Chapter 110

"Omnipotent snake poison antidote making skill (intermediate)." Liu Jing buttoned his head and seemed to be trying to recall: "I remember that book, isn't it called special snake poison antidote making book?"

"Yes." Bai Song nodded and said, "I had an epiphany just now, so my skills have changed!"

Liu Jing's mouth is open like a goose egg. Is that ok?

There are scattered grass at the bottom of the valley. The slender emerald leaves are less tenacious and more shy against the setting sun. They tilt their heads and enjoy a moment of silence.

"But then again, how does epiphany do?" Liu Jing thought down and said, "I haven't heard of Epiphany before."

insight.

"Now that it has been done, it proves that it exists. As for how to do it..." Bai Song turned his head, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on his well-defined side face: "it's a very... Mysterious feeling, an unspeakable feeling."

Bai Song shook his head. Epiphany does exist, and Bai song also had an epiphany in a previous life, but the effect of that epiphany was not great.

Even in previous lives, no one has ever said what the shortcut to Epiphany is. The most reliable saying is that when the accumulation of something is enough, whether you can epiphany depends on your talent.

"Have I accumulated it?"

Bai Song frowned and kept thinking: "although he had made medicine in his previous life, it was a previous life after all... Maybe it has something to do with the actual muscle memory."

At this time, Liu Jing patted Bai Song on the shoulder: "OK, the result is good, don't care about the process."

Bai Song smiled at Liu Jing. Now it's the only way.

"The supply is not enough, and there is no fuel. Do you want to continue to practice level?" Liu Jing asked Bai Song.

Bai Song smiled bitterly: "I've run out of nutrient solution. I have to go offline for dinner. Go back to the city first."

They directly took out the back to the city volume, read it in situ and went back to the city directly.

The evening in Fengmeng town is the most relaxed time. Players who have been tired for a day either walk alone or come back in twos and threes. The topic of discussion is never tired of adventure.

Birds confined in cages always look forward to nature.

The advent of myth has changed the previous concept of virtual games. It brings people an experience like real life in this world.

People who have been stimulated and adventurous will gather in various pubs. Each adventurer will dress up and hold various fantasy weapons, just like the scenes in novels and comics.

However, the protagonists are replaced by themselves, and everyone is qualified to create legends in this world. For the world, they are not the journey of the walkers. They really live in the game.

"Who are you looking at? Is it the beauty just now?" Liu Jing gently poked Bai Song with his elbow with an informal smile.

"Well, yes." Bai Song nodded back to Liu Jing's joke, although he didn't know who the beauty Liu Jing said was.

They first went to the drugstore and props store to replenish a wave. When they came out, Liu Jing took out the snake gall from his backpack and gave it to Bai Song.

Bai Song took all the snake gall and put it directly into his backpack. Then he took out five gold coins to Liu Jing. Liu Jing was shocked when he saw the gold coins Bai Song took out.

"You robbed a local tyrant?" Liu Jing looked at the gold coins, then pretended to be joking and said, "I can't take your black money."

"It's not for you. Help me buy some snake gall when you're free. There are no fewer people in the town at night than during the day." Bai Song said and threw it directly to Liu Jing. Liu Jing was unprepared and almost didn't catch it.

If you can, Bai Song wants to give all the remaining money to Liu Jing to help him buy it. Unfortunately, not many people can kill snake monsters at this stage, and most of them are low-quality snakes, which are different from those in the valley.

At the present stage, five gold coins can't be used up in a few days. After all, those low-quality snake galls are only a few copper and a group of 100 are only a few silver coins.

"Collect snake gall?" Liu Jing remembered Bai Song's skill. He didn't ask much. He thought it should be used to refine medicine.

When Bai Song was about to go offline, Liu Jing suddenly stopped Bai Song.

"What's up?" Bai Song asked Liu Jing with an oblique eye.

"Ask your family Qiuyu to go out for a hot pot in the evening. The new one in the east of the city is my treat. Oh, my daughter-in-law said." Liu Jing said lazily.

"Well, let me talk to her." Bai Song smiled and went offline.

After that, Bai Song went offline directly.

The light exposure of the room is not good. It's still sunset outside. There's already a trace of darkness in the room. Put on your shoes and Bai Song didn't press the switch to turn on the light.

"Haven't you come back yet?" Bai Song took a look in the room and found that there was no one at home except himself.

Picked up the phone and had unread text messages. Bai Song looked at the content of the text messages. Su Qiuyu seemed to be coming back later.

Bai Song put his mobile phone in his pocket, then picked up the money and put it in his pocket. He didn't have a wallet and wasn't used to using it. Bai Song still thinks it is more convenient to put money in his pocket. He is not a person who likes to put too much cash in his pocket.

Of course, he didn't have much cash in his previous life.

Because Liu Jing was not the only one, Bai Song picked up the razor and trimmed his beard a little. The beard of Bai Song didn't grow too fast, only a little beard residue came out.

Taxis are the most common means of transportation in the city, but few taxis pass by in the old street area in such an evening. Bai Song still can't see the shadow after standing for three minutes.

"Where are you going?"

A middle-aged man with a beard of about 40 years old stopped in front of Bai Song on an old motorcycle. After doing this for more than ten years, he could see at a glance whether the man wanted to get on the bus.

"Celebrity hot pot is the east of the city..." Bai Song was afraid that he didn't know where it was, but he was interrupted.

"It's the new one, isn't it?" the middle-aged driver smiled and said, "it's really on the way. I'm going there, too."

In fact, the feeling of riding a motorcycle in summer is not bad. The cool wind blows past my ears. Fortunately, the white pine has short hair, otherwise my hair must be blown disorderly.

"Go there and have dinner with friends?" the middle-aged driver chatted with Bai Song on a motorcycle.

Bai Song replied, "well, I have friends."

No words all the way.

When he arrived at his destination, Bai Song gave him money, and then watched the middle-aged driver lean his car against the guardrail and walk towards the second floor of the hot pot shop like Bai Song.

"Master, are you going to have dinner too?" Bai Song couldn't help being curious.

The middle-aged driver stuffed those tattered gloves into his pocket and smiled at the white pine.

"No, I work here."

With that, he coughed half a time and went in without looking back.