The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 363 Looking for soft persimmons

Wuming heard that Baizhi couldn't figure it out and lamented: "Why haven't we found it yet? Aren't you the intelligence chief?"

"How long has it been since then?" Baozhi said, "Party A who is always pushing us is very annoying."

"It's hard to be Party A once, but you don't have to be annoying for once." Wuming said confidently.

Baizhi pondered for a moment:

"Although I haven't found the murderer, I have already made some guesses about the identity of the man in black robe from the Blood Dynasty."

"Oh? Come on."

This was Bai Zhi's guess when he heard Wu Ming's story, but he only kept it until now to make up for the time spent talking to the coprophag.

Baizhi said: "It's probably Fan Lei."

"Fan Lei? Isn't Fan Lei dead?"

"Did you see the body?" Baozhi asked.

"It was said that it was buried in the garden..."

Wuming was silent as he spoke.He understood what Bai Zhi meant.

Baizhi said: "The people of the Blood Dynasty have the power of the blood alliance and the power hidden in the blood. You should have thought of it when you first saw the man in black robe coming out of the blood."

Wuming pondered:

"So...Fan Lei is hiding in the blood soil under the blood rose. The traces of cutting off the worm thread and letting Eleonora go are said to have been slowly cut off from the inside, and it seems to have been burned through. …”

"Blood flames have the power of fire." Baizhi said.

"The suspicion of Yura has been cleared." Wuming was very pleased, "At first, everyone still suspected that Yura did it."

"There's something wrong with your focus." Baizhi reminded Wuming Huihun.

"I can't pay attention to anything else. The other party is Fan Lei, and the other party is a blood noble from another blood dynasty. There is no difference to me." Wuming said, "I can't even catch them. Fan Lei's What is the purpose?"

"The purpose is not difficult to guess." Baizhi said.

"You understand again, you're so smart?"

"To cause trouble for you." Bai Zhi said.

"Finding trouble for me?" Wuming was stunned for a moment, "I am such a pure, kind and harmless person, why would he trouble me? I didn't provoke him, that is... I made him work as a coolie in Stone City for several months. , arrest his accomplices and torture them severely... Isn’t this just doing nothing!"

"You control the position of the Blood Dynasty." Baizhi said, "As long as you are alive, there is a risk of exposing the position of the Blood Dynasty - in fact, this has already happened, you have told me the news about the Blood Dynasty .”

"Does that mean that as long as I tell Fan Lei that you also know the news, he will not trouble me, but will go to you?" Wuming thought thoughtfully.

"It will only cause trouble for both sides." Baizhi smiled, "I advise you not to make such a useless attempt."

"Trouble me for this matter..." Wuming muttered, seeming to agree with Baizhi's statement.

Bai Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Ming deep in thought.

"But why are you telling me?" Wuming said suddenly, "If you also want to go to the Blood Dynasty, we are in a competitive relationship. Now there is Fan Lei who is causing trouble for me. If you don't tell me, I won't know. Now that I know, I might drag you into trouble.”

Wuming stared at Baizhi through the projection:

"Are you so kind? Are you hiding something from me?"

Baozhi's face was hidden in the darkness of the helmet, and there was a wrinkle in his old face.

Although this unknown businessman is not smart, his intuition is very sharp.

Bai Zhi said: "Are we competitors?"

"I think we are." Wuming said, "Although we are cooperating now, I don't really regard you as allies. Baizhi, you are already a big boss, don't you think that we are friends if we cooperate? Then you It’s a bit of a waste of your years.”

Listening to Wu Mingna's words of looking down on him, Baizhi tightened his scepter:

"The competition you're talking about is who can attract the faded ones more, right?"

"if not?"

"Are you interested in Big Rune?"

"Not really."

"That's alright," Bai Zhi said, "Who is your competitor? The round table is not a business gathering that serves the faded, okay?"

"Ah? Isn't it Yuanlai?"

"The Round Table Hall is a place where heroes gather. It is a place to guide the faded. It is just for the convenience of serving heroes and providing some services by the way." Bai Zhi said.

"And compared to the competition with the Blood Dynasty, the information you have about Menggert is more valuable, isn't it?" Baizhi added.

"It makes sense." Wuming was convinced, "Let's continue with Fan Lei's question. Can you catch him?"

"It's difficult. The Blood Dynasty has been hiding until now, and I haven't found it yet. It's very difficult for them to catch them." Baizhi said, "I will think of a way, such as predicting his actions..."

Baizhi thought for a while: "If I were Fan Lei and I know your caravan quite well, considering the current situation in Yatan, in order to cause trouble for you, I should probably..."

Baizhi snapped his fingers: "Manipulate public opinion."

Wuming was sitting in the caravan. Hearing Baizhi's statement, he murmured and repeated: "Manipulating public opinion..."

A loud scream pierced the sky.

In the hut, Nok's child was crying loudly, moving around in the stroller, tossing and turning.

Magri held her nose with one hand, pulled the child's body with her broad palm, and changed her diaper.

"Thank you, you are more skilled than me." Nok was drinking warm scented tea - there was a hot stone under the scented tea cup.

"Although I've seen others do it, it's really troublesome to do it yourself." Magri used the powerful muscles of his face to tighten his nose, and combined it with the bitter gourd face to form a twisted grimace.

"You actually understand less than me." Magri said to Nok.

"Nothing at all," said Knock.

"Just lie down and leave it to the man?" Magri asked.

"This time it is given to a woman." Nok said, "We have a domestic helper."

"Now I am your servant too," Magri said.

Nok put down the tea cup with a smile, stretched his soft and slender body behind Magli, and hugged his broad waist:
"You are still my slave. Master now needs you...to satisfy his needs."

Magri blushed, wiped his hands on his clothes, and was about to grab them back.

The baby in the stroller cried loudly again, interrupting Magri's movements.

"Sigh, even though I had expectations before, it's still annoying to have a baby." Magri sighed, checked the baby's condition, boiled a bottle of milk, dropped it on his wrist to check the temperature, and then fed it to the baby .

"I really don't want children," Magri said.

"Is this annoying? I've been suffering for a year." Nok put his hands around Magli's neck, rested his chin on his shoulder, and observed the baby.

"You are better than me." Magri said, "You are so much more sensitive than me. And with such a sensitive body, you have to lie in bed for several months. I would definitely not be able to bear it if I were you."

"Shh." Nok put his finger to Magri's mouth and listened, "There seems to be a sound above the head."

"This is a caravan, no killers can sneak in, right?" Magri said, "And we just made those Rodel people unhappy, so they won't climb to the roof."

"It's not the roof, it's higher." Knock said, "I'll go out and take a look."

"It's better for me to go out and take a look." Magri picked up the giant sword, "I have strong skin."

Magri opened the door and stopped at the door before he could go out.

"What's wrong?" Nok also took out his bow and arrows.After giving birth, she returned to her original bow and arrows and put away her crossbow.

Magri pointed diagonally upward, gesturing for Nok to look at it for himself.

Nok glanced at the sky outside and frowned.

Just a few meters above the two people's heads, a small chaotic yellow ball floated in the air, deformed and elongated outward, and slowly flowed.

"What is this?" Magri asked. "Is it epilepsy?"

"Idiot, that's an egg." Nok said, walked to the door and looked outside.

Above the stretching caravan, the protective shield has been fully activated, emitting a pale golden light. Above the protective shield, items such as vegetable leaves, stones, rotten eggs, etc. are densely scattered. Under the action of the magic circle, they are being emitted in an irregular manner. The trajectory slowly slid down.

Nok looked under the shield and it looked like a meteor shower.Just slower and uglier.Even the bleeding large intestine was thrown over the shield, stretched long enough to cast a shadow on Nok's face.

"What's going on?" Magli wondered.

Nok said: "You go and ask, I...take the child to another room."

Nok opened a wardrobe and worked around it, sliding the wooden board against the wall to one side, revealing a door that glowed with magic light.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong and prevent anyone who wants to harm the baby from getting into the caravan, Wuming installed a portal in their room in advance.

According to Wuming's saying, a cunning rabbit has three caves. Prepare a few more hiding places to be safe.

Wuming's arrangements for Magli and the others were perfect, and he had no requirements for himself.

He was currently running around in the caravan, covering his head and scurrying around.Even though he knew there was a protective cover on his head, he still instinctively covered his head.

While chatting with Baozhi, suddenly there was an overwhelming shout from outside.

"What happened? What happened? What happened?" Wuming asked every person he met, finally finding out what was going on outside.

A large number of golden people gathered outside the caravan, throwing whatever they had in their hands, blocking the door and attacking the caravan, while cursing angrily.Wuming glanced through the protective shield in the direction of the densest crowd, and saw a huge banner, denounced the caravan for harboring the murderer, innocent Rodel dignitaries were killed, and other words.

Baizhi’s communication has not been disconnected yet:
"Haha, it seems that my guess is correct, it is indeed this trick."

"Why are they so angry?" Wuming looked up at the endless pebbles and leaves on the horizon, "Is this necessary? Is this necessary!"

"I'm afraid, it's not just for the so-called murderer." Bai Zhi said, "Don't forget, you call yourself the New Round Table."

"What does it matter?"

"The Round Table is the place responsible for guiding the faded people, and it has a lot to do with the faded people." Momochi said unhurriedly, "And you are a businessman who directly serves the faded people, and you also demolished the royal city of the Rodel people—— A businessman from Rodel, the royal city.”

Baizhi said: "The contradiction between the Golden People and the Faded People has been accumulating. Unfortunately, the tipping point has appeared in you. I have to say that the Blood Dynasty people's judgment of the situation in Asia is quite accurate and smart. trick."

"Is there any solution?" Black smoke billowed out from the gaps in Wuming's helmet, blackening the helmet. "Don't just praise the enemy."

"I'm afraid, there is no good way. Generally when faced with incitement, the best way is to face it as soon as possible and clarify the misunderstanding. But they have been incited." Baizhi said.

"Did you miss the crucial opportunity?"

"The key is not time. The ignorant group has been incited, but that incitement is only the fuse. What can really keep the anger burning - it is your caravan, the faded ones in your caravan. It is the golden The people are dissatisfied with you and the faded ones.”

Bai Zhi said: "It doesn't matter even if the two faded ones are not the murderers. Soon the conflict will deepen again, and the original reason will no longer be important. Then there will naturally be more blood and resentment, and the situation will be like this Like a tangled ball of thread that can no longer be untangled.

"Crowds are a force, and this force can never be defeated. You can destroy them, but you can't defeat them."

Gideon Ofnir in the projection waved to Wuming: "This is all the tips I can give you. I can't do anything else. You can do your best, New Round Table."

The projection on the disc disappeared, and Wuming stared blankly at the disc, then looked up at the protective shield above his head and the uninterrupted stones above.

Other employees had already gathered around the boss Wuming.

"Boss, what should I do?" The employee asked Wuming for his opinion.

Wuming thought for a while:

"We can only open the protective shield first. We can't massacre the golden people on a large scale."

Wuming thought that what Sir Baizhi meant was to remind him to stay in retreat first, at least not to escalate the situation.

"No, I'm afraid it's difficult to defend." The guard in charge of the protective shield spoke.

"It's not easy to defend?" Wuming wondered, "How can these golden people be afraid of them even if they throw some rotten vegetable leaves into it? Our runes are enough."

"The problem is that the attacks are too intensive." The guard looked up at the protective shield. "If they are intentional, they will discover the twisted patterns of the protective shield. If they attack more with ulterior motives, they will be in trouble."

"This is really..." Wuming also knew that the disadvantage of Topps was its extremely large-scale dense attack. Previously, Se Rui relied on instantly analyzing the twisting angle of the light wall, which made him unable to rely on force field defense.

"do not worry!"

A voice pierced the haze in everyone's hearts, and a silver braised egg-head stood up.

Topps took off his pyroxene mask and said:

"I have been using Serui to update the protective shield before, and now I have such a good opportunity to use it for experiments."

Wuming was overjoyed: "Reliable, Tops. How did you improve the force field?"

Tops said: "The biggest problem with the previous force field was that there were gaps and it was impossible to defend completely without blind spots. Even if a double-layer structure was used, it would still be breached."

"The latest protective shield will no longer be afraid of dead corners and gaps." Topps said, "There has been a lack of computing power before, and now with Serui, this idea can finally be realized."

Topps took out a disk:
"Ser Rui, change the pattern of the magic circle and show your wisdom."

The golden protective shield above the head flashed with a blue-green luster, and the protective shield formed by the soft golden light seemed to become more angular and stronger.

The changes in the protective shield are difficult for outsiders to see, but the effect is immediate.

The vegetable leaves and stones thrown onto the protective shield hit the protective shield and flew back at completely opposite angles.

The golden people who clamored for throwing the vegetable leaves were immediately covered in rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves. The worst thing was that the person who threw the stones was hit with blood.

"Replace distortion with reflection, full-range reflection." Topps said, "In this way, you don't have to worry about problems when encountering dangerous attacks. And because it is controlled by Serui, the mode can be switched at any time, ever-changing, and there will be no more problems. The worry of being breached.”

"How does the air get in?" Wuming asked.

Tops hummed twice:
"Well... I didn't expect it at all."

"Help, I can't breathe!" During the conversation, some people were already starting to suffer from hypoxia.

"It seems that we need to make further improvements." Wuming sighed, "Let's switch back to the original mode first and let Serui control the gap independently."

Wuming didn't know what to do, so he planned to carry it with a protective shield for a while until the opponent got tired of scolding him.Think of another way to clear up the misunderstanding.

"What a shame, Fan Lei." Wuming's teeth itched with hatred, "Don't let me catch you."

Wuming calmed down and prepared to be more optimistic, just like giving employees a holiday.Just as he was about to calm down and let the protective shield block out the outside noise, and take a good rest, he suddenly discovered that the inside of the protective shield was also noisy.

There was also a group of people in the caravan who also started shouting.

"Who else?" Wuming wondered.

"It's the faded people who are resting in the caravan." The employee reported, "Those people outside are also scolding the faded people, so..."

Wuming's head hurt even more.

The faded ones are all warriors, a group of guys with violent tempers who kill without batting an eye. If you hear a group of weak golden people swearing so arrogantly, you can't bear it.

Wuming now opened the protective shield, isolating the golden people, but also keeping the faded ones inside.Regardless of whether they wanted to settle accounts with the Golden People or simply leave, they were all blocked by Wuming.There were also constant complaints.

A group of faded ones walked straight towards Wuming, their steps filled with murderous intent.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited, everyone." Wuming ordered the employees to prepare things, and then greeted them with a smile, "They are just a bunch of old guys, they have nothing to do with them. Let's drink, eat meat, and maintain our weapons."

"You misunderstood, unknown businessman." The leader of the faded ones spoke, "We are here to kill you."

Wuming tilted his head: "Huh?"

"We are here to defeat and kill you." The leader of the faded ones took out a huge sword and pointed it at Wuming.

"You seem familiar. Have we met before?" Wuming asked.

The head of the faded man's face turned red:

"Asshole, you defeated me and you actually said you don't know me. Are you going to humiliate me like this!"

Listening to the strong man's roar, Wuming covered his forehead and looked at the sky, feeling a little dizzy.

Wu Ming only felt as if he was in a popcorn bucket, being roasted by the fire without realizing it until the corn around him exploded, and he was constantly awakened by the explosion.

Too many unexpected things happened, and it was really difficult for Wuming to understand.

"We don't know each other, I'm pretty sure." Wuming looked at the strong man, "Did I offend you in any way? Did I hinder you in any way?"

"You didn't offend me, but you did hinder me and us." The strong man said solemnly, "We have no enmity, but you must die."

"Why?" Wuming scratched his head.

The strong man stepped forward and said, "You have obtained Larcade's big rune."

"Oh, you faded person came to snatch the big rune, right?" Wuming suddenly realized, "But I have already smashed the big rune and distributed it. Brother, you are really ill-informed."

"I know you smashed it, that's why you deserve to die! You can't stay in this world anymore!" The strong man of the Fader glared at Wuming, "Do you know what the mission of the Fader is?"

Wuming hesitated for a moment: "How about eating and drinking?"

"It's becoming a king!" The strong man looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, "It's about collecting big runes!"

The strong man pointed at Wuming angrily:

"Do you know how difficult it is for a fader to collect a big rune? So far, no fader, not a single one, has collected a big rune! And you have a big rune and you smash it! What are you doing? Destroy our mission! You are destroying the meaning of our Faded Ones’ existence!”

The strong man was full of energy and roared loudly. He held his hands while being yelled at, innocently like a cat.

"You can't rely on me for this," Wuming said, "I'm just a businessman. If you want Big Rune... go out and find the demigods."

The strong man's eyes were wide and bloodshot, as if he was about to shed bloody tears: "You think I haven't looked for it? We haven't looked for it?!
"The five demigods controlled by the Round Table Hall, Latan Full Moon has recovered, and the strongest demigods and the Full Moon Magician have gathered together. The demigods from Stone City and the Royal City are missing. The only volcano with a clear location is the blasphemous king Racade The big rune - you smashed it!"

Wuming clasped his hands in front of his abdomen, pointing his index fingers at each other, feeling a little aggrieved:
"With your strength... you can't beat Rakad."

The strong man took a deep breath:

"You are right. The weakest demigods have all recovered or disappeared, and we cannot accumulate strength. But this is our mission, and we cannot ignore the blessing guidance."

The strong man silently pointed the huge sword at Wuming:

"I even challenged Godfrey, but it was useless. I didn't accumulate any big runes. Even if I won the arena championship, I would only be suppressed by Godfrey's shaping.

"I'm sorry, merchant, we have no grievances, but we have to fulfill our mission. Compared with those powerful demigods who have absorbed their power into themselves, we can only find caravans like this, who have accumulated a lot of runes. But there is no place for strong demigods to accumulate strength.”

The strong man said in a deep voice:
"We sneaked in, not to serve the caravan, but to plunder and massacre you. You can curse us as bandits and curse us for being blessed and abandoned. But we - at least I will not give up. I know you are strong , this time I gathered enough faders, and I won’t be careless again.”

Nameless scratching helmet:

"Oh, I understand. Let me sum it up - you came to my caravan to kill me because you can't beat the demigods, so you are going to find a weakling first, right?"

"Yes, it's a shame, but this is the only way." The strong man said, "We will give you pleasure, and we will also give you time to pray and curse us. After you die, we will send you to the cemetery to return to the tree. .So, please—”

Wuming smiled: "You misunderstood, I don't intend to scold you. You don't have to be so anxious, why do you want to wait so long?"

The strong man pointed the tip of the huge sword directly at Wuming: "It seems that you are ready, so we are no longer polite-"

"You're welcome, you're too polite." Wuming suddenly stepped forward and pulled the tip of the huge sword. He seemed to completely ignore the dangerous weapons and faded ones, and did not greet these faded ones enthusiastically again.
"Everyone, do you want to eat barbecue? I have some free time today, so I will cook it myself."

(End of this chapter)