Chapter 262: Harvest in the treasure room (modified)

Hearing this, Alan nodded at Clark, and without hypocritically refused, he went straight to the nearest treasure chest.
This is a carved oak box with iron edges. The center of the lid is inlaid with a silver medal. It has not lost its luster due to the passage of time. The silver medal is carved with the coat of arms of the Clark family: on an oval shield, there is a The top of the wand with vertical stripes sprayed out clouds of different shapes.
There are loops on the two sides of the box, and all parts are carved and carved, reflecting the fashion of the year. Under such circumstances, even the most common metal has become precious after artistic processing.
There is no doubt that the treasure is inside.
"How amazing will the wealth in such a carefully designed and hidden treasure room be?" Allen opened the lid of the box, and the contents of the box were instantly exposed.
Allen felt dizzy for a while. He squeezed his wand tightly, but couldn't help but close his eyes to make himself more awake. In this treasure chest that had been cast with a traceless expansion curse, he seemed to be looking at the imagined night sky. Seeing more stars than the brilliant sky-and then he opened his eyes, immediately dazzled again.
The box is divided into three compartments.
The first grid is filled with bright Jin Jialong.
In the second grid, the gold bar blanks are neatly coded, but its value lies in its fineness and weight.
The third box was only half-filled-Allen grabbed a full grasp, all of which were gems of different sizes, flowing down from his fingertips, like a crystal waterfall, making the clear sound of hail hitting the glass.
Needless to say, you can see that these treasures are of extraordinary value. He couldn't help but rubbing these treasures and inserting his hands into pearls and diamonds to explore them-their value is immeasurable. Although Alan owns the Philosopher’s Stone, But still dazzled by the brilliant light emitted from these treasures,
With a sigh, Allen closed the treasure chest lid to cover the dazzling golden light. He realized that using the Philosopher’s Stone to turn stones into gold was too time-consuming, and because it was not a coin-based Jin Jialong, it was too conspicuous to take out too many gold coins at once, and he himself only took the time to make them occasionally. The wealth here is an opportunity to allow the Harris family to use the wealth that can be used directly and uprightly to develop the family business, and to promote their father’s status in the Ministry of Magic...
Thinking of this, Allen will store the treasures without generating more value. Only by fully using them and using them can we create more opportunities and wealth for the master.
Alan settled down and walked to the second big box. He could not wait to open the lid of the box. As a result, a burst of black smoke came out.
Alan was startled, subconsciously used the Bubble Head Charm on himself and held his breath.
Upon seeing this, Clark couldn't help but laugh, which also made Allen finally determined that the black smoke was not harmful to him.
Because they were just some moldy and spoiled medicinal materials-seeing salamander blood, amphiprion, biting cabbage and other medicinal materials that were no longer usable inside, Allen regrettably stopped searching.
However, this regret is not strong. Although these materials are precious, they are not rare. Mr. Harris, Albert, and Lun, who work at the Ministry of Magic, have every way to obtain medicinal materials of the same level.
It’s just that they couldn’t afford to pay before, but now--
Allen glanced at the first big box again with fiery eyes, this last one, hoping it would be something useful.
Allen steadily moved to the farthest box. With the lessons learned, Allen pulled the lid sideways a little further away from the box. Unexpectedly, there are still several in this big box. A small metal box with silver light.
Allen picked up the top small box, which was a lot lighter than expected. Allen checked and identified it for a while and found that these small boxes were actually made of precious mithril! He couldn't help but look forward to the items in the box.
Allen opened the box gently, his eyes burst with extremely joyful light, he quickly closed the small box, and then checked the other boxes.
After all the checks, Alan couldn't help but sit on the ground, his convulsive hands pressed the beating heart, and muttered a prayer-and only Merlin could understand that prayer.
These small boxes made of Mithril contain all medicinal materials.
The medicinal materials are intact!
Very precious medicinal material!
What Ellen lacks, which can be used to make magic enhancement potions and some of the attribute potions in the book of potion master Huerto, some of which are difficult to find rare medicinal materials now!
Although their weight is not much-and they have been processed and no longer have the conditions for planting, they are enough to make Allen happy for them.
After a long time, Allen felt that he calmed down a little bit, and he was more pleased, and he began to believe in his luck.
Allen put these boxes in his storage compartment, and just about to take a step away, suddenly, his eyes fixed on the ground of the last box that was just removed.
His keen observation made him notice that the floor was a bit unusual, it seemed to be a little thicker than the others, although the difference was very subtle.
Ellen stretched out his hands and touched a cold iron ring, but there seemed to be nothing there.
Allen kept doing it and pulled the hoop. In an instant, he entered another room~EbookFREE.me~ This room is not big, rows of bookshelves rise from the ground to the ceiling, and there are antiques in it. books.
In the middle of the room was a huge black wooden table with a thin booklet on it, and pages that had been turned over-it seemed that the owner was in a hurry to close it.
Allen walked forward curiously and picked up the book-"A Magical Fantasy Beyond Your Imagination". He opened the book and quickly became immersed in it.
After a while, when Allen closed the book, he couldn't help but sigh his luck again. All the items he got in this secret room before might not be as precious as this book.
It records the magic that the Clark family is best at, the magic that creates all kinds of illusions-illusion spells can deceive other people's feelings or minds, making people see things that don't exist, and turn a blind eye to things in front of them. It can also make people hear phantom sounds, or recall things that have never happened, and even use the energy of shadows to create semi-real things, so that illusions can produce real effects. The damage caused by this shadow illusion It will happen.
When Allen left the secret room full of harvest and contentment, Clark was standing in the transparent secret room, seeming to be meditating, and also seeming to empty himself.
Sunlight shot into the room through her body, making her immature and beautiful figure look like a long and fuzzy memory, like the setting sun in contemplation, like the morning sun in silence, nothing else but beautiful purity. "You got the inheritance of our family." Clark whispered, "My family ancestors were influenced by a young master of illusion, and thus began to embark on the road of studying illusion. I hope you can use this magic to walk on the right path. on."
Alan looked straight and nodded in response to her.