, Tealim put the cardboard on the table and left the tent.

At this time, there were fewer people around, and some vendors had left. Tealim suddenly saw some potions for sale.

"Slow potion, 50 grams of thunder!"

"Toxic potion, 50 grams of thunder!"

...

After a row, the prices of the one or two potions he saw for sale were really high.

It's really shady, too shady, you black-hearted businessmen... The cost price of my 50 grams of powerful paralysis potion may be only 5 grams, and you may not need even a gram of inferior products, and you can dilute it several times...Talim instantly understood why the people behind him were so happy and emphasized the price several times.

This kind of rubbish slow potion and highly toxic potion, and the ordinary paralysis potion of Tealim is more suitable than them. This is more than 50 times the profit, it is simply a huge profit.

Talim had a cheap idea about the labor of the assembly master, and felt a little sympathy. A contract of 10 grams only needs 1 gram.

This made him have a real understanding of the money-making ability of the "pharmacist".

Suddenly, he saw a rabbit doll on their table with the words:

"Certified by Mr. Rabbit!"

We don't need to pay taxes... Although Trium didn't quite understand this, he had heard that merchants had to pay taxes. He came to one of the idle medicine merchants and asked:

"What does this mean?"

The other party was not dissatisfied with Trium's behavior of not asking directly about the purchase of medicine, but said:

"This is a kind of reputation guarantee, so traders don't have to worry about our reputation."

"Of course, unless we don't want to be here anymore!" Suddenly, he joked.