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Chapter 843: Chapter 472 The Starburst Array Might Be Breaking_2

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Chapter 843: Chapter 472 The Starburst Array Might Be Breaking_2

The bald goblin sorcerer muttered to himself, quickly jotting down a series of key points. The Sorcerer Alliance had always been in the sky, with a sparse population and a sluggish economy; much of the commercial knowledge hadn’t developed. The content in the announcement had indeed been an eye-opener for him.

The consequences described in the announcement weren’t what he wished to see. For the Undead Empire and the Sorcerer Alliance, terrestrial creatures were their foundation.

If they died out, whether it was the Sorcerer Alliance or the Undead Empire, both would turn into stagnant pools without a source. Once the existing stagnant waters were exhausted, both would cease to exist.

The disappearance of the Sorcerer Alliance would come a bit faster since their lives are shorter, and the Undead Empire would eventually decay over thousands to tens of thousands of years as the breath of death dried up.

Only with the continuous cycle of life on the ground could the Sorcerer Alliance have a steady influx of fresh talents, ensuring the eternal flame of technology.

When the bald goblin sorcerer stepped out of the House of the Deceased, two goblin maids immediately came forward to attend to him. One twisted a hot towel to wipe his face and head, while the other held an exquisitely transparent crystal bottle, filled with a clear liquid.

“Oh? Bought already? Is this the recently popular tender skin essence liquid?” The goblin sorcerer quickly wiped his face and picked up the crystal bottle.

Produced by silver coins, designed by Durken, even the crystal bottle itself was filled with a sense of luxury, elegance, and exquisiteness, making it seem very expensive and willingly prompting you to pay many times its price.

The goblin sorcerer opened the bottle cap, sniffed it finely, and muttered with a frown, “Power of Holy Light? Doesn’t seem like it, lacks the pungency of the Power of Holy Light, a bit softer.”

The goblin sorcerer dropped a droplet onto the back of his hand, then lifted his other hand and snapped his fingers—Identification Art.

The drop of essence liquid, originally cohesive with a lotus effect, instantaneously dispersed, flowing down.

“Can’t identify it? Is the production method and the power used beyond my comprehension?” muttered the goblin sorcerer with a frown.

Just like a Gold-touch Stick, without corresponding knowledge, the stick is unusable. For example, you must know carpentry to create a table with a Gold-touch Stick, or know how to knead dough to make dumplings.

The Identification Art is similar. If you don’t even recognize the method and materials used, you definitely can’t identify anything. The Identification Art only assists in identifying items; it can’t directly give you the answers.

Being unable to identify it suggested that the manufacturing technique or power utilized was beyond his level, making him cautious, “New technology?”

He dropped another droplet, and the goblin sorcerer snapped his fingers again—Decomposition Technique.

The droplet briefly lit up, became somewhat cloudy, and then rolled slightly before settling without further changes.

The goblin sorcerer nodded, “Extracted, something was added, the cloudy substance is spore powder, likely from flesh mushrooms.”

If Durken had seen this, he would certainly have given this goblin sorcerer a big thumbs up. Like a human analysis machine, empty-handed, he had analyzed so much information. Anyone’s proprietary potion fallen into his hands would be reverse-engineered in no time.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t recognize the saintless Holy Light, nor could he recognize the Holy Mushrooms irrigated with Holy Water. Missing these two key elements, even if he managed to analyze the entire process, he couldn’t produce the essence liquid.

Assured that there were no harmful ingredients in the essence liquid, the goblin sorcerer poured a bit into his palm and then applied it to his face, patting it gently to enhance absorption.

The two maids’ eyes immediately brightened, staring in awe at the essence liquid on his hands.

From the maids’ reactions, the goblin sorcerer knew the effect must be very good, but when he picked up a mirror afterward, he was still shocked.

His face bore two shallow, itchless claw marks from a cat scratch, which he couldn’t be bothered to deal with, but now the claw marks were gone, and the wrinkles on his face had diminished, the skin smoother and whiter, looking years younger.

“No wonder it reached me, this effect is too good, isn’t it? Who brought this back?” asked the goblin sorcerer.

“Sir, it was Great Priest Monica from No. 6 Ladder who brought it back. It’s become a craze across the entire Alliance in just a month,” replied the maid, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the bottle in the goblin sorcerer’s hand.

The goblin sorcerer smiled and handed her the bottle, casually asking, “Have you used it? How much is one bottle?”

The two maids put a little on their palms, applied it to their faces, then patted it in while replying, “Eight thousand Demon Crystals a bottle…”

As soon as the words left their mouths, the bottle swiftly disappeared from their hands, as the goblin sorcerer unobtrusively snatched it back, “Keep the rest for my analysis, please invite Great Priest Monica over.”

After the maids had left, the Goblin Mage’s face twitched in pain as he gritted his teeth and cursed, “Profiteer.”

Silver coins really dared to raise the price. Essence Liquid that sold for one thousand and five hundred Demon Crystals per bottle on the Master Plane was directly raised to eight thousand by him, because he found that the Demon Crystals of the Sorcerer Alliance were not valuable.

On the Master Plane, one Demon Crystal could buy a ton of food, but here the Sorcerer Alliance was willing to offer ten Demon Crystals per ton, although this was partly because of the bidding war with the Undead Empire, the fact remained that Demon Crystals had lower purchasing power.

So Silver Coin investigated the purchasing power of the Sorcerer Alliance and directly set the price at eight thousand per bottle, limiting it to five hundred bottles that sold out in half a month.

“The pricing strategy for luxury goods isn’t to make them affordable for more people, but rather to make them unaffordable to more people,” Silver Coin explained.

It wasn’t long before Monica came to visit, and when she saw the Goblin Mage’s sparse, bald head, her recently developed professional instinct made her eyes light up.

The other confusing and chaotic matters had nothing to do with Ange, who had gone off to break new ground again.

Gaddarigo sighed in front as he plowed, Little Zombie aided by holding the plow from behind, Little Angel and Negris followed, sowing seeds, while Ange watered at the back.

He wore the Instant Death Halo Stone around his neck, and as he walked along, the seeds quickly took root and sprouted.

As long as the seeds took root, their survival chances greatly increased. Once the roots penetrated deep into the sandy soil, they wouldn’t easily die, even if not watered.

In this manner, they continued breaking new ground and planting, and soon, they arrived at the southernmost end of the desert with the towering Northern Wind Mountain Range before them.

“This Northern Wind Mountain Range is the main reason for the desert’s formation; it acts like a wall blocking the moist air from the south, resulting in sparse rainfall in the desert, with only the dry, cold wind from the north able to blow into it, hence the name Northern Wind Mountain Range,” Negris explained while sowing seeds and narrating to everyone.

In the past, no one would respond to his talks because of disinterest, but now with Gaddarigo, the Dragon Sorcerer who had been burying his head in plowing started to feel stifled and eagerly asked, “Why is it called the Northern Wind Mountain Range if it blocks the winds from the south, shouldn’t it be called the Southern Wind Mountain Range?”

“Yeah, why is it called the Northern Wind Mountain Range? They really can’t name things. How about we change it to Southern Wind Mountain Range?” Negris proposed.

Gaddarigo shook his head and said, “If you are changing names, why not pick something nicer sounding, like Desolation Mountain Range, Invincible Mountain Range, or Mount Gaddarigo, for example.”

“…You actually want to change it to the last one, don’t you? Dream on,” Negris retorted scornfully.

As they bantered with each other, Ange suddenly stopped and started climbing the mountain.

At an elevation of over a thousand meters on the mountainside, they entered a hidden valley.

The mountain ranges on both sides extended slightly, enclosing the valley. At the bottom of the valley was a huge deep pool formed by a massive waterfall, whose impact on the surface of the pool produced deafening roars echoing in this semi-enclosed valley.

Negris checked the terrain and couldn’t help but say regretfully, “There is a cave under this deep pool where the water drains away, otherwise the water flowing out from the mouth of the valley could have added a river to the desert.”

Upon hearing this, Ange tilted his head, intensely focused, and pulled out a World Tree Sapling.

On Ange’s shoulder, a Little Sapling and a small Tree Herder immediately appeared.

The Tree Herder looked at the World Tree Sapling in his hand and asked, “What are you doing? Are you helping me plant trees?”

Ange nodded and planted the World Tree Sapling in front of the deep pool.

The Tree Herder spoke slowly, “Thank you. Although it’s desolate here, I’m afraid my child won’t grow up.”

Ange took out several floating foam panels, inserted Soilless Rice into them, and threw them onto the surface of the pool. He then took out the Instant Death Halo Stone, and soon, large patches of rice seedlings grew on the surface of the pool.

Desolate? That didn’t exist in Ange’s presence.

“Okay, you have so many ways to plant things. By the way, my seeds were scattered into the Starburst Array, where I found many plants that told me the Starburst Array might be breaking,” the Tree Herder said slowly.