"Wiseman?"
Roger reacted only when he heard the name, because the boss of the "Flame Dragon" Bar had this surname.
Boss Wiseman was a student and peripheral member of the Abraham Family, and was already 45 years old this year.
In Roger's impression, the other party was still a "Trick Master" of Sequence 8 of the "Apprentice" pathway a few years ago, and he didn't know if he had advanced in the past two years.
Considering that the youth in front of him looked at least five points similar to him, Roger immediately guessed that the two were either father and son or uncle and nephew.
"Welcome, come in and sit down."
Roger turned sideways, inviting Ethan to enter the door and closing the door.
Ethan was respectful, he nodded politely and walked into the living room to sit down.
"Have you eaten?"
"I've eaten, Mr. Roger. My father received your urgent letter earlier today, and guessed that you urgently needed these two items, so he specially asked me to buy a train ticket from Pritz Port to Tingen to bring it to you."
With the rapid development of steam technology and basic industry in recent years, the overall weight of articulated steam trains has generally exceeded 300 tons, with a maximum speed of about 100 kilometers per hour.
And the distance between Pritz Port and Tingen City is not far, it only takes a little over 3 hours to arrive by the fastest train, which can be said to be quite convenient.
After Ethan finished speaking, he took off his backpack and took out a small bottle containing a dark red liquid, as well as a piece of Elf Dark Leaf.
These were exactly the two auxiliary materials that Roger had previously exchanged with Audrey.
Roger quickly took it, looking at the milliliter scale marked on the small bottle, as well as the translucent leaf wrapped in a beautiful envelope, and the image of Miss Justice, with a serious face, carefully packing these things, couldn't help but appear in his mind.
"You're thoughtful," he said gratefully.
"You're welcome. Then Mr. Roger, I'll take my leave first. There are few people in the shop today, and I have to go back and help."
Ethan stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Roger looked around, brought the Intis Red Wine he had bought at the department store yesterday, which was still unopened, and handed it to Ethan.
"Please say hello to your father for me. I know he likes to drink local draft beer, but he can occasionally try foreign red wine."
"Mr. Roger..."
Ethan was a little flattered. Although this red wine was not too expensive, considering the relationship between the Abraham Family and Old Wiseman, it was indeed not very common to give gifts for business.
"You're welcome. The Wiseman Family are old friends of the Abraham Family. I am very grateful that you can make a special trip."
Seeing Roger's insistence, Ethan could only nod, put the red wine in his bag, and bid farewell politely.
"Click."
Roger closed the door behind him, let out a long breath, and revealed an expression of joy.
He had originally thought that it would take at least tomorrow to receive Audrey's package, but he didn't expect to get it so quickly.
In this way, he could advance to "Chatterer" today and become a Beyonder of Sequence 8.
Considering that he couldn't meditate on an empty stomach, Roger quickly returned to the kitchen, reheated the half-fried, already half-cold eggs, poured them into a plate, ate them with the pickled ham slices, and drank a large glass of water.
Feeling that his stomach was quite full, he then washed his hands and the plate, took the auxiliary materials that Ethan had just sent, entered the Underground Storage Room, and set up the beaker and Alcohol Lamp.
Quickly recalling the formula of the "Chatterer" Potion in his mind, Roger poured 80 milliliters of Pure Water into the beaker, and then added 15 grams of Shallow Ball Grass Powder, 8 grams of Oak Tree Core Powder, two Elf Dark Leaves, and 10 milliliters of Red Datura Juice.
Of course, to prevent excessive amounts, Roger deliberately ignored the red liquid hanging on the bottle wall.
At this time, the liquid rolling in the beaker had turned into a dark gray turbid state. Roger saw that the time was right, and with a flick of his right hand, he threw a pink Rhombic Crystal into the beaker.
This was exactly the Extraordinary Characteristic of the "Chatterer" of Sequence 8.
With its addition, the originally turbid dark gray liquid quickly turned into a pale gray semi-gelatinous body containing suspended bubbles, and there was also a beautiful layer of red mist looming, reflecting the twinkling light under the light.
Roger took a deep breath and poured this semi-gelatinous body into his mouth and swallowed it.
"Boom!"
In an instant, he only heard extremely noisy sounds ringing in his skull, as if many poorly maintained instruments were playing in his ears at the same time. Although it sounded a bit chaotic, it contained a kind of inexplicable rhythm, almost completely draining his attention.
This made Roger feel very bad. He closed his eyes and began to try to outline his Wide-brimmed Hat in his mind, trying to suppress the red Phantom Light arcs that kept appearing in his vision.
After about 20 minutes or so, the noisy sounds in his ears finally gradually subsided, and even the red light arcs no longer appeared.
Roger opened his eyes, feeling the changes in himself, and smiled.
Now, he was already a "Chatterer".
The "Chatterer" Potion comprehensively enhanced the strength of the "Shit Stirrer" ability. Now Roger could simultaneously stir the emotions of 20 ordinary people or 6 Beyonders of the same level, and even stimulate those individuals with weaker spirits, touching their desire to perform and making them do outrageous actions.
The second was a further enhancement of Spirituality, Magic concentration, and Divination ability.
Especially in terms of Astrology, Roger could now perform a mental Astrolabe Divination without the aid of paper Astrolabes and other mediums, and the accuracy had been greatly improved.
Finally, there was a new active magic: "Mental Boost", which was also the core skill of the "Chatterer".
The "Chatterer" could attack the spirits of all life forms around it, regardless of friend or foe, through the Sonic Boom emitted from its throat, and produce a sustained effect of piercing the mind on individuals with weak spirit bodies.
Even if the opponent covered their ears, they could only reduce the damage they received, but as long as they couldn't completely eliminate the conduction of the Sonic Boom, they couldn't completely isolate the influence.
Not only that, "Mental Boost" could also temporarily suppress most types of Mental corruption, not exceeding the level of Sequence 8, allowing the contaminated to return to a state of Wakefulness in the noise, and could be used as an auxiliary means when necessary.
The biggest drawback of this skill was that its propagation speed would not be higher than the speed of sound, and its power would rapidly decay with distance.
But considering that at the low sequence level, there were few life forms that could burst out at a speed of more than 300 meters per second in an instant, "Mental Boost" could be considered a very powerful skill, especially when it was released at close range.
"Gheros is indeed worthy of being a being that even the Three Pillar Gods are afraid of, it is already so powerful at the level of Sequence 8."
Roger secretly clicked his tongue. Now his direct attack ability had surpassed many Beyonders of Sequence 7, not to mention the mental Astrology and pollution suppression that could play a prominent role when necessary.
In this way, he had stronger self-protection ability and didn't have to worry about falling into a difficult situation in a head-on battle.
Roger stood up, and as he was about to tidy up the table, he suddenly slapped his head and staggered upstairs.
Because of Ethan's temporary visit, coupled with the long time spent on preparing the Potion and Meditation, he had forgotten to take off the "Scholar's Ring" for Bandit.
In the Living Room, Bandit, with indifferent eyes, had abandoned the reading cards and was using his cat claws to diligently flip through the 《Honest People's Newspaper》 from the day before, as if starving...
Roger slapped his head, and a whole head full of Alpaca flew past.
There will be another chapter later.