I Have a Sailing Game
Chapter 437 - 267: Method of Ascending to Angel, Self-Sacrifice Potion (Double-Length)
Upon hearing this, Knowledge and Wisdom seemed to ponder for a moment before replying, "The high cost does not stem from the person themselves."
Hearing this, Rogel became thoughtful.
He glanced at Knowledge and Wisdom.
It was intentionally giving him some hints within the constraints of the rules!
Rogel quickly realized this.
"Alright, thank you, Ah Zhi."
Knowledge and Wisdom nodded slightly.
Rogel then inquired about a few other matters and examined the "price list."
However, most of them were unaffordable...
And there were some that Knowledge and Wisdom currently had no way of knowing.
So Rogel could only give up for now.
After bidding farewell, Rogel returned to where he was before.
Meanwhile, he had also used up most of his Power of Faith through Enlightenment Prayer and even borrowed some from Heisatan to research Chelegen's Deputy's Potion.
"The cost behind Enlightenment Prayer is getting bigger and bigger..."
Rogel frowned slightly.
With his current main body's Power of Faith, he couldn't fully reach the standard needed to exchange for the "inspiration" corresponding to the Deputy's Potion.
He still had to borrow some from Heisatan.
"I hope to find the subsequent Magic Potion Recipe for Captain Calamity..."
Rogel thought to himself.
Then, he picked up paper and pen and began to study the magic potion inspiration he had just acquired.
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Chelegen encountered some trouble on his side.
He thought it would be smooth sailing to infiltrate the family vault again in search of secrets.
And indeed, after hiding the changes in his appearance, it was easy for him to get in with his abilities.
But when he obtained the Self-Sacrifice Potion and was leaving, he encountered unexpected trouble.
"Chelegen..." a middle-aged man squinted at him, his voice growing cold: "Entering the family vault unauthorized, this is a serious crime..."
"Uncle Merk." Chelegen looked at him calmly: "I was just passing by."
"Ha!" Merk couldn't help but sneer: "There is only one road ahead, do you have the nerve to utter such clumsy lies?"
"Hand over what you've stolen, and I might deal with you lightly!"
Merk said harshly.
In response, Chelegen was very calm: "Evidence?"
Upon hearing his words, Merk's face twitched and he didn't reply immediately.
"Since you have no evidence, you can't prove I came from the family vault."
"I was just straying around in front of you, took a wrong turn, and am now just turning back."
Chelegen said nonchalantly.
"Hmph!"
Merk snorted heavily, a massive pressure erupted from him, firmly suppressing Chelegen.
"You'd better not let me find any evidence..."
Then, with a cold gaze, he came to Chelegen's side and began searching his pockets.
Facing the immense pressure, Chelegen's expression gradually turned cold as well.
This uncle, fearing that he might threaten his status and power in the family in the future, made him consume a potion without a follow-up.
All along, he harbored a deep malice towards Chelegen.
Malice arising from interests always wishes to put someone to death.
However, he clearly miscalculated.
Chelegen's face showed a smile: "Well, Uncle Merk, did you find any evidence?"
"Do you want to randomly take something from the vault and claim I stole it?"
Merk's face gradually became unsightly.
He found nothing.
Chelegen only needed the Self-Sacrifice Potion's formula, so he memorized it and took nothing else.
"No... that's best."
Merk suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.
Watching his back for a moment.
Turning around, Chelegen gradually restrained his smile, his steps resolute.
Those blinded by power and interests in front of them, ignoring the bigger picture, these parasites will one day be swept into the dust-filled garbage heap by him.
The Mire of Decay does not need a family, only the Extraordinary!