The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 147 22 Runes
The city of Stonewell is currently the only bridge connecting the Lake District with Nimgof.

But in the past peacetime, on the right side of Stonewell, there was also a long bridge across the cliff and sea, connecting the Lake District and Nimgfor.

It was a big project built when the golden tree was prosperous, when the gold and the moon were peaceful and friendly. Now that the broken war has destroyed everything, it is almost impossible to rebuild the bridge.

This kind of building is troublesome to build, but easy to destroy.Nobody wants to build something like this in war time.

On the contrary, it is more suitable for this era of separatist regimes to sit on Stonewell, a strategically important location, and guard the only entrance and exit.

Nefeli didn't want to see war, but for this matter, she was happy to see it happen.

The only problem is, she doesn't believe that Wuming can build bridges.

"You can build a bridge?" Nefeli didn't believe it, "Did you see how tall Stonewell is here?"

There is a high cliff between the two places, which is hundreds of meters long.

There is no solid earth between the cliffs, but the sea.

Even if Nefeli didn't understand architecture, she could understand the difficulty.

"How are you going to erect the piers?" Nefeli asked. "It's a few hundred meters deep."

"I have my own way." Wuming said confidently, "You just have to pay for it."

Nefeli was uncertain and looked at Hyde.

"If it really succeeds, it will undoubtedly be cost-effective." Hyde said, "But apart from technical issues, the political impact cannot be ignored. Your bridge spans two territories. What is the opinion of the Kalia royal family?"

"The Queen of the Full Moon will have no objections." Wuming was full of confidence, "You are really worried, I can repair the bridge to you first."

Nefeli said, "What's the difference between that and me opening the city gates to welcome guests?"

Nameless looked at Hyde: "You explain it."

"Safe and convenient." Hyde said, "Just like the problems we have encountered, many of them are because too many people come to our city. Many of these people just pass by to go to the Lake District, but they have to pass through our city gates, bringing There are many hidden dangers."

"That's right." Wuming said, "The three questions you asked before also came from here. After the bridge is repaired, people passing by don't have to check carefully, and people entering the city will have the energy to ask carefully. You can find out who deliberately instigated and provoked people." Spy to prevent the enemy from sneaking into the city, this is also helping you solve those problems."

Hyde said: "I still don't understand. How are you going to build the bridge? It's very difficult to solve the problem of the Platinum Son with your own hands, right?"

"I mine a kind of ore called Gravity Stone in the mine in Gailede, which is derived from meteorites." Wuming said, "It can be used to build suspended corridors without the need to laboriously erect bridge piers."

"No wonder, I heard that both the Golem and the Tower of Divine Grant use the power of meteorites." Hyde said, "You actually have meteorites."

"I can do a lot." Wuming was proud.

"But there's one more problem," Hyde said.

"what is the problem?"

"We're afraid we can't afford to build it," Hyde said.

"I expected this problem." Wuming said, "Pay part of the fee first to maintain my most basic expenses, one month... just 22 rubles. After the bridge is completed, you will always have to collect the bridge toll. I'm [-]%."

"So kind?" Hyde wondered.

"I believe that your rule will last forever." Wuming said, "Sooner or later, you will be able to pay back your capital, and then it will be pure profit."

"This kind of big project is led by a demigod-level power, and the cost will not be paid for a long time." Hyde couldn't help but give Wuming a high look, "Although you are a businessman, your courage is not comparable to that of ordinary businessmen."

"It's always necessary to increase the strength of my subordinates." Wuming grinned, "And there is a guy who has delayed my work a lot, I have to get it back."

"We can set aside some lunes, but we will also monitor regularly, and if the assessment is not positive, we may withdraw funds," Hyde said.

Wuming reached an agreement with Neferi Hyde and then left.

"teacher!"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Millicent caught up from behind.

"Xiaomi, what's the matter?" Wuming asked.

"I heard you blasted the Platinum Sons from the podium," Millicent said. "Why?"

"It's for making money." Wuming said, "Don't worry, I will send my people to provide a residence for the Platinum Sons and help them rebuild the sewer."

"Really." Millicent was pleasantly surprised.

She believed Wuming without hesitation.

Nameless said: "Actually, the people in Stonewell are afraid that the household garbage from the Son of Platinum will be mixed into the sewer system and poison them. But I am not afraid."

"As expected of a teacher." Millicent praised the sun with one arm.

"You shouldn't praise me. This is due to my allies." Wuming looked at Millicent with a half-smile.

"What ally?" Millicent was puzzled.

"Have you forgotten the contract I signed with the corrupt family before?" Wuming smiled triumphantly, "The waste discharged by the sons of platinum is feared by the gold people, but not by the bugs. No matter how poisonous it is, can it surpass the corruption pool? Waste? fertilizer!"

Hearing that the solution was to rely on bugs, Millicent's face drooped and she lost interest.

Nameless glanced at her:
"So you came here on purpose, and you came to ask me about my crimes?"

Millicent said lazily, "I don't think Teacher will harm anyone. I want to know your true intentions."

"You really care about the Platinum Son." Wuming said.

"I see a part of me in them," Millicent said, "and we seem to have a connection."

"Then you should think about what to do with the son of Platinum in the future." Wuming said, "Their life is not easy."

"Didn't you agree to help Platinum Son?" Millicent said, "With your help, it will be fine."

"Then you are wrong." Wuming said, "Fire can ignite firewood, not because the fire is powerful, but because firewood can be ignited. I can help for a while, but not forever."

Wuming thought for a while: "To put it simply, I can take out loans to help them start businesses, but I can't support them for nothing."

Millicent said, "You mean, the Son of Platinum lacks the means to save himself?"

"I heard that the son of Platinum is born with a chronic disease and is destined to be disabled." Wuming said, "I don't discriminate against the immortals, nor do I discriminate against demihumans, because they can provide labor and make money for me. But what about the son of Platinum? ?”

Millicent hesitated: "The body is good?"

Wuming said: "In short, they are here in Stonewell. Whether there is poison in the blood is not important. What is important is how much benefit they can bring to Stonewell, Nefeli, and the residents here. Only if they can bring benefits to people, People are willing to accept them. Rune, rune is everything. Any other racial discrimination and sacrilegious rituals are false."

Millicent asked, "Is there anything you can do?"

"Is there anything I can do, this city is not mine." Wuming said, "If I say it, maybe I will let them engage in weaving... It's not good, they may poison the silk belt, which is not suitable."

Millicent was a little depressed when she heard that Wuming didn't care.

Wuming reached out and wiped Millicon's face.

"What are you doing, teacher?" Millicent blushed and avoided.

Nameless showed Millicent the gauntlet:

"What is this white thing, mercury?"

"Oh, it should be when Letina was being treated for her injury, and her blood was splashed." Millicent wiped her face.

Millicent told Wuming about Letina, and also about the strange teeth of the vicious dog.

"Interesting..." Wuming murmured, "The Platinum Clan has been researching ways to restore themselves to normal."

"Yes, they worked hard," Millicent said.

"There is perseverance, very perseverance." Wuming said, "I admire them very much, maybe they can use their brains to create wealth."

"Brains?" Millicent said.

Nameless said: "You can study the conditions for the formation of dog teeth. If it can be reproduced in mass production, I am willing to buy it."

Millicent's eyes lit up:
"Really? How many runes are you going to buy?"

"22 runes a month." Wuming raised two fingers, "As long as I'm still alive, I can subsidize them every month."

Hearing this number, Millicent seemed a little hesitant.

"Is this still not satisfactory?" Wuming was surprised.

"No, you seem too generous," said Millicent. "You're not so generous."

"Am I that picky?" Wuming stared at Millicent.

Millicent nodded.

Wuming reached out to Millicent with a blank expression:

"Apprentice fee, and the spell money for my notebook, please settle it."

"The teachings of the sun teach us to help others without asking for anything in return." Millicent put her hands behind her back, jumped two steps away.

"Stingy." Wuming immediately fought back.

Millicent approached Wuming again:

"Teacher, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"Consultation fee." Wuming said.

Millicent fumbled in her pocket and took out a few runes:
"That's all I have."

Wuming put Rune into his pocket with peace of mind, and turned his nostrils to the sky:
"Just ask."

Millicent brewed and asked:

"Teacher, what do you think is the difference between a platinum son and a corrupt family?"

Wuming lowered his nostrils and looked at Millicon in surprise:
"Have you got a fever? Are you confused? Asking this kind of question for so much money?"

Millicent expressed her doubts to Wuming.

"The corrupt dependents and the sons of platinum are races excluded by the golden tree. Their existence will exclude the golden people and hinder their survival. The sons of platinum are gentle, but the bugs are vicious." Millicent said, "The difference between them is just These?"

"The difference is probably... the son of Platinum is too weak to resist like a bug." Wuming answered casually.

"This is where I have my doubts." Millicent said, "If the Son of Platinum gains great power one day, and because he is oppressed too much, he will eventually resist violently like a bug and kill other races." Things—this is similar to what the Golden Tree did back then, what position should I take to look at this matter?"

"Didn't this not happen, why worry about that?" Wuming asked.

Millicent hesitated a bit, not knowing how to express:

"I just feel that if it really happened, I might not be on the side of the Platinum People, but I also feel that something is wrong, and I can't explain the reason. I want to know what the teacher thinks."

Wuming thought for a while: "Your first question is that you feel that your kindness is actually helping the weak, not justice, right? Because the bugs are doing the same things as the golden tree back then, so you don't know what position to take. To blame the bugs?"

Millicent nodded: "Probably so."

Nameless continued: "Your second question is that you are subconsciously resisting such thoughts, but you can't find a strong reason to convince yourself, right?"

Wuming said leisurely: "You say you are like this, do you really want to know the answer, or do you want to obtain a virtual image that can comfort yourself?"

Millicent blushed a little.

In Wuming's mouth, it's really not very refreshing for me to be so convoluted.

Nameless said: "Let me first talk about my position. I definitely don't agree with bugs. I appreciate the way of the son of platinum."

Hearing what Wuming said, Millicent was inexplicably relieved.

It was the same thought as hers, and seeing that Master thought the same as herself, she felt a sense of relief and peace of mind that she had found support.

"So in the same way, I will not agree with the Golden Tree." Wuming said, "And you seem to agree with the Golden Tree."

"I'm also a man of gold." Millicent blurted out, "I was born under the shade of the golden tree."

"You were born in the Ionian swamp." Wuming glanced at her, "And you resist your origin."

Millicent covered her head:
"Impossible... I don't remember, I think I was born at the foot of the golden tree..."

"It's not a problem." Wuming said, "Even if you were born at the foot of the golden tree, so what?"

Millicent stammered: "The golden tree shaped me, I should be loyal to this law and the world, I grew up in this world and the law..."

Wuming thought for a while: "What I told you is based on my own experience. Don't take it too seriously, you have to think on your own—Millison, have you seen the true face of being a teacher?"

Millicent was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Wuming would suddenly jump to such a topic.

Before Millicent could react, Wuming took off his helmet.

(End of this chapter)