The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 263 One More Thing
"Are you sure you want to camp here?" Patch looked at the bridge next to him.

"Caravans have always been driven on the side of the traffic arteries, so that they can have business." Wuming said it as a matter of course, and the reasons given were very reasonable.

"I don't care. Those people in the caravan may not be so. I'm afraid it will scare them." Patch pointed to the piles of corpses on both sides of the bridge.

"Are you afraid?" Wuming asked the staff.

"Is it a pile of corpses? I've seen it a long time ago." The merchants replied.

"I saw it when I organized a group to run into the dragon's mouth before." The immortal said.

"We piled up the pile of corpses in Moen City." The hybrid replied.

"We live in the coffin, what do you think?" The Son of Omen said as he was about to open the hearse and lie down in it, only to leave regretfully when he saw that it was already full of goods.

"It seems that the employees have accepted it well." Wuming said with satisfaction, "The perfumers are also the ones who pile up corpses in the cemetery, so it shouldn't matter."

Only Meng Gete showed obvious disgust. Although he had already led troops to fight in the battlefield, the King of Omens still retained the heart of the golden people.

"Just set up camp here." Wuming announced, "Son of Omen, please take all the goods out of the car."

"You want to do business here, the volcano may not agree, right?" Patch said.

He has already learned that the negotiation between Wuming and Huoshan did not include doing business here.

After all, this is equivalent to building a warehouse here, which can provide supplies for attacking the volcano, and the volcano will not allow this threat to exist.

"It's just camping, not opening a shop." Wuming looked at the corpse beside the bridge, "Do you do business with dead people here?"

The volcano has a very vicious reputation, and it does the same job of hunting faders like Bloodfinger. Few fader fighters will come here, even if there is a big rune here.

The vast majority of fighters, after all, do not have the talents of heroes.

Have the heart of a hero, but not the talent of a hero.Most of the tragedies at the border originated from this.

Wuming said: "Make an empty car, so that we can get on the bridge, and then we can transport the supplies out later."

"What about the supplies you promised Volcano?" Patch asked.

"Just find a flock of sheep and drive them to the bridge." Wuming said.

"It's not dirty enough," Patch said. "I'm afraid the volcano won't accept it."

"I'll hurry up." Wuming said.

"What does this have to do with hurrying up?" Patch was speechless.

"The volcano tortured people, and I severely whipped the flock of sheep. Isn't it the same defilement and blasphemy?" Wuming said.

"I don't think so," Patch said. "Taniss isn't that easy to fool."

"Then I'll say it was stolen." Nameless said.

"It's not bad." Patch nodded, "I'll arrange someone to grab it."

"When you go to rob, remember to slap the shepherd's face with rune." Wuming told Patch, "to achieve the most extreme humiliating effect."

Wuming inspected the caravan. Most of the people were quite accustomed to the environment here at the volcano. After wandering for a long time, settling down was more important than anything else. Basically, all of them had calm expressions on their faces.

There are only two exceptions.

Meng Gete was as expected, but Su Lian's manic face surprised Wuming a little.

"It's so annoying." Sitting on the roof of the hearse, Se Lian covered her head, staring ferociously at the crystalline debris in front of her eyes.

"Research has encountered a bottleneck again?" Wuming cared about the old staff.

Seeing Wuming come to talk, Se Lian's attention was diverted from the research, and the expression on his face became calmer.

Se Lian said: "The research is going well, but here, I'm always a little distracted and can't calm down."

"When the convoy stops, what can be more annoying than the bumps on the road?" Wuming asked.

"It's not about the sound." Selian listened attentively, "or it's not a sound that the ear can hear."

Serlian thought for a while: "I know, it's the soul."

Se Lian looked at the mountain of corpses in the distance: "There are too many dead people and wronged souls here, it's a bit noisy."

"You are quite sensitive, you can sense the soul." Nameless said.

"Isn't it because of the study of souls that made me a heresy?" Said Selian, "I explored the wisdom in the stone and made star seeds to gather the souls of magicians and put them into the stone. My source Pyroxene—my soul, also condenses the soul in the crystal.”

As Se Lian said, she turned her head to look at the various crystal debris in front of her, and manipulated it.

Probably due to lack of concentration, the crystalline dust suddenly exploded, sending Se Lian flying and smashing into a stone statue.

The stone statue collapsed and fell on Selian.

"Are you all right?" Wuming walked over and lifted the stone statue up.

"It's okay." Se Lian crawled out from the gravel. Although there were some scars on her face, they were not serious.

"Good luck." Wuming found that Se Lian was not crushed, and the stone pillar collapsed to form a triangle, allowing Se Lian to hide in it.

"The stars are blocked, and I can't die," said Selian.

"Speaking of this, do you still often feel sleepy?" Wuming asked.

"Same as before," said Cerlian.

"Sorry, my progress here is a little slow." Wuming said, "When I figure out how to block the will of the two fingers, I will bring Lani here to solve the curse for you."

"It's okay." Se Lian was not in a hurry, "It's a good time to use this time to conduct research on the crystallization school."

"What's the result?" Wuming asked.

Se Lian suddenly showed a smug expression: "Open your eyes."

Cerlian climbed onto the hearse again, and dug out a crystal doll from the ruins.

On the body of the crystal doll, a small horn was simply hung and inserted into the body of the crystal.

Se Lian put the crystal doll in front of Wuming, put it on her waist, and said in high spirits:

"Thirui version 3.5."

"Is it smarter than the previous one?" Wuming asked.

"Much smarter," said Cerlian, "it's not a thing at all. This one will continue to learn and grow, and is now smarter than the previous mentally handicapped one, and is still learning and growing. Huh, surpassing Burke, just around the corner! This way of development continues , maybe even surpass Lani, or even the full moon."

Se Lian sighed: "The only regret is that the study time is a bit long every time. If you make a mistake, you have to start over again. It would be great if you can hurry up. It's a pity that our crystallization scale is not large enough. We should take Luther from the academy Master Te brought it. His body must be very useful."

"Serui." Wuming teased the crystal villain, "When will your mother surpass the full moon?"

The trumpet on the crystal villain's neck sounded:
"Predicting when a person's magic will surpass the full moon is very difficult, because it involves multiple factors, including talent, effort, training method, teaching environment, etc. In addition, the queen of the full moon, Renara, is widely regarded as the most powerful magician in history. One of the great magicians, her accomplishments are unsurpassed..."

Nameless smiled: "It's indeed a lot smarter."

Se Lian gave Wuming an annoyed look, and picked up the crystal child:

"Let's go, go back and continue feeding you the scroll."

But the evil spirits around were still there, and Se Lian still couldn't calm down.

"Let me clean it up for you." Nameless said.

"Cleaning up the corpses?" Selian said, "Such a large number of innocent souls gather, and I'm afraid it won't work just to clean up the corpses."

"I have my own way, just look at it."

Wuming with his hands behind his back, like an old man taking a walk, or like a leader inspecting, pacing squarely, walking slowly along the bridge with piles of corpses along the way.

The mouth opens and closes from time to time, as if muttering something.

From one side, go to the bridge section, and come back from the other side.

When he came back again, Wuming asked Se Lian:

"Is it still noisy?"

"It's really gone." Selian was surprised, "How did you do it?"

"They have been rescued and reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss." Wuming said in a holy tone, and his armor was slightly shining, as if there was a burst of holy light around his body.

After speaking, he rubbed his stomach and hiccupped.The shimmering light on her body also dimmed like burning paper after the wind had passed.

"Then I have to work too, so you can go." Se Lian immediately waved her hand, ordering the boss, Wuming, to evict the guest.

Wuming didn't leave, looking at the crystalline leftovers on Serlian's workbench:

"there's one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Selian asked.

"If you're not busy, I'd like to entrust you to make something for me."

Nameless handed over a blueprint to Se Lian:
"I'm not familiar with this stuff. If you also study the crystal school and study the soul, maybe you can make it."

Selian tilted her head, showing a puzzled look:
"What is this? Like an egg."

"The soul can hold memories and store information." Wuming said, "This thing can use this characteristic of the soul to shape the soul with crystals."

Nameless said: "To put it simply, it has something in common with your source pyroxene technology. The technology of soul and crystallization is a bit similar to your research field, right?"

"There is indeed a crossover." Se Lian said, "But the information you gave is too little. It's not the same as only storing, directly using the soul. What is the function of this thing? Store the soul?"

"Universal mould." Wuming said, "It can extract the things in the memory... carved. It can be regarded as some kind of... smelting furnace, or magic crucible."

"It's complicated. I'll try it, but I'm not sure I can make it." Serlian said, "It sounds a bit like the spell of the living pot. I haven't researched it."

"Who knows more about this?" Wuming asked.

"Perfumer," said Cerlian.

"Then I'll call Tuo Lixia back, and you will jointly study." Wuming made a decision.

"Is this something important?" asked Cerlian.

"Very important." Nameless looked serious.

"What will it be used for?" said Selian, "I can stop my research for now."

Wuming stared at Patch in the distance:
"The clothes at the junction...are too plain. I'm going to make two sets of beautiful clothes for Paqi based on the memory of my hometown, for a blind date."

"This is your important thing?"

"This is a lifelong event for the owner of the caravan." Wuming said, "It is related to future happiness. I am a priest of marriage, so I have to do my best."

Se Lian held her forehead and drooped her shoulders: "Okay, I'll do it."

"One more thing." Wuming put both hands on La Selian's shoulders to help her straighten her hunchback.

"Another?" Selian was a little impatient.

"Anyway, you can only wait while your child is studying." Wuming said, "This matter is also very important, and it is closely related to you."

"what?"

"I'm going to make a new body for Lani." Wuming said, "There's something wrong with her original body, which seriously hinders her efficiency. It's probably not in the foreseeable future when she comes back to treat you."

"You should go to Servis for that," said Cerlian. "He's good at that."

"I will find it, and even the volcano will help." Wuming said, "The things produced by our caravan, especially for the business of demigods, must be of good quality."

Wuming said: "Use the best technology to make the best body for Lani. This does not involve researching new fields, just use the knowledge you have learned."

"That would not be a waste of effort." Se Lian made a calculation and agreed to Wuming.

Se Lian looked at Wuming vigilantly: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay, thank you for your hard work." Wuming said with a smile, and sent Se Lian away.

Wuming looked at the time and felt that he could go back to Lani to have a look.

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In the underground river, Tuo Fu was working naked and sweating profusely.

With a pick in each hand, keep jumping up, chopping down, jumping up, chopping down.

Relying on hands, manpower excavated a tunnel.

My hands were sore, so I raised a bead with one hand and smashed it with a pyroxene ice cube.

Relying on the alternation of cold and heat, the rocks that are not particularly hard and dense are cracked.

It really made Tuofu dig a way.

Taifu knocked on the rock formation, heard the sound, returned to Lani, sat down on the ground, and excitedly reported to Lani: "It's almost time to dig through."

"Thank you." Lani took a small wooden cup, filled it with stream water and ice cubes, and handed it to Tufu.

Tuofu is obviously leaner now, with a haggard appearance, with two dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing Tuo Fu working so hard, Lani felt a little embarrassed.

"As long as I don't let me face the ants, it's nothing to be tired." Tuo Fu gave Lani a thumbs up, "Aren't you working harder than me?"

"I'm not resting all the time."

"Didn't you dig by yourself when I was resting?" said Dave.

Lani turned her head: "You saw it."

Taifu drooped his dark eyelids: "If you use Comet Yazler to open the way, I will definitely be able to see it—even if I am deaf, the earth is shaking."

Lani whispered, "Did it bother you?"

Tufu didn't take it seriously: "Why are you working so hard?"

"This is my mission."

"But ordinary people don't work as hard as you do in fulfilling their missions, do they?" Tuo Fu was curious.

Lani and Dafu sat together to rest, looking at the dark winding tunnel that was about to enter the light.

"What do you think of the junction?" Lani asked Tuo Fu.

"It's not that good." Tuo Fu blurted out.

Lani's question seemed to have opened up Dafu's chatterbox, and he began to lament the various miserable situations in the borderland.

The xenophobia of the people of gold, the madness of the extreme believers, the pain of the defiled, the miserable life of the powerless and the weak being plundered wantonly...

Dave sighed: "Even in the round table hall, Roger and D will argue endlessly about the dead..."

Lani looked sideways: "You have seen a lot."

"It's all my witches." Fade said, "She showed me a lot, and said she wanted to let me understand the current disadvantages of the borderland more deeply."

"That's right, Junjie is sick, morbid, and has never been sober." Petite Lani sat with her knees hugged, her tone serious, "I want to change all of this."

(End of this chapter)