The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Miss Snow, you forgot to take my rent!"

Sigmund shouted at the top of his voice, but the sound of Rebecca's footsteps came in exchange.

Dengdengdeng.

oops!

The poor lawyer lady seemed to have encountered something in a panic, and let out a scream, "Put it with you first, I'll take it another day!"

He answered casually, followed by messy footsteps. With a loud bang, the hallway was quiet again.

"This is life."

Sigmund comfortably poured himself a glass of wine, and the red liquid poured into the transparent glass.

He was just joking, he took out an ordinary bottle of wine.

As for the carnival beer, he had already put it away.

Such interesting things naturally have to be kept, and I don't know when they will come in handy.

Moving the small table to the window, Sigmund carefully tasted the food on the plate.

The time to travel to this world is still short, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he has been in all kinds of troubles.

Now he finally calmed down, which allowed him to silently feel the breath of the world with a normal heart.

The afterglow of the sun gave Elm Street a layer of color, the carriages stopped and went on the street, and the lights in the opposite room were lit.

Across the wide street, Sigmon could clearly see the warm scene of the dining table on the opposite side.

It was an ordinary businessman with his slightly fat wife and two lovely children.

"Cheers, this weird world!"

At this moment, Sigmon completely accepted his identity, raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, his spirit was condensed and his spiritual power was boiling.

In the process of blending with each other, he knew that he had completely consolidated his first-order state, and embarked on the path of transcendence without any burden.

With a thought, in his consciousness, the hourglass of the nightmare carriage clearly appeared.

"There are still two days at most. Sure enough, constant extraordinary stimulation is the best catalyst."

Sigmon noticed that as his strength improved, the feedback he received from exposure to extraordinary events of the same intensity would be different.

Just like an upgrade in the game, killing the same monster will give different players different experiences.

"I'm really exhausted. After this summoning is over, I will try my best to salt the fish. I am now the agent of the perfume master."

"It's okay to go to a banquet in the upper class, get to know the ladies and ladies of the nobles... Of course, it's just a pure exchange of experience on the use of perfume."

It is said that perfume can make women crazy. Sigmund was very curious about how crazy these women would be for a master perfume.

Such a day is worthy of the identity of a transmigrator.

Regarding the question of chaos value, he is not worried.

Because so far, Sigmon has not found any signs of an increase in the chaos value in himself, and he has vaguely made a guess about it.

Chaos value, spiritual power, nightmare carriage.

After eating, Sigmon went back to his room. After resting for a while, he started to practice fighting as usual.

Even if there is a bonus from Ashley's guidance, the harder you work, the more you will gain.

Time passed, and night fell, and the street soon became silent. Before going to sleep, he sat by the window again and got acquainted with the scent of various herbs in the black box.

This time, he mainly paid attention to the discrimination in the mixed scent.

Many things in the past made Sigmon realize that powerful sensory abilities can indeed bring a lot of convenience.

It was not until the night was sinking that he got into bed exhausted.

At this time, the busy city of Liam fell into silence during the day, and ordinary citizens did not know what happened in the city during the day.

But in fact, a third-order superhuman, a law knight of the oracle church, the impact of his death began to slowly show.

Sigmund didn't see Rebecca and Ashley for the next two days.

The two of them deliberately avoided themselves as if they had negotiated, and even finished eating in their own room.

This made some of Sigmon's bad tastes come to nothing. After all, it's not easy to meet such embarrassment again.

In the afternoon, when the hourglass timed out, Sigmund was able to summon the nightmare carriage again.

Although the arrival of the carriage would not be seen by others, Sigmund insisted on waiting until midnight.

In the back alley of the empty street, he lights up the hourglass.

Flip over, and the timer starts over.

In the darkness, the crisp sound of hooves came, and the nightmare carriage broke through the void and appeared in front of Sigmon.

"That's how it feels."

Sigmund smiled. He stubbornly thought that summoning a carriage on a dark street at midnight would be the right atmosphere.

"Welcome back, esteemed master."

Boarding the carriage, Ruo Ruo Wu's voice sounded again.

"Item list!"

Sigmund sat down comfortably.

The first thing he did after opening it, he looked down at the fourth category.

Nothing at all.

Serious carriage only supports 1v1, rejecting 3 or more batches of chaos?

Your service is not good. You have to keep up with the times. Today's customers like fresh flavors and exciting things.

Negative Ratings!

It was obvious that there was no special service, but Sigmon was extremely satisfied with the other items on offer.

The first one turned out to be food.

[Grass Salad]: You read that right, this is a salad mixed with green grass. What is the essence of salad? Is it fruits and vegetables? No, it's the ingredients.

The salad dressing prepared in this food is mixed with green herbal medicine from Kermohan. The amount of the medicine is not high. Although it cannot bring about strong mutations, the benefits are also very obvious.

At least you won't die if you drink this.

After eating, it can greatly stimulate potential, expand physical fitness and sensory limits, and lay the foundation for taking green herbal medicines.

Side effects: The transformation period after eating will cause you to fall into a weak state.

"This thing is fine."

The effect of this grass salad is completely reflected in the body, which is an extreme external transformation. It does not conflict with the changes that Sigmon's current transcendental pathway is feeding back to the body through the mind.

These two transformation methods are calculated separately, which makes Sigmon much stronger than other extraordinary people of the same level~www.novelmt.com~ The hunter contract is known for fighting, although the transformation of the body is not extreme, But it is also obvious that strengthening physical fitness will enhance combat effectiveness.

As for the weakness after taking it, Sigmon is also completely acceptable.

Anyway, he hasn't been doing anything recently. Bennett's problem was completely resolved, and after the big deal, he retreated with peace of mind and did not go anywhere.

Looking down, Sigmon looked at the second item.

"What the **** is this?"

What appeared in front of him were two identical pens.

[Lover's Missing]: Do you miss your lover? Write him a letter, I will grind my bones into a pen, inject blood into ink, and write down my thoughts for you in the distance.

This is the longing of a couple who will never change until they die but are separated by vast oceans, using their own flesh and bones to express their thoughts.

Sigmon stretched out his hand, and two pens made of white bones landed in the palm of his hand. The place where he started was cold, and the end to the tip of the pen was completely integrated, polished from a single piece of bone.

The surface is engraved with fine patterns, one is rough in style, the other is delicate and soft, corresponding to the identities of couples.

This pair of pens has only one function, and that is communication.

The words written by one pen will be copied by another pen.

This function seems simple, but in many cases, especially in this relatively backward world, timely communication is particularly necessary.

Holding it in his hand, the strangely shaped pen quickly returned to its normal appearance. Only Sigmund knew that it turned out to be an extraordinary item.

He was very satisfied with both items, and with anticipation, he then looked down.

"Weapons?!"

Seeing the third item, Sigmon couldn't help sitting up straight.

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