Chapter 514： Fermentation (1/2)

Wangdu, the suburbs.

Civilian living area.

The low-rise houses are scattered in a disorderly manner, the space between the houses is very short, and the space is too tight. Sometimes you need to walk sideways.

Mark came to this civilian area according to his memory, and knocked on a wooden door.

”Who?”

There was a weak voice inside the wooden door.

With a squeaking noise, the door was pulled open, revealing a beard and a shaggy face.

He had scars on his face, one cuff hung empty, and the other hand pulled the wooden door completely open.

”Vice-Chairman, why are you here, Iron Egg, Muya, see who's here!”

The beard man's eyes flashed with surprise, and his voice was raised a few decibels.

Then he blurted out again and asked, ”Deputy head, has there been any gain from the recent investigation. What is the situation with the Kuroshio?”

As soon as the words were finished, the bearded man regretted it.

For decades, the ”wing of the wing” did not gain much from exploring the wall. Today, the corps is getting weaker and weaker. They are trying to figure out the truth of the Kuroshio, but they are suffering from insufficient ability.

Besides,

Each time the Corps went out of the city to investigate, it was a life of nine deaths. Maybe some comrades would have fallen asleep in the wilderness. The deputy regiment finally came once, but he owed such a topic.

The iron eggs and wooden teeth that came out of the house were also a little bit eager and nervous.

Mark laughed suddenly.

It's a happy smile.

”Yes, we have a lot of gains. Not only have we found the humans that have survived outside the wall, but our” wing corps ”has also received a large amount of financial support. This time I am here, I want to call you old friends ... ”

The ”wing corps” has only a thousand awakeners, but in fact, there are many awakeners who joined the ”wing corps” because of dreams and obsessions.

It's just that the damage rate of the Corps is too high.

Some people couldn't bear it and resigned from the corps.

Some are buried in the wilderness.

In addition, I had the idea of ​​draining the last drop of blood for the Corps, but because of injuries and other reasons, I could only withdraw from the Corps and farm in peace.

Bearded man is one of them.

He heard the survivor outside the wall, smiled like a child, and disapproved of Mark's proposal to call an old partner.

”The Corps has provided us with enough help over the years. Finally, we have funds and should be used for equipment. We waste people, who have been unable to fight, are even more unwilling to drag the Corps.”

Iron eggs and wooden teeth nodded again and again.

The three of them were weak and disordered, but the insiders could perceive the strong evil spirits in them, and they were battle-hardened soldiers.

”Who says you are futile ...”

Mark flipped his wrists, took out a bottle of reddish, a bottle of emerald green medicine, opened the cap, and poured it into the beard man's mouth.

”The two bottles of medicine are provided by the big boss. If you don't drink them, you will waste them.”

The bearded man opened his eyes and grunted, and the medicine in his mouth slid down his throat.

Time,

A stream of warm energy flows through the limbs, infiltrating the internal organs.

Some pustular wounds on the bearded man had black blood splattering, scabbing and falling off at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Some scars were slowly recovering.

The turbulent atmosphere became stable, the familiar strength returned, and almost only one or two faint faint breaths remained, rising continuously, and finally staying at the peak of Awakening Nine.

With the exception of his left arm still empty, he has fully recovered.

”This, this is probably a master potion ... how can it be wasted on me!”

The bearded man trembled.

Is angry.

Master's Elixir!

Two bottles, one bottle to recover from injury, one bottle to replenish vitality ...

Only by the master of the pharmacy can there be such a possibility of successful refining, coupled with the preciousness of the raw materials, the two bottles of recovery medicament are self-evident.

There is no price!

Powerful and powerful nobles may not be available.

Even if it is a big aristocrat, the sudden use of two bottles of master potion is very likely to be painful.