Chapter 326 Roots
Chapter 326 Roots
[Name: Healthy Feet (Sacred, Flesh and Blood)]
[Appearance: A human right foot sculpture with smooth muscles and clear joints, looking like marble]
[Ability: Divine Temperament, Strong Flesh and Blood]
[Price: The body will become as heavy as marble, and the movement speed will be slightly reduced]
[File: Leon Ryan, the inheritor of the secret arts, combined two secret arts of the Cleanup Bureau and used the fragments of the right toes of the White Rock Holy Spirit to create a special anomaly that can make the user's right foot as muscular as the sculptures of gods in the temple, and also slightly increase the movement speed]
[Evaluation: The most worthless sacred creation in history, bar none]
[Infiltration value: 0.1 (maximum infiltration value 49)]
"..."
The effect is to slightly increase the movement speed, but the cost of using it is to slightly reduce the movement speed? I speed up, which means I slow down?
After touching the marble right foot floating in the pot, even though he was mentally prepared to make a useless anomaly, Lyon still couldn't help but fall into silence.
This situation... always feels a little familiar...
After touching the cufflinks in his pocket and taking out the [Sensitive Egg] that he had made in front of His Excellency Taurus, Leon's mouth twitched violently when he saw the evaluation of "the most worthless demon creation in history".
Or maybe just forget it, I really don’t seem to have the talent for this…
……
Is this finished?
Seeing that Leon stopped stirring the green "soup" in the pot, the third-generation director who was waiting nearby grabbed the spoon, fished out the marble right foot from the pot, and then took a sharp breath.
"You... this is what you made using Holy Spirit-level materials?"
Leon blushed upon hearing this, and nodded rather shamefully...
"Um……"
"No no no! This is impossible!"
He gestured with his white marble right foot for a long time, pouring his strength into it and then taking it back. After trying to activate it several times, the third-generation director said in confusion:
"This is definitely not right! After all, it is a Saint Spirit-level material... How could it be possible...
"Shh... that guy! Can't you tell the function of an abnormal object by just touching it? What happened when you touched it yourself? What exactly is the ability of this thing?"
"This thing can speed people up a little bit, but because it makes people's bodies heavier, it will also slow them down a little bit..."
"and then?"
"And... um... it can make one's right foot a little prettier."
"I understand what you said. What's next? What about its core capabilities?"
"Uh... no more."
"..."
"This is impossible!!!"
After trying the [Fitness Feet] several times, he found that it was just as Leon said. This thing had no other abilities except making the right foot as perfect as a divine body. The Third Director could not help but squat down beside the pot and began to tear his hair in pain.
Damn it! This is a Holy Spirit-level material! Holy Spirit! Even if you just throw the materials into the pot and leave it alone, you won't end up with something like this, right? How the hell did you do it?
"Come on! Hit me again and let me see!"
After thinking for a long time and still not figuring out how Leon did it, the old man with a square head and bloodshot eyes stood up suddenly, then rummaged through the pile of materials, found two things and threw them into the big iron pot, then gnashed his teeth and ordered:
"Hurry up and hit me! Let me see how you did it!"
……
[Name: Demon List (Fallen, Record)]
[Appearance: A leather scroll with ferocious red patterns, emitting a faint smell of sulfur. If you put your hand on it, you can occasionally hear the angry roar of the great demon.]
[Ability: Devil's Name, Name Record]
[Price: You may be startled by a sudden roar] [File: Leon Ryan, the inheritor of the mysticism, combined two mysticisms of the Cleanup Bureau, using powder ground from hell red stone crystals and the strongest piece of skin on the back of the cursed demon to create a special anomaly.
After writing your name, the great demon soul sealed in the scroll will be awakened, and will translate the user's name into the corresponding demon language, giving the user a fashionable demon-style name.
[Evaluation: This anomaly successfully defeated the blacksmith Leon Ryan's debut work [Sharp Egg] and became the most worthless demon creation in history, bar none]
[Infiltration value: 0.1 (maximum infiltration value 42)]
"..."
With trembling right hand, he wrote his name on it. Looking at the demon leather scroll that did not change except for the translation of his name into demon language, the third-generation director of the Cleanup Bureau felt dizzy. He then turned around and glared at Leon, saying madly:
"Where's the redstone? Where is the redstone?"
"I clearly threw in two materials! Why is there only the skin of the Runefiend? Where is the redstone powder?"
"Um...the redstone powder you threw in should be on the back of this thing."
Leon took the [Devil's List] from the trembling hands of the square-headed old man, turned it to the back, pointed at the bright red hideous lines on it, and said a little embarrassedly:
"Look, these places that are dyed red should be the redstone powder."
"..."
Dyed... dyed red?
Buried in the deepest part of the Red Lotus Prison, a mountain can only produce 20 kilograms of Hell Red Stone Crystals at most, but in your hands, it has only been dyed? ! ! !
"How about...let's stop here today?"
Looking at the Third Director who stood there with the [Devil's List] in his hands, like a stone statue, without moving for a long time, and even stopped breathing, Leon couldn't bear to continue to harm this unfortunate old man, and couldn't help but persuade him:
"Mr. Third, I have only been exposed to the secret art of blacksmithing for a short time. It is really a waste to use the materials you gave me now. Otherwise..."
"No! This is not a question of whether it is a waste or not, and it is not a question of whether you can get in or not! This is waste! Astonishing waste!"
After hearing what Leon said, the third-generation director raised his head dully, looked at Leon like a monster, and said almost word by word:
“With the materials I gave you, even if a pig stood in your position and stuck its trotters into the pot and stirred it a few times, it couldn’t make something this useless!
Damn it! Did this generation of Taurus really give you advice? Are you kidding me?"
"No, no, Lord Taurus did give me some pointers... Oh, that's right!"
After recalling the learning scene at that time, Leon said with a strange expression:
"She also showed me a piece of history. It was about the time when the seniors of the Cleanup Bureau were learning the Taurus Secret Technique. I learned the blacksmithing secret technique from those people."
Learned from past generations? Does this mean that the Taurus of this generation did not teach him, but directly showed him the memory projection of a past Taurus?
The Third Director frowned in confusion when he heard this, and then asked with disgust:
"Whose memories are you looking at? Who taught you this shitty blacksmithing secret technique? The sixth generation of the worst-quality Taurus?"
"Uh... no, I was looking at the memories of the third generation of Taurus directors."
The memory of the third generation?
After hearing what Leon said, the square-headed old man frowned subconsciously.
The level of the third generation of Taurus is okay. Although not as good as myself, it is considered above average among all the previous Taurus. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible that they would teach such a thing, right?
I remember when I was learning the secret arts with him, he always stood behind me and learned from me. Although he couldn't compare to me, he had learned about 80% to 90% of what I knew...
Wait, learn yourself? ! !
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"..."
"..."
Seeing Leon's eyes evasive and always too embarrassed to look him in the face, the square-headed old man, who had just woken up from a dream, raised his hand, pointed at his nose tremblingly, and asked with trembling lips:
"I?"
"Ah."
(End of this chapter)