Kasha stared at the confused Kewen for a moment, and then asked: "You really don't understand what I mean?"
In response, Ke Wen said helplessly: "Stop guessing, what is it?"
"Okay, I mean this harvest." Kasha said, raising his hand to point to the table again.
Ke Wen also turned his head to look over there again. After seeing several space bags on the table, he finally understood.
With a look of astonishment on his face, Ke Wen chuckled and said, "What's wrong? That's the final harvest of this operation. It's normal."
"Normal?" Kasha raised her voice slightly and frowned her thin eyebrows: "Normally, nearly 200,000 gold coins and so many magic equipment?"
After questioning, Kasha sighed again and said in a sad tone: "I have said before, the camp cannot bear your great favor. We could have always been good friends..."
"you misunderstood!"
Seeing that Kasha was about to continue talking, Kewen quickly interrupted and explained: "Didn't they tell you? These harvests are calculated according to the normal distribution method."
"What's going on with those magic equipments?" Kasha asked: "My memory is not that bad. I have roughly looked at it. Many of those equipments are from the batch you planned to give to me!"
Sighing again, Kasha asked in a tired voice: "Is there any other explanation?"
"Indeed." Ke Wen smiled and patiently explained: "Indeed, most of the equipment in the bag is what I planned to give to the camp, but I didn't give it away for nothing this time."
Hearing this, Kasha showed a puzzled look, but did not say anything and continued to listen to Kewen's explanation.
"This trip has yielded a lot of rewards. Just by finding the countess' treasure, we got nearly three hundred thousand gold coins."
Ke Wen continued: "According to the distribution method we have discussed long ago, I took one-third of all the value, so isn't it right for the camp to get two hundred thousand gold coins?"
"Where's the equipment?" Kasha, who was straightforward, seemed a little impatient and couldn't help but interrupt and remind: "How do you count those magic equipment?"
"I took all the gems and 'rune stones'." Ke Wen shrugged and spread his hands: "So, I converted the value of the gems and runes into magic equipment."
After speaking, Ke Wen asked: "Now, are there any questions?"
Kasha stared at Kewen for a moment, then laughed, shook his head and said helplessly: "Forget it, I can't defeat you, let's do it this time."
Hearing this, Ke Wen smiled and said: "Originally, I planned to transfer all the magic equipment accumulated in my place to the camp, but there are many of those equipment that you have no use at all."
Kasha waved his hand and immediately answered: "So, the remaining equipment you have there can be sold to that bastard Kidd."
With a look of disgust and ill-intention, Kasha snorted and said: "With this harvest, we no longer need to buy any equipment from him in the camp. I will let you sell the equipment to him.
Let it all rot in his hands."
After the misunderstanding was resolved and the atmosphere returned to normal, Kasha seemed to think of the consequences of her "bad idea", so she suddenly let out two "schadenfreude" laughs.
The laughter subsided, and Kasha hugged Kewen again. As he walked outside the camp, he smiled and said: "Okay, it's my fault this time. I misunderstood you. Let's go. I
Go and punish yourself with two drinks to apologize to you."
"Are you greedy?" Ke Wen glanced sideways at Kasha and joked: "You don't drink if you can."
"Uh-huh..." Kasha's cover was exposed, and he immediately burst into laughter.
After leaving the tent, not long after, the story gathering began.
This time Flavi did not come on to describe the experience of the past few days, but gave the opportunity to another Rogge who was very eloquent.
After telling the story, Kasha entered the center of the field again, named several Rogges to compete with her, and tested the growth of their strength.
Finally, Kasha loudly announced the start of the banquet with a smile of great satisfaction.
This night, the entire Rogge camp was once again immersed in a sea of joy...
…
The next day, morning.
In the small world inside the suitcase, Ke Wen looked at the 'skill source' in the ritual circle and asked Deckard Cain impatiently: "Without any other steps, it can be directly collected into the 'magic source', right?"
"
"That's right." Deckard Cain nodded in response, but before Coven came forward, he immediately said: "I must remind you."
"Please tell me." Ke Wen suppressed the urgency in his heart and waited patiently for the other party's reminder.
Admiring Ke Wen's rational performance, Deckard Cain immediately said seriously: "If you feel that you are being dragged down by this 'skill source', I hope you can give up on it and return to the path of pure magic."
Ke Wen was slightly startled: "Give up? Can the skill source still be given up?"
"Yes." Deckard Cain explained: "Everyone's physique and understanding are different, which means that many magicians are unable to practice multiple branches of magic at the same time, so they will selectively give up some branch routes."
"How to give up?" Coven asked: "I mean, what should I do when the time comes?"
"Use 'telekinesis' magic." Deckard Kane explained: "This magic can also take out the 'skill source' in the body, but the process will be very painful."
"Really? I understand." Kewen nodded.
"One more thing." Deckard Cain continued: "After the skill source is taken out of the body, you can also use it to release a 'super magic'."
Hearing again a term that he had never seen in books, Ke Wen couldn't help but be stunned again.
Seeing Ke Wen's doubts, Deckard Cain explained: "Destroying the 'skill source' is equivalent to returning the 'extraordinary power' it has absorbed in the past to the world. In this process, the skill source will
Show the effect of the corresponding skills."
"Intuitively speaking..." Deckard Cain thought for a while, and then said: "In the former 'Hradirim Brotherhood', there were some mages who liked to make 'skill sources' and convert the 'skill sources'
Cultivate it for a period of time and then remove it from the body to create a 'super magic' seed."
"I have read a record. According to the record, a mage created the 'Blizzard Skill Source', cultivated it and then separated it from the body."
"During a battle, the mage activated the 'Blizzard Skill Source', thereby emitting super-level magic like a natural disaster. According to the record, the blizzard magic almost enveloped the entire country."
"I understand what you mean."
Hearing this, Ke Wen suddenly answered: "In the future, if I separate the 'Necromancer Skill Source' from my body, I can also use it to release a super powerful magic, right?"
"That's right." Deckard Cain nodded, then shook his head and said, "However, I strongly disagree with this approach."
"Don't worry, Mr. Kane."
Ke Wen walked into the ritual circle, reached out and picked the 'Necromancer Skill Source' from mid-air, pressed it into his lower abdomen, and smiled at Deckard Cain: "I only want these four kinds."
The skill source' is enough and will not hinder my growth rate, and I will not create more skill sources in the future."
"Yes, I believe."
Seeing Ke Wen closing his eyes and experiencing the feeling of the 'skill source' entering his body, Deckard Cain smiled happily.
Not long after, Ke Wen opened his eyes, then raised his hand and waved in the distance: "The ice sculpture is flying."
Soon, an ice sculpture flew from a distance and landed in front of Ke Wen.
Pushing the palm of your hand towards the ice sculpture, a warm wind spurted out, gradually melting away the ice.
This is to experiment with the effect of the 'Necromancer Skill Source'. Last night I went out specifically to take a look at the monster corpses that had been prepared in advance.
At this time, seeing that the body had returned to softness, Ke Wen couldn't help but take a breath of anticipation, then shook his palm to grab the body, and at the same time shouted: "Stand up!"
call--
A faint blue magical energy rose up from the monster's corpse like a flame. The next moment, the corpse trembled, and then suddenly opened its closed eyes.
As it stood up, flame-like magic particles also rose up inside the monster's eyeballs, rising and burning for a few breaths before shrinking back into the eyeballs, turning the eyeballs into a faint blue color.
At the same time, the faint blue magic particles rising from the monster also quickly dissipated.
After the spell was cast successfully, Ke Wen couldn't help but murmured happily: "Finally... got rid of the restrictions of the 'Necromancer Staff'!"
"Congratulations." Deckard Cain smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations on achieving your wish."
"Thank you." Ke Wen responded with a smile and at the same time tested the control of the puppet.
However, the experimental results made him slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Why do you feel that this puppet is more spiritual than the previous ones?"
Hearing this, Deckard Cain explained: "Because before you only relied on foreign objects, but now, you have officially embarked on the path of a 'Necromancer'."
"I see, I should have thought of it." Ke Wen looked stunned.
"Okay, do you want to continue the experiment?" Deckard Cain said: "Next, we should upgrade the 'teleportation array' in the camp."
"Of course." With a wave of his hand, Coven dispelled the unknown soul element in the puppet's body and restored it to a corpse. Then he greeted Deckard Cain: "Let's go, let's upgrade the teleportation station."
Deckard Cain nodded and followed Coven outside.
More than half an hour later, the two of them worked together to upgrade the 'teleportation platform', so that the teleportation station could connect to more distant areas.
After the work was over, Coven and Deckard Cain had just turned around to go back to the tent. At this moment, the transmission platform behind them suddenly lit up with a faint light representing communication information...