The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 293 The Prestige of King Nefeli

The wind whizzed past their ears, Wuming and Se Lian bent down slightly, lowered their bodies, grasped the leather straps in their hands, and kept galloping along the road while their bodies were ups and downs.

"We should take the carriage." Selian tugged on the belt, his voice shattered in the wind.

"And Alexander, Alexander is too big, riding in a carriage with Warrior Hu is too eye-catching." Wuming said, "It's not as comfortable as a carriage, bear with it, it's almost here."

"I think it's more eye-catching to ride on Alexander now." Se Lian looked down.

On the main road, a warrior jug ​​was lying sideways, spinning wildly on the ground, like a huge roller, speeding along the main road.

A hole is drilled in the center of the lid, connected with a connecting rod, and driven by various gears and belts to form a platform that rises and falls as the lid rotates, on which Wuming and Selian sit.

These parts are all scraps taken from Lani's production factory and put together impromptu. They are not precise, so they can't be completely stable, and there is still a lot of shaking.

"After all, there is no horse that can drive the Warrior Pot." Wuming sighed, "It's a pity that I dare not use the Falling Star Beast casually now, otherwise with the horsepower of the Star Child, a dragon can be pulled."

"Is this the point?" Selian's voice was intermittent in the bumps.

"what is that?"

"I should use my plan." Ser Lian said, "In my version of Lani, the ball on the stomach is removed and installed on the bottom of the Alexander pot, so it doesn't have to be so hard."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that the contents of the warrior pot will leak?" Wuming said.

"It won't leak. The iron maiden doll of the volcano uses this structure. It's perfect."

"It's too late to say that now." Wuming said, "Hurry up, don't get thrown out."

Ser Lian said: "The plan for the puppet should also be mine."

"I think your plan is a bit too conspicuous." Wuming said.

"What stands out?"

"It belongs to a plan that makes people unable to resist attacking the abdomen at a glance." Wuming said, "Although that place is hard, it is also the core. Exposing the core is very dangerous. Anyone who sees it will think it is a weakness. .”

Se Lian clicked her tongue: "Just kill the opponent before they attack the weak point. With the eyes of the Star Child, and with Lani's ability, high-level magic should be able to be fired at will like a magic stone."

"Facing the unknown two-finger, I think thick skin is more important than strong attack power." Wuming said, "According to Lani, she didn't use magic to kill her two-finger, but relied on that big curved sword. It's the way of a warrior."

Se Lian looked very sorry: "I still want my daughter to shine through the full moon's daughter."

"The five generations of Sirui?" Wuming asked.

Se Lian nodded: "It has evolved a high degree of intelligence, have you experienced it?"

"She really contributed a lot to the caravan crisis last time." Wuming thought of those complicated calculation tasks in the caravan.

"The parts on Lani's body are too complicated, and she has a special control intelligence in her body, which is my achievement." Selian said, and took out a small pyroxene ball, "It is already smarter than ordinary people."

"There will be a chance to shine." Wuming comforted Selian.

Passing by a dirt pit, his hands were shaking, and he almost threw the pyroxene ball. Selian quickly put the ball back into his wide cuff, grabbed the belt and looked ahead.

"You said you were going to Stone City to find someone, who?" Selian asked.

"Nefeli, Greg." Nameless replied.

"The lord of the city." Se Lian suddenly said, "I heard about it. You can still call the lord of Stone City, do you have time?"

"I don't have time and I can't help it. I can only do my best." Wuming said, "With the power of Nefeli, I can feel more at ease when I go to the volcano."

"What about Greg?" said Cerlian. "Another castellan."

"That one is for Wangcheng." Wuming said, "By the way."

"Actually, you can go to the volcano by yourself." Serlian said, "If you call so many people, it will be easier to be discovered or misunderstood."

"Under normal circumstances, it's better to dive alone." Wuming said, "Volcanoes are different. Volcanoes don't have to worry about that."

"why?"

Nameless said: "Although I haven't finished exploring the volcano, I have a feeling that there is no one left on the volcano."

"nobody?"

"Well, there is no sign of anyone." Nameless said, "I originally thought that Lakad was hiding an army inside the volcano, but I didn't see any traces of anyone living inside the volcano."

Nameless explained: "Generally speaking, even if I don't see anyone, I can still judge whether there are people from the conditions of the buildings and roads. There are no volcanoes, no human footprints can be seen on the road, the room is full of dust, and some immortals , but it’s almost the same as my immortal employees—the walking dead.”

"Where's Knight Grimmel?" asked Cerlian.

"I don't know." Nameless said, "It's probably all dead."

"How did he die?" said Selian, "I have never heard of any battle that caused the Gemir knights to suffer such heavy losses."

Nameless thought for a while:
"In my hometown, there was a country. The king of the country was bewitched by greed and desire, and turned the whole country into a dead zone. They plundered wantonly and took the power of the weak as their own."

Ser Lian suddenly said: "Lackard has integrated all the powers of his subordinates together? It's like the origin."

"It's just a guess." Wuming said, "But the big snake is too abnormal in size, I think it's almost indistinguishable. In short, it's hard to deal with a monster of that size alone, so we need to find a few people."

"I thought you could handle it alone."

"How is it possible? Don't underestimate the advantages of size." Wuming said, "The opponent's skin may exceed several meters. Even if the general weapon is sharp, it may not hurt the opponent if it is completely submerged."

"It can be solved by magic on a large scale," said Cerlian, "like a star child pulling a meteorite."

"The spells I have mastered are useless." Wuming said regretfully, "Volcanic snakes are not afraid of fire. If you want to use flames to deal with big snakes, I'm afraid it won't work well. Not to mention the waste, you can't control the power well. There is also a kind of scarlet corruption. power, but if I use that to deal with the big snake, I'm afraid it will spawn even more terrifying monsters."

Wuming rested his chin: "It would be great if there is a special weapon."

"So you won't make a move this time?" Selian asked.

"It depends." Wuming smiled, "I'm a businessman, and you are the heroes. It's my job to sell treasures that enable heroes to defeat monsters."

"Just lazy." Selian concluded.

Wuming shook his head and said seriously: "A world that can only rely on one person is so hopeless."

Wuming patted the board under his butt, and the vibration was transmitted to Alexander's body.

"It's here, stop."

After a short while, the three finally arrived in Stone City.

Alexander stopped, a little unsteady:

"It felt like the contents of my body were shaken."

"That's just right, easy to digest." Wuming laughed.

Wuming got off Alexander and looked at Shi Dongcheng who hadn't come for a long time.

The bridge connecting Ningmgfu and the lake area has been repaired. You can see that there are many horse-drawn carriages on the bridge, which is very lively.

"There is more vitality." Wuming sighed, "No matter how dilapidated it is, once the environment adapts, life can always reproduce at the fastest speed."

Wuming was looking for Nefeli, instead of going across the bridge, he found the defenders and wanted to ask them to inform him.

Wuming noticed that the defenders here have changed again.

"That's not acceptable. You can't change people frequently for this kind of position." Wuming pointed at Shi Dongcheng's city defense, and walked in front of the defenders, "I'm looking for Nefeli, please inform me."

The defender said: "King Nefeli is not easy to see."

"Just say that the boss of the caravan is here." Wuming said, "She will meet me."

The defender hesitated: "We dare not disturb King Neferi."

"Why bother?" Wuming said, "She will come to visit the city from time to time, just tell her at that time."

"King Neferi is not going out now." The defender said, "I will help you to inform the higher-ups, but don't have any hope. Few people can see King Neferi now."

The defenders left to deliver the letter for Wuming, muttering on the way: "You dare to meet King Neferi, how courageous you are..."

Wuming heard the murmur, and blinked his eyes: "Why do I feel something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Selian asked.

"Why is Nefeli so majestic now?" Wuming said, "It wasn't like this before."

While waiting for Neferi, Wuming took Serlian Alexander for a stroll around Stone City.

Along the way, Wuming truly experienced Nefeli's terrible reputation in Stone City.

"King Neferi? I haven't seen it. But I heard that King Neferi is very cruel. Every day, he summons a strong man into the palace, and the man will always come out exhausted the next day."

"I heard that King Neferi has an underground palace, where all kinds of criminals are imprisoned. King Neferi uses various props to torture criminals for his own pleasure..."

"I know, I know, I heard that the craftsmen who made the props were all locked in the dungeon, in order not to leak the news."

……

"It's all a mess." Selian followed Wuming to hear it all the way, "Is that Nefeli so wild?"

"People always like to make up the high-ranking person, which is what they yearn for and unattainable. They always like to think about the high-ranking person in their own way." Wuming disagrees, as if he has seen it too much, "Nefeli is barbaric, but The barbaric place should not be here, that girl is innocent like a child. I think——she is enlightened."

"Where did you get the hang of it?" asked Selian.

"The way of being a king." Wuming smiled, "She should finally understand how to manage her majesty as a king."

Nameless said: "In the past, Neferi got too close to the common people. There were advantages and disadvantages. She was loved by others, but she was also easily despised by others. It was always difficult for people to be in awe of those they knew well, but to cherish the strong ones they could not see. There is too much awe."

Wuming recalled the past: "She was tortured by those golden people before."

Thurium thought: "Which is better, to be far from the people, to keep the majesty, to make the government easier to execute, and to save time, to be one with the people, and to be loved?"

"How do I know." Wuming said, "This question is too difficult, the boss won't know."

"Didn't you say that you were a king before?"

"I am the king of no people." Wuming said.

"As you said, the king who kills all his men to grab power?"

"How is it possible, it's not one kind." Wuming yelled, "We Sun Warriors, can we do that? Can we suck the blood of our subordinates? —By the way, you have to wait a little longer for the observatory, the caravan is the closest, It's a bit difficult, please understand more."

"It's more difficult." Selian nodded, "Did you take half of the caravan's rune?"

"I got it legally." Wuming said, "It's the result of my hard work."

Wuming wandered around for a while, only to see a group of guards coming to welcome them, asking them to meet King Nefeli.

"In this battle, it seems that we still have our cards." Wuming straightened his armor, walked with his head held high in the eyes of the passers-by in the city, and left with the guards.

Walking all the way to a gorgeous palace, another waiter led him to a private room.

The waiter stood with his back outside the door, asking Wuming to push the door and enter by himself.

The room is spacious and bright, with a fully armed armor standing in the corner, and a large wooden table next to it, full of papers.

Nefeli was standing in front of the table, reading the file, just like her adoptive father in the round table hall.

The difference is that there are two eagle axes on her table, which serve as stones for the scroll paper.

In the room, Nefeli had already taken off her leather armor and was only wearing loose cloth, which looked like it had been worn for a long time and had many wrinkles.Nefeli's leather armor hangs on the wall next to it, and it has fallen a little dust.Nefeli seemed to have put on some makeup, and a blush dotted her cheeks.

Nefeli heard the noise and looked up to see Wuming with a warm smile:
"Ah, you are here."

"Long time no see, the management is good." Wuming exchanged pleasantries with Nefeli in a dull manner.

"Thanks to you." Nefeli smiled, and the blush on her face faded a bit.She walked out of the desk and turned around to tidy up the desk.

"Don't be polite with me. I'm a businessman and I'll always ask for something in return. I'm coming to you now." Wuming said.

"I'm not being polite to you," Nefeli said. "I have a gift for you too."

"What?" Wuming blinked.

Nefeli turned around, had already raised two eagle axes in her hands, and jumped towards Wuming with her head covering her face.Menacing, like an omen hunter.

Wuming was taken aback, raised his shield, and held Nefeli's twin axes:
"What kind of gratitude is this?"

Through the shield and the double axes, Nefeli continued to exert force, her face flushed red, and even a few tears flowed from her eyes.

"What thanks do you say?" Nefeli gritted her teeth and paused every word, "Thank you so much for your gift."

"What gift?" Wuming became more and more at a loss.

Nefeli suddenly loosened her strength and flew back backwards with the power of the nameless shield, standing by the desk.

Nefeli slapped away the full-body armor helmet in the corner of the room, revealing another Nefeli face inside.

Nefeli pointed to another Nefeli, her eyes stared like brass bells, looking at the nameless like a dead man:
"What gift are you talking about?"

Wuming saw the face exactly like Nefeli's, and suddenly realized: "Ah, what are you talking about—why, it doesn't work?"

"Is this a question of whether it is easy to use or not?" Nefeli rushed to Wuming, shaking his shoulders frantically, "How do you 'use' this after all? What kind of mess did you write on this thing? Everyone in the city ran to watch!"

"Why are there crowds watching?" Wuming said, "Isn't the package private?"

"The inside is private, but the words on the outside are not private." Nefeli said in a murderous tone, "And the things given to the city lord must be opened for inspection. Do you know what they saw?!"

Nefeli covered her face and squatted on the ground: "It took me a long time to replace the guards that I collected, but the city has already been full of disturbances, and now I have no face to go out."

"Ah..." Wuming hesitated for a moment, walked to Nefeli, bent down and patted her on the head, "My condolences."

Wuming spoke sincerely, with infinite pity and sympathy, as if comforting a friend whose family member died due to an accident—as if he didn’t do it himself.

"You take responsibility for me!" Nefeli raised her head and roared.

Wuming straightened his waist, flashed past Nefeli's spittle, looked up at the ceiling, and thought for a while:
"Patch did this, let's go, I'll take you to Yatan to settle accounts with him—remember to bring Grekha with you."

(End of this chapter)