In Chu Tian's memory, it was the same in his previous life, until players reached level 90 and above.
Facing the monsters here, there was no longer any threat.
Only then did someone curiously grind for reputation here.
They were pleasantly surprised, and from then on, this place became an exceptionally popular spot.
Besides selling some fixed items, the NPCs here...
There was also an NPC called [Zela]. Big Wind Novel
It regularly updated some extremely rare items. Once these items were released, although the price was expensive, they were unavailable elsewhere.
Furthermore, it wasn't an auction system, but a first-come, first-served model.
Thus, countless people would camp here waiting for the refresh.
Many who managed to grab them became rich overnight.
Those who couldn't would beat their chests and stomp their feet.
But what could they do? They could only wait for the next wave and strive to display their lightning-fast reflexes.
Including the turtle shell thrown by the commander at the fortress just now.
An item that could 100% knock someone off their horse was a product of this place.
Chu Tian wasn't here to find [Zela] this time.
In the town, he identified the direction and headed straight for a house with a messy pile of jars outside.
Upon reaching the vicinity, Chu Tian couldn't help but wrinkle his nose.
A pungent odor assaulted his nose and mouth.
Enduring the discomfort, Chu Tian still pushed open the door.
"What do you need? Everything is on the shelves!"
As Chu Tian entered, he saw a disheveled old man.
His hair was messy and he was balding.
He was bent over, tinkering with something on a table.
Without lifting his head, he spoke these words.
After he finished speaking, Chu Tian glanced at the shelves nearby.
They were a mess, piled with items.
It was difficult to find anything among them. Big Wind Novel Network
It was like a garbage dump, casually arranged.
"Master Roger, the item I want isn't on the shelves!" Chu Tian said.
"If it's not there, then it's not there. Get lost, don't disturb my experiments."
This NPC old man had a truly awful temper, cursing as soon as he spoke.
"Roger, the item I need is in large quantities. I believe you need a lot of gold to support your experiments, right?"
Chu Tian genuinely wanted to beat the old man up. What kind of person was this NPC to speak to him like this?
But thinking that he really only had this person to get what he needed currently, he had no choice but to endure it and try to coax it out first.
"Money? How much money do you have? Do I look like someone who lacks money?"
Chu Tian gave a wry smile upon hearing this.
This old geezer was impervious to persuasion. He was clearly dirt poor but was acting like a big shot.
In his previous life, someone had managed to coax things out of him like this.
"Master Roger, I know I have a little bit of money, which you might look down on. However, I heard you have a batch of high-explosive black powder for sale, and I can buy all of it!"
Chu Tian didn't want to waste any more time and directly mentioned the keywords.
If he could coax it out, he would. If not, so be it.
It wasn't a must-have...
However, if he could get it, he could foster a good relationship with this Master Roger.
Black powder could be produced by alchemists.
But high-explosive black powder, in the entire Heavenly Dao world game,
could truly only be crafted by this Master Roger.
If he could establish this connection, then high-explosive black powder would be under his control from then on.
This Master Roger was not an ordinary alchemist.
Legend had it that in his early years, he was an alchemy apprentice.
However, because he didn't follow the rules and disliked methodical work.
He conducted experiments haphazardly, blowing up the Alchemist's Guild several times, and was subsequently removed and expelled by the Alchemist's Guild.
Thus, he drifted and came to this plague town.
Here, he crafted alchemical items to earn a living.
But because of its remote location, he couldn't sell much.
He was also addicted to experiments, with huge expenses.
How he managed to survive was unknown to anyone.
But this fellow was truly amazing.
He had become the inventor of distillation in the Heavenly Dao world.
The name above his head now was:
[First Person of Distillation · Master Roger]
The distillation here was not the same as in reality.
It was a combination of alchemy and distillation techniques.
However, no one knew how long this old fellow had lived.
He had neither taken any disciples nor popularized his patents.
He just played around by himself...
Chu Tian felt it was a pity and a waste.
But since such an NPC existed,
Chu Tian believed there must be a hidden quest associated with him.
Perhaps it was to take him as a disciple, or to help him popularize this secondary profession.
At that time, the system would add another secondary profession choice.
Or, it could be an advanced profession for alchemists.
...
As soon as Chu Tian said this, he heard...
Boom...
Black smoke billowed and flames of various colors erupted from the table in front of Master Roger.
This guy's experiment had exploded...
Chu Tian was so startled that he almost fled.
What if the experiment exploded and killed someone?
He knew his subordinate... the Mage: On-the-Main-Account-Didn't-Bring-Paper, that guy.
He was still level 1.
Why?
It was because he kept blowing things up...
Countless times, he had died due to his own experiments.
However...
Just as it exploded, a golden light suddenly flashed on his table.
"Hmm? Invincible shield?"
Chu Tian's heart skipped a beat. This experiment table was a good item!
It had a trigger mechanism.
The golden shield appeared, and not a shred of the explosion's shockwave, smoke, or flames leaked out.
Then, the old fellow Roger suddenly turned around.
His small, squinting eyes stared intently at Chu Tian.
Seeing this, Chu Tian thought to himself: Damn it, did my words cause this explosion? Will he blame me?
If that were the case, this trip might have been in vain.
The old fellow stared at Chu Tian, making Chu Tian a bit guilty, but he stared back just as intensely.
Chu Tian was not the type to back down just because you stared at him.
One person and one NPC stared at each other for a full minute.
Finally, Chu Tian couldn't stand it.
But he didn't know what to say.
He blurted out: "Uh... What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at you... Uh... Little brother, you're truly handsome! So handsome, you must be rich. Come, come, let's chat!"
Upon hearing Chu Tian's words, Master Roger's neck stiffened, but he quickly reacted. His squinting eyes narrowed even further, and all the wrinkles on his face bunched together.
He squeezed out a shar-pei-like smile and beckoned Chu Tian to follow him into the inner room.
"Uh? Huh?" The other party's sudden change in attitude caught Chu Tian off guard.
He had already regretted saying "What are you looking at?"
Wasn't that asking for a fight? He didn't know what strange things this old fellow had, and he might not be able to withstand a surprise attack.
That high-explosive black powder alone was a great weapon.
But this old fellow's sudden change in attitude seemed promising.
He, who had been tense and ready to transform into his bear form to escape at any moment,
relaxed his nerves and followed the old fellow towards the inner hall of the house.