Chapter 99 Miko's Successful Promotion

This is a slow process and the production of the badge cannot be sloppy. Every detail specially marked on the drawing is for anti-counterfeiting. It is precisely these details that make Han more certain that the person who took out the drawing must be a noble.

Being able to connect with a noble was definitely the biggest gain of his trip.

After a busy day, my back and waist ache.

The blacksmiths came out pounding their shoulders, but no one dared to complain because they had just heard someone calling for dinner.

Have a meal?

There are actually people who provide food after work, but it definitely won’t be anything delicious.

Han rubbed his rumbling stomach and decided to sneak into the bedside of Old Cherry tonight, believing that the other party would answer all his questions.

Before that, fill your stomach first.

The fragrant aroma surprised Han.

"Each person can take no more than two loaves of bread!" Another little stick.

Some people have given those who maintain order an unpleasant nickname, "little sticks", because they are always waving little sticks that make whizzing sounds and will hit you when they have nothing to do.

Dinner was great.

Toast, and soup.

Just look at the oil floating on the soup to know how delicious it is.

Han paid special attention and found that children were given one piece of bread and adults were given two.

"Everyone, eat here!" Little Stick shook the stick in his hand: "Also, don't steal other people's food!"

His emphasis was a step too late because someone had already started grabbing the food. Two loaves of bread were actually enough to fill his stomach. The expanded toast and soup would expand and make his stomach round after mixing in his stomach.

But no one can guarantee whether there will be next meal after finishing this one, so it is always good to store some food on hand.

Han's large build and broad back put many people off, but those with thinner bodies were not so lucky.

Some people chose to eat half of it themselves, and then voluntarily hand over the rest of the bread to obtain protection. Many people were satisfied with being able to exchange one and a half loaves of bread for half a loaf of bread.

Han ate the bread slowly, which was toasted bread made from mutated grains.

He had eaten this stuff before, but not often. It wasn't because he didn't like it, but if he wanted to get the mutated food, he had to go to the disaster shadow area. Normally, everyone was too busy hiding, so how could they deliberately go there?

Then Han saw two men with small wooden sticks rushing out. One of them looked familiar to him. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was the father who was forced to be separated from his daughter today. His face was full of pain when he was forcibly separated from his daughter, but now he held the small wooden stick, and his expression was extremely happy when he waved the stick.

That's how people are.

Han watched quietly as they beat up the idiot who stole the bread and then tied him up with a rope. He would be a typical example for some time to come.

Unfortunately, there are always people who think they are the exception and just need to be careful not to be discovered.

Killing one chicken to scare the monkeys would be enough, and even Han guessed so until he saw more than forty idiots tied up for snatching other people's food.

Ages range from old to young.

"You have to eat each piece of bread yourself!" The little stick waved his arms, and people from a distance shrank their necks in fear: "I don't care who you are. If you dare to eat the bread given by others, I promise to make you vomit as much as you eat!"

Even if it is given by family, it is not enough. Prey Town does not provide food and drink.

Old Cherry had long known what excuses these people would use to get benefits, so he eliminated it at the root. As long as this piece of bread does not belong to you, then you'd better stick your butt out.

If you are seriously injured and cannot move tomorrow, you will have nothing to eat.

Many people were scared.

Before this, they thought that Prey Town was stupid. If they supplied a large amount of food, what else could they be but stupid? "There is another benefit to doing this," Han thought to himself. He glanced around and found that except for a few relatively intelligent "leaders" who did not take action, most of the leaders among the hundreds of people had been picked out.

I don’t know what Prey Town will do. If it were Han, he would definitely kill these people.

When the group is leaderless, it is the best opportunity to conquer them.

"Do we really have to distribute that food to those people? It doesn't matter if they don't have enough to eat."

Han heard the whispers behind him, he turned around and saw that they were the guards of Prey Town. The flashing bows and crossbows on their bodies made Han subconsciously lower his head to avoid attracting their attention. He didn't want to be aimed at the head by a crossbow and shot with an arrow.

"What do you know! This is an order from the adults!"

"That miser, old Cherry, didn't skimp?"

"You really don't understand at all. Why is old Cherry so successful today? Is it because he is stingy?"

"Because he knows the adult...ah, if we also know that adult, do we have a chance to become the mayor today?"

"Just you? Tsk."

Han had been eavesdropping with his ears perked up, and he also knew that Old Cherry was not the most powerful person, and above him there was Alman, who was the one who controlled the life and death of Prey Town. At the same time, he was also the one who implemented the strange policies at the moment.

Maybe that's the person I'm looking for.

Han poured all the soup into his mouth in one gulp, patted his clothes and stood up. He should prepare to make a plan and meet the current town mayor, Mr. Cherry, in the evening.

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At Star Dragon Outpost, Miko finally took the last bottle of potion, closed his eyes and waited.

Constantly searching for new knowledge and obtaining new potion recipes expanded her knowledge, which was also her way of increasing her success in taking potions.

The more potion formulas she learned, the more likely she would be to be promoted.

Therefore, success is inevitable.

When Miko opened her eyes again, nothing unusual happened except a flash of bright moonlight passing through her eyes.

The best outcome is to have no vision at all, which gives people peace of mind.

Reaching a higher position allowed her to instantly figure out many problems that were blocking her mind. The promotion in rank was like using a hammer to violently smash the wall that was blocking the way ahead.

She couldn't wait to return to the ground from the basement, light the crucible and start stewing.

Compared with the use of magic, Miko is more familiar with brewing potions, so if he wants to test how much progress he has made, the best choice is to brew potions with the strength of a senior wizard.

The most intuitive demonstration of this is the speed of brewing potions, which is not only faster and allows for multiple tasks at once, but also more effective and with less waste.

If she used the exhaustive method to reverse engineer the potion, she was confident that she could get the answer quickly without too many people dying, below the higher-level potion.

"This way, I can save at least three potions for each one I make."

Looking at the bottles of crystal clear potions, Miko's mood became very good and he chuckled.

"Ms. Miko! Give me a few bottles of Orange Juice."

It was another strange name, a weird word coming from the undead. As she was exposed to it for longer and longer, she had learned a lot and could roughly understand it.

For example, they would nickname the healing potion "Orange Fruit" and the energy potion "Blue Bottle" or "Moving".

(End of this chapter)