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The circulating currency mainly consists of copper and silver coins.
They are exchanged at a decimal rate between each other, but the price of gold fluctuates, sotis being worth 15 silver coins, and at other tis only 8 silver coins.
Lin Suo exchanged 50 gold coins for 524 silver coins.
He purchased a large amount of jerky to prepare for Breathing thod Cultivation.
He also went to the pharmacy and bought many dicinal ingredients, mainly for the purpose of replenishing blood, nourishing the organs, and revitalizing the mind.
A dieval Western-style pharmacy.
It's simply no place for humans.
It mainly stocked topical wound dicines, as well as small knives, hand axes and other tools for blood-letting and amputation, with fewer options for oral dications.
On the shelves inside the room, were bottles and jars filled with goods.
Either ground-up herbal powders or pre-mixed potions, providing a one-stop service for buying dicine and seeing a doctor.
Lin Suo visited several shops before he could reluctantly find a few kinds of herbs he recognized from their workshops.
Mainly, he found Mint.
This thing is refreshing and stimulates the mind, suitable for staying up late to train Skill Levels, helping him break through the Knight Rank quickly, and strengthening his physical Power to protect himself.
According to the principle of "Stacked Synthesis," saring Super Concentrated Mint Liquid on the "Upper lip" (philtrum) is even more stimulating than essential balm.
With this, Lin Suo toughed it out for three days and two nights.
Not taking more than three minutes to eat, not more than one minute for a bowel movent.
Solving personal issues at the speed of light.
Overloading and squeezing the body for training.
This thod would definitely wreck an ordinary person, but Lin Suo is different.
The major restorative dicine from Synthesis left him brimming with energy and with an excess of nutrients, which needed digesting. Coupled with the characteristic that practice always leads to improvent, his body seed to have no limits, voraciously absorbing the excessive nutrients.
In just a short period of ti.
He had completely changed his shape.
[Lin Suo]
[Age: 19 (72)]
[Talent: Synthesize All Things]
[Rank: Interdiate Knight (1/100)]
[Transcendent: Moon Disk Breathing Technique 4 (3/100)]
[Skill: None]
[Art: Padolon Universal Language 3 (5/100)]
[Status: Healthy]
The Power of an Interdiate Knight was already extraordinary; Lin Suo could easily break through walls and jump nearly two ren high with full force.
His muscles were firm and aesthetically pleasing.
He also grew taller, reaching an average height of 1.8 ters, so he no longer had to look up at people's nostrils when talking to them.
His delicate features beca rougher, looking more masculine.
Very satisfying to his preference.
In the few days of change, he only spent effort and 10 gold coins, a gratifying result.
It is now the fourth Break Limit reinforcent for the Moon Disk Breathing Technique.
It has reached the golden level; one more ti, and it will turn into red text, reaching the limit. Without the advantage of a high-level technique, the speed of cultivation will slow down a lot.
Now, he's not in a hurry.
After resting well for a day, he began to consider getting a "new" identity proof from Carl.
The "old" one was lost on the battlefield, and he wanted to create a perfect origin.
He still had to study and learn.
...
Two days later.
Charon Bookstore, privately owned.
The blue and white striped duster had been sold by him.
Wearing that thing, he always felt a strange sense of sha when people looked at him.
Now he wore another style of tight clothing with a black long robe on the outside, which made him look not bloated but rather a bit thinner...
Charon Bookstore was not abundant.
Nor does it involve any Transcendent powers, mostly stories, biographies, travelogues, and the like.
Of course, there are also functional books for pharmaceutical manufacturing, identification, and other purposes.
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Lin Suo had nearly run through all the bookstores, with not too much to show for it.
By classification.
Storybooks written in Padolon Universal Language were piled up by him; actually, there is a small bug with language consumption books. Any unseen and new books consud would bring an increase in skill proficiency.
Not like the Moon Disk Breathing Technique, even if he copied and synthesized it with other books to consu.
It wouldn't bring the slightest feedback in proficiency.
The first pile totaled thirty books, Lin Suo estimated that he could break through to max level in Padolon Universal Language and fill up the progress bar.
The second pile totaled eight books, all about pharmacology, drug identification, pharmacodynamics, and so prescriptions, considered dical books, but not rigorous enough, as bloodletting therapy was almost raised to a godlike skill by them.
The degree of truth was baffling, with truth containing falsehood and falsehood containing truth.
And there were only two books in the third pile, distinct because they were written in Elf Language.
Elf.
Whenever Lin Suo thought of this word, the image of a golden-haired, pointed-eared, long-legged lady would naturally appear in his mind.
Deeply ingrained!
The Elf Clan generally does not mingle with humans.
But in the Wizard World, it is another matter. Elf Wizards are proficient in Natural Witchcraft, controlling plants and the Power of Life; they wield significant influence.
Moreover, as Elves are a Longevity Species, over ti, there were always so ancient beings remaining within the clan, and no one wanted to risk having them as enemies.
These two books recorded the arduous adventure of a Half-Elf Ranger acknowledging and returning to his ancestry.
After condensing all into three books.
Lin Suo consud them in order, and a large amount of knowledge content instantly appeared in his mind, sorted through one by one. When he woke up, it was already the next day.
"Scan"
[Lin Suo]
[Age: 19 (72)]
[Talent: Synthesize All Things]
[Rank: Interdiate Knight (3/100)]
[Transcendent: Moon Disk Breathing Technique 4 (7/100)]
[Skill: None]
[Skill Level: Padolon Universal Language (Red/Limit), Elf Language (50/100), dicine 1 (34/100)]
[Status: Healthy]
The situation was quite good.
Rubbing his slightly aching head for a while, Lin Suo had a nutritious jerky al before heading out again.
This Carl character had already been thoroughly investigated.
Lustful and greedy, arrogant and overbearing, yet he did not much oppress the commoners, humiliating mostly so minor nobility.
He had a particular fondness for beautiful won.
As for why he did not oppress the commoners, it was naturally because there was no profit in that, and seizing commoners' wives was exceedingly rare in this world.
Not like how often it's depicted in novels.
Because the commoner class itself didn't have much surplus money, and appearance wasn't the primary consideration when finding a wife, but rather physique.
Those with good looks usually had their fathers send them to noble houses to work as maids or the like, earning commission.
They had long been prepared for such outcos.
Families that were worse off sotis married reford prostitutes, which were quite common among foreign rcenaries. Once married, they brought them back to their hotowns, avoiding the odd situation of neighbors getting too familiar with one's wife.
These kinds of families did have so looks to them.
But nobles still didn't show much interest.
Today, Lin Suo contacted an old madam, asking her to look for two slightly better-looking foreign prostitutes.
He planned to bring them to the inn for Carl, that dog, to have so fun with and smooth things over.
After all, only with his help could the proof of identity be solidified.
Spend so money and pinch your nose to accept it.
In the night, Carl entered the door and within five minutes, just as he had brewed tea for himself and before he could sit down,
Carl erged, a face brimming with pleasure.
Fast-shooting Carl, living up to his na.
"Brother Carl."
"Brother Rhein."
Lin Suo took out a pouch of money he had prepared earlier, slipping it subtly into his arms.
"Brother Carl, it's been nearly a year since I left ho. I want to return soon. Would you be willing to help a brother out?"
"This..."
Carl's eyes shifted, weighing the pouch of money.
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