Scourge Messenger

Chapter 142 Earrings (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Miss! Please sit down!"

The bunny girl turned her head and saw Wu Qiu Shi Dong rushing over to help the pharmacist Yuan return to the camp.

The pharmacist, still covered in green marks, sat on a rock, circulating his qi and breathing, seemingly trying to expel the toxins through his qi and blood.

Seeing this, Yan Qing vaguely realized the difference between the small number and the locals—for the small number, this was just a toxin that would disappear automatically in seven seconds, but for the pharmacist Yuan and others, they needed to go through metabolism to expel the toxins from their blood.

No wonder Ye Kai was so confident in the Purple Smoke. In his understanding, the Purple Smoke lasted for a very long time, and the symptoms of poisoning were quite unpleasant. Even if he didn't pursue it, he could still kill the messenger. He couldn't even imagine that someone like Xiao Hao could metabolize the toxin so quickly and show no symptoms of poisoning. He must have thought that Xiao Hao had some kind of token that could weaken the toxin.

Little did they know that this was merely a basic characteristic of game characters.

The bunny girl handed over the blood-replenishing pill, and the pharmacist accepted it without hesitation.

Blood-nourishing pills are definitely not the right treatment, but the messenger has abundant qi and blood, so as long as the life value is replenished, the toxins can be suppressed.

"I'm sorry, sister." Her first words after suppressing the poison were an apology: "I originally intended to deal with them all, but in the end, I ended up dirtying your hands."

"This is why my sword was drawn," the bunny girl said. "Do you have a way to suppress the effects of the poison?"

Yan Qing was quite curious, because Ye Kai was very certain that a normal person would suffer unbearable pain and lose the ability to fight after being poisoned. Xiao Hao was immune to this effect simply because she was not human. So how did the pharmacist become immune?
"There's nothing I can do," the pharmacist said calmly. "But it's just a little pain, what can it do to me? They were too trusting of these unorthodox methods, which is why you and I killed them. But sister, are you alright?"

Such a strong tone! Even Bunny Girl can't lose!

"My brother feeds me bitter melon every day, which is much worse than this little bit of poison," the bunny girl said nonchalantly. "I can get rid of the poison by farting. If you take a deep breath, you might even be able to smell the poisonous fumes."

Upon hearing this, Wu Qiu Shi Dong immediately expressed her intention to search for the corpses and retrieve the tokens, leaving Yao Shi Yuan alone sitting on a rock with a twitching mouth, but she seemed unable to think of any reason to run away.

"Just kidding, how could poison gas be released so easily?" Bunny Girl comforted him. "I just let out a normal fart." Upon hearing the first part of the sentence, Pharmacist Yuan subconsciously resumed breathing, but upon hearing the second part, he immediately started coughing.

A moment later, the maids returned with their spoils: two pairs of gloves and a few bottles of blood-replenishing pills. The apothecary glanced at them, saw the black light on the gloves, and shook his head: "No one can use these corrupted magical artifacts. Throw them away."

This also shows why the Demon Messenger is unpopular: the token becomes permanently bound.

Even if they die, no one can use their most precious tokens. They are also skilled at killing messengers. Even if a small military town receives news of the appearance of demonic messengers, it will probably pretend not to know and ignore it.

Suddenly remembering something, the Pharmacist said earnestly to the Bunny Girl, "Sister, the reason I stopped when that demonic villain mentioned the secret art of weapon crafting was to deceive him, not because I was genuinely interested. My goal is to inherit the Foundation Establishment lineage and then return to the Zhou Kingdom to seek revenge; I have absolutely no intention of embarking on the demonic path."

The bunny girl nodded and asked, "What is the secret art of weapon crafting?"

The apothecary hesitated for a moment: "The secret technique of weapon forging is the trick by which demonic thieves transform tokens into demonic tokens. The same kind of token may exhibit different powers in the hands of different demonic messengers, some of which are more powerful and practical. So they recorded the transformation process, and the inheritor can obtain the power they want with a high probability by following the steps... That's all I know."

Yan Qing realized that the Hundred Poison Cotton Hand did indeed have two additional effects: increasing the poison duration by two seconds and reducing the effectiveness of recovery items by 70%, which was quite practical. However, Yan Qing had never heard of any weapon-refining secrets in the game, nor were there any player guides. If the newly added Asura attribute was random, players would definitely curse the developers to death. Since Yan Qing hadn't heard of any such situation, the more likely scenario was that... the Asura attribute wasn't random for players; they could choose the attributes they wanted in the game.

However, for local demon messengers, it should be random, which is why the mystical art of weapon crafting was created, probably similar to how drawing cards at 4 a.m. makes it easier to get good items.

The corpses couldn't just be left there to attract wild animals. By the time Wu Qiu and Shi Dong dug a pit and buried them, it was already dawn. The Pharmacist said, "You can sleep a little longer; I'll take over the watch from now on."

"Aren't you really going to rest a little longer?" Bunny Girl asked. "You don't look well yet."

"Don't worry." The pharmacist took out a box from his robes and took out a jade earring from it. The earring glowed with a faint blue light, clearly a rare treasure: "The Eternal Blessing Earring will suppress abnormal statuses and speed up my recovery."

Yan Qing blinked. "Since you have something like this, why didn't you wear it before? And..."

"These are called 'evil-repelling earrings'," said the bunny girl.

The pharmacist paused slightly, then smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry, little sister, but I still prefer the name 'Eternal Blessing Earrings'."

Yan Qing was only subconsciously correcting the name, and since the pharmacist was willing to say so, he didn't mind.

After Wu Qiushi entered the tent, he asked another rather curious question through the words of the bunny girl: "Since you want revenge, why not choose the demonic path? If you have a demonic artifact, you could defeat the villain yesterday even without my help."

"I'm not encouraging you to go down the dark path, but my brother said that if justice cannot be found within the bounds of the rules, then crime is no longer a shameful choice."

The pharmacist paused for a moment: "Your brother is right. But my father has already committed treason by deceiving the emperor. If I were to become a villain, wouldn't our clan truly become a sinful bloodline? The revenge I seek is not just about killing my enemies. I also want to restore the glory of the Ba River Pharmacist family and return to the Zhou Kingdom with honor... Revenge is just a trivial starting point. There are even greater goals waiting for me to achieve."

Both the bunny girl and Yan Qing, watching from outside the screen, listened intently. The pharmacist's voice was gentle, her tone neither fast nor slow, without much inflection. She simply laid out her thoughts in a straightforward manner, but she was so certain of her words that every word was full of power, possessing its own inherent order without needing embellishment.

"So, little sister, would you like to join your older sister in achieving great things?" She suddenly smiled and turned to invite the bunny girl again.

"I'm sleepy, I'm sleepy." The bunny girl slipped into the tent, and Yan Qing also logged off to go back to sleep.

The morning breeze rustled through the woods, carrying away the stench of blood from the air.

The pharmacist sat on the ground next to a stone, holding the Soul-Severing Spear in his arms, staring blankly at the pile of firewood that was about to burn out.

She reached out and touched Yongyou's earrings, a complex expression on her face.

"The earring, I'll give it back, the earring, I'll give it back..." she murmured, then suddenly chuckled, a mocking smile curving her lips: "How could an old, morbid soldier like him possibly have such tender thoughts in his head..."

(End of this chapter)