Fang Heng shrugged and looked at Li Shaoqiang, as if he had a bad memory. “Hey, did you forget? Weren’t you the one who suggested yesterday that we didn’t have enough holy water?”
“Uh…”
Li Shaoqiang was at a loss for words for a moment.
Indeed, he did not sleep well last night. He spent the whole night thinking about how to make money with the holy water.
He was woken up by Fang Heng halfway and asked some inexplicable questions.
But…
Make holy water himself?!
Li Shaoqiang felt that the solution proposed by Fang Heng sounded a little unreliable…
With that thought, Li Shaoqiang and Li Qingran, who were full of doubts and curiosity, walked up together and looked at the large vat of water behind Fang Heng.
“This… Boss? Can you do it? Can you really make this thing yourself?”
“It’s not a big problem. Actually, I’ve been thinking about it for the past few days. After all, we’re all in business. If we can reduce the cost, then we should do that, right? In the future, if we can make holy water ourselves, not only can we greatly reduce the cost, but we can also effectively solve some problems such as the transportation of holy water, the efficiency of circulating logistics, and so on…”
Li Shaoqiang was stunned again when he heard Fang Heng’s explanation.
Wow, he was talking about making money again?
So Boss had been thinking about this since a long time ago?
Were capitalists so money-driven that they wouldn’t even let others earn money from selling holy water?
“Boss Fang is right. I’ve learned a lot.”
Li Shaoqiang felt that he still had many shortcomings. In terms of making money, he was only a few levels below Fang Heng.
However…
Could it really work?
Li Qingran listened to the conversation between the two of them and immediately thought of the holy aura that she sensed when she first entered the tent.
The undead element was also more sensitive to the holy element.
So that aura just now was produced when he was testing the production of the holy water?
Although it sounded very incredible, if he could really produce the holy water…
Li Qingran couldn’t help but interrupt, “Fang Heng, how was the situation when you tried to produce holy water? Did you succeed?”
“Yes, I was just testing it. I don’t think it’s a big problem. You guys came just in time, you can help me try it out.”
As Fang Heng spoke, he picked up the Book of Creation that was placed on the table next to the vat.
“Book of Creation?!”
Seeing this golden-edged Book of Creation, Li Qingran’s eyes lit up again.
She looked at Fang Heng with extreme confusion.
The holy Book of Creation?
Outside of the game, the difficulty of obtaining the Book of Creation was much higher than that of obtaining the Book of the Dead.
How did he get his hands on it?
Could it be that he had something to do with those guys from the holy realm?
Li Shaoqiang was completely dumbfounded.
He had clearly only found Fang Heng last night, yet he had already begun to lay out his plans long before he entered the fallen corridor?
No wonder Boss didn’t panic at all when he mentioned the holy water to him last night!
He had already foreseen this step?
Did he really just cheat?
“Boss, you really made preparations long ago!”
“Tsk, how could I lie to you? I told you to save resources.”
Fang Heng continued to turn his back as he spoke. He took out the pendant that he had just taken out from the game and threw it into the vat.
His left hand pressed on the Book of Creation, and a weak holy light emanated from the Book of Creation.
“Gulp Gulp Gulp…”
The vat immediately reacted and a series of bubbles appeared.
Seeing Fang Heng control the Book of Creation, Li Qingran was utterly shocked.
A necromancer actually knew the way of sacred study?
Dual-element cultivation?
The difficulty of dual-element cultivation was more than doubled, not to mention that the undead element and the holy element were two completely conflicting elements. It was extremely difficult to practice at the same time. It would get increasingly difficult in the later stages and would take thousands of times more effort…
Why would Instructor Dickey allow his disciple to make such a choice?
Li Qingran was completely confused.
If only he could put all his energy into necromancy…
Li Qingran opened her mouth, wanting to persuade Fang Heng to specialize in one area.
Just as she opened her mouth, she realized that something was wrong.
Instructor Dickey was a visionary and should have his own arrangements. She was not clear about the specific situation, so it was better for her not to think that she was causing trouble.
[Hint: You have completed the production of holy water. Effect duration of holy water: 12 hours.]
After casting the skill, Fang Heng withdrew his hand.
The pendant in his hand did not seem to be of high quality. The holy water could only be maintained for a relatively low 12-hour limit.
Thinking of this, Fang Heng took out a small bottle from the vat and handed it to the two people behind him.
“How about it? Do you want to try the effect?”
The two of them looked at the bottle of holy water in a daze.
Under normal circumstances, although holy water was not very precious, it was still in the hands of the holy scholars. The people from the Necromancer Association would pay a price and think of a way to go to the middleman to buy the holy water.
It would take a long time to go back and forth, and it would also cost a price.
After all, holy scholars disliked the necromancers more than anyone else. They were always hostile toward necromancers and were unwilling to trade with them.
Necromancers, on the other hand, were more indifferent.
You hate me, I’ll ignore you.
I’ll live longer than you anyway.
A necromancer personally made holy water?
It did not sound very convincing, but it really happened right in front of their eyes!
“Boss, you’re amazing!”
Li Shaoqiang quickly came back to his senses. He sighed and took the small bottle from Fang Heng. “I think this holy water is definitely the real thing! I’ll let the people outside try the actual effect…”
As he spoke, Li Shaoqiang rushed out of the tent with the holy water.
Only Fang Heng and Li Qingran were left in the tent.
Li Qingran looked at Fang Heng and nodded. “Classmate, do you mind showing me?”
Fang Heng moved aside. “Of course, please do as you please.”
Li Qingran walked to the front of the vat and put her hand into the vat. She carefully sensed the holy water in the vat.
Indeed, it was holy water.
The quality of the holy water was considered to be relatively poor. It was estimated that the effect of the holy water would not last for long.
The quality of the holy water could be attributed to the low level of the holy item in his hand.
Li Qingran raised her head and looked at Fang Heng.
First, it was a temporary camp, then a large number of materials, and now even holy water was produced…
Li Qingran suddenly had a strange feeling from the bottom of her heart.
Although she felt apologetic to Fang Heng, she really felt very lucky.
Fortunately, Fang Heng was also unlucky this time and was trapped in the fallen corridor.
Without Fang Heng, she really didn’t know what to do next.
“Cough, cough.”
Being stared at by Li Qingran, Fang Heng coughed lightly and scratched the back of his head, feeling rather embarrassed.
“Classmate, don’t stare at me. Even though we are familiar with each other, we, as suppliers, still have to collect money. Previously, Instructor Pu Shi agreed to double the market price. We’ll settle it after we leave, right?”
Hearing Fang Heng suddenly say this, Li Qingran could not help but burst into laughter.
“Pfft, what are you thinking? Instructor Pu Shi will definitely pay you the money.”
Li Qingran nodded and said, “Thank you very much, Fang Heng. With the holy water, we can last for a very long time.”
Fang Heng said politely, “You’re welcome. It’s just making money. It’s what we should do.”
As the two of them were exchanging formalities, Li Shaoqiang, who had gone out just now, hurriedly ran back.
