Rigg was about to stuff Lord Bead into his socks again. Eva had already walked over with a tray. Looking at the steaming millet porridge in the tray, Rigg looked at his mother and said in surprise: Mom, isn’t breakfast every day bread?
Son, you got sick yesterday, it was easier for patients to absorb porridge and it would be better!Eva took the plate and touched Rig's head pamperedly: Eat quickly, if you feel uncomfortable, I won't go to school today...
Although I know that her son is not a study material, Eva still has a close eye on Rig's usual schooling. In her words, even if she is a gangster, you must be educated, otherwise you will be played and lying down sooner or later. I have to say that Eva is a great mother with a long-term vision!
Seeing his mother leave, Rigg's eyes were slightly wet. Thinking of Eva's hard work in the store day and night, Rigg whispered: Saler, what did you say just now?Treasure?
It's Ah, treasure!Zhuzi said proudly: I am Lord Sale who has lived for more than a thousand years. I have experienced the great miracle of 148 life-sharing people. It should be natural to know one or two treasures!
So do we Crete have treasures?Rigg asked with concern.
Sale was silent for a moment before slowly saying: This... I have to wait for you to bury it later...
Does the Principality of Plato have treasures?Regg thought to himself that the Principality was not big, if there were any, it would be worth it to dig it out.
Saler was silent for a long time again before saying: It seems that he has not buried him either!
Then where is Ah?Rigg couldn't help but get angry and was about to change the place where Lord Zhuzi would not leave his body.
I know that the only thing closest to Crete is the Southern Xinjiang Forest!Saal shouted hurriedly.
Southern Xinjiang forest?Rigg took a breath: The ancient battlefield of the elves?
Some of the forests in southern Xinjiang border the Principality of Plato, but it is not too far away. However, it is still a dream to go there alone with a fifteen-year-old hooligan.
The legendary elves' ancient battlefield is full of miasma and poisonous fog, as well as ferocious beasts and weird man-eating flowers. Even the agile adventurers have always regarded the Southern Xinjiang forest as a forbidden zone. Only large mercenary guilds will organize large groups of people into the forest in groups.
According to legend, before the Elf Empire disappeared, it left a large number of rare treasures buried deep in the forest. The wealth that was rich enough to rival the country made countless adventurers flock to it, but no one has ever really found the treasure of the Elf Empire.
Sale, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, the mysterious and evil devil core No. 47, actually said that it knew the treasure location of the Elf Empire buried in the forest in the southern Xinjiang. Regg didn't want to pay attention to it, but after hearing it speak it decently, it couldn't help but feel skeptical again.
Sale is very skillful in seducing people, for example, what it said to Rigg: What?Are all the treasures of the Elf Empire gold and silver?Don’t joke, elves are the creatures that hate metal the most. How can they collect gold and silver for their own treasures? Even the dwarves who like to collect metal the most are just collecting pure gold and mitral. Only humans regard ordinary gold and silver as treasures!
Lord Sale, who was eloquent, was speechless as if it had.
The treasure of the elves is many rare and precious plant seeds... There were many exquisite works of art in their palaces, but in the fierce war, the palaces of the Elf Empire and the artworks there were all turned into ashes in the war. The only ones that remained were the plant seeds that they buried deep in the forest as if they regarded as life!
Hearing this, Rigg asked a very technical question: Then what should we do to dig those plant seeds?Are you going to upgrade Ampa Inn to Ampa Flower Shop?
Stupid human Ah!Lord Zhuzi lamented for the 130th time for his life sharing IQ, and said in a tone of regret: How can an elves leave ordinary flower seeds? Not to mention anything else, just the elves' tree of life. Do you know the tree of life?
Seeing the little hooligan shook his head without knowledge, Saler then remembered the profession of the symbiosis, and smiled bitterly: Elf, you know, ordinary elves have a long lifespan. If there is no accident, there is no problem at all to live for hundreds of years. Why?It is because they regard the fruits of the Tree of Life as food. The grain made from the Tree of Life can be as small as a piece of food, so that people can avoid hunger for a day. Eating them for a long time can also increase people's lives...
Oh, can that person live to hundreds of years old after eating?The little gangster asked with interest.
That's impossible!Sale said very knowledgeably: Human physiques are different from those of elves. If you eat the fruit of life for a long time, you can only live more than ten years longer than your original lifespan.
Seeing the little hooligan's face showing a disappointed look, Lord Zhuzi said in pain: Do you think the lifespan of more than ten years has been shortened?Those rich people among you humans spend tens of millions of gold coins in order to live one more day, let alone live more than ten years...
Then let’s dig the seeds of this tree of life!Rigg immediately took the board!
Seeing that the little hooligan agreed so simply, Saler became suspicious: Before I could introduce you to other seeds, you decided to go?
Of course I went!Rig said firmly: You, I, will be smoking my life for ten days a day now. If I don’t get more fruits of life, how can I make up for you to absorb my life?
... Lord Sale was speechless and fell into silence.
But some bad bead whispered in my heart: You idiot, even if you find the seeds of the tree of life and plant it and grow and bear fruit, it will take at least hundreds of years... Have you lived that long?
Of course, the wise and great Lord Zhuzi will never show it to the little hooligan. The great devil core master is not afraid of anything, just because he is afraid that the gangster is not educated, especially when this little hooligan is still in control of a series of terrifying biological weapons such as smelly socks and horse manure!
Since I decided to go to the forests of southern Xinjiang to dig the seeds left by the elves, it is the legendary treasure, the little hooligan began to plan his travel schedule.
The first step is to convince the consent of Eva's mother, who is working as another promising innkeeper. After all, Eva is the highest leader and lifelong consul of the Ampa Inn. No movement can escape her wise eyes, let alone how Rigg calculates it. Even if the Golden Seed Plan is implemented the most smoothly, it will take nearly a month.
If you keep your family for a month without reason, the little hooligan felt that when Eva's mother saw her again, she would definitely abandon the promise of not letting her join the army and send herself to Uncle Hank's city defense force to be a pity soldier in green clothes!
Uncle Hank inherited the glorious tradition of his late father. He always treated his green soldiers like a gangster. Thinking of Uncle Hank's strange torture methods, Rig firmly believed that his father in heaven would definitely assist Uncle Hank in those harmful things!
Uncle Hank has never been fighting alone with his soldiers!He is not alone!
Even if the problem of taking leave from his mother was solved, Rig still faces a larger and long-standing problem, that is, the money problem.
Money has never been the biggest problem, but the biggest problem is often the absence of money!
The fifteen-year-old hooligan now deeply understands the confusion of this biggest problem that is not the biggest problem!
According to Sale's statistics, just preparing to go to the forests of southern Xinjiang, it costs five gold coins or even more, not to mention having to bring some money to prevent accidents!
According to the unchanging and creative currency conversion rate of the Principality of Plato, five hundred silver coins and five thousand bronzes... Tianjianke Pity, the profit of Ampa Inn in one month is less than one thousand bronzes!
The little hooligan didn't dare to ask his mother to invest in the hotel for six months to make him dig seeds with a crazy bead... So before solving the first mother's problem and the second money problem, a third problem arose, that is, the money-making problem!
However, the purpose of going to the Southern Xinjiang Forest is to solve the tuition and travel expenses for going to the San Hualong Empire, which is ultimately a problem of money.
In order to get that large amount of money, the little hooligan has to get this little money first. The volatile life of life has left the fifteen-year-old little hooligan deeply trapped in extreme confusion.
The wise and great Lord Salle was also very distressed. It has never been a responsible shared life. The only purpose of its existence is to absorb the lives of one fool who came to the door voluntarily or involuntarily. However, over the past thousand years, it has been well-informed and has fallen into the hands of a little hooligan with smelly socks and horse manure. Lord Salle had to lament the impermanence of life and lament that the good days of not worrying about the nobles are gone forever!
Two hooligans, one hooligan and one bead are stupid and the other are stunned. They got together and thought of many ways to pay for the travel expenses of the five hundred silver coins...
Let's go and grab the bank's carriage!The little hooligan obviously has the bad nature of upgrading to a bandit, and he proposed a very pornographic and violent method.
Although I can rebound the damage you suffered, are you sure that you can still carry those wallets after I have doubled your vitality?Lord Sale did not hide it at all: This time is not the small scene that last time. The vitality that has been absorbed twice is definitely more than thirty days. No matter how little it is, I guess it will reach at least 100 days of intensity...
Thinking of his weak appearance last time, he almost didn't even have the strength to walk, Rigg couldn't help but shivered, shook his head, and kicked the question: What should you do if you talk about money?
I said money...Isn't going to the forests of southern Xinjiang just to dig seeds and sell them?I have already made the idea of making money!The wise devil core master will never easily jump into the logical trap, so it answers with confidence.
Toll fee Ah!I'm talking about the travel fee Ah!Rigg roared.
Lord Sale was silent for a while before he said carefully: In fact... Selling oneself as a slave is a good choice...
You sold yourself as a slave, your whole family sold you as a slave, and your ancestors all sold you as slaves... The little hooligan cursed.
I'm just suggesting.Lord Sale laughed a little dryly: Actually...even if you sell it... you can't be worth five gold coins...
... The little hooligan now doesn't even have the courage to scold people. If he really wants to sell himself as a slave, he is really worth the price of five gold coins!
The turning point of things is often when the willow trees are all black... The little hooligan feels that this sentence makes sense. Just when he and Lord Zhuzi are helpless, an opportunity that falls from the sky actually falls in front of him.
Rig, have you heard of a group of adventurers coming from the capital?The little gangster's companion is of course another little gangster. The little black fish, who often comes to Ampa's hotel to eat, drink and work as a white-worker, said to Rig mysteriously that day.
Since Rigg performed a show on the street to praise Bob and others with one against three, his status has been slightly improved among the little hooligans near Ampa Inn.
The little black fish has a little bit of what he wants to recognize as Rig as the boss. Of course, maybe the more important reason is that the bread that Eva baked really tastes good.
Adventurer?During this period, Rig was absorbed by a bad core and was ten times faster than usual, so he was not very energetic. He glanced at the little black fish and said lazily: Where did they come from?
The capital of the Principality, Ah, a big city!In the eyes of a little gangster like Little Black Fish, Sandonia, the capital of the Principality of Plato, is not only the largest city in the Principality, but also the largest city in the world he knows. It is a great achievement to know a few guests from Sandonia, even if they are just adventurers.
Where are they going from Ah from Sandonia?Rig asked lazily as if he was dealing with it.
They are going to the forests of southern Xinjiang and looking for guides everywhere in Crete!Little Black Fish said proudly: However, these local buns obviously don’t have much money, and the price they give is half less than that of the previous Mercenary Guild, so there is no guide willing to go.
Southern Xinjiang forest?Rig immediately became energetic, sat up straight and asked immediately: Where are they?
The Adventurers Association office, where else can it be?The little black fish yawned and looked around and tried to find the bread left in the store for Eva and Rigg in the morning.
Adventurers Association Office?Rig rushed out of the inn, and Eva's shout came from behind: Son, where are you going crazy again?...Little black fish, put down my bread and if you want to eat it, go and mop the floor first!
The Principality of Plato did not have its own adventurers association, nor its own mercenary guild, so such organizations in the Principality of Plato were divided into the Continental Adventurers Association and the Continental Mercenary guild established in the St. Wallon Empire.
Small towns like Crete combine the offices of the two organizations into one and set up together, with a dilapidated storefront, both the Mainland Mercenary Guild and the Mainland Adventurers Association Office. Adventurers in San Warlon all call themselves adventurers, and they sound like they are higher than ordinary adventurers, but most of them are as poor as adventurers in other countries.
When Rig rushed into the two-in-one office like a wind, he saw the old man in the usually despicable gatekeeper trying to stroke his greasy coat that he had not changed for ten years, and said to several strangers with a solemn look: As the chief consul of the Mainland Adventurers Association in Crete, the Principal of Plato, I have to say that guests from afar, your eyes are keen and wise. Crete has the guide that the entire Principality knows and is most familiar with the Southern Xinjiang forest. Each of them has reached the deepest part of the Southern Xinjiang forest, and their price is only fifty silver coins a day... Think about it, dear adventurers, you can be close to the legendary elves treasures and within easy reach...
We said that the price is too high!Although the clear and soft voice sounded pleasant, it was full of helplessness: Uncle John, it took at least two months to enter and exit the southern Xinjiang forest. The cost of thirty gold coins was too expensive. We could only pay at most ten gold coins, which was already the limit of our "Victory Team".
Victory Squad?Rigg has also met adventurers several times in his inn and knew that they all like to name their teams with strange names. The names of adventurers are often not as prestigious as the mercenaries. Of course, they are not as rich as the mercenaries, but the interesting situation is that most adventurers are much more skilled than those mercenaries!
Mercenaries rely on large numbers of people and powerful people to undertake large-scale merchant escorts and war hirings, which is more comfortable than adventurers. If there were only three or five mercenaries, even if they had familiar guides, they would never dare to enter the forests of southern Xinjiang.
And the number of people in this victory team in front of them is only five.
Three women, two men, and three women obviously dominate. The one who is negotiating with the old man in the hall was a red-haired female swordsman. She was tall but graceful, giving people an extremely plump and hot feeling. Even if she was not very glamorous, she could not hide her turbulent curves. The tight clothes under the breastplate made the tiny waist look just enough to hold it, her buttocks were high and round, tight and full of flesh, while her thighs were slender and strong, full of strength, without any fat.
The high-end riding boots under the tight breeches made her sexy look even more wild.
Under the red hair of this female swordsman, there was a pretty face. Although the lines on this face were as bright as a knife, it did not damage her beauty. Instead, it showed a more arrogant temperament. Even the fifteen-year-old hooligan couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
The best girl Ah!Lord Sale was already screaming in thrillingly, and every syllable that came into Rigg's ear was filled with lewd confusion: Rigg, come to her!Come to her... According to my observations and analysis of humans over thousands of years, this girl must be a virgin. It will be enough for me to spend three days with her once!
Only three days?The little hooligan curled his lips with some disdain. Lord Zhuzi said angrily: Find out, I have absorbed your vitality every day for ten days. In other words, if you go to her, it will be worth your thirty days of aging. Will you settle the score?
Thirty days Ah!Rig was immediately moved. Looking at the hot-bodied female adventurer, he had the urge to pounce on him for a moment. Of course, it had nothing to do with porn. The fifteen-year-old hooligan was not yet mature enough to learn to appreciate plump mature women. According to his nature, he still felt that the little daughter of the tailor shop owner with small freckles on her face next to the Ampa Inn was more seductive.
Neither the old concierge nor the adventurers turned their attention to Rig standing at the door and looking around. After all, there will be many such children in any town, and the two-in-one office is a public place that does not refuse anyone, so the negotiations between the two sides are still going on.
No one has entered the forests of southern Xinjiang with you for ten gold coins!The old man in the concierge shook his head at the red-haired female swordsman with a serious face: At least you can't hire a guide for this price in Crete, or you can go to the forest to wait. If you are lucky, you will meet a hunter or woodcutter who agrees to this price there... But as a staff member of the Adventurers Association, I have the obligation to remind you: The guide should be professional!
The red-haired swordsman looked at the companions behind him, sighed softly, and shook his head. The five adventurers had obviously come here many times, but they all got the same answers. They walked out of Rig silently. Rig was stunned for a moment and followed quietly until they were far away from the office gate. They caught up quickly and waved to them: Hey, a few, do you want to go to the Southern Xinjiang Forest?
Several adventurers looked at the little guy who was only fifteen years old in surprise. The beautiful red-haired female swordsman who was obviously the leader hesitated for a moment, nodded, and whispered to Rig: Yes, do you know the guide?
Rig pointed at himself without hesitation: I'll take you there!
you?Several adventurers looked at each other, and a man was already yelling and scolding: Little guy, stop making trouble here, how old are you?Have you ever seen the edge of the forest in southern Xinjiang?
The little hooligan's face turned red. He had never seen the edge of the southern forest, but he calmed down immediately. He had a thousand-year-old monster in his arms who even knew where the elf treasure was buried. Rage raised his head and said to the adventurer who was much taller than him: I can take you to the destination and collect the money!
The adventurers hesitated for a moment, and the red-haired female swordsman asked: How much do you want to charge?
The little gangster stretched out one hand: Five gold coins!Before several surprised adventurers could speak, the little hooligan said again: But you have to prepare travel things for me, those things are worth five gold coins.
The red-haired female swordsman frowned: Don’t these things come from the guide?
The little hooligan said calmly: Travel utensils are also worth a lot of money. Every time I come out, I sell them!
Looking at the face of the little hooligan with a confident senior guide, the red-haired swordsman couldn't help but hesitate. She turned around and discussed with her friends for a few words before turning back to the little hooligan and said: We have to assess you first and see the roadmap you have taken!
With Sale, the cheater, the little hooligan would not care about these insignificant tests. He nodded and said: I live in the Ampa Inn on East Street, you guys come with me!
Seeing the little hooligan leading the way in front of him casually, the adventurers became even more confused, and the male adventurers even said softly: Wen, can you believe this little guy?
Just follow and take a look!The red-haired swordsman Wen said lightly: We also have a map in our hands. If we can't get along with him, then he is just a little liar who wants to make money.If he can get along, he also said that he would only charge money when he takes us to his destination, which is also very safe.
However, he is too young... Another female adventurer murmured in a low voice: Moreover, this guy is obviously not a good person!
Wen laughed: What bad things can there be done in front of us adventurers?
Several adventurers immediately laughed with confidence.
Son, you got sick yesterday, it was easier for patients to absorb porridge and it would be better!Eva took the plate and touched Rig's head pamperedly: Eat quickly, if you feel uncomfortable, I won't go to school today...
Although I know that her son is not a study material, Eva still has a close eye on Rig's usual schooling. In her words, even if she is a gangster, you must be educated, otherwise you will be played and lying down sooner or later. I have to say that Eva is a great mother with a long-term vision!
Seeing his mother leave, Rigg's eyes were slightly wet. Thinking of Eva's hard work in the store day and night, Rigg whispered: Saler, what did you say just now?Treasure?
It's Ah, treasure!Zhuzi said proudly: I am Lord Sale who has lived for more than a thousand years. I have experienced the great miracle of 148 life-sharing people. It should be natural to know one or two treasures!
So do we Crete have treasures?Rigg asked with concern.
Sale was silent for a moment before slowly saying: This... I have to wait for you to bury it later...
Does the Principality of Plato have treasures?Regg thought to himself that the Principality was not big, if there were any, it would be worth it to dig it out.
Saler was silent for a long time again before saying: It seems that he has not buried him either!
Then where is Ah?Rigg couldn't help but get angry and was about to change the place where Lord Zhuzi would not leave his body.
I know that the only thing closest to Crete is the Southern Xinjiang Forest!Saal shouted hurriedly.
Southern Xinjiang forest?Rigg took a breath: The ancient battlefield of the elves?
Some of the forests in southern Xinjiang border the Principality of Plato, but it is not too far away. However, it is still a dream to go there alone with a fifteen-year-old hooligan.
The legendary elves' ancient battlefield is full of miasma and poisonous fog, as well as ferocious beasts and weird man-eating flowers. Even the agile adventurers have always regarded the Southern Xinjiang forest as a forbidden zone. Only large mercenary guilds will organize large groups of people into the forest in groups.
According to legend, before the Elf Empire disappeared, it left a large number of rare treasures buried deep in the forest. The wealth that was rich enough to rival the country made countless adventurers flock to it, but no one has ever really found the treasure of the Elf Empire.
Sale, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, the mysterious and evil devil core No. 47, actually said that it knew the treasure location of the Elf Empire buried in the forest in the southern Xinjiang. Regg didn't want to pay attention to it, but after hearing it speak it decently, it couldn't help but feel skeptical again.
Sale is very skillful in seducing people, for example, what it said to Rigg: What?Are all the treasures of the Elf Empire gold and silver?Don’t joke, elves are the creatures that hate metal the most. How can they collect gold and silver for their own treasures? Even the dwarves who like to collect metal the most are just collecting pure gold and mitral. Only humans regard ordinary gold and silver as treasures!
Lord Sale, who was eloquent, was speechless as if it had.
The treasure of the elves is many rare and precious plant seeds... There were many exquisite works of art in their palaces, but in the fierce war, the palaces of the Elf Empire and the artworks there were all turned into ashes in the war. The only ones that remained were the plant seeds that they buried deep in the forest as if they regarded as life!
Hearing this, Rigg asked a very technical question: Then what should we do to dig those plant seeds?Are you going to upgrade Ampa Inn to Ampa Flower Shop?
Stupid human Ah!Lord Zhuzi lamented for the 130th time for his life sharing IQ, and said in a tone of regret: How can an elves leave ordinary flower seeds? Not to mention anything else, just the elves' tree of life. Do you know the tree of life?
Seeing the little hooligan shook his head without knowledge, Saler then remembered the profession of the symbiosis, and smiled bitterly: Elf, you know, ordinary elves have a long lifespan. If there is no accident, there is no problem at all to live for hundreds of years. Why?It is because they regard the fruits of the Tree of Life as food. The grain made from the Tree of Life can be as small as a piece of food, so that people can avoid hunger for a day. Eating them for a long time can also increase people's lives...
Oh, can that person live to hundreds of years old after eating?The little gangster asked with interest.
That's impossible!Sale said very knowledgeably: Human physiques are different from those of elves. If you eat the fruit of life for a long time, you can only live more than ten years longer than your original lifespan.
Seeing the little hooligan's face showing a disappointed look, Lord Zhuzi said in pain: Do you think the lifespan of more than ten years has been shortened?Those rich people among you humans spend tens of millions of gold coins in order to live one more day, let alone live more than ten years...
Then let’s dig the seeds of this tree of life!Rigg immediately took the board!
Seeing that the little hooligan agreed so simply, Saler became suspicious: Before I could introduce you to other seeds, you decided to go?
Of course I went!Rig said firmly: You, I, will be smoking my life for ten days a day now. If I don’t get more fruits of life, how can I make up for you to absorb my life?
... Lord Sale was speechless and fell into silence.
But some bad bead whispered in my heart: You idiot, even if you find the seeds of the tree of life and plant it and grow and bear fruit, it will take at least hundreds of years... Have you lived that long?
Of course, the wise and great Lord Zhuzi will never show it to the little hooligan. The great devil core master is not afraid of anything, just because he is afraid that the gangster is not educated, especially when this little hooligan is still in control of a series of terrifying biological weapons such as smelly socks and horse manure!
Since I decided to go to the forests of southern Xinjiang to dig the seeds left by the elves, it is the legendary treasure, the little hooligan began to plan his travel schedule.
The first step is to convince the consent of Eva's mother, who is working as another promising innkeeper. After all, Eva is the highest leader and lifelong consul of the Ampa Inn. No movement can escape her wise eyes, let alone how Rigg calculates it. Even if the Golden Seed Plan is implemented the most smoothly, it will take nearly a month.
If you keep your family for a month without reason, the little hooligan felt that when Eva's mother saw her again, she would definitely abandon the promise of not letting her join the army and send herself to Uncle Hank's city defense force to be a pity soldier in green clothes!
Uncle Hank inherited the glorious tradition of his late father. He always treated his green soldiers like a gangster. Thinking of Uncle Hank's strange torture methods, Rig firmly believed that his father in heaven would definitely assist Uncle Hank in those harmful things!
Uncle Hank has never been fighting alone with his soldiers!He is not alone!
Even if the problem of taking leave from his mother was solved, Rig still faces a larger and long-standing problem, that is, the money problem.
Money has never been the biggest problem, but the biggest problem is often the absence of money!
The fifteen-year-old hooligan now deeply understands the confusion of this biggest problem that is not the biggest problem!
According to Sale's statistics, just preparing to go to the forests of southern Xinjiang, it costs five gold coins or even more, not to mention having to bring some money to prevent accidents!
According to the unchanging and creative currency conversion rate of the Principality of Plato, five hundred silver coins and five thousand bronzes... Tianjianke Pity, the profit of Ampa Inn in one month is less than one thousand bronzes!
The little hooligan didn't dare to ask his mother to invest in the hotel for six months to make him dig seeds with a crazy bead... So before solving the first mother's problem and the second money problem, a third problem arose, that is, the money-making problem!
However, the purpose of going to the Southern Xinjiang Forest is to solve the tuition and travel expenses for going to the San Hualong Empire, which is ultimately a problem of money.
In order to get that large amount of money, the little hooligan has to get this little money first. The volatile life of life has left the fifteen-year-old little hooligan deeply trapped in extreme confusion.
The wise and great Lord Salle was also very distressed. It has never been a responsible shared life. The only purpose of its existence is to absorb the lives of one fool who came to the door voluntarily or involuntarily. However, over the past thousand years, it has been well-informed and has fallen into the hands of a little hooligan with smelly socks and horse manure. Lord Salle had to lament the impermanence of life and lament that the good days of not worrying about the nobles are gone forever!
Two hooligans, one hooligan and one bead are stupid and the other are stunned. They got together and thought of many ways to pay for the travel expenses of the five hundred silver coins...
Let's go and grab the bank's carriage!The little hooligan obviously has the bad nature of upgrading to a bandit, and he proposed a very pornographic and violent method.
Although I can rebound the damage you suffered, are you sure that you can still carry those wallets after I have doubled your vitality?Lord Sale did not hide it at all: This time is not the small scene that last time. The vitality that has been absorbed twice is definitely more than thirty days. No matter how little it is, I guess it will reach at least 100 days of intensity...
Thinking of his weak appearance last time, he almost didn't even have the strength to walk, Rigg couldn't help but shivered, shook his head, and kicked the question: What should you do if you talk about money?
I said money...Isn't going to the forests of southern Xinjiang just to dig seeds and sell them?I have already made the idea of making money!The wise devil core master will never easily jump into the logical trap, so it answers with confidence.
Toll fee Ah!I'm talking about the travel fee Ah!Rigg roared.
Lord Sale was silent for a while before he said carefully: In fact... Selling oneself as a slave is a good choice...
You sold yourself as a slave, your whole family sold you as a slave, and your ancestors all sold you as slaves... The little hooligan cursed.
I'm just suggesting.Lord Sale laughed a little dryly: Actually...even if you sell it... you can't be worth five gold coins...
... The little hooligan now doesn't even have the courage to scold people. If he really wants to sell himself as a slave, he is really worth the price of five gold coins!
The turning point of things is often when the willow trees are all black... The little hooligan feels that this sentence makes sense. Just when he and Lord Zhuzi are helpless, an opportunity that falls from the sky actually falls in front of him.
Rig, have you heard of a group of adventurers coming from the capital?The little gangster's companion is of course another little gangster. The little black fish, who often comes to Ampa's hotel to eat, drink and work as a white-worker, said to Rig mysteriously that day.
Since Rigg performed a show on the street to praise Bob and others with one against three, his status has been slightly improved among the little hooligans near Ampa Inn.
The little black fish has a little bit of what he wants to recognize as Rig as the boss. Of course, maybe the more important reason is that the bread that Eva baked really tastes good.
Adventurer?During this period, Rig was absorbed by a bad core and was ten times faster than usual, so he was not very energetic. He glanced at the little black fish and said lazily: Where did they come from?
The capital of the Principality, Ah, a big city!In the eyes of a little gangster like Little Black Fish, Sandonia, the capital of the Principality of Plato, is not only the largest city in the Principality, but also the largest city in the world he knows. It is a great achievement to know a few guests from Sandonia, even if they are just adventurers.
Where are they going from Ah from Sandonia?Rig asked lazily as if he was dealing with it.
They are going to the forests of southern Xinjiang and looking for guides everywhere in Crete!Little Black Fish said proudly: However, these local buns obviously don’t have much money, and the price they give is half less than that of the previous Mercenary Guild, so there is no guide willing to go.
Southern Xinjiang forest?Rig immediately became energetic, sat up straight and asked immediately: Where are they?
The Adventurers Association office, where else can it be?The little black fish yawned and looked around and tried to find the bread left in the store for Eva and Rigg in the morning.
Adventurers Association Office?Rig rushed out of the inn, and Eva's shout came from behind: Son, where are you going crazy again?...Little black fish, put down my bread and if you want to eat it, go and mop the floor first!
The Principality of Plato did not have its own adventurers association, nor its own mercenary guild, so such organizations in the Principality of Plato were divided into the Continental Adventurers Association and the Continental Mercenary guild established in the St. Wallon Empire.
Small towns like Crete combine the offices of the two organizations into one and set up together, with a dilapidated storefront, both the Mainland Mercenary Guild and the Mainland Adventurers Association Office. Adventurers in San Warlon all call themselves adventurers, and they sound like they are higher than ordinary adventurers, but most of them are as poor as adventurers in other countries.
When Rig rushed into the two-in-one office like a wind, he saw the old man in the usually despicable gatekeeper trying to stroke his greasy coat that he had not changed for ten years, and said to several strangers with a solemn look: As the chief consul of the Mainland Adventurers Association in Crete, the Principal of Plato, I have to say that guests from afar, your eyes are keen and wise. Crete has the guide that the entire Principality knows and is most familiar with the Southern Xinjiang forest. Each of them has reached the deepest part of the Southern Xinjiang forest, and their price is only fifty silver coins a day... Think about it, dear adventurers, you can be close to the legendary elves treasures and within easy reach...
We said that the price is too high!Although the clear and soft voice sounded pleasant, it was full of helplessness: Uncle John, it took at least two months to enter and exit the southern Xinjiang forest. The cost of thirty gold coins was too expensive. We could only pay at most ten gold coins, which was already the limit of our "Victory Team".
Victory Squad?Rigg has also met adventurers several times in his inn and knew that they all like to name their teams with strange names. The names of adventurers are often not as prestigious as the mercenaries. Of course, they are not as rich as the mercenaries, but the interesting situation is that most adventurers are much more skilled than those mercenaries!
Mercenaries rely on large numbers of people and powerful people to undertake large-scale merchant escorts and war hirings, which is more comfortable than adventurers. If there were only three or five mercenaries, even if they had familiar guides, they would never dare to enter the forests of southern Xinjiang.
And the number of people in this victory team in front of them is only five.
Three women, two men, and three women obviously dominate. The one who is negotiating with the old man in the hall was a red-haired female swordsman. She was tall but graceful, giving people an extremely plump and hot feeling. Even if she was not very glamorous, she could not hide her turbulent curves. The tight clothes under the breastplate made the tiny waist look just enough to hold it, her buttocks were high and round, tight and full of flesh, while her thighs were slender and strong, full of strength, without any fat.
The high-end riding boots under the tight breeches made her sexy look even more wild.
Under the red hair of this female swordsman, there was a pretty face. Although the lines on this face were as bright as a knife, it did not damage her beauty. Instead, it showed a more arrogant temperament. Even the fifteen-year-old hooligan couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
The best girl Ah!Lord Sale was already screaming in thrillingly, and every syllable that came into Rigg's ear was filled with lewd confusion: Rigg, come to her!Come to her... According to my observations and analysis of humans over thousands of years, this girl must be a virgin. It will be enough for me to spend three days with her once!
Only three days?The little hooligan curled his lips with some disdain. Lord Zhuzi said angrily: Find out, I have absorbed your vitality every day for ten days. In other words, if you go to her, it will be worth your thirty days of aging. Will you settle the score?
Thirty days Ah!Rig was immediately moved. Looking at the hot-bodied female adventurer, he had the urge to pounce on him for a moment. Of course, it had nothing to do with porn. The fifteen-year-old hooligan was not yet mature enough to learn to appreciate plump mature women. According to his nature, he still felt that the little daughter of the tailor shop owner with small freckles on her face next to the Ampa Inn was more seductive.
Neither the old concierge nor the adventurers turned their attention to Rig standing at the door and looking around. After all, there will be many such children in any town, and the two-in-one office is a public place that does not refuse anyone, so the negotiations between the two sides are still going on.
No one has entered the forests of southern Xinjiang with you for ten gold coins!The old man in the concierge shook his head at the red-haired female swordsman with a serious face: At least you can't hire a guide for this price in Crete, or you can go to the forest to wait. If you are lucky, you will meet a hunter or woodcutter who agrees to this price there... But as a staff member of the Adventurers Association, I have the obligation to remind you: The guide should be professional!
The red-haired swordsman looked at the companions behind him, sighed softly, and shook his head. The five adventurers had obviously come here many times, but they all got the same answers. They walked out of Rig silently. Rig was stunned for a moment and followed quietly until they were far away from the office gate. They caught up quickly and waved to them: Hey, a few, do you want to go to the Southern Xinjiang Forest?
Several adventurers looked at the little guy who was only fifteen years old in surprise. The beautiful red-haired female swordsman who was obviously the leader hesitated for a moment, nodded, and whispered to Rig: Yes, do you know the guide?
Rig pointed at himself without hesitation: I'll take you there!
you?Several adventurers looked at each other, and a man was already yelling and scolding: Little guy, stop making trouble here, how old are you?Have you ever seen the edge of the forest in southern Xinjiang?
The little hooligan's face turned red. He had never seen the edge of the southern forest, but he calmed down immediately. He had a thousand-year-old monster in his arms who even knew where the elf treasure was buried. Rage raised his head and said to the adventurer who was much taller than him: I can take you to the destination and collect the money!
The adventurers hesitated for a moment, and the red-haired female swordsman asked: How much do you want to charge?
The little gangster stretched out one hand: Five gold coins!Before several surprised adventurers could speak, the little hooligan said again: But you have to prepare travel things for me, those things are worth five gold coins.
The red-haired female swordsman frowned: Don’t these things come from the guide?
The little hooligan said calmly: Travel utensils are also worth a lot of money. Every time I come out, I sell them!
Looking at the face of the little hooligan with a confident senior guide, the red-haired swordsman couldn't help but hesitate. She turned around and discussed with her friends for a few words before turning back to the little hooligan and said: We have to assess you first and see the roadmap you have taken!
With Sale, the cheater, the little hooligan would not care about these insignificant tests. He nodded and said: I live in the Ampa Inn on East Street, you guys come with me!
Seeing the little hooligan leading the way in front of him casually, the adventurers became even more confused, and the male adventurers even said softly: Wen, can you believe this little guy?
Just follow and take a look!The red-haired swordsman Wen said lightly: We also have a map in our hands. If we can't get along with him, then he is just a little liar who wants to make money.If he can get along, he also said that he would only charge money when he takes us to his destination, which is also very safe.
However, he is too young... Another female adventurer murmured in a low voice: Moreover, this guy is obviously not a good person!
Wen laughed: What bad things can there be done in front of us adventurers?
Several adventurers immediately laughed with confidence.
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