"Slime is a very special monster. Its recovery speed after injury is unparalleled. If it is a fatal injury that is difficult to recover, it will choose to escape by splitting. The body of the rock puppet has a powerful recovery barrier that I made with Slime. So how does Mr. Reus feel?"

In the tavern, sailors, policemen and the alchemist who met Daozuo were talking about the adventure just now.

The protagonist of the adventure, sailor Reus, smiled and said, "I feel so good. I didn't expect the recovery speed to be so fast. If I were on the battlefield..."

Dark said: "On the battlefield, rock puppets will be used in more important places. How can you have the time to save people? Unless those nobles are missing their arms and legs."

Reus shrugged: "That's right, let's talk about it, and it's a strange and strange array, it's not expensive."

"It's true. But the key isn't that, it has too many side effects. Mr. Reus, I ask again, how do you feel now?"

"Great! All the injuries have healed. Is there any dark poison?"

"That's not. I mean, do you feel your body as agile as before?"

When he heard this, Reus frowned, moved his arms a few times, shook his neck, and said, "It seems that he is not as flexible as before?"

The alchemist nodded slightly: "This treatment comes at a cost. While restoring the body's functions, the strength and coordination of muscles and tendons have decreased. I call this a 'degradation'."

Reus shook his head: "It's already very good. Compared to being disabled, what is the 'de-level loss'? If you can fall down, you can naturally raise it."

Dake, who was standing beside him, said, "I understand. Take the swordsman as an example. Most of the ones in the first and two levels cannot afford the healing fee of this kind of spell, and the ones in the top can't bear the price of "de-level loss", so this spell is really a bit..."

"Chicken ribs. Eat without meat, discard them with taste. They either use them for their own use, or sell them to those pretentious, clumsy and stupid adventurers."

Dark and Reus laughed together, feeling that the alchemist was not that mysterious and cold.

The alchemist took off the hooded shawl and took out two small cards from his arms and handed them over: "Alchemist George."

As soon as he took off his hood, the two of them were stunned. The alchemist had black hair, black eyes, and black pupils.

Nowadays, dyeing technology is relatively developed, and you can basically dye whatever hair color you want, but few people can match it like this with solid black color. In the drama, black hair, black eyes and a tail are characteristic of the demon. If you don’t want to be asked by the Church of the God of Light to discuss ideological issues, it is better not to play with it like this.

Dark took the card and was stunned again.

The card has silver characters on the black background, and there is no title, only a bare "Level 8 Alchemist? George".

Damn, level 8? You can be called a god-level alchemist if you are one level away? This kid is about the same age as me! False? But, seeing his puppet is so awesome, it shouldn't be a fake, right?

Dak's eyes moved to the two golden horn flowers in the lower right corner of the card. One hexagram horn flower is the certification seal of the Alchemist Federation; the other cross horn flower is the certification seal of the Church of the God of Light!

For the Church of Light, alchemists are definitely the group of people who have the most troubles them. These people are lawless and dare to take a kick in any field. From dissecting the corpse to questioning the geocentric theory, there is nothing they cannot do. And the fallacies and evil sayings of these people are quite marketable in the circle of dignitaries. Not to mention the fullness of strange and strange theory, just one trick of deceiving stones into gold is enough to make God's power retreat.

The two sides fought repeatedly for hundreds of years, and a group of alchemists were on the stake, but they were still killing each other. In the end, the church was helpless and had to promulgate the so-called "Sacred Reconciliation" regulations, declaring that alchemy is the welfare granted by the God of Light and is two different fields with theology, and must not go against God's will; and the church no longer treats alchemists as heresy.

Dark's sister who is obsessed with alchemy summed up in one sentence: The church is scared! Alchemy has a bright future!

Despite this, the church still has 110,000 ways to pinch the neck of alchemy, such as controlling the supply of materials, strictly developing the R&D process, alchemy qualification certification, etc. Only by passing the certification of the church can we walk openly in the sun and do the research we really want to do. There are no more than ten alchemists who can do this step in the entire Dorand Kingdom!

Dare to pretend? I'm impatient to live?

This guy is a real level 8!

The alchemist was silent for a while, as if he had become accustomed to waiting for others' surprise. When the two of them's pupils began to turn again, he whispered: "Next, let's take me with you to get the reward for this mission." As he said that, he stood up first. Reus followed closely behind.

Dake also stood up. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and picked up the barley tea on the table and sucked it in a breath, wiped the water droplets from the corner of his mouth and rushed out.

George casually called a carriage and the three of them went straight to George's private residence in Port Snell New Town.

The new city is located not far from the Madur Lighthouse, the highest port, with beautiful scenery. It is the favorite place for upstarts in Snell Port and is a world of difference from the crowded and chaotic old town.

The carriage walked to the gate of George's private residence. The three of them stood at the door. The door was a very ordinary hollow carved cast iron door. The copper-cast door sign read the three words "Iron Yazhuang". Looking inside, there was a garden full of colorful flowers. Behind the garden was the main hall. George knocked on the door bell, and a gentle female voice came from the call circle on the door post: "Who?"

"I."

"Joe?" The female voice was filled with surprise, "You are back! Have you eaten?"

"Open the door. There are others." George didn't seem to want to say too much and interrupted her directly.

"Friend? That's great, too--"

George's attitude was very stiff: "The mercenary who received the reward. Open the door."

"Oh, oh, turn on immediately, I press the button, right now!"

Dark and Reus looked at each other and felt puzzled. Whether facing Hu Yako or talking about taboo spells in the tavern, the alchemist did not express any obvious emotions. Why are you so rude to the woman inside? The woman's words are full of compromise and pleasing, who is she?

The door opened and George walked in front, and the two followed closely behind.

Those who work along the way are exquisitely made steel golems, mostly unlike human-shaped: several wheels, a metal cylinder, with several metal poles standing upright on the barrel, and various tools are assembled with puppets, such as puppets responsible for pruning the flowerbed, pruning the branched ones with iron scissors, watering ones with sprinklers, and broom hoes, which are very complete.
Chapter completed!