"Talent?"
He Ao caught the key words.
"The so-called talent is just like the ability used by Trick Apprentice in front of you." The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised that He Ao didn't know the concept of talent, but he still explained patiently,
"These abilities do not need to be acquired. They come from some kind of sudden 'awakening'. Someone suddenly possesses abilities that others cannot acquire. We call this kind of ability that cannot be acquired through learning 'talent'."
Then he thought for a while and added, "Every talent has its own name. The user of the talent must anchor his or her abilities according to this name. Once deviation occurs, it will easily lead to distortion and madness, such as what this Trick Apprentice has experienced. So in a sense, talent is both a Gift and a curse."
"So, these talents will show a certain regular arrangement?"
He Ao asked casually.
"No, we haven't discovered yet whether there is some potential connection between talents." The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "But this is a good question. I am also wondering whether there is some kind of internal connection between these talents, arranged in a certain pattern."
He Ao Looking at this middle-aged man, I feel that he does not have any malicious intentions, but he is just a good teacher.
And he knows a lot.
However, there seems to be a certain gap between the talents he mentioned and Copy World's Talent Sequence. The main difference is that these talents do not appear to be arranged in a sequence, nor are they numbered.
At this time, He Ao's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a message from Zhang Anxia: [He Ao, we are almost there. ]
He Ao replied: [Okay, I am on the third floor now]
"Won't you take care of the Contaminants in your hand?"
At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly asked, "Keeping it on will affect your mental state."
"Contaminants?"
He Ao looked at him doubtfully.
When the middle-aged man heard this question, he obviously paused. Then he thought that He Ao didn't even know "talent", so he explained in detail,
"The definition of Contaminants is a Transcendent Item that is attached with the power of Transcendental and has special pollution properties. For example, the Magician's Hat in your hand, after the death of Trick Apprentice, absorbed the innate power and crazy will of Trick Apprentice, and continued to exude madness outwards. This is a Contaminants.
Different Contaminants have different containment and treatment methods. Like this one, which exudes crazy pollution, it needs to be isolated with a Mithril customized container. "
Then he didn't wait for He Ao to ask this time, and further explained, "The so-called mithril is a special kind of Alloy that mixes the four metals of silver, iron, copper and nickel in a specific ratio. This kind of Alloy can effectively isolate the pollution of the crazy breath."
It sounds very expensive.
He Ao thought for a while, "Are those flowers outside also Contaminants?"
"That's Corpse Flower, a mutated plant."
The middle-aged man explained.
"Is that Corpse Flower?"
He Ao was stunned.
"Yes," the middle-aged man said, somewhat confused as to why He Ao was so surprised. "This flower President grows on top of human corpses, using human souls and flesh and blood as nutrients. It also attracts other people passing by to become its nutrients. However, its petals are ground into powder, which can help people restore their souls and enhance their resistance to pollution."
"Is it valuable?"
"It's valuable."
"The picking method is just to pull it up right?"
"Yes, the main useful ingredient is the petals. As long as the petals are intact, it is fine. However, Corpse Flower will lose its spirituality within a day after picking it. It needs to be sealed in ice and frozen for storage. This can slow down the loss of its spirituality, which can be extended to about six months."
"Okay."
He Ao jumped directly and jumped from the third floor.
The middle-aged man curiously walked to the edge of the corridor, poked his head down, and saw He Ao rolling to the ground. Then he pulled out the Corpse Flower underneath. He also picked up the one that he had thrown away on the ground and held it in his arms.
Then he quickly went upstairs.
The middle-aged man looked at the large handful of densely packed flowers in his arms and burst into laughter.
And just when he laughed, a Corpse Flower was handed to him.
"This is it?"
He was a little confused.
"Reward."
He Ao said calmly.
Knowledge itself has value.
"This knowledge is relatively common and not worth that price. It's probably worth..." The middle-aged man glanced at He Ao in surprise, then reached out and picked off two petals, "It's worth so much."
He Ao was not polite either. He took back the remaining flowers and asked softly,
"Can this flower be effective against Old Man, which is corroded by pollution?"
"So you are waiting for me here," the middle-aged man glanced at the two petals in his hand and laughed again, "How big is Old Man?"
"More than eighty years old."
He Ao was expressionless.
"Old Man, who is over eighty years old, cannot bear the power of such a powerful medicine. You take half a flower petal, grind it into powder, mix it with one liter of purified water or boiled water, and give him about 100 ml for the first time. After he wakes up, take 100 ml every day, and his soul will probably be fully restored.
Ordinary people cannot rely on external forces to resist madness, but can only rely on the strength of their own souls. Corpse Flower can restore people's souls. "
The middle-aged man said softly.
"Thank you."
He Ao nodded.
"He Ao?!"
There were hurried footsteps downstairs, and Zhang Anxia walked up anxiously. He saw the flesh and blood left behind by the dead pigeons on the road, "Are you okay?"
Then he saw the middle-aged man who was chatting with He Ao.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the middle-aged man blinked at him, so he moved his eyes to He Ao. After confirming that He Ao was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked helplessly,
"Didn't I tell you not to be impulsive?"
He Ao naturally saw the interaction between the two. The middle-aged man did not want to reveal his identity, so he would not ask more questions. He shook his head, "I was not impulsive. Those pigeons took the initiative to attack me."
"Pigeon? Trick Apprentice? Where are the others?"
Zhang Anxia was a little surprised.
He Ao turned around with an innocent face and pointed at the skeleton nailed to the ground by steel bars, "Over there."
"Dead?"
Zhang Anxia was stunned.
"Justifiable defense."
He Ao added.
During the whole process, He Ao only made one and a half moves against the magician. The first half of the move was using a steel plate to defend against the pigeons. After He Ao showed his strength and willingness not to fight, the magician continued to attack him and seriously endangered his life.
So in order to protect his own life, he launched a defensive counterattack. The original intention of his blow was not to kill the magician, but to use steel bars to immobilize the magician's movements. However, he did not expect that the magician turned his own flesh and blood into a flock of pigeons. He was in extremely poor health, and died in one blow.
As for why he didn't run away, it was because he had been discovered by the pigeons, which were extremely aggressive. If he ran away, innocent passers-by might be injured or even killed.
Of course, there is another reason. He Ao thinks he can fight. As he said, risks and benefits coexist.
The behavior of He Ao is of the nature of Act of courage, and the magician (Trick Apprentice) himself is a dangerous wanted criminal and may endanger the safety of the surroundings at any time.
In addition, He Ao actually only attacked once. According to the law of Central Land, this situation can basically be judged as legitimate defense.
In Central Land, this kind of well-defined self-defense will not be arrested.
Of course, the situation of Transcendental ers may be special, but the regulations to protect Transcendental ers cannot be more generous than those protecting ordinary people.
"I can testify," the middle-aged man on the side said suddenly, "This young man was indeed forced to fight back in self-defense."