"Huh, it's finally done."

Luo Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead tiredly, and looked at the fruits of his labor that he had been busy with for the afternoon.

The ocean of garbage that was piled up randomly has now been completely dismantled, spread flat on the ground, scattered in every corner of this narrow room. Although it seems even more chaotic, Luo Yu knew very well that these scattered objects are now worthy of their name. All the treasures hidden in them have been taken out by himself. Through the "retrieval" function, at a glance, except for the light of the treasures gathered under his feet, it was dark.

The most dazzling thing in the flashing is now quietly placed at his feet. Luo Yu raised his eyebrows and shook his head and sighed in a strange tone.

"I didn't expect that the most valuable treasure in the tribe was actually this thing."

The streamlined metal shell with yellow paint exudes a sensation of science fiction. Even in this dim secret room, the silver-iron joints are shining. What is incompatible with the wild aura of this primitive tribe is the fine mechanical gears connected and the black glue tires, even if they have not been used for many years, are strangely not stained with a trace of dust, and are so dazzlingly black.

It's undoubtedly a motorcycle and looks like a brand new, luxurious motorcycle.

Item: Violent Motorcycle

Model: Fear Handguard N

Displacement: 1000CC

Moving speed: 120 (initial) - 320 (extreme) km/h

Skill:

Life Shield: When using this motorcycle, a 160HP all-round shield will automatically appear, refreshing every 24 hours.

Violence of motorcycles: This is not just a motorcycle, but also a weapon that can launch attacks when riding.

Burning beans: The motorcycle comes with ten grids of energy, and the speed of each use is increased by 100%, lasting 30S, and cannot be stacked. The energy beans return to 1 grid per hour.

Luo Yu didn't know whether he was happy or angry. This motorcycle, which was obviously from an ancient single-player game, was obviously of great value. Whether it was escaping or long-distance Mercedes-Benz, it was very useful. Unlike the motorcycles in reality, it needed to be cherished and maintained. This motorcycle, as a "prop", inherited the characteristics of the game: unlimited energy, never worn, and is really a must-have for home travel, killing and setting fire.

But no matter how many advantages are, it cannot conceal a fatal problem: the current owner of this treasure will not drive this precious tool at all.

In the city where Luo Yu lives, except for those human motorcycle drivers who have been located in stations, hotels, and schools for a long time, most people rarely come into contact with this kind of already rare means of transportation. After all, with the development of transportation and the dense population, too unrestrained motorcycles are really more dangerous and troublesome.

At least Luo Yu personally, except for sometimes rushing to take motorcycles, he has almost never had much contact with this kind of transportation, which makes him feel happy and painful now that he can't use it.

"Put this away first. At worst, you can go back to reality and learn slowly." After Luo Yu made a secret decision, he aimed his phone at the huge machine. The screen of the phone slowly shone a faint white light, shining down. Then the motorcycle quickly evaporated out of thin air, turning into a yellow water-like light, and the tide poured into the phone. In just a few seconds, there was nothing on the ground.

Just as Luo Yu was about to turn around and leave, he stored the last prop: two "glitter beads" used for fishing and a small bag called "Anquan.Parameter" in the air, but his phone was slightly shocked.

Warning: Item storage has reached a maximum of 5/5

Strawberry*6/30 (pieces)

Gold *120/150 (unit)

Wood *100/150 (unit)

Stone*60/150 (unit)

Motorcycle*1/1

Luo Yu couldn't help but frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this digital tyrannosaurus had such a big limitation. In addition to the equipment that had been transformed into internal skills and externally installed on the mountain, there were only five types of props that could be stored and carried, and the capacity of each was strictly limited. In this way, his idea of ​​plundering the resources of the tribe was undoubtedly disappointed.

However, there may not be no solution. Some small things, such as "strawberry", "glitter beads", or the magical ointment he is preparing to ask for, can be carried with him. The small parachute bag can also be carried around his waist without occupying this precious upper limit. However, even if it is compressed, he can only leave a space left. If he encounters a large number of treasures, he may have to make a choice.

"But these gains are already extremely terrifying. They are too ambitious and are really stupid." Luo Yu quickly put aside these distracting thoughts and looked at the time. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. There were still three hours and twenty minutes before the rescue arranged by the "core" arrived, and there were not much time left.

And what he has left is actually only two things.

Fill all the extremely practical strawberries and the remaining twenty-four empty amounts, and find a bamboo basket and other things to bring as much as possible to reach your load limit.

The second thing is the treasure that this tribe salivates the most, the healing ointment that heals all trauma.

He pondered at the door, and gave up on going to the Yi Gang to collect the idea of ​​asking for strawberries, because if this matter was not bad as expected, it would be a sure thing. How to get enough ointment from the old pharmacist who seemed extremely stingy and unkind was a difficult problem, and Luo Yu always liked to deal with things that were difficult first and then easy.

Sure enough, when he came to the house similar to a pharmacy and explained his purpose, he only had two words to answer him.

"No." As if it was squeezed out from the gap between the teeth, the old man who was disturbed again looked cold and had a determined attitude. Obviously, his impression of this strange boy had fallen to the bottom.

"This is the meaning of the Great Elder, not just for me." Forced by helplessness, Luo Yu had to use the same trick again, and once again pulled the banner into a tiger's skin to bring out the authoritative and supreme old man to oppress him.

Unexpectedly, this time, the results were not achieved.

"Did you say it?" The old man's face just moved, and a strange look appeared in his eyes, as if he was mocking and disgusted, but there was no trace of respect for the elder. He sneered, and then said toughly: "No, it's not. If you kill me, I can't change it to you."

"If you don't believe it, please see it yourself." Although this is said, the elder's majesty played a considerable role inadvertently. After all, the old man was no longer so tough. Instead, he picked up a bamboo tube from the ground, clasped his thin claws, handed it over, and then made a scoundrel who could be slaughtered at your fingertips, and remained motionless.

Luo Yu silently took the bamboo tube he had just used and fell down. He found that the empty airflow was echoing inside. He twisted it lightly and pulled it, and with a click, it pulled it directly into several petals.

"you!"

Facing all this, the old man was obviously extremely unhappy and glared at him angrily, but unfortunately he could not kill people. Since the person had clearly expressed disgust and rejection, Luo Yu did not slander himself. He had a hot face and put his cold butt on his own and planned to please the other person's old face. After carefully observing the pieces of fragments, he finally found a little gray blurred dirt on the bamboo board, and subconsciously twisted his fingers.

As he expected, a series of data automatically emerged deep in his eyes.

Primary treatment ointment

Effect: Replenish a small amount of life and restore mild/moderate trauma.

Raw materials: sunflower, silver leaf clover.

Explanation: Even if you don’t know the primary alchemy and cannot prepare a perfect primary healing potion, combined with the ancient Chinese medicine production technology, you still make a magical healing ointment and take it to the next level in treating trauma.

"Sunflower, silver leaf clover?" Luo Yu pondered for a while. For some reason, he suddenly felt that these two nouns looked very familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere. He looked up and his thoughts were scattering, and he was suddenly stunned.

The old man opposite was glaring at him, and when he raised his chest and raised his head, a faint white light was rippling. Luo Yu then remembered that the "consultation search" he had just searched for treasure props and had not been closed yet. At first glance, the old man looked like he was in nothing. What else could he emit the glimmer of props?

Luo Yu's heart moved, but he was silent on the surface. He suddenly looked surprised, pointed at the old man's back, and said in surprise: "What is behind you?"

"What?" The old man was indeed fooled. He subconsciously turned his head and looked over. The empty medicine hall was visible at a glance. He only felt a breeze blowing on his face. Then he turned his head in confusion, but found that the boy stood with his hands behind his back, and said apologizing: "Sorry, I saw that it was a flower, there was nothing."

"Is that true?" The old man looked at the boy who looked at him with suspicion. He always felt something was wrong, but he didn't know something was wrong, so he had to wave his hand irritably.

"Since there is nothing else, why don't you leave quickly, I still have to rest!"

"Actually," the boy did not move at all, his smile became even more gentle and bright, and he said humbly, "Actually, the elder also said, I hope you can teach me the method of making secret medicine."

"This is impossible!" As if you touched the reverse scale, the old man jumped up immediately, his face turned red, obviously extremely angry, and he roared: "When you used the Holy Light, why didn't you expect my ointment? Now that you are old, you have my ideas again?"

"This is absolutely impossible!" The "you" that the old man said was obviously not the young man in front of him, but the great elder. After hearing the old man's excited speech, Luo Yu suddenly realized it when he thought of his attitude towards the elder.

It seems that when the Great Elder was in good health, the holy light was gentle and brilliant like the morning light, endless, and all the injuries, regardless of the severity, depth, were brushed without trace. Even though this magical power was great, it had a serious conflict with the role of the pharmacist. I am afraid that this secret medicine that could only treat external trauma was extremely unattracted at that time, and the old man's life was quite difficult, otherwise he would not have such great resentment.

However, Luo Yu was not interested in these trivial old accounts. He thought about it and saw the old man's hatred gaze as if he was killing his father's enemy. He was not in a hurry to leave. He said lightly: "You can not teach anything, as long as you agree to teach me now. I only need a verbally agree to submit a service. Who can see the tribe of your ragged ointment?"

"You!" The old man obviously recalled the rolling eyes he had suffered when the holy light was strong in the last sentence. When he was so excited, he immediately scolded with great anger: "I promised to teach you, but you can't learn a little!"

"Get out of here immediately! I never want to see you again!"

As the old man blurted out his words, Luo Yu felt the phone in his pocket tremble slightly as he wished, and he didn't open it and check it out carefully. He just smiled slightly and turned around and took a big step back. He was also a little bored with this narrow old man.

Retrieve knowledge/skills

Preparation of primary therapeutic ointment (including some knowledge of simple drug treatment)

Note: Using ancient drug treatment methods, it has the steps of grinding, boiling, air-drying, and collecting ointments made from sunflowers and silver leaf clovers, which are miraculous for trauma.

Consumable information value: 150

Luo Yu naturally would not be stingy with this information value of only 150 points, but when he understood the skills and experiences that came from the bluff in the blink of an eye, he frowned, not as happy as expected.

"Pharmaceuticals seem to be just a simple technique for making drugs, not including collection methods, nor have they mentioned the origin of sunflowers and silver leaf clovers. However, according to the impression in this [memory], it should be the two things I saw last time."

"However, the method of collecting is also very particular in my memory. If I go back now and force him to agree to teach me the art of collecting herbs, I am afraid that he will be angry and will notice the strangeness."

But as the saying goes, no matter where you look for it, there is a bright future. Just as he was hesitating to consider whether to turn back to find the annoying old man, a turning point occurred.

The matter of asking for strawberries was smooth and incredible. The aunt, who was originally a little reluctant, immediately became enthusiastic when she heard that this was what Uncle Yi meant, and sent all the bamboo baskets in her hand over, ran back to the house, and contributed all the hidden ones. She just hoped that Luo Yu could mention her name intentionally or unintentionally in front of Yi.

Luo Yu naturally patted his chest and nodded to promise. He was a professional LOL who was very familiar with selling teammates. He had no burden in his heart. The aunt with a happy mouth in his heart held his hand and chatted. After hearing this morning, Luo Yu deliberately described wings as the invincible god saving the world, the aunt suddenly looked at the stars and sighed like a little girl's idol.

"It turns out that Brother Yi is still so brave this morning!" She continued with some concern, "But you have suffered so many injuries, and the medicine is probably almost used up again."

"That old man Fang must be going to urge him again later. But the tribe can collect herbs, so only Si Meitou is the only one who can collect herbs. The little girl is playful and weak, so it's not normal for her to be late. She is really unkind!"

Luo Yu's heart moved and nodded in thanking him, he had already made plans in his heart.
Chapter completed!