"You joined the Natural School? It's also related to that paper... What on earth is going on?"
Renn was quite surprised and looked at scholar Dennis in confusion.
The super force of the Natural School is notoriously difficult to join, and the threshold is extremely high.
Unless they are geniuses who have been cultivated by the school since childhood, only Sanren who have been promoted to the fourth level before the age of 30, or scholars who can publish two influential papers in top journals, may be invited to join the Natural School.
Dennis doesn't meet the criteria.
He is now in his forties. The last time Renn met him in the plains, he was still a third-level peak [Mimetic Druid].
Dennis's academic level was not low, but it did not meet the extremely demanding standards of the natural school.
The so-called papers with great influence, if put on earth, are almost the papers that publish academic achievements that can win the Nobel Prize.
"I'm lucky. Several elders from the Natural School are studying the resentful spirits. After all, it's related to the second impact...
My paper on the ancestral spirits of the Kangao people attracted the attention of a certain elder."
Dennis looked a little lucky, joining the Natural School was the dream of every scholar-type professional.
On Earth, this would be more gratifying than winning the Nobel Prize.
"The Natural School is studying the Wraith Spirit? Wait a minute." Ren was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You just said that the second impact...is it related to the Wraith Spirit?"
Regarding the second impact, Ren only knew that it was about to happen.
What it refers to specifically is unknown, but according to the roar of Prince Milo's clone before it fell, it seems that the impact of the second impact is not beneficial to humans.
"It's not related to resentful spirits, but existences such as spiritual bodies and semi-spiritual bodies were affected first. It's more of a kind of pollution than an impact..."
Dennis pushed up his glasses and said in a very professional tone.
"Spirit body, pollution?"
After chanting a few words, Ren suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.
"Scholar Dennis, how much do you know about the Second Impact? When did it happen, and what does it specifically refer to?" Lane couldn't help but ask a series of questions.
Scholar Dennis has joined the most mysterious natural school and may know more inside information.
"The second impact has already begun, but it has not reached its peak. As for the specific situation, I actually don't know...forget it, come with me and take a look."
Dennis rubbed his sore eyelids and slowly stood up.
He walked to the inside of the shop, pushed open a stone door, and asked Ren to go in with him.
This is a small laboratory. As soon as he entered, Renn could smell the smell of various plants and herbs.
The light inside is a bit dim, and the most eye-catching thing is a white experimental table with test tubes, distilling bottles, crucibles, tweezers, alcohol lamps and other items placed on it.
In a translucent glass counter next to it, you can see the body of a two-tailed lizard, bitter lilac, red heart grass, as well as yellow spring flower petals and other materials.
"Ren, come and see for yourself." Dennis came to the experimental table and pulled out a black cloth strip.
Under the cloth strip is a long glass container.
This glass container is 1.5 meters high, with some golden sealing runes engraved on it, and it is filled with light green liquid, emitting a strange fluorescence.
Pa Pa ~
A white skeleton was soaked in the liquid. His bone claws were constantly beating against the glass wall, his upper and lower jaws were opening and closing, and forest-white flames were beating in the eye sockets.
"This is a demonic Viscount from the Bone Clan?" Renn was a little surprised and asked Dennis confusedly next to him, "Why are you showing me this?"
"Ren, do you think that as long as it remains in this situation and is soaked in this liquid, the strength of a demon ghost can be improved?" Scholar Dennis asked.
"Of course not!"
Ren touched the outer wall of the glass container, and the aura of holy power on it was very strong.
A powerful sacred text seal is applied to the outer wall of this container, and the energy contained in the liquid inside is neutral.
The semi-spiritual monsters and ghosts that feed on negative resentment and essence and blood are trapped inside and cannot be replenished at all. It's not bad if they are not weak. How can they improve their strength?
"This was originally a Dark Baron-level monster, close to the Viscount level. I had imprisoned him for a month... Four days ago, he broke through to the Dark Viscount level."
Dennis's voice was very calm, but there was a strange look in his eyes.
"How is this possible? He can be promoted without any supplements?!"
Ren was very surprised and stared intently at the demonic Viscount in the glass container.
This is not scientific at all, energy is not conserved... Well, in short, this is too strange.
This is just like an ordinary person who, after not eating or drinking for almost a month, not only did not starve to death, but became weak, he also became stronger... Isn't this a ghost?
"But this is the fact, and this is not an exception!"
"According to the speculations of the elders, this is a more advanced and hidden form of radiation, pollution, penetration... and even blends with space fluctuations. It can affect spiritual bodies regardless of distance, making them stronger and more bizarre...
…”
"Ren, you are a demon hunter who specializes in dealing with cases of demons and ghosts harming people. You should know that recently the ghosts and demons are more active than before, right?"
Dennis calmly narrated, his words made Ren a little embarrassed.
"Well, I actually haven't handled many cases and completed very few demon hunting missions." Renn's face turned red for the rare occasion.
He, the "master demon hunter", is simply incompetent, that is, he only wears the skin of a demon hunter and is not as professional as Shirley.
"That's right. You're much better at attacking people than you are at hunting down demons. You killed Marcelo the ghost and the drug lord Matt, right?"
Dennis's mouth twitched, as if he thought of something, and continued teasing:
"When I was in the plain area, I heard that the 'human rights fighter' Sir Ackerman was committed to the peaceful coexistence of the indigenous people and citizens, and the 'justice ranger' Master Ackerman designed to destroy the Skeleton Gang and the traitor Marcelo.
‘Crime Buster’ Master Ackerman fights against the drug lord Matt... Except for not being able to hunt monsters, you are doing very well in other jobs, why not change your name to Human Killer.”
Ren rolled his eyes upon hearing this.
Before breaking through the "Dark Cave" in the Demon Realm, he was not really unknown, but his "glorious deeds" were basically spread around the plains.
To be honest, in the Durham and Wilton areas, everyone of some importance knew him.
"Dennis, are you still laughing at me? Aren't you also not doing your job properly? The other druids are studying plants and potions... but you are studying spirits.
You might as well change your career and become a wizard."
Not to be outdone, Ren made some sarcastic remarks, and Dennis laughed and was not angry.
After the two chatted for a while, Dennis regained his composure and said seriously:
"Some things have been foreshadowed for a long time. Even if you didn't go hunting for demons, you still know that Carlos the Gunman has broken through the sanctuary."
"Is the Gun Ghost's breakthrough into the Sanctuary also related to the second impact?" Renn raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
This is all going nowhere, it can't even be hit with eight poles.
"Of course, do you know what Carlos practices?" Dennis asked thoughtfully.
Ren was startled and subconsciously blurted out: "It's the Twelve Movements of the Netherworld, The Soul-Eating Spear of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"
After Carlos became a saint, his deeds and a lot of information came to light.
Back then, Carlos, who was a member of the [Lancer] profession, took a different approach and integrated several movements from the "Twelve Movements of the Netherworld" that were most suitable for practicing in the [Shadow Warrior] profession into his own spear skills and fields, and developed a soul-devouring weapon.
The soul-eating spear of the power of resentment!
"No wonder Carlos's very unreliable method of forcibly breaking through the sky with a bloody battle was successful..." Ren suddenly had a realization.
He looked at scholar Dennis beside him, who nodded and sighed:
"It is indeed as you think. Originally, Carlos was only one chance away from becoming a saint in the pinnacle of the temple. No external force could help him break through the heavenly barrier, but..."
"... Carlos's weapon, the soul-eating gun, swallowed up too much spiritual resentment... Many of them even became the prototype of his domain and part of his own strength."
"The power of the resentful spirit skyrocketed due to the second impact, pushing Carlos' power to continue to rise. Coupled with a bloody battle and killing, the soul-eating...the internal and external forces converged and exploded...he forcibly broke through the heavenly barrier and established the holy realm!
"
This is the secret and reason why Carlos, the gun ghost who had been unable to break through, suddenly became a holy realm!
This is why people like Alex the Axe, Kelvin the One-Armed Killer, and Roland the Illusionist are not the ones who have made breakthroughs.
They were no worse than Carlos, they just lacked an opportunity.
"This..." Listening to Dennis's analysis, Ren felt a sudden realization. He said, "The ghost prince who suddenly revived──Christian, he..."
If he remembered correctly, Prince Milo had always been causing trouble in Pineapple Town on the Pugni Plain.
Christian, the prince of the demon clan, suddenly woke up.
And he still seems to be in peak condition!
"That's right, after Prince Christian woke up, he was not as weak as Prince Milo for several years... That's why he was almost in full swing as soon as he woke up!"
Dennis said very calmly.
He pointed at the demonic Viscount in the glass container who was constantly beating the glass wall and appeared to be "full of energy".
Under normal circumstances, a demon who wakes up from "sleep" will be weak for a period of time. This is the case with Prince Milo, otherwise Gonzalez would not have been able to hit him so easily...
After all, although Prince Milo is not good at pulling, he still has two brushes.
Dennis covered the glass container with a black cloth:
"The demons and ghosts are semi-spirits, close to spirits. Among the demons, they were the first to benefit from the second impact.
If nothing else, the demon clan will be very active in the future."
I see!
Ren took a few deep breaths, and suddenly he remembered the cursed spirit in his ring - the "Headless Horseman"!
Some time ago, the "Headless Horseman", a calm and honest otaku who had always been calm and honest, suddenly went berserk and attacked Artoria who was practicing in the basement of the villa.
If Kesha hadn't returned home in time, Artoria alone might not have been able to suppress the ferocious Headless Horseman.
Renn originally thought it was an accident. It should be that the aura of holy power that escaped from King Da Mao's practice stimulated the "Headless Horseman".
Now that I think about it, I’m afraid it’s not that simple!
"Gun Ghost" Carlos becomes a saint, the Demon Prince wakes up to almost full health, the Headless Horseman goes berserk... You can tell the fall with a leaf, everything actually has omens, but they are easy to be ignored.
"When will the second impact reach its peak?"
Renn looked at Dennis and asked with a very serious face.
"In January next year, I would like to remind you, try to prepare some skills, potions, or equipment that can restrain the spirit body recently... the spirit body will become very difficult to deal with in the future!
In addition to monsters and ghosts, other demons will also get some benefits. After all, it is a kind of pollution radiation that tends to be dark and chaotic..."
Dennis gave serious instructions and took Ren out of the laboratory.
"Thank you. Do you know where I can buy masks? I want the high-end ones."
After writing down the scholar's instructions, Renn remembered his purpose of coming to the black market.
Sir Ackerman has become famous this time. Sometimes it may be necessary to conceal his identity. It is best to have something that can disguise himself.
"You kid don't want to do anything bad, do you?"
Dennis looked at Ren with a slightly surprised look. Who usually wears a mask?
Ren pouted, patted his chest and promised:
"Look at my upright face, am I that kind of person?
Crime buster, justice ranger, human rights fighter...that’s me! I am Sir Ackerman, and I speak for myself!”
"Then why did you buy a mask, and even a high-end one?" Dennis's cheeks twitched, and he said you were fat and you were breathless.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I do good deeds without leaving a name. I wave my sleeves and don't take away a single cloud." Ren said without blushing or heartbeat.
"On the east side of the black market, there is a witch at the very end. She may have high-end goods. Also, don't offend that woman." Scholar Dennis rolled his eyes and replied.
"Thank you." Ren said thanks and left.
"Guests go slowly, friends go slowly!" A colorful parrot spread its wings on the table and waved goodbye to Ren.
………
Ren left the restaurant and strolled through the black market.
He was thinking and digesting the information he got from scholar Dennis, and at the same time, he also heard the discussions of everyone in the black market.
Regarding the sanctification of Carlos the Gunman, the fight between Carl the Butcher and Gonzalez, the leader of the Knights Templar, and Prince Milo's deployment of the Demon Realm...these things are still hot.
Of course, Sir Ackerman’s sudden success can be considered hot news.
There was also the resurgence of the Demonic Prince and the appearance of a vast whirlpool of light in the sky above Diramo City, which was also the focus of discussion.
But the most talked about thing is about extraordinary power, professional information, and the release of some resources.
"That's it for the Pugni Plain, even Merova City was attacked!"
At the table around them, two low-level extraordinary beings with no background who were drinking were exclaiming:
"The Prince of Darkness fought fiercely against Director Carl in the 7th round. Many strong men were trapped in the Demon Realm... Alas, has the wave period already reached this point?"
For these grassroots people, or those who accidentally step into the extraordinary path, the level above the fourth level is really a myth and legend.
"A storm is coming, war is unavoidable!" A short-haired young man couldn't help but lamented, "It is said... that many kingdoms are going to relax restrictions on some extraordinary information, and some nobles have proposed the creation of powerless middle- and low-level professions.
Those who need to join the military must register the bill!”
"Do you not want to cause chaos in the world?" Another drunkard and strong man immediately shouted.
"No...it is said that they are just using the many middle and low-level wild extraordinary beings in the kingdom who have no background to develop extraordinary power as quickly as possible!"
"Haha, nobles, the Steam Alliance, the Church of Light, and other big forces, can you agree? The rise of civilians and grassroots extraordinary beings will pose a threat to them, right?"
"That's why I have to register my information and then join the army."
"Even so, are those people willing to use resources to train us? It's impossible if you think about it. It is said that the king and the nobles have quarreled several times..."
The extraordinary person who said the last words had an undisguised look of ridicule on his face.
Obviously, they also know that these proposals are only superficial cover.
Those who truly control the world are the various royal families, the great nobles, and the huge forces that have been passed down for hundreds and thousands of years, such as the Steam Alliance and the Demon Hunter Association.
'Now that the wave period has arrived...many habits indeed need to be changed...'
While drinking orange juice, Ren was walking in the black market, listening to the discussions of the drinkers, thoughtfully.
Relaxing some restrictions and disclosing extraordinary information will of course be beneficial to ordinary people, and may even give birth to a large number of civilian professionals.
But there may not be any taboos in this.
Moreover, are those big forces and nobles really willing to share their extraordinary power with ordinary people?
'You want rulers to give up their privileges automatically? Is this a dream?'
A thought occurred to Renn. If he were a great nobleman and the manipulator of a great power, it's really hard to say what he would choose.
Maybe the kingdom and those nobles just use these civilian extraordinary people, wild middle and low-level extraordinary people as cannon fodder...
Of course, Renn didn't care about these things.
He is already a high-level transcendent and belongs to a big force like the Demon Hunter Association. There is no way he can be affected or calculated.
As for the idea that everyone is equal, free and fair, and everyone is like a dragon...I'm sorry, he is not that kind of heroic man at all.
On Earth, everyone is an ordinary person, and freedom and equality are just a pretense.
Here, saints can cut mountains and cut rivers, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, live for 500 years and look down on the world... Can they be expected to have equal status with ordinary people?
Most countries in Saigon Continent have two sets of laws, one for ordinary people and one specifically for extraordinary people.
Like the Kingdom of Faloran, Bureau 7 deals with demons and incidents involving extraordinary beings, while the Public Security Bureau handles crimes committed by ordinary people.
'I... am not a hero.'
Ren shook his head and entered a dark corner. He lowered the hood of his cloak and covered half of his face.
In this way, they are not much different from many customers in the black market.
He started looking for a target.
There are two types of stalls in the black market. One kind occupies a huge stone building as a shop. The shop owners are relatively powerful, such as the restaurant owned by scholar Dennis.
Those who can occupy the store are basically expert and master-level extraordinary beings, or the spokespersons of high-level extraordinary beings.
There is also a street stall that is set up spontaneously. The stall owners are a mixed bag of good and bad, and the goods are good and bad. It all depends on your discernment.
Ren came to a street stall.
Various amulets are sold here, with materials ranging from obsidian, bronze, silver, gold, gemstones... everything.
But in his perception, he could not feel any extraordinary aura at all.
"How about it? Would you like a talisman to protect against the undead?"
The vendor is a fat man wearing a golden harpy mask.
After seeing Ren stay, he immediately introduced him enthusiastically: "Sir, this is the anti-spiritual amulet. It can protect you from the harm of ghosts!"
'I almost believed you!'
Ren stared speechlessly at the bone amulet in his hand.
He felt that just sending a first-level resentful spirit could kill the fat man in front of him in seconds.
Counterfeit goods are sold on the transcendent side. Are you trying to harm people?
He knows that some ordinary people are eager to step into the threshold of the extraordinary, and they may really be deceived. Things on the extraordinary side are very valuable... This has led to many scammers in the black market.
Ren endured it and waved his hand to indicate no need. After turning around in a circle, he became even more speechless.
With his current knowledge and eyesight, coupled with the ability "Eye of Destroying Delusion", he can barely be considered to have a vicious vision now.
As a result, after wandering around the street stalls, I found that there were very few real good things, and some fake ones were extremely expensive!
And a piece of tile that is said to be some kind of relic that was transported from the Nokman Empire is obviously useless, but these black-hearted businessmen dare to sell it for 100 gold coins!
As for the missing plots that often appear in novels, don’t even think about it!
How can there be so many leaks and treasures for you to pick up in this world? You are not the protagonist of the world, the Child of Destiny.
After one lap.
Ren was sure that he really didn't have the power of luck and had no way to pick it up, so he had no choice but to accept his fate and enter a real store.