It's the guy who made him run away with a tranquilizer!

Immediately, he was extremely distressed and regretted to the extreme and sighed: "You are indeed a lucky one!"

"Why didn't I choose that lucky path..."

After all, I am the king of yellow and black who is in charge of good luck... Klein complained to himself.

The pharmacist sighed for a while, changed his sitting position and said, "This is too expensive, 200 pounds plus clues to the formula."

"The clue to the recipe is just incidental, because I can't confirm its authenticity, so 300 pounds, not a single penny, I think there should be people who need it elsewhere." Klein smiled and said, "This price is actually very expensive. To be fair, someone else might offer 400 or even 500 pounds, and you might accept it."

"I'm not that stupid, I can still wait..." the pharmacist muttered, "The clues can be identified by the old man, uh, Mr. 'Eye of Wisdom'."

"I can only identify things that exist objectively and with detailed details. Simple clues are not included in this category." The old man "Eye of Wisdom" reminded him.

And divination can roughly determine whether the clue is valid, without involving power two or three levels higher than itself... Klein murmured silently to himself.

However, he would not reveal his good at divination at the Extraordinary party.

"Okay... 300 pounds plus clues, you earned it!" The pharmacist took a breath, took out a thick stack of cash, counted out the corresponding amount, then asked the waiter to fetch a pen and paper, and buried himself in writing.

After brushing and brushing, he finished the clues, crumpled the paper into a mess, and handed it to the waiter along with the cash and a few other items.

When the waiter came over, Klein took a look and was suddenly a little dazed.

Because in addition to the cash and clues, there are four extra glass tubes containing a seemingly pure liquid.

"What is this?" Klein asked suspiciously.

"Have you forgotten? The sedative you asked for, my special sedative, costs 10 soli each, and 2 pounds for four, so the cash is 298 pounds." The pharmacist replied, "If you are worried about my sedative, you can Apply for certification."

I really forgot... I did it all to win the trust of Miss Sharron, and now that she's not here, well, it's okay, the standing sedative may be able to deal with some unexpected situations... Klein stopped talking, shaking out the spirit of the elf Quan's marrow crystallized, took those things, counted the cash in front of everyone, and distinguished the authenticity by the faint candlelight.

A total of 298 pounds... That's right... Seeing that the wallet could no longer hold any more cash, Klein had no choice but to roll up the banknotes and stuff them into his pocket.

After putting away the sedative, he unfolded the note and glanced at the clues: "South District of the Bridge, Rose Street, Harvest Church, find Bishop Utravsky. As long as you can help him complete a task, it is possible to get the pharmacist's formula. "

Harvest Church, this is one of the few churches of the Church of the Mother Earth in the Kingdom, and this church has mastered the two extraordinary paths of "cultivator" and "pharmacist"... The clues are very consistent... Klein refolded it thoughtfully note.

As the party progressed, the female Extraordinary with the "craftsman" behind her didn't know whether she didn't come to participate, or she didn't get a new extraordinary weapon. Pound cash, you can think about equipment.

After a lot of failed transactions, a man sitting on a high stool said in a low voice: "I have a friend who unfortunately was found in this investigation, and was imprisoned in the underground of a certain storm church by the punisher. , I want to ask a few helpers to rescue him together."

The old man "Eye of Wisdom" responded immediately: "'Wild Dog', give up this plan! A punishment substitute and a sealed item from the Church of the Storm are enough to destroy all of us here."

"Your friend's fate is already doomed, don't let yourself fall into the same desperate situation."

"Wild Dog" looked around and found that no one responded to him. He couldn't help but punched his thigh heavily, and growled, "But, what did he do wrong?"

"He is an excellent physician, he has saved many patients, and he has never hurt anyone! Just because he took the magic potion and became an Extraordinary, he will be imprisoned in a place where he will never see the sun, and even be a substitute experimental product?"

"Why?"

"Why��"

"Wild Dog"'s painful and desperate questioning echoed in the room, and even the pharmacist, who had always been unable to control his mouth, remained silent.

Hey... Klein, the former official Beyonder, could only heave a long sigh in his heart. JrNovels.com