Almighty Alchemist

Fighting cultivation was forced to end.

Gong Hao can already feel the pulse of fighting in his body. He believes that if he continues to exercise, he can become an outstanding samurai sooner or later.

Unfortunately, Lancelot did not give him this opportunity. Perhaps, as Lancelot said, he didn't plan to cause trouble on Purgatory Island. A boy with only a junior warrior's fighting spirit and even no combat skills is always safer than a more capable acrobat.

Although for a sky warrior, even if Gong Hao continued to carry out such an overloaded training, he would not be able to surpass him in ten years, but he also knew that the damage was not only from his own power.

Sometimes power is only a medium to exert destructive power, just as the magic power of a magician is only a medium to guide the power of heaven and earth, and the consequences can be astonishing.

Lancelot thought the boy was very clever, and he regretted his misrepresentation and wondered if he noticed anything. But it looks like this kid has nothing special to do except work hard as usual.

This made him feel relieved.

Indeed, Gong Hao is now fully immersed in his work. Without Lancelot's permission, he can only use traditional methods to cultivate his fighting spirit.

The improvement is really slow.

The magic plant in the flower room looked full of vitality under his careful care. Gong Hao has basically mastered the situation of the magic plant here, and even the work in other areas has a lot of deep understanding.

The only thing that made him headache was the seed of the blood orchid.

Gong Hao used no fewer than dozens of methods to cultivate it, but he never saw it unearthed.

He also had a special look at the seed to see if the little thing had died, but in fact the seed was still clean and intact, like an embryo in a mother's body, but he was unwilling to grow.

mother?

Gong Hao felt a little suddenly.

"Damn!" Gong Hao patted his head fiercely, and found that he had made a mistake, a mistake that everyone could make.

Magic plants are not ordinary plants. They are all spiritual beings, and some of them can even express their feelings, such as the potted flower brought by Lancelot.

They have wisdom, feeling, and desire. To some extent, they are closer to Warcraft in terms of ideology except that they resemble plants in living form. This is the main reason why they are considered as Moss.

Gong Hao cultivated this seed alone according to traditional habits, and it is likely that he made a big mistake.

This kind of magic plant may not need to be cultivated at all, or it may not be necessary for humans to add a snake. They are spiritual creatures, just like Warcraft, they have the concept of family and bloodline.

Correct! It must be like this! Gong Hao was excited.

He held the seed and quickly came to the blood orchid, looking at the seemingly harmless petals, and said softly, "Hey, I think it's your child, right? I will give it back to you now."

The blood orchid shook itself without wind.

It reacts!

Gong Hao carefully put the seed into the blood pot of the blood orchid, guarding against this guy's attack. But it seemed that Blood Orchid had no intention of attacking it.

The seed was lowered, a vine protruded from the soil, rolled on the seed, and dragged it into the dirt.

"It seems you will take care of it, right? I'm sorry, I thought I could breed it, but I made a mistake. It's not your seed, it's your child. It needs mother's care, and It ’s not my outsider's intervention ... Okay, then please, I will find a larger space for you, a quieter space, so that you can take care of your children slowly. Before it grows up, I I won't separate it from you anymore. "

The petals of blood orchids drooped slightly.

A smile appeared on the boy's face: "Is this how you are grateful? Well I accept it."

Ten days later, the seeds germinated.

Next to the planted adult blood orchid, a small blood orchid is struggling to emerge.

The blue twig heralded the birth of a new life.

Despite all these days of hard work, the ultimate way of success was to return to the starting point, but Gong Hao felt that he had not worked hard.

At least he learned to respect life.

Bloody orchids have high requirements on the environment. Gong Hao specially planted them in the flower garden. In this way, it can grow freely, but it also brings a higher degree of danger.

Once Fink came to see it and was bitten by a blood orchid.

"You should be careful, Fink, you've seen it so powerfully," Gong Hao said as he bandaged Fink.

Fink was grieved: "I saw you standing next to it was fine, so I thought ..."

"That's because I'm a friend of it."

"Friend? Befriend a plant?"

"Any life, as long as you care for it, you can always be friends. The magic plant is not just plants, don't underestimate them."

"What about Warcraft? They are more spiritual. Can you be friends with them?"

"That requires more time and long-term care. The more intelligent a creature is, the higher the demand for friendship is." Gong Hao answered lightly.

"Like humans?"

"Like humans."

Fink laughed. "I'm so happy to be friends with you."

After bandaging the wound, Gong Hao said to Fink: "I noticed that you have been lazy lately. Do you think you can be unscrupulous when you are familiar with it? I remember I told you to do things well, don't be lazy. I don't want you to be taken away by Andrew. "

"That's not terrible, is it?" Fink didn't care.

Gong Hao sighed. He couldn't say a lot of words, but could only say: "I just want to leave you. Fink, you see that you are my best friend. Let's come out from the town of South Wales together, come here together, together Work. I don't want to be separated from you. Fink, sometimes I find myself afraid of loneliness. When I sleep alone at night I think about my parents. But I have no way ... I only have you, Fink. So promise me and work hard. Do n’t you be taken away by Andrew? Just help me. "

Fink stared blankly at Gong Hao: "Xiu Yi ..."

Gong Hao looked at him with poor and helpless eyes, Fink nodded helplessly: "Well, I promise, I will work hard and never leave you."

Gong Hao was finally relieved.

Three days later.

When leaving the library, Gong Hao was still reading.

"Glare, can you help me? I can't get a bit busy here." Someone called him from a distance.

Gong Hao looked up and saw Biller in Area 42, a 14-year-old boy with green eyes.

He just arrived on Purgatory Island this month, and he works diligently. He asked Gong Hao for help, which shows that he may really be too busy to work.

"You know I never refuse to help a partner."

"Great, this morning Lord Andrew asked me to extract a liter of honey from a vampire bee, which is very difficult to handle, but I have troubles on the side. There are a few snow rabbits who are angry and they are not very happy. , Desperately hitting the cage with his head, someone needs to appease them. And the blond foxes have some diarrhea, and someone needs to take care of them. And I have to go to Sack first to get a bottle of worming medicine, so that I can Keep the horrible vampire bees away from me when I'm taking honey. I'm almost out of business! "

"Well, I'll get the rabbits and foxes for you. I'll tell those rabbits. If they don't condense their little tempers, I will throw them over to feed the foxes."

Biller laughed aloud: "I really have you, Greer, thank you so much."

He said to run away.

There are about thirty kinds of Warcraft and monsters in Area 42. Gong Hao often helps servants to do things, so they are more familiar with these Warcraft. He even gave each Warcraft a name.

"Hey, your hair, why have you lost weight just a few days before I came, Biller must have abused you, right?"

"Well, phenylbenzene, you are a wind chicken, not a chicken that has been air-dried. There is no need to hang yourself in a cage all day."

"Oh, you, iron shell, you nasty big lizard, don't stick your tongue out at me, otherwise I will deduct food for you ... That's good."

Gong Hao pointed at those Warcraft and was joking with them, while expertly giving food to these poor guys in cages.

After a while, Biller ran back with a small bottle in his hand.

Not far away is a double iron cage covered with a magic net, and about thousands of vampires are flying up and down. They **** blood and pollen while secreting a peculiar blood honey. This blood honey can be used to make healing potions, and it can also improve the power of the mage who specializes in blood spells and help them restore their lost vitality. It is a very important material.

Opening the potion bottle, Biller applied insecticide water to his exposed skin. This potion can emit a strong pungent odor, avoiding most monsters. It is interesting that the main ingredient for making this potion is also from the devil.

Opening the cage door on the first floor, Biller went in. After closing the cage door, he opened the cage door on the second floor. The magic cages are double-layered cage doors, so you don't have to worry about Warcraft monsters escaping when people enter.

The vampire was really sensitive to this insect-like water, and escaped after Biller came in.

But for some reason, they did not escape far, but still hovered over the beehive.

Biller carefully opened the beehive, where countless vampires crawled. He carefully took out the net bucket and prepared to fill with blood honey.

Blood honey is the main food used by vampire bees to feed queen and young bees. Only worker bees consume blood. To some extent, the behavior of taking honey is to **** food from the mouth of a vampire bee. Vampires, as demon bugs, are always sick of stealing honey. At this moment their wings are flying, making a buzzing sound, threatening death.

Gong Hao, who had just persuaded the snow rabbits who were in a bad mood, felt that the noise in his ears was getting louder and he looked back in amazement, only to see that the vampire bees above Biller's head gathered more and more. As if a large cloud of blood was pressing.

Gong Hao's face changed greatly, and he shouted at the cage, "Beer, come out soon! Are those vampires going to attack you?"

"what did you say?"

The strong noise made it difficult for Biller to hear what Gong Hao was talking about. He looked annoyingly at the top of his head and saw the ever-expanding red cloud above his head.

A large number of vampires circled into a red bloodstream and dived towards Biller.

"Do not!"

With Biller's scream screaming, the net bucket in his hand fell to the ground ...