Chapter 361

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Chapter 361: The Advice From the Pharmacist

When Jesse woke up from bed, it was already afternoon, and the sky was getting a bit dark.

Jesse remembered the so-called real Thelsamar blood sausage from the morning, at least it wasn’t bear colon sashimi with filling.

The blood and meat sauce inside was also half-cooked, but at least it was well-seasoned. The taste wasn’t too strange for Jesse, who had eaten raw hammerhead shark meat before. The visual effect was quite amazing.

As for the sheep brain… Although it had a strong sheepy smell when eaten, Jesse, who had enjoyed eating brains in a past life, had not eaten sheep brain in a long time. This time, being able to taste the unusual world sheep brain, he felt quite satisfied.

Greed was still sound asleep in bed. Jesse planned to go to the herb shop in the town or the Alchemy Room while it was still early to inquire about Mire Beast glands.

Leaving the inn and walking to the street, there were more dwarfs crowded here in the afternoon, making the main street of Thelsamar seem unbearably crowded.

Many dwarf hunters coming back from the lake were dragging various types of fish, wild boars, and other prey, panting heavily.

As one dwarf passed by Jesse, he said, "Try the beer-battered wild boar ribs, human. The meat of a Goretusk can’t compare to the wild boars in Loch Modan; they’re fattier. The wild boars here live well, are lazy, after all, they can find food anywhere they want, so they are perfect for fattening up. And you have to admit, the beer here must be better than Stormwind’s, right? And when it comes to barbecue, Bronzebeard dwarfs are definitely more skilled than humans."

The bad news hit Jesse hard and he couldn’t even argue back.

But he still honestly asked, "I will try it, sir, may I know if there is a Herbalist in town?"

"Yes," the dwarf pointed downhill and said, "Walk down there, follow the narrow road southward, you will see a cave, the best Herbalist in town lives there."

"Thank you, sir."

Following the dwarf’s directions, Jesse arrived at the cave where an elderly dwarf was standing on a stool cleaning the bookshelves.

"Excuse me," Jesse coughed and asked, "Sir, I am looking for a gland from a Mire Beast used for storing water, do you have it here?"

"What do you need that for?" asked the dwarf as he turned around.

"I need it to make a special potion, I am asking for an Alchemist," Jesse replied.

"It’s not that I don’t want to help you, human," the old dwarf said, "The Mire Beasts in the wetlands do not have that, they can simply draw water from the wetlands to grow. The relatives you mentioned with glands are called Shrubs Walkers, or Shrub Beasts. They survive in arid areas by stealing water from other plants or animals to sustain themselves, then retaining a bit to grow their bodies, so they need huge water storage organs, wherever those monsters go, the area becomes arid!"

Jesse asked, "Are there such monsters in the southern wilderness?"

The dwarf replied, "No, long ago these bush beasts in the wilderness became extinct because they couldn’t create their own water. They turned areas into wastelands and eventually perished themselves. If you want one of those monsters, you may have to go to another continent."

Jesse thought to himself that he knew he had to go to the desert on another continent, as this land only had this one wilderness.

The dwarf added, "I have a spore of a Wetland Mire Beast here… You can try to cultivate a small Mire Beast yourself, human. Place it in a dry environment without a stable water source, and it will gradually grow into the form you desire."

Jesse asked in amazement, "Is that possible?"

The dwarf said, "I once raised a poisonous Mire Beast that looked completely different from the Wetland Mire Beast. I believe the bush beasts in the dry wilderness can also be cultivated in this way! Of course, I can’t be completely sure. Are you and the Alchemist who sent you here not willing to try?"

Jesse asked, "How much?"

The dwarf replied, "Twelve silver coins. I will go get it for you."

Shortly after, the old dwarf came out carrying a glass jar the size of a milk powder can, saying, "Here it is!"

Jesse looked at the pale green mushroom-like ghostly things inside, wondering if this little thing could grow into a huge creature and attack him.

"How long will it take for this to grow big?" Jesse asked.

The dwarf said, "If the conditions are right, it could grow as big as you in a few weeks to months. With the correct nurturing, it would be almost ready at that time."

Next, Jesse needed to go to Uldaman, and it would be inconvenient to bring this thing along. So, he said, "Sir, I won’t buy it now because I’m heading south. I’m afraid I might break this jar on the way. Can I pay half now and pick it up later?"

"That’s fine," the shopkeeper nodded, looking at Jesse’s ring, and said, "Leave your name, mage, and we’ll use the name on this ring as confirmation."

Jesse took out a piece of paper, wrote his name, placed a silver coin, and asked, "Sir, do you know about the ancient ruins discovered by the Dark Iron Dwarves in the southern wastelands?"

"Discovered by the Dark Iron Tribe?" the old dwarf said indignantly, "It was actually ancient ruins discovered by explorers from Ironforge, now taken over by the Dark Iron Dwarves. Do you know how many skilled geologists and adventurers Ironforge sacrificed to dig that mysterious temple?"

"I’m sorry, sir…" Jesse quickly said, "I only heard about a Dark Iron Dwarves mining site there, besides that, I know nothing."

"For the sake of the Lordaeron Alliance, I will overlook it," the old dwarf took the paper and continued, "The Dark Iron Dwarves realized the significance of that place early on. Anyway, it’s not like the ruins at the Ironband Excavation Site to the east or the dig site in the Wetlands. The Dark Iron Tribe takes that place very seriously."

Jesse asked, "If Ironforge had excavated that ruin earlier, did they leave behind any blueprints or anything?"

"Are you part of an adventuring party too? Aren’t you a spellcaster?" the dwarf glanced at his ring and said, "I remember only spellcasters wear these kinds of rings."

"I am indeed a spellcaster, sir," Jesse said. "I am working on a project connecting ancient ruins with magic…"

"That’s quite a big project you’ve chosen, going to the Ironband Excavation Site to inquire, spellcaster," the old dwarf said. "I’m just a healer, but there are survivors there who have explored that mysterious ruin, they know much more than I do."