The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Move to the left about twenty meters, there is a secret whistle."

As Zelin said, he lowered his head to sort out the combat items in the package to make sure they were placed in the correct position. When the battle was rushing, he didn't have time to find the one he needed among the mess of props.

"Secret whistle?"

"Yes, it's lying on the pile of stones, do you see the piled stones?"

"I saw it."

"There is a goblin in there. When the action starts, you can solve him."

Xisally put down her clairvoyance in confusion: "But I only saw a pile of stones."

"A place where there are flat rocks nearby, there is a pile of stones, and then in a place where there is no grass, there is a tuft of grass hanging in the cracks of the stones? This is not the way to hide the muzzle." Zelin snorted: "If This is to guard me. I must question before his death if he is insulting my mind. When you solve the secret sentry, I will attack the four guards in front of the cave, when I attract their attention , You go and kill the gunman at the top."

"No problem." Hisalie said, "May Elune lead their souls to rest."

In the moonlight and cold wind, a figure in ragged clothes was moving hard, dragging heavy steps, and climbing up the hill step by step.

After seeing the excavation camp under the distant hillside, Ricketts fell to the ground tiredly.

He almost thought he could not escape. At the moment before the insect nest closed, he jumped out of the nest, and when more flames spewed out, he rolled all the way along the **** and escaped from the explosion range.

Judging the approximate location based on the Demon Excalibur, he spent a whole day enduring hunger and thirst before he barely returned to the camp.

Half an hour later, the guards on patrol spotted Ricketts lying on the ground.

In the supervisor's office, Pulse clamped an iron identity card with two fingers.

"Rickers, senior engineer, there are thirty-five people in the team that went with you to capture the saboteurs, but you are the only one to come back." Pulse raised his eyes: "The cost of equipment for a mercenary is seventy. Five silver coins, a total of twenty-six gold coins and twenty-five silver coins. The prepaid salary in each mercenary contract is ten silver coins a week, a total of three gold coins and fifty silver coins, of which they have been in service for four days since the last settlement. , That is, the Bilgewater Chaebol wasted the salary of a gold coin and fifty silver coins because of their death. Your losses totaled 27 gold coins and seventy-five silver coins. I will report the report to the Prince of Trade’s financial commissioner , It will be deducted from your salary next. Next, let us talk about the loss caused by your failed mission..."

Someone must be responsible for this matter.

In this case, she must find a backer as soon as possible.

"The mission failed because an alliance disrupted the situation."

Ricketts did not show any panic when he heard the huge loss. He stood up and confidently flicked off the dust on his shirt: "I think, if suppose, I mean, suppose that the alliance can easily destroy the camp in the camp. The facility, the attack on employees, and the influence of Azerite's excavation were due to the negligence of a supervisor in the camp, and even given the alliance saboteurs easy access to the core area of ​​the camp..."

Pulse raised his eyebrows: "This is just a hypothesis, isn't it?"

"Yeah, suppose." Ricketts smiled. "Assuming the Prince of Trade knew about this, he would be furious, wouldn't he? Guarding the flying platform outside the cliff of Azshara is not a good job. This is a very, very scary possibility. , And we don’t want to see this hypothesis hold, do we?"

"Then, I assume this Alliance spy is in the camp..."

A certain amount of cold sweat flows out of the forehead of the pulse.

Ricketts is not an ordinary employee, and she has no right to transfer directly or not to report when dealing with a senior engineer.

"But how can I know? I'm just a poor and helpless little worker who is about to be heavily indebted." Ricketts said in a low voice, but he unceremoniously reached out and took the water glass placed in front of the pulse. He took a sip to moisturize his throat, then smiled triumphantly at Pulse, and shook the empty cup: "Twenty-seven gold coins, how can I afford it?"

"Dear Ricketts." Pulse folded his hands together and smiled enthusiastically: "You didn't listen to me just now. Actually, I am going to talk to you about your hard work. I should send it to you. How much is the bonus."

Chapter 2975: The Magical Azerite

After realizing that they had a steady stream of Azerite supplies, Grizzick and Safronita immediately began their research.

They first studied the various properties of Azerite, testing its response to strong acids, strong bases, exposure to sunlight, moonlight, or in a completely sealed state.

"Look at these venoms..." Saf noticed that when a drop of Azerite fell into the venom bottle, the pitch-black viscous venom was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into some kind of transparent liquid: "It started. It works!"

Before Gritzk could react, Saf held the antidote in one hand, and quickly reached into the potion bottle with his other hand without any protective equipment.

"Hey!"

Grizick exclaimed.

"Don't worry." Saf stared at her palm intently: "Look! It stands to reason that the poison should have begun to corrode my skin, but now there is no response, I am completely fine. Write it down, Gritzke . Azerite liquid has a strong detoxification effect, even if it is highly toxic, only one drop can make it lose its corrosiveness. Maybe..."

The dwarf scientist murmured: "Adventure can be rewarded."

In Gritzker's suffocating cry, Saf licked the poison from her hand.

Grizzick knew very well that as a dwarf, Safronita was sometimes as crazy as the most talented goblin.

"Little, little pumpkin?" He anxiously hummed his ex-wife's nickname: "Do you feel..."

"It's delicious, it's my favorite cherry flavor!" Saf smacked his mouth, sticking out the tip of her tongue and licking her lower lip: "Unbelievable! I can be sure that Azerite liquid makes this extremely corrosive. With the deadly venom, it turned into a cherry-flavored drink!"

"Maybe because he has this kind of taste?"

Grizick breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his notebook: "You can't take risks like this!"

"But we can confirm that Azerite has a strong purification effect. The priests will be very happy to hear this news. Pastor and druid, oh~ I really want to have a bottle of undead plague, so I can test it, Ai Whether Zerit can purify the corruption caused by the plague of the undead, the priests and paladins of the Alliance have been trying to purify the corruption in the Plaguelands for the past few years, but with little success."

"Come on, little pumpkin, the undead plague is too dangerous. Once it spreads through the vent, everyone in Silithus will suffer." Gritzke waved his hand disapprovingly: "And Gary Vix estimated Not interested in it."

"Azerite can neutralize toxins, maybe..."

Saf picked up the knife on the side and made a cut in the other hand while Gritzke lowered his head to make a record. The blade cut through the skin, causing her to hiss with pain.

Afterwards, she took out a small spoonful of Azerite that hadn't solidified again and dripped it onto the wound.

"It's amazing..."

"What's the matter?"

"Look!" Saf raised his right hand: "I don't feel the pain at all! There is a warm feeling, almost instantly stopping the bleeding, the wound is a little itchy, it should be recovering. Keep writing it down! Azerite can not only neutralize Toxins can even heal wounds quickly! This substance is really a great gift, so many soldiers who were injured and maimed in the fight against the Burning Legion may be able to rely on Azerite's power to recover. I have seen those who were injured. Poor people burned by the fel flame, Azerite can give them hope of returning to a normal life!"

"This is going to be told to Gary Vix." Gritzke walked to the test bench and resolutely took away the bottle of Azerite in front of Saf: "If you continue this adventure, I will definitely not Will allow you to use Azerite again!"

"I have a hunch." Saf looked at her fingers regretfully: "Maybe, the magical effect of Azerite is not only that, but there may be more therapeutic effects. Now this is what Azeroth urgently needs. Yes! The invasion of the Burning Legion caused so many wounded and sick. The land burned by the fel flames was not growing, and many people were forced to leave their homes. In the Westfall, the Barrens, Dun Mod and the crossroads, the ground turned black. . That is the place with the most farms and ranches! If Azerite can restore that piece of land..."

"Let's carry out the second test." Gritzke ignored Saf's proposal. He has no doubt that Saf will definitely conduct various experiments on himself as long as he thinks it is possible: "Come pressure Test." The goblin's voice brought a little excitement: "There is also an explosive test! See how much impact Azerite can withstand, I am ready to make the most powerful explosive!"

Saf pouted dissatisfiedly.

Her ex-husband only knew how to make an explosion.

Put the solidified Azerite pieces on the experimental machine. They used swords, drills, and goblin cutters. Even a small piece of seemingly insignificant fragment was buried in several bundles of high explosives.

As a result, Azerite was not even stained with black ash, and was always so pure and flawless.

"Oh my god, the ore with such high plasticity is so strong." Saf's head poked out from behind the separation wall, observing the remaining traces after the explosion site: "I can no longer use science to explain what substance it is. ."

"It can come in handy." Gritzke took off the goggles and said affirmatively: "Now, we need to seriously consider the issue of dosage. And reduce the size of the Azerite at the time of the explosion. I don't believe it can't be destroyed. , Maybe it’s just that the size we gave is too big, but the explosive equivalent is too small."

Saf looked at the Azerite ore thoughtfully.