C368 Local Tendencies(2)

No change? I couldn't help but feel depressed, "Anya, don't worry. It might take a long time. Anya frowned, but she had no choice. She could only wait patiently.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard from not far away. Someone was passing by. I jumped off my horse and pulled my vehicle to the side of the road so that it wouldn't hinder other people's passage.

"Anya, you are back." The person who came seemed to be very familiar with Anya. I took a closer look and saw that there were five Warrior Arreats. All of them were big and well-built. They were exceptionally tall and sturdy. When I saw the people from my hometown again, I thought that they would be very friendly. However, I felt an indescribable fear.

Anya glanced at them sideways and did not make a sound.

"Anya, why aren't you entering the city? You have been out for a long time. We all miss you." Those warriors seemed to be quite pleasing to Anya.

"You miss me? Thinking of my medicine. I'm very annoyed right now. Get out of my way. " Anya said fiercely.

"Who is Anya?" The warriors noticed my presence. My Necromancer's appearance had obviously alerted them.

"This is my herbman. He specifically helped me test the new medicine. You guys can leave. Don't bother me. Otherwise, I will treat you guys as herbmen and make your skin as pale as his."

Caw? When did I become Anya's herbman?

"Oh, herbman." The warriors looked at me gloatingly for a while. Perhaps they didn't go out too much and didn't know much about the image of the Necromancer. They believed it to be true.

The five of them weren't that old, but none of them were lower than level 50. My God, Anya really didn't lie. With the existence of a great alchemist like her, what kind of terrifying tribe would the people of Arreat become?

"Anya, where is your horse? Do you want me to bring you along?" One. The young long-haired warrior seemed to have noticed that we only have one horse.

"Get lost, I'll ride a horse with him, you don't need to worry" Anya actually did not hold back against these experts.

"Anya." The young warrior seemed to be jealous and looked at me with unfriendly eyes.

"Why aren't you getting lost? Do you want to have a taste of 'nightmare'?" Anya threatened.

When they heard this name, all the warriors looked a little unnatural. "Anya, we haven't seen each other for so long. You don't need to be so cruel."

Anya raised her right hand. The warriors' faces changed, "Okay, okay. Let's go. We will wait for you in Harrogath." After saying that, she rode away on her horse.

That "nightmare" must be Anya's powerful poison.

Anya sat down with a bitter face and continued to wait for the changes of the "Flower of Pain." In my heart, I also very much hope that a miracle will happen again. If the "Flower of Pain" is unable to differentiate its attributes, then not only will it not be unable to refine medicine. Using it to upgrade equipment is also wishful thinking.

When the sun was high in the sky, those flowers did not seem to have any changes. Anya became irritable and used her leg to kick Cecilia's flower basket. "Liar, liar." As she spoke, her eyes turned red again.

Was there no hope anymore? I slowly walked closer and Anya did not stop me. She walked around the flower basket in an unusually agitated manner. I reached my hand into the flower basket. Anya frowned and looked at me. She did not plan to stop me, because the "flower of pain" that she could not differentiate had no value to her.

I plucked the pile of "flowers of pain" and a fiery-red flower was flipped over. " Aiyo, Anya, there's a change!"

Anya was overjoyed when she heard that and immediately squatted down. Her forehead almost hit my nose bridge. "Is that so? There is really a change? " As she spoke, she started fiddling with the flower. The flower underneath had actually returned to its original color.

"Aiyo, that's great!" Anya got carried away by her success and actually threw herself onto my body. How familiar was this scene when she threw me onto the ground? It was just that the person who pushed me down that time was Marina.

My heart violently contracted. The feeling of being injured was once again clear and intense. I can't accept her. Why can't she abandon me?

"Aiyo, ugly monster, why are you looking at me with a lecherous gaze?" Anya realized that she had lost her composure and immediately stood up.

I smiled bitterly and sat up, "It seems that the one who pushed me down was you."

Anya spat, "Is it that rare? This is Arreat, I can do whatever I want." Then she took out a white porcelain bottle from her backpack and poured out a black pill, "Eat it."

I shook my head, I don't have the courage to taste her medicine.

"Ugly monster, you don't know what a good person is. This pill of mine can make your skin turn black. As long as the effects of the pill aren't strong enough, no one will be able to recognize you as a Necromancer. One medicinal tube for three days, don't run around. I will give you one ___ every three days until you leave Arreat. " Anya smiled complacently.

There was actually such a pill? It was simply inconceivable. I unconsciously stretched out my hand and Anya gently placed the pill in my hand.

This woman wouldn't be joking with me, right? I hesitated for a moment.

"Hmph, coward." The look of disdain on Anya's face that should be cursed appeared once again.

I threw the pill into my mouth and thought, Am I afraid of you?

The pill entered my mouth with extreme bitterness. I frowned and swallowed it whole. After swallowing the pill, I felt a slight chill in my stomach, but it didn't feel bad. Anya ignored me and focused on Cecilia's golden flower basket.