Sin City can indeed exist.
But it shouldnât exist here. Itâs just three thousand kilometers away, still within missile range, and the Federation even has a Tier Ten Legendary. Whether the legislators act or just one of the two Legendaries comes over, it could make a difference.
Even the current intercontinental missiles.
If one wanted to, Sin City couldnât withstand it.
And Baiyi doesnât believe that with so many people in Sin City, thereâs no one who hasnât gone to the Federation to gather intelligence. They even have a law enforcement team, so they surely have intelligence organizations too.
In such a situation, they still calmly build a city here. How could strong individuals be willing to let others control their fate?
So, after eliminating all impossibilities, only one possibility remains: they cannot leave, or something prevents them from leaving.
The most likely reason is that they are waiting for some Supreme Treasure to emerge, or rather, fighting for ownership of such a treasure.
In the past life, after the undead nature of players was discovered by Sin City, Sin Cityâs actions were very strange. They didnât think of utilizing or even enslaving the players.
Instead, they expelled and prohibited them.
That is to say, at least five legislators of Sin City know what the treasure is and have the ability to obtain it; their only obstacle is each other.
Their strengths are not much different, which is why this situation arises.
"How long has Sin City been established?" Baiyi suddenly asked.
Thinking of this, Baiyi actually had a question. Is the Federation, the most powerful force in this area, unaware, or do they not care?
"Almost three hundred years, about two hundred ninety-something years. Iâm not too clear on the specifics; Mr. Maku doesnât let me look at his collection of books," Moon Side respectfully answered.
Baiyi nodded: [Search for events that happened here between two hundred eighty and three hundred years ago, or compile the Federationâs attitude towards Sin City.]
Zero: [The Federation network cannot connect due to the distance being too far, connecting to Bodunâs relay, please wait....]
Baiyi wasnât concerned; the network can basically only cover the Federation. Outside the Federation, unless troops are stationed, adventurers, people in the wild, magical beasts, catastrophes, mutations, and various creatures in the Erosion Zone all threaten signal towers.
So recently, Sunu has been working on strengthening the signal range of individual signal towers instead of setting up new ones outside.
Moon Side cautiously glanced at Baiyi, then slightly lowered his head, leading the way ahead.
Zero: [According to current online records about Sin City, it is only said to be powerful and mysterious. Two hundred years ago, Sin City banned the entry of the Dawn People and showed much malice towards Dawn.]
[The only directive Dawn has issued regarding Sin City is: Sin City cannot expand beyond the Death Celestial Abyss.]
[Death Celestial Abyss: An abyss whose origin cannot be traced, first documented over two thousand years ago. Itâs said to be a giant pit created by the body of a god, but this is unverified.]
"Boss, here it is, Erfan, a Golden Middle Tier Alchemist, with a much higher status than Kasu," Moon Side cautiously said.
"Letâs go in and take a look."
As Baiyi spoke, the contemplation in his eyes dissipated. What he needed now was a Divine Abomination; after the Divine Abomination matter ends, heâll check the Federationâs records, maybe even hold a Federation meeting.
Then, heâll consider whether to come back and take the treasure from Sin City.
He glanced at the shopâs name, [Red Flame Potion Shop].
Upon entering, an elder reading a book came into view. He seemed to notice Baiyi, looked up, and asked coldly, "What do you want to buy?"
Baiyi snapped his fingers, and his Space Ring flickered slightly. A smile appeared on his face: "Academic exchange, please enlighten me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of contempt flashed in Erfanâs eyes. Numerous poisons and curses entered his body, yet there was no change on his face.
"If youâre playing with modifications, then play with modifications properly, donât be half-hearted,"
Erfan gently turned a page of his book and said calmly, "Otherwise, Evil Thought will also be poisoned to death."
[You are afflicted with ** Curse; the Plague Doctor Set grants immunity to 50% of curses, deducting 5% of Life Value per second.]
[Your Evil Thoughtâs basic structure is being modified, your Spiritual Power has detected this curse, your Spiritual Power is poisoned, and your Life Value will be deducted by 10% per second.]
[You drank the antidote, and 80% of your Life Value remains.]
"You have eight seconds left."
Erfan flipped the book, speaking in a calm tone, not seemingly worried about the curse being dispelled, despite the Plague Doctor Set.
A heavy expression appeared in Baiyiâs eyes. Just a single curse, not even a mixed curse and Alchemy Poison, could produce such an effect....
Baiyi closed his eyes, Spiritual Stagnation.
Buzz~
Deep Blue brilliance enveloped his body, and in this Deep Blue radiance, a bit of black was spreading. Baiyi thought for a moment and took out a large Soul Crystal, biting into it directly.
Crack~
A slight sound was heard; Baiyi didnât crush the crystal but held it in his mouth.
[You have transferred the curse, your curse disappears.]
Spiritual Stagnation vanished.
Poof~ Ding~
Baiyi casually spat, and a large, pitch-black Soul Crystal shot towards the ground, burying itself deep into the wooden floor.
"How did you do it?"
Baiyiâs eyes brightened a bit, although only Maku, among the Transformers, had surprised him a bit. Yet all the Alchemists were very strong.
This doesnât necessarily mean Alchemists are stronger than Transformers.
But because this place has been established for less than three hundred years, and both of these Alchemists are at an age where their vigor is declining.
Meaning, before Sin City was established, they were already doing well outside, and no Alchemist who succeeds is weak.
As for Transformers, after their bodies are modified, theyâre no different from Warriors.
For instance, L-shaped Modified Warriors, when placed in the wild, can survive as long as they donât encounter Mutant Zone hunters.
Physical professions are the main profession in todayâs Xia; other professions, unless they have memory inheritance and order protection, find it hard to survive with their frail bodies.
Erfan was somewhat surprised, reaching out, causing the pitch-black Soul Crystal to fly into his hand, where the unknown curse on it quickly disappeared.
Without showing any emotion, he pocketed the purified Soul Crystal and then smilingly asked, "Do you want to hear the free one?"
Baiyi paused, and after thinking for a moment, a book appeared in his hand, still about the method for creating drinking poisons.
Erfan took it, glanced at it, then shook his head slightly with some disappointment.
"Compared to mixed poisons or mixed curses, I prefer optimizing them to their extreme. As long as you offer the right price, the method for creating such extreme curses can be yours."
He tossed Baiyiâs book back, clearly unimpressed by this method of poisoning.
Baiyi thought for a moment; the Black Death Curse is definitely an extreme curse, but this item mustnât be leaked, while Evil Thought doesnât matter.
After all, when two Evil Thoughts meet, the weaker one is definitely a delicacy for the other.
And the Black Death Curse can only be isolated, not cured.
As for other things....
Baiyi looked at the old man and extended his hand, producing a box with a Flower of Life.
"Youâve damaged your foundation, give me your laboratory, and I can help you recover," Baiyi said with a smile.
After all, Baiyi had skill points, and with full skill level, the failure rate is particularly low. With ten Flowers of Life, at least eight bottles of [Source of Life] could appear for Baiyi.
"Flower of Life?" Erfan showed some interest: "If youâre not lying, I donât mind giving you two more types of extreme poisons."
"Take me to your Alchemy Room; I can finish the work in an hour," Baiyi extended his hand, the azure energy enveloping Moon Side.
One couldnât simply enter the Alchemy Room of an Evil Alchemist. For someone too weak, just some remains of the potion could instantaneously kill them.
Especially for an Evil Alchemist who pursues extremes.
As for Moon Side... letting him observe more, once back in the Federationâs environment, heâll grow very quickly.
"Please follow me."
Thunk~
Erfan stood up, supporting himself with a cane, and leisurely walked forward.
It seems that even the body of an Evil Potion Alchemist, who admirably pursues extremes, is only the extreme of mortals.....