Reiterate a million times this is not a game

Chapter 309 Gathering Intelligence
I would rather die than submit: Everyone, my plan is this. First of all, ten of us will be divided into five groups, and we will go to different taverns in the city to inquire about information. You must know that ancient taverns are the best intelligence collection centers.

We can always collect some of the information we need in it, and I am looking for someone who has thirty combat forces in this city to see if we can get the information we want from him.

Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard that they would rather die than submit. After all, in ancient times, there was not such a developed network as in modern times. For ancient cities with backward communication technology, the best place to inquire about information is undoubtedly a hotel where people come and go.

In this way, after everyone drew up a plan, they split up and acted separately. Although they don't have any so-called technological weapons at present, their own combat effectiveness is not bad compared to people in this world, so it is not too much for security. Worry.

After everyone separated, I would rather die than submit and appeared towards the place of thirty combat power.

"Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought." Looking at the City Lord's Mansion not far away, he said that he would rather die than surrender.

"According to normal logic, under normal circumstances, the strongest combat power in each city is the city lord except for the hidden masters."

Looking at the rows of soldiers outside the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, he frowned.

"It's heavily guarded." As he spoke, he looked at a teahouse not far away, which caught his attention. This teahouse is an ancient tower-shaped building, about six or seven floors high, although This is nothing in modern times, but it is already considered a tall building in the world we are in now.

"First go to the teahouse to find a higher place to understand the layout of the city lord's mansion, and then choose a good route before sneaking in at night." After making up his mind, he would rather die than surrender, and entered the teahouse and chose a private room on the top floor to sit. Down.

After entering the private room, Ning Si Bu Yi looked around curiously, and saw that it was a small room of about [-] square meters. There was a small wooden table in front of the window sill, and several seats next to it were neatly arranged together. , on the left and right sides are bookshelves neatly placed with various books.

On the other side of the shelf, there are flower bonsai.

When I walked to the side of the flower and sniffed it, a strange fragrance came over my face. It smelled a bit like jasmine, but compared with the fresh and elegant jasmine, the feeling of this yellow flower is completely different. With a trace of sour taste.

Just when he was a little curious about the flower, he saw the maid in the teahouse entering the room with the tea set, just in time to see Ning Die Bu Yi who was observing the flowers.

"I don't know if my lord is satisfied with Ling Luohua in our store." Ning Si Bu Yi, who was observing, looked back curiously after hearing the voice.

I saw a woman in Tsing Yi standing behind him holding a tea set and looking at him with a smile on her face.

"So this flower is called Lingluo flower." Thinking of this, he seemed to think of something again. The tea he ordered just now seemed to be called Lingluo tea. It seems that the tea I ordered should be brewed from this flower.

Thinking of this, he looked at the tea set in the girl's hand, and soon saw the figure of silk flower in the cup, but it was just dried silk flower.

"My lady, I don't know if this Lingluohua has something to say? I always feel that these two kinds of Lingluohua are somewhat different." Asked, who instinctively felt that there was something wrong with this Lingluohua.

The woman in Tsing Yi was stunned when she heard the words that she would rather die than surrender, and then she reacted and replied: "My lord, you don't need to be so special, you can just call me Qing'er." As she spoke, she walked lightly to the table not far away and put The tea set was placed on the table.

I saw that she took out the tea-burning utensils unhurriedly and put on the charcoal, and then saw that the charcoal ignited by itself with a wave of her hand.

Seeing the rather dead than surrendered here, his pupils shrank slightly.

"What the hell is this? Without any tools on my body, I ignited the charcoal for no reason."

Maybe it was because of the surprised expression of Ning Shibuyi, or maybe it was because of other reasons. I saw Qing'er sitting on the chair unhurriedly, explaining to Ning Shibuyi while making tea.

"The little trick made the young master laugh."

"Speaking of which, she looked at Ning Die Bu Yi, young master, are you curious why I am still willing to live in such a small teahouse with my spiritual root?" She stopped the movement of her hands and then turned her gaze to Qing'er body.

"I'm curious, I'm not at all. I'm just wondering what the reason for your operation is." At this moment, the heart that would rather die than surrender kept complaining. Although there were all kinds of complaints in his heart, he still nodded on the surface.

"Your appearance is so dignified, you can tell at a glance that it should be from a big city, so you don't know much about small towns like ours."

Hearing this, I would rather die than surrender and asked calmly: "How do you say that?"

"In big towns, maybe those sects of cultivating immortals have to recruit disciples every year, but in small towns like ours, the sects of cultivating immortals basically only send people to recruit once every ten years." She sighed as she spoke.

"The places for each recruitment are monopolized by the big families in the city, so ordinary people like us who have suddenly awakened their spiritual roots have no chance at all."

Hearing that he would rather die than surrender here, he probably understood part of the situation, but he seemed to have thought of another question and asked.

"It's impossible for those big families to monopolize all the places."

"Of course not, but the rest of the places will generally be distributed to those who rely on their families and are deeply trusted, so there are only two paths for people like us. Those families, but if you want to join those big families, the requirements for spiritual roots are very high."

"You need to know that there are four types of spiritual roots, heavenly spirit roots, earth spirit roots, mysterious spirit roots and yellow spirit roots, and those who generally only accept spiritual roots of the mysterious level or above, and those with yellow spirit roots like ours are basically I won't accept it."

Hearing this, he nodded to show that he knew it, but then he thought of another question: "If this is the case, why don't you go to those big cities, girl? Why bother to stay in such a small town."

Regarding this, Qing'er just showed a bitter expression: "My son is from outside, so I don't know how difficult it is to go to big cities like ours, because the distance between towns is long, and every town is surrounded by people. Surrounded by the Zihe River, there are all kinds of ferocious monsters living in the Zihe River, and if you want to pass through the Zihe River safely, you must take an airship."

"And the price of the airship per person is three middle-grade spirit stones, which may not be a big deal to the young master, but to the slave family, it may not be possible to save enough spirit stones in a lifetime."

Hearing this, he would rather die than submit, and he probably understands how difficult the life situation of ordinary people in this world is. Of course, through the conversation just now, he also got an important piece of news. What the hell is the purple river.

(End of this chapter)