As he spoke, the skinny middle-aged man picked up two razors, one was rusty and the other was sharp.

"He is repeatedly and meaninglessly forging instruments of torture!" Li Xianzong gave the final judgment.

The young man missing his left ear frowned and said, "What's the behavioral logic behind this NPC? Or, this is just a meaningless setting, don't worry about it?"

At this time, a man in a suit and leather shoes said in surprise:

"Look what I found."

Everyone heard the sound and saw that what he held in his hand was a dark red steel nail about two inches long, and the dark red was dried blood.

Li Xianzong's eyes flickered slightly, and he took the steel nail from his hand. A few seconds later, a message appeared:

[Name: Nail of the Curse]

[Type: Consumables]

[Function: Erosion Spirit]

[Introduction: This steel nail once pierced the heart of a strong man. Before she died, her resentment wrapped around the steel nail and formed a curse. All those who were stabbed by the steel nail would have their souls cursed and perish. ?

[Remarks: I curse you, I curse you to die like me. ?

"Very powerful consumables." Li Xianzong snorted: "It's reasonable, isn't it? After killing a powerful elite monster, we should replenish some powerful items."

He looked around the crowd: "I'll keep this consumable, don't you have any objections?"

The players shrugged.

Evil professions believe in force, and the strong are respected. Once their identity is confirmed, they will have a solid right to rule. The dissatisfied can challenge, but be prepared to pay the price with their lives.

But in a lawful profession, voting, or deliberation, must be agreed by the discoverer himself.

Then, Li Xianzong and others carefully inspected every instrument of torture and ironware, and found no props or consumables.

Afterwards, the group left the warehouse and walked towards the house where Blacksmith Wang lived.

"Squeak~"

Li Xianzong pushed open the wooden door and carefully observed the scene in the room.

There is a bed made of blue bricks near the window, a square table in the middle, and a wardrobe facing the bed.

Everyone searched for a while, and found a ledger in the wooden box where the clothes were stored.

As the captain, Li Xianzong opened the thread-bound booklet, glanced at it, then looked at his teammates, and said:

"Who knows traditional Chinese characters?"

The ledger is written in traditional Chinese, and the handwriting is ugly. Li Xianzong found that his education level was not enough to support him to complete the reading.

Traditional characters. The evil professions looked at each other and fell silent for a while.

The men in suits and leather shoes came out and said:

"Show me."

Li Xianzong breathed a sigh of relief, and gave the booklet to the other party. JrNovels.com