Two people walked along the giant slalom stairs for two floors before Lance brought Surdak to a room.
The room is full of shelves, which looks more like a warehouse. The room is full of a faint musty smell. An old magician is sitting in a pile of magic things. The table in front of him is full of sundries, and he is looking at a piece of silver magic metal with a magnifying glass in his hand.
Lance didn’t seem to dare to disturb him. He waited there quietly with the door of Surdak for a long time. The old magician finally put the magic metal in his hand back in the box and took out a note and glued it to the box. Then he looked up and saw the door. Lance waved and said to him, "Come in, Lance, ask me to identify something?"
"Teacher Nimitz wants you to price the magic this time." Lance replied and walked over with Surdak.
The old magician glanced at Surdak’s eyes with sharp light as if they were shining into the sea of Surdak’s spiritual knowledge.
"I need to identify everything!" The old magician said very simply
Surdak put twenty-seven black-striped skins and two bottles of magic potions, weak troll potions and lion king potions in his magic pocket. Among the twenty-five magic scrolls, there are four third-level magic scrolls and one second-level magic scroll, and the remaining thirteen magic scrolls are Cyrus hickok magician Cyrus hickok. The magic herbs in his magic pocket have been sold by Surdak, and now he has taken out these non-magic scrolls together.
With so many magical objects on the table, the old magician’s eyebrows frowned slightly. He stretched out a skinny arm and threw all the magic scrolls into a barrel at his feet. He said to Surdak and Lance, "There is nothing to identify these magic scrolls. Any magic grocery store knows that there are several black magic scrolls in the price …"
Chapter 423 The Earth Shield
The room was so quiet that even the cat with black fur on the top of the frame squinted and curled up without moving.
The old magician showed 27 pieces of black-striped skins, and he looked very carefully. Every time he turned over a piece of skin, it seemed as if he had ignited a hot fire. After watching these black-striped skins, the old magician looked up at Surdak and hesitated a little before saying
"We need to make some unified pricing for these black-striped skins. I can’t give a suitable price now. I can say that they are very valuable, but since these black-striped skins are black magic, it is difficult for auction houses to find the corresponding reference price in the magic market. Our pricing will be more conservative."
The straightforward words of the old wizard embarrassed Lance. He took a slightly apologetic look at Surdak.
Then the old magician walked to the front of a row of shelves with this stack of black-striped skins, and put all these black-striped skins into a box.
Surdak actually felt a faint magic fluctuation in this box.
The old magician turned to Surdak and said, "These life magic lines are the exploration direction of many magic scholars in our magic union. Before the same level, life magic lines are far more powerful than the magic lines created by wizards. Life magic lines have always been the main research direction of the magic union. These black magic lines have complete and dominant life magic lines, so they have great research value. Each magic skin is very valuable."
Hearing the old magician say this, Surdak couldn’t help asking, "How many magic crystals can these be worth?"
The old wizard went back to the square table and sat down again to look at Surdak. He said, "I can say a lot, and I personally don’t recommend that your department change these black-striped magic skins into magic crystals. You can consider something more valuable."
Then he took out the magic scrolls in the barrel again and divided them into two parts to set the table. The old magician said dully without lifting his eyelids
"These second-level scrolls have one gold coin each, and the third-level scrolls have seven gold coins each, and one magic spar. Oh, according to the current exchange rate of gold coins and magic spar, these scrolls are worth 1 magic crystal lion potions and weak troll potions, worth 5 magic crystals, and these magic objects are worth 15 magic spar …"
After that, he picked up a note from the table, pulled a piece of paper at will, wrote the words’ Pay 15 Magic Crystals’ and stamped it. He handed the note to Surdak and said to Lance, "Lance, you take this knight to get the compensation magic crystal."
"Good teacher Nimitz," Lance said respectfully.
Then the two left the appraisal room.
……
Surdak took 15 pieces of magic crystal with Lance from the magic union treasurer’s office. Although he was a little worried that the 27 black-striped magic skins were swallowed by the magic union, he could go back and wait for news slowly at this stage.
Lance seemed to see Surdak’s worries and immediately assured him that once the appraisal room had completed the pricing compensation, the magic spar would be distributed immediately. Lance and Surdak came to the magic union on the second floor and briefly said’ goodbye’ and were busy doing experiments.
Surdak looked around the room in the corridor. He didn’t leave the magic union immediately, but came to the door of Dinand scholar’s magic laboratory along the giant slalom stairs.
Knock on the door …
A young female assistant pushed the door and looked at Surdak with a puzzled face and asked, "Who are you?"
Surdak said to the female magic assistant, "I’m Surdak and I’m looking for Dinander scholar."
"Do you have an appointment with the teacher in advance?" Asked the young female assistant, squinting at Surdak.
Surdak touched his nose and said, "No … Dinand scholar said I can come and visit him at any time."
"Wait a minute!" The female assistant turned back.
Then the lab door was hit by a female assistant with a friendly smile and said to Surdak, "Knight Surdak, please come in!"
When I walked into Dunant’s magic laboratory room, it was still the same as before. Bottles and jars of light green solution were filled with all kinds of Warcraft limbs. The whole room was full of strange smells. Surdak carefully looked at the female assistant and looked at her calmly. She also felt more admired for her powerful heart.
Scholar Dinande was wearing a magic robe and was on the test bench with a deboning knife to dig up the body of a subhuman kobold. When Surdak walked by, Scholar Dinande was putting a dirty kobold’s abdominal cavity in a glass jar with both hands and a dirty kobold’s head in a silver tray. Clear water washed out an abdominal cavity full of blood clots. Then he looked up at Surdak and smiled at his leg and asked, "Knight Surdak, is your leg healed?"
Surdak walked over to the magician Dinande and looked at the test bed, hunched over the remains of the kobold and said, "Dinande scholar, my leg injury has completely recovered."
Before the female assistant cleaned the head of the kobold in the silver tray, she was quite skilled.
Scholar Dinande smiled at Surdak, "I will come to see you later. I didn’t expect you to solve the problem yourself."
Surdak said honestly, "At that time, I also hung up the list of magical herbs purchased by the trading firm, and I came to see you when I got the magic herbs together. I didn’t expect that something happened in that period, and my leg injury was cured at that time."
He didn’t want to disclose Selena’s information, but he simply said one.
Scholar Dinande was not very interested in the treatment process, but smiled and asked him, "Are you interested in dissecting this kobold with me? This kobold may taste a little bad when he dies."
Surdak didn’t notice anything about the bad taste, which may be because the taste in this laboratory has always been strange.
Surdak looked at the remains of the lost head and dirty kobold, and saw Dinande rummaging around inside and out, and carefully examined the surface skin of the kobold’s body, even scraping off a thick layer of hair outside the body with a razor.
Surdak asked, "Is this your daily life of magic research?"
Dinand scholar ha ha a smile skinning knife will kobold skin a little bit and said to Surdak
"Of course, but it’s not every day that this kind of anatomy reports that a fisherman has found a hidden life magic pattern, and it’s still the rarest spirit. Now the fisherman in the magic market has been robbed of his madness, so I spent a gold coin to buy a kobold and dissect it casually to see if there is such good luck."
Surdak was stunned and thought that he had dissected a kobold because of this?
Dinand scholar shrugged his shoulders and said with some regret, "But now there is an answer-yes! I’m not so lucky. "
"Did you buy this kobold in the market?" Surdak asked
Dinande scholar said, "Yes! Is the tavern auction house bid from fort Constanyine there, but in the process of delivery the kobold was frozen to death, and when he arrived in Hailanza, it was already hard, and there was no research value. "
Before Surdak, there were some rangers. I have seen many adventurers introduce the kobold, a sub-species. Actually, this is the first time to see the real kobold. There is a creepy feeling that the kobold’s trunk is a human feature, but his head and feet are like dogs, and there is a furry tail behind his ass.
The kobolds, who are less than one meter long, are all thin. Surdak wondered whether they were more like people or dogs.
Seeing that Surdak was not affected by the bad smell, Dinand scholars continued to look at the kobolds on the test bed. Surdak said, "There are plenty of these subhuman kobolds in the western mining area, and they usually waste the slave traders in the mining area. They are more willing to sell these kobolds to some big mine owners for research. After all, it is a minority."
I didn’t expect these kobolds to be mine slaves. Surdak thought that there was a sulfur mine in his pustule mountain territory, and maybe there was a chance to buy some kobolds back, and it seemed that these kobolds slaves were not too expensive.
Dinande scholar discarded the mutilated kobold, and then cleaned the kobold’s head with one hand and carried it to the experimental table with a scalpel. The kobold’s nose gestured with two eyes and said to Surdak cheerfully
"This kobold is born with a very sensitive sense of smell. Are you interested in trying to transplant a kobold nose?"
Surdakli shook his head and said that he was not so interested.