Vol 2 Chapter 220: Dark night, wine, marmalade

night.
Hotel, in the room where Richard lives.
At the table, Richard sat down, holding a quill pen, writing on the papyrus scroll, and occasionally stopped, thinking for a long time before he started to draw a stroke.
For a moment, Richard Chang breathed a sigh of relief, looking at a complex pattern on the scroll, his eyes flashing.
"There should be no problem." Richard said, his eyes became a little sharper.
After finishing the speech, Richard took off the number one ring in his hand and used the space iron ring to start to work on it carefully-instead of portraying the new magic pattern, he made the "accelerating recovery" magic pattern more complicated. Minute.
This is the result of research in recent days. After testing the moire on the inner wall of the drift bottle many times, Li Cha found a way to strengthen the function of "accelerating the recovery" of moire, which is now used in practice.
Because he has repeatedly simulated many times in his mind, taking into account various situations, coupled with the powerful ability of the "absolute processing of spatial accuracy" of the space iron ring, not long after, Li Cha completed the "speed recovery" magic pattern Improve.
Because it is portrayed on the unremarkable silver-white No. 1 ring, even if it is improved, it still looks unchanged, but Richard knows that the function has been significantly enhanced.
Bringing the No. 1 ring back to his finger, Richard flipped his hand, took out a scalpel from the space iron ring, and then lifted his arm away, and dragged his face toward the forearm without expression.
The scalpel was very sharp. With a light stroke, blood flowed out cheerfully, dripping down the arm towards the table.
When Li Cha felt his thoughts, different kinds of free energy elements in the source of the law in the body poured out, the No. 1 ring was activated, and the improved "accelerate recovery" spell was released.
At the next moment, it was visible to the naked eye that the speed of blood flow slowed down quickly, and the blood on the wound surface began to become somewhat sticky, that is, the rapid aggregation of platelets. In a few moments, the narrow and long wounds had become scabs. After that, the blood scab fell off, leaving a white mark on the wound. After that, the white seal disappeared a little bit, and the skin of the forearm returned to normal.
This is exactly the effect of "accelerating recovery" after the improvement: on the basis of accelerating injury and endurance recovery for a long time, the injury can be further recovered in a shorter time. The price to be paid is the weakness of the body caused by the rapid division of cells and the massive consumption of energy stored in the body.
At present, this effect can only be applied to skin injuries, and the effect is not very large. However, Richard is confident that with continued research on the drift bottle spell, he can restore bone damage and even internal organ trauma. By then, it may be possible to pretend to be an unbeatable, powerful Scarlet Seed owner.
Thinking about it this way, Richard took the scalpel and cut it again against the forearm. This time the wound was not long, but it was deep and the bone was almost visible.
Richard once again released the "accelerated recovery" spell, which was visible to the naked eye. Granules were formed at the incisions of flesh and blood, and they quickly entangled together. The wounds quickly fitted and returned to their original state.
Richard's eyes flickered, and after trying several actions to make sure there was no effect, he picked up the quill pen and wrote it quickly on a new papyrus scroll.
"Shusha..."
After recording the data, Li Cha put down the quill pen and continued the test.
From the outsider's point of view, Li Cha is psychopathic in self-abuse and self-mutilation, but in Li Cha's eyes, it is purely collecting the necessary data for the experiment.
When the cold scalpel slides away the soft, elastic, and temperature-bearing muscles, it is really painful, but in Richard's cognition, this is just the display of nerve signals in the brain, but just electricity. The release of the signal is not terrible and contradictory.
"Poof", a knife...
"Poof", another knife...
...
After half a ring.
Richard carefully wiped the blood stains on the table and the ground with a dry cloth and threw them into the iron ring of the space to prevent any suspicious marks. Then, holding a quill pen, quickly wrote some conclusions on another new papyrus scroll on the desktop.
"...In summary, the effect of this spell is similar to..."
After finishing the writing, Richard stood up and stretched a lazy waist, moved his body, prepared to take a break, after all, there was still something to do after dawn. But just standing up, an indescribable hunger emerged from the body, as if every cell in the whole body was asking for energy.
"Well... too many tests, ‘accelerating recovery’ is overused, so is it causing too much energy consumption?
Li Cha said with a mouthful of thoughts,
in this case...

At the next moment, Richard opened the door with a squeak and strode out.
Walking to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, Richard saw that although it was not closed, only a few candles were lit, which was very deserted. After all, it was already midnight, except for a few drunks who were still lying on the table half drunk, and there was no one else.
Richard didn't care about it, walked straight to the counter, knocked on the counter, and woke up the guy who was sleeping on the counter.
"Hah-owe -" the man opened his eyes and asked quickly, "Is there any need for this guest?"
"I want something to eat."
"Excuse me..."
"Two freshly baked breads, two bowls of mushroom soup, two pieces of fried steaks cooked in half, and less salt..." Li Cha said quickly.
The man listened to Li Cha talking about many famous foods, his eyes widened a little. Of course, the back kitchen of the hotel can do these things, but the problem is that it is already midnight. The buddy had imagined that he would wake up the chef, and he would definitely get a scold.
The man's face was awkward, looking at Li Cha's unbearable whisper: "This guest, you see, you eat so much food this night, I'm afraid it's not too good, it should be bad for your health. Or ..."
"Crack", Richard didn't say much, just patted a gold coin on the counter.
The man's eyes straightened instantly.
gold!
"One third of this gold coin is for you as a tip, one third is for the kitchen chef as hard work, and the remaining one third is for meals. Understand?"
"Understood!" the man shook his head extremely powerfully.
"Can it be done?" Richard asked again.
"Absolutely." The man flicked his head away.
This is a gold coin! A gold coin is almost faster than his salary for a year, and even a third of it is enough for him to work for several months. With so many tips, how can you be afraid of the chef's curse? When the time comes, give the chef a gold coin and tell the chef that there is one-third of him inside. The chef should stop talking about cursing people. I'm afraid I can kneel down and call my father. This year, the rich are the lords.
But having said that, is it a bit more to give the chef a third? Anyway, the chef does not know the specific situation, and will give the other party at that time... one-tenth, presumably the chef will also be happy to find things from north to south. Well, that's it.
Thinking this way, the guy put away the gold coins on the counter, smiled at Richard, and ran quickly into the kitchen behind him.
...
Not long after, Li Cha sat on a table in the hall, and a lot of food was served, and Li Cha began to enjoy.
For a moment, Li Chafeng wiped out the food like a residual cloud, and felt a sense of sufficiency. The feeling that many cells in the body strongly demanded energy had disappeared.
He got up and was about to walk back towards the room, and suddenly Yu Guang's eyes left behind. Turning his head, Richard looked at a dark corner in the hotel lobby without candles and saw a figure sitting in front of a table.
this is……
Richard stepped closer, walked gently to the figure, and whispered, "Master Macbeth?"
"Well." The other responded, and picked up a wine glass in the dark, and drank it with a bit of self-deprecating, "I deliberately sat in such a dark place, and it was discovered by you."
"If you are like the rest of the drunkards~EbookFREE.me~ lying on the table, you will not be found naturally-you sit so straight, it is too obvious."
"Is this..." Macbeth mumbled, and then asked, "Do you know why I am here?"
"It's about the question Nancy asked you during the day."
"amount……"
"Want to listen to the story?" Macbeth asked.
"Not much to listen to," Richard said frankly.
"Such a thing..." Macbeth raised his hand as if to catch someone, but in the end he pointed to the seat next to him in the darkness, "Then sit down and listen."
Richard shrugged, knowing that no matter what his answer was, I was afraid that Macbeth's answer would be the same and had to sit in the seat next to it.
Macbeth began to say: "I used to... I actually had a wizard attendant, but because of an accident, she died..."
"Uh, then?"
"What then? Nothing then."
"amount……"
"That's right." Macbeth remembered something, and remembered slowly, "She has beautiful blonde hair, she likes yellow irises, and she likes gold coins. In addition... especially like salted marmalade. ."
Richard suddenly understood what.
"Okay, my story is over." Macbeth said when he turned, he turned to look at Richard, and his tone became cold. "You can go back to bed and go to bed."
"Yes." Richard stood up and left.
"Remember." Macbeth issued a warning in the dark again. "These words I and you are forbidden to say to anyone else, otherwise... I will kill you."
"Then Macbeth, why did you tell me?" Richard said in his heart, but nodded on the surface, and said seriously, "Yes."
Then he turned and walked upstairs.
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