Chapter 134 Basic Human Puppetry Spell
Relatively speaking, the value of the Evolution Elixir was somewhat lower compared to the firearms improved by William. After all, a one-star Evolution Elixir was easier to obtain, while the craftsman's work was rare and hard to come by.
If it were any other formula, William would rather pay more Evolution Elixir than casually sell his improved firearms to others.
But ever since he saw this formula, he was tempted and didn't hesitate to trade a gray-level handgun for it.
This formula for the basic Human Puppetry spell he acquired was different from other ordinary formulas.
Strictly speaking, formulas were divided into two categories: one was professional formulas, which were those that match specific professions. For example, the craftsman's exclusive blueprint Warblade Moon Sand. Or the Hiking Potion that was still in William's space crystal, which was the Pharmacist's exclusive formula.
While the other category was formulas that did not require a specific profession, only specifying the materials needed. These could be made by anyone as long as the requirements on the formula were met.
And this basic Human Puppetry spell belonged to the latter category.
Although such formulas that anyone could make have low requirements from the user, they had high requirements for materials to be used. The total value of the materials needed was usually several times that of those exclusive formulas of the same level.
Take this basic Human Puppetry spell, for example. The formula required: 1. A dying person. 2. 10.5 ounces of zombie blood. 3. A blood pool (500 pounds of mutated animal blood). 4. Five Magic Crystals (level two or above). 5. A bottle of one-star potion.
Anyone seeing such conditions at this time would have a headache, and it was no wonder that neither Marcus, Brady, nor Simon had much interest in this formula.
Just the requirement of five level-two Magic Crystals alone was enough to make ordinary one-star Evolving persons shy away.
And this was just the requirement for making an Iron corpse using the basic Human Puppetry spell. And the requirements for a more advanced Copper corpse were even more demanding and harder to obtain.
William had heard of stories about Human Puppetry being made with this formula in his previous life. He had even seen a Silver Corpse, which was so powerful that it made the six-star Evolving person William afraid.
This was another reason that prompted him to trade his improved firearms for the formula.
Although the requirements were challenging to obtain, William felt he could still make it.
Crushing the formula to learn it, William felt the powerful Human Puppetry already beckoning to him.
Back at his place, William directly gave David a bottle of the improved Evolution Elixir, which made David, a grown man, cry.
It was understandable; anyone who has gone through such hellish days would yearn for power and strength. If someone could fulfill that wish at this time, it would undoubtedly move them deeply.
Anthony and Donovan looked on with extreme envy. They had already realized that something as hard to obtain as the Evolution Elixir for them was like a pack of cigarettes from a convenience store to William, something he could just grab.
At the same time, they had a thought, 'if I could join this team, then...'
So both of them looked at William with burning eyes of desire.
Dinner was very sumptuous. William used his cultivation skill on the cabbage growing on the rooftop, making the sprouted greens grow significantly taller. Although they could still only be called baby cabbages, adding some to the meat soup made it so delicious that everyone was completely immersed in the taste. Even William ate more than usual.
After nightfall, the base fell into darkness, with only the eastern district showing some light. Other areas had at most a few bonfires.
The survivors went to bed early to save their energy so that they could last longer despite the shortage of food. Occasionally, gunshots could be heard, sometimes very intense, indicating that mutated creatures were attacking the guards in the underground tunnels. However, people were used to it; as long as the fight didn't reach the surface, it had nothing to do with them.
William sat quietly in his room, resting with his eyes closed. He planned to visit the level-two roulette tonight and, if possible, to obtain a two-star Evolution Elixir.
Caleb was a bit anxious, not knowing why Simon, who usually looked down on him, had suddenly called him here after nightfall. Standing outside Simon's door, he rubbed his hands vigorously, not feeling the pain from his injuries.
Thinking of his wife who had just come to him, Caleb took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Someone answered, "Come in."
A voice that sounded very kind came from inside. It was Simon's signature voice.
Pushing the door open, he saw a chubby man sunk into a leather chair, smiling at him. Caleb quickly walked over, bowed his head, and said, "Mr. King."
Simon replied, "No need to be so formal. I'm just a cook. You can call me Simon."
The chubby man laughed heartily, waving his big hand in the air, creating a breeze.
Next to him was a lit desk lamp. In the entire base, only Simon and Brady had the privilege of enjoying the light produced by a generator.
"Mr. King, you, you called me here..." Caleb mentioned and was very nervous, even more so than when he had met high-ranking officials before. After all, high-ranking officials could at most affect his career, but this man in front of him could take his life at any time.
"I've heard about Secretary Flores before, admired him for a long time. It's a pity, he didn't make it through the initial mutation wave. What a pity," Simon remarked as he stroked his short hair, clicking his tongue in lament. However, not a trace of sorrow or remembrance could be seen on his face.
Caleb forced a smile, unsure of how to respond.
"Caleb, I heard your wife came to the base to find you today?" Simon changed the subject and started talking about Michelle. He praised, "It's impressive for someone to make it from a city full of zombies to Hope Base. She's such a tough lady."
Caleb was stunned, wondering how Simon had gotten this information.
Simon said slyly, "I've also admired the famous Officer Smith for a long time. Caleb, when will you bring her to meet me? Let's get acquainted, exchange pleasantries, and foster friendship."
Opening his mouth, Caleb felt a growing sense of foreboding.
Perhaps because he had become an Evolving person, Simon rarely spoke in such a roundabout way. Now, having said so much, he was getting impatient.
He suddenly straightened up and said, "Let's cut to the chase. I really like your wife, Caleb. How about we arrange a meeting sometime?"
Even if Caleb were a fool, he would understand Simon's meaning now. At this moment, he was already pale with shock.
'This chubby guy had a thing for Michelle?!' Caleb thought in disbelief.
