Benjamin is not just wandering around, he is "collecting energy".
In Immortal Cultivation System, there is a unique way to pick "Mortal Dust Aura".
Of course, this is a comparison with Cultivation. According to Benjamin's understanding, it is actually a method that can condense special concepts.
This kind of breath originates from the happiness, anger, sorrow and joy of the mortal world, birth, old age, illness and death, the seven emotions and six desires, and is the embodiment of all phenomena in the human world.
Although it is not like Spiritual Power, which can directly increase your cultivation level and change everything, it is a pretty good "universal material".
Normal use can be used to sharpen a monk's mental state, making it tenacious and able to get rid of inner demons. It can also be used to sharpen magic weapons to make them more spiritual. It is also a necessary raw material for most illusion formations.
Under certain special needs, some special methods can be used to reverse its properties, thereby building a golden body, repairing the soul, and refining Dharma Treasure or elixirs.
When Benjamin was at the Noren Academy, almost no useful Mortal Dust Aura could be collected.
After all, the wizards there are all research freaks, all immersed in experiments and meditation, with a single life trajectory and weak mental fluctuations.
Even in the entire Noren Plane 13, there is no suitable place to collect Mortal Dust Aura. After all, all the Noren planes have been transformed by wizards into highly ordered "cultivated blood", losing the original and complex "characteristics" of the mortal world.
But when Golden Port and Benjamin came, it was like a mouse falling into a rice barn.
He walked on the noisy streets, feeling the joys and sorrows, love and hatred of the mortals he passed by.
That rich and complex concept flowed into his body silently, absorbed by the special Talisman Seal in his Dantian, and finally refined into wisps of seemingly gorgeous Mortal Dust Aura.
He doesn't even need to talk to people, he just needs to feel the pulse of their lives, and he can absorb a huge amount of human power.
However, Benjamin often focuses not on the refined Mortal Dust Aura, but on the special Talisman Seal in the Dantian that can refine Mortal Dust Aura.
"It's amazing. It's just a Talisman Seal that is not too complicated, but it can independently store and create concepts out of thin air - "Benjamin." Look at the Mortal Dust Aura that was extracted from the inside. I couldn't help but touch my chin curiously.
Although after so many years of research, Benjamin himself knew that the technology of extracting concepts and making things out of nothing was not within his reach, but he still couldn't help but be curious.
"It is incomprehensible that it can even play the same role in completely different planes or even worlds. This shows that these things themselves contain fixed rules similar to those of sixth-level wizards. Do they have an exaggerated technical level?"
The steps he took forward quietly changed, the movement trajectory of his body changed, and he accurately avoided the two arms trying to reach for his money bag.
After taking a look at the two frightened and thin children, Benjamin was silent for a moment, took out two copper coins and threw them to them.
He turned around and continued thinking about his own affairs and walked forward, "It seems that the technical content of this special method in Immortal Cultivation World is much higher than that of most offensive spells."
"Fortunately, because most of Immortal Cultivation System's spells need to move the heaven and earth Spiritual Power, the effect is not good in Wizard World. I mainly practiced this special method before, and I can focus my attention on this aspect in the future." Benjamin thought secretly in his mind.
After all, his ability to fight and save his life is sufficient at this stage.
If you really want to encounter an enemy that you can't defeat, it would be wishful thinking to rely on the monks' spells that cannot be used to mobilize Spiritual Power to get out of trouble. It is better to focus more on these special methods.
Looking up at the sky, Benjamin turned around and walked unsteadily towards the Adventurer Guild.
In addition to collecting Mortal Dust Aura, Benjamin also plans to release a task in the "Drunken Dolphin" tavern to collect Hundred Flower Dew one by one.
This thing is simple to collect, it is just the dew condensed on flower petals in the morning. The only important point is that the more types of flowers, the better.
This kind of dew mixed with the essence of various flowers can be condensed into "Hundred Flower Dew" with related concepts through exclusive methods. This thing can be used to assist in refining medicine and warming the soul. It is also a pretty good material.
Noren Academy is full of Magic Potion. It's not impossible to collect, but the "price" is too dark. There's nothing wrong with collecting a small amount for experimentation. If you collect it on a large scale, you're just taking advantage of yourself.
It would be too troublesome to collect these things by yourself. Fortunately, now that Stability has his residence in Golden Port, he can finally collect them on a large scale.
The rewards for the tasks released by Benjamin are extremely generous: for every small cup (about two hundred milliliters) of Hundred Flower Dew, you can get one gold coin.
This is undoubtedly a sky-high price among the generally poor group of adventurers, and even the half-Orc bartender whose expression has never changed can't bear it.
"Jack, are you crazy? A gold coin for a cup of dew?!" The half-Orc bartender listened to Benjamin's request, his stubby eyebrows were almost twisted into twists, and his eyes were filled with incredible greed, "Are you planning to make all the flowers of Golden Port bald?!"
Benjamin just calmly threw a gold coin as a deposit, and the gold coin turned several times on the wooden table with a crisp sound.
"You only need to issue the mission, and you don't have to worry about anything else." His tone was cold, with a trace of unquestionable majesty.
The semi-Orc bartender immediately calmed down his expression, rubbed his hands, put the gold coins into his pocket, and went to post the task.
As soon as the news spread, all Golden Port adventurers were excited.
A few days later, it was the day when Benjamin accepted Hundred Flower Dew for the first time.
There was a long queue outside the tavern. Adventurers, civilians, and even some guys who looked like farmers on the outskirts of the city were all dressed in various costumes, all holding bottles and jars of various sizes, which they thought contained "Hundred Flower Dew".
Benjamin is sitting by the window on the second floor, and the half-Orc bartender is responsible for calling the number.
The first one to step forward was a lean thief. He smiled flatteringly and handed over a sealed bottle.
Benjamin took the bottle with calm eyes.
A necklace quietly appeared in his hand. The gems inlaid in the necklace exuded an imperceptible light, like a sophisticated magic detection tool.
In fact, this is just a cover-up, what really works is the method of operation of Benjamin.
He just shook it gently, and the liquid in the bottle instantly turned turbid and gave off a faint earthy smell.
"This was dug out of a mud pit, right?" Benjamin's voice was calm.
The smile on the thief's face froze, his eyes flickered, and he was about to argue, but Benjamin had already thrown the bottle back to him.
"Next."
The next few are similar, with various diluted ones, mixed with ordinary water, and even ones directly pretending to be river water.
Benjamin can identify it instantly just by shaking it with his "magic tool".
"Humph! What are you pretending to be!" The expressions of several strong, farmer-looking men began to turn ugly.
They worked hard to collect a large jar of "dew", but this young man saw through it at a glance, and they were naturally unconvinced.
One of the farmers, who was muscular and had a sinister look on his face, took a step forward and said in a loud voice, "Boy, don't think that just because you are pretending to be a ghost, you can not give us money! We have worked hard ---"
As he spoke, a big hand quietly reached out to Benjamin's collar, trying to use force to show off.
Benjamin glanced at him expressionlessly. He didn't move at all. Just at the moment when the opponent's palm was about to touch, he kicked out like lightning, hitting the farmer's calf bone accurately.
Click!
Accompanied by a blood-curdling sound of bone cracking, the farmer's huge body stiffened instantly, and then let out a heart-rending scream. He fell to the ground holding his calves, and his face was covered with painful cold sweat.
The faces of the remaining farmers turned pale in an instant, and their original arrogance disappeared instantly. They shrank back one by one, not even daring to breathe or speak loudly.
The tavern fell into dead silence again, and everyone witnessed Benjamin's merciless attack.
Only some adventurers who had experienced the ruthlessness of "Jack" appeared calm and composed, and even had a sense of pride that they were well-informed and looked down upon others.
Benjamin originally thought that he would not receive any useful materials this time, but he did not expect to give Benjamin an unexpected surprise during the subsequent acceptance inspection.
"Sir, these are Hundred Flower Dew collected in my garden."
A servant who was white in starch clothes but still clean and tidy respectfully handed over a small wooden bottle, which contained crystal clear dew.
Compared to other people's large and small cans, the amount of dew in this small bottle is really not that much.
Benjamin took it, the necklace flashed, and then his eyes lit up.
He found that the dew in this bottle was of extremely high quality, and the various floral scents contained in it proved its purity.
"Three gold coins." Benjamin directly gave him three gold coins and said calmly.
The servant had a look of surprise on his face and thanked him repeatedly.
Immediately afterwards, several more servants dressed similarly came.
Although the weights of the Hundred Flower Dew they sent varied, without exception, they all met the requirements of Benjamin.
Benjamin narrowed his eyes, and he could probably understand that these were servants of small nobles who were originally wealthy, but their income had dropped sharply due to the urgency of the war.
In order to maintain the dignity of their master's family, nobles are also willing to accept such high-paying tasks.
Moreover, they have their own gardens, which makes it easier to collect. Coupled with their "self-esteem" as nobles, they are more honest than those greedy farmers.
Finally, a little orphan who looked like he was only seven or eight years old and dressed in shabby clothes timidly squeezed to the front of the team, holding an old earthen pottery bottle in his hand.
In the bottle, there was only a thin layer but extremely clear Hundred Flower Dew little orphan's eyes, as if he was afraid that Benjamin would throw away his "dew" like he did with other people.
Benjamin took the bottle. Under the light of the necklace, this bottle of Hundred Flower Dew also exuded a pure luster.
He gave the little orphan a silver coin and a few more copper coins. "Well done."
The little orphan stared blankly at the silver coin in his hand, his eyes instantly filled with crystal tears, and then he ran away with the coin as if he had woken up.
Looking at all this, Benjamin couldn't help but sigh.
In the education he had received, "simple" and "farmer" were almost equated.
He originally thought that the poor people would surprise him, after all, they needed money more.
But unexpectedly, they were extremely cunning and tried every means to adulterate it.
On the contrary, those who have some dignity appear to be more pure.
"Moral level has nothing to do with origin or occupation, it is only related to the person himself---"
After understanding this level, Benjamin feels that his soul seems to be a little more transparent.
This kind of world situation is undoubtedly a different kind of training for him.