What do I need to do before taking the medicine?

Roja didn't quite understand this problem, anyway, the emperors of the previous life seemed to have to bathe in incense, and then swallow the mercury nuggets and wait to die.

However, it seems that these steps are not needed to switch to this world. This medicine is so dark, it is estimated that no **** or Buddha dares to approve the blessing. Besides, it is a booster and a buffer, obviously a taste of black technology.

Forget it, just drink it.

Roja held the Boluo Physique Improver Type II which was exchanged for 1,000 gold coins and looked dark and oily. He glanced at the slightly better-looking dark blue Boluo high heat buffer and opened the lid. Slowly pour the two together into the glass.

What surprised Roya was that the black oil poured smoothly, but the dark blue buffer was very slow, just like jelly. After the two were mixed together, it began to bubble continuously. Roya followed the system As stated in the instructions, always observe the color on the sidelines.

"Stay until brownish red, you can take it"

Luo Ya muttered to the standard, and sat down to sit down and waited. Time passed. About ten minutes later, the liquid in the glass finally turned brownish red and there were no bubbles. Luo Ya picked up the cup. After sniffing it, he actually faintly smelled a taste similar to orange juice.

"System, is this finished? Can I drink it?"

【Scanning items】

[Color matching, full response, confirmed to be taken]

"That's fine, but the texture is similar to milk, but it tastes orange? It still feels weird, forget it, go!"

After being confirmed by the system, Roja shook the cup twice and gritted his teeth, then raised his neck and poured the modifier worth 1,000 gold coins into his mouth.

The mouth feels a bit sticky and the taste is strange, but it does have a slight orange taste and the temperature is normal.

This is probably all Luo Ya's thoughts on taking this worthy thing.

But as the saying goes, not looking at the taste to see the effect, Luo Ya drank the modifier and closed his eyes to feel himself, and then found nothing unusual.

"What's the situation? What about the great power? The system, is there no response to this? 1000 gold coins don't even make a sound!"

Halfway through the conversation, the teenager's body shook, and suddenly he felt a burning heat spreading from his stomach to his body, spreading throughout his body in just a few seconds.

Roya could feel that his body temperature was rising rapidly, and his brain was beginning to become groggy due to the high fever. He struggled to take a few steps to lie down on the bed, but he didn't expect that his feet would turn black as soon as he stepped out.

"Dang!"

The chair was knocked to the ground, and next to it was its owner.

The sound of a thousand gold coins is late, but it's here!

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Roja of San Mestre is on the street, but what he doesn't know is Rose in the distance, that little requiem has already changed his life trajectory unknowingly.

"Useful! Really useful!"

In the dark room, a middle-aged man with brown hair was sitting above the main seat. On the table in front of him was a rustic oil lamp with no visible material.

The oil lamp has been lit at this time, and the white light completely different from ordinary oil lamps illuminates the surroundings. For a time, exquisite hanging paintings, valuable ancient books, and flame-like green-collar flowers and flames are revealed in the light. And this little light also illuminates the excited faces of a group of people at the table.

"Mr. Bruce, how do you feel?"

"Well, the effect is obvious, the erosion has slowed down, no, it should be said that it has almost stagnated."

The luxuriously dressed man sitting behind the table said so, stretched out his hand to stroke his chest and felt it again, and nodded a moment later.

"The restlessness of the soul has disappeared, and the immortality has also subsided. The most amazing thing is that there is no side effect Andrew, do you know what this is?"

"Uh, I have never heard of this, but based on my observations, it is certain that this is an antiquities before the Third Age."

Wearing a peaked hat and reading glasses, an old man with a gray beard stepped forward and looked at the requiem lamp carefully and said:

"The material of this oil lamp is a bit similar to mud. The oil may be the blood of some creature. It must be a pagan thing, but from the point of view that it has no side effects, it should not be an evil item, probably from a civilization that has disappeared in the Second Age. One."

"Can i copy it?"

"You can try, but I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"Well, if you can't even do it, others probably won't have anything possible. I didn't expect that my life would be controlled by a lamp one day."

The middle-aged man laughed at himself, but no one in the room could laugh. Everyone was silent. A man holding a black wooden pole observed for a long time and said:

"At this rate of consumption, at least

Supported for several years, which means that at least we have a few more years. "

"Yes, in a few years, with Soofia's ability, there may not be no turning point."

Everyone in the room became optimistic, Bruce Sorophia smiled bitterly at this, anyway it was a good thing to get this light, he really shouldn't be too pessimistic.

"In the past few years, I will be able to train Charlotte. Then there will be no worries. If it still fails, we will be able to fight to the death."

Bruce's words made the expressions of everyone in the room serious. Everyone nodded to each other, and the breath of determination filled the space until someone remembered something.

"By the way, where's the seller? Where did this light come from?"

"It was sold by the Marquis of Acate of the Church of St. Meister."

"What? The Marquis of Acate?"

Bruce frowned as if thinking of something when he heard what he said, and began to lower his head in thought. The people nearby looked at each other, and Andrew raised his glasses and asked:

"Bruce, you know?"

"No, I don't know, but there are some connections."

The brown-haired man murmured his answer and raised his head and asked:

"Are there any comments?"

"No, no, but repeatedly told the local branch president not to disclose any information."

""

Bruce relaxed slightly after hearing this sentence, thinking it might just be a coincidence.

Yes, it's almost a hundred years. Who remembers the original agreement?

Bruce was relieved and shook his head and chuckled, but he didn't expect a follow-up.

"But what is strange is that it is the son of the Marquis of Acate, who seems to be only nine years old this year."

"Nine years old? The same age as the eldest lady, shouldn't it be sold secretly?"

"Haha, how is it possible, this is an antiquities before the Third Age, can it be a family heirloom?"

"The report said that the Marquis of Akat entrusted his son Roya Akat to charge d'affaires. According to the information, this little Marquis does not seem to have extraordinary talents. Maybe he wants to deepen the relationship with the local branch in order to develop business cooperation in the future development territory. "

"It's possible that if you can't walk the extraordinary path, you can only govern your territory."

Everyone was discussing about the seller's Akate's house, but Bruce, who was sitting in the main seat, said nothing again.

The Marquis of Acate sent his son to sell the lamp to Sorovia. This is nothing in the eyes of others, but it seems to Bruce to be very meaningful, rather than a clear reminder.

The other party remembered the agreement, and was urging him to fulfill it in this way, and even willing to give him a family heirloom to save his life.

Bruce didn't know where the other party learned of his situation, or how his buyer's identity was leaked. The years have passed in a hurry, and the Akate's family seems to be increasingly mysterious.

"Is this fate?"

Bruce muttered to himself, and read his daughter's name.

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