The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 394 I admit that I just spoke a little loudly
Although the snow mountain roller coaster is a bit steeper, it is connected after all.The warriors with stronger physical strength showed their talents and went to the other side of the snow-capped mountains along the railway track in advance.

For the soldiers, the other side of the snow-capped mountains is a nostalgic pilgrimage site.They themselves, or their ancestors, once received supreme glory here.

The feats they once accomplished in the snow-capped mountains became the foundation for the Golden Dynasty to now be able to cross the border.

Some of the warriors were on pilgrimage, some were returning to their old places, and some were following the guidance of blessings and heading to this land that was still covered with thick snow.

Pachi's old store is naturally not to be outdone. Many of their layouts and plans in the snowy mountains have been determined for a long time, and now they can finally be realized.

Patch stuck the spider silk to the railway track, pulled his body to swing on the cliff, and swung to the other side of the cliff in a few pulls.

When they reached the opposite side, Patch turned around and saw a white ghost standing behind him. He was so frightened that a little more spider silk leaked from his buttocks.

"Who?" Patch asked.

"Me." The white ghost spoke, a nameless voice.

Patch calmed down and observed the white ghost. It was indeed Wuming's height, and the protrusions on the white cloth also matched the form of Wuming's armor.

This is what Wuming looks like when he puts on a big white cloth and digs two more holes in his eyes.

"Is today a holiday?" Patch was surprised, "How did you end up like this?"

"I think the real big boss behind the scenes, the actual person in charge of a big force, must have the feeling of sitting behind the scenes and strategizing. He usually pretends to be inconspicuous and finds a substitute to hide his identity." Wuming said, "So, I have to disguise myself so that no one can easily tell it’s me.”

Patch looked at Wuming's eye-catching outfit and narrowed his eyes.

What Wuming said just now seemed to imply that he was the sole owner of the caravan. In the past, when he mentioned the owner of the caravan, he always mentioned Patch.

But Patch didn't care about the caravan at all, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Wuming's remarks. He observed Wuming's outfit:
"What is the real purpose?"

Wuming flew to the ground, leaned into Patch's ear, and whispered:

"I can't let people in the snowy mountains recognize me. I have to find a way to hide myself."

"Good idea." Patch looked at Wuming, who was dressed in white cloth. "If I take off the white cloth, will I be recognized?"

"It's hard to say." Wuming said, "Anyway, we can't take risks. You should send some people to investigate first and find out what's going on."

"Okay, you just stay behind the front line first." Patch was also happy that Wuming was more restrained. He didn't want Wuming to go crazy again on the snow-capped mountains after seeing things and missing people.

Pachi sent people to investigate deep in the snow-capped mountains, while Wuming was wandering around near the snow-capped mountains, wrapped in a white cloth.

Although he had been to the snow-capped mountains before, he was not familiar with them. The cold and quiet environment made him feel quite fresh and a little uncomfortable.

He took this opportunity to take a good look, observe the needs of the soldiers who came over, and look for new business opportunities.

But the conditions in the snowy mountains put Wuming in a bit of trouble.

The supplies here are actually quite scarce, and there are not many unique resources for their caravans to buy and sell.

There are no human traces in this place in the snowy mountains. Only warriors come here, and these warriors' boost to his business is really limited.Even if they don't go to the snowy mountains, they will still take care of his business when they should.

If Wuming wanted to continue taking care of these customers in the snowy mountains, he would have to spend more money on transporting supplies and laying trade routes.Unlike the Yatan Lake area, there are a large number of civilians here who can provide a large amount of supplies locally. Most of the things in the snow-capped mountains can only be transported up from the elevator.

Without civilians going to the snowy mountains, the income will be greatly reduced, which is really pitiful.

A footsteps approached him from behind, knocking on his shoulder, making a dull sound behind the barrier of the white cloth.

Wuming turned around and poked the helmet's cheek with a slender finger.

Se Lian said: "Are you looking for a new place for me to build an observatory?"

Se Lian also followed the front line to the snow-capped mountains. She stepped on the snow with her bare feet and breathed mist between her lips.

"How did you find out it was mine?" Wuming touched his hood, "My disguise is so perfect."

"Stargazers have very good observation skills." Se Lian pulled down his eyelids with his fingers and made a face, with starlight flowing in his eyes. "We have considerable insight into the targets we value."

"Awesome." Wuming nodded, "As for the observatory, it was previously said that it would be built in the Flame Cauldron, but it hasn't happened yet, so don't worry."

"Snowy mountains are a good place for stargazing." Se Lian said, "Maybe there is a more suitable place than the flaming cauldron. Will you look for it with me?"

"I don't understand either, you can just look for it alone."

After Wuming finished speaking, he continued to observe pedestrians.

Wuming thought of something and said to Se Lian:

"By the way, did you spend your salary when you raised the pyroxene for Serui before?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Se Lian said.

"Then the idea of ​​making you a partner and the boss's wife should be considered useless, right?" Wuming said.

"Really?" Se Lian has never cared about this matter. "As long as I have an observatory, the caravan is your concern, so don't leave it to me."

"Yeah, it's agreed." Wuming nodded and looked at the crowd.

Se Lian observed Wu Ming:

"I feel like you're under a lot of pressure right now."

"I have to make money to support my family." Wuming said, "I am not an idler. I need a working sister."

"I see you are quite free now." Se Lian said.

"Market research is also part of the job." Wuming said seriously, "Although I'm sitting here doing nothing, I'm thinking."

Se Lian laughed: "Have you figured it out yet?"

"It's not very ideal." Wuming shook his head, "The work is too high-end and it's hard to come up with a plan."

"Then you should look for direction, not work." Se Lian said, "Sometimes you stop, calm down, and determine the direction before you can figure it out."

"What do you mean?" Wuming asked.

"Work is work, and the direction of the work must also be specifically determined." Se Lian said, "The work of studying how to work, magic of magic, method of method."

"It makes sense, Master Se Lian." Wuming was in awe.

Ser Lian said: "Snowy mountains are a perfect place for thinking. This is the place closest to the stars. It was here that Lenara chased the stars, encountered the full moon, and suddenly understood the essence of magic. A cold place can calm our thinking. .”

Wuming was thinking about Se Lian's words, and in the holes in the white cloth, a pair of eyes gradually lit up:

"Where did she get her epiphany?"

Se Lian spread out his palms: "Map."

Wu Ming handed it to Master Se Lian respectfully, unfolded it in person, and handed over the pen and ink.

Se Lian drew on the map and traced a route: "Probably like this."

Wuming leaned over and kissed Se Lian cheek to cheek:

"It's very close."

"That's why I said that the best place for stargazing is not necessarily in the Flame Cauldron." Se Lian said, "That place is under the golden tree, and it may not be better than here."

Wuming took the map and gave Se Lian a thumbs up in the white cloth: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you are my confidant."

"Bosom friend..." Wuming muttered this word.

"A true friend." Se Lian said, "You are the only one I can admit as my confidant."

"Friends..." Wuming felt nostalgic, "Many of my friends are dead, and I have forgotten what it feels like to be a friend." "It's like a bow and arrow." Se Lian wasn't very sure either. On her journey of seeking, There are very few people who can stand side by side with her. "A bow cannot be without arrows, and an arrow cannot be without shooting to the distant stars. You are the one who helps me go to the stars and become the stars. I think that is the love and friendship of friends." .”

"Can you inspire the other person to help him realize his dream?" Wuming touched his chin, "From this perspective, we are indeed close friends."

After talking with Se Lian, Wuming, with satisfaction and joy, took the map and headed to a stargazing place that is now in ruins.

While walking, he took out the disk and wanted to contact Patch.

But getting closer to the snowy mountains and away from Yatan, the projection magic became more unstable. It was probably because Serui was too far away from here and it was difficult to relay the signal.

Wuming climbed to the heights of the stargazing ruins, chased away the white-feathered eagle perched on the top, stood on tiptoes, and struck a showy pose.

Only then did some intermittent images appear.

Patch also noticed that the signal was weak, switched the image to sound, and finally communicated smoothly.

"What's up?" Patch asked.

"Just now, I thought of a good idea." Wuming said, "Se Lian inspired me."

"What the hell?" Patch didn't know what Wuming was going to say.

Wuming glanced at the stargazing ruins beneath him: "I guess there won't be many residents in this miserable place like Snow Mountain."

"There are indeed not that many people below." Patch said, "Although there are some gathering places, most of them are fortresses where flame watchers gather, and there are very few civilians."

"There are few locals, but we develop tourism." Wuming said, "Although there are no human traces in the snow-capped mountains and there are no supplies, what is this place? It is a place where various legendary deeds have happened, and there are also various wonders. Giant wars, The cauldron of fire, the canopy of the golden tree, the corpse of a giant, the path to enlightenment under the full moon—these are not the things people like to see."

Wuming stood on tiptoe, his eyes shining like stars in the sky:

"Although there are few supplies in the snow mountain, we can sell them at a high price. When the time comes, a bottle of hot water will cost [-] runes. Who can refuse?"

Patch was silent for a moment: "It seems... we can consider it."

"The snow-capped mountains were once a forbidden area, a place that countless people have heard of but never seen. Now that we have the opportunity to get close, it's so tempting." Wuming painted a beautiful picture.

"But going to the snow-capped mountains is very taboo for the general public," Patch said.

"We didn't come to the snowy mountains to kill people and set fires." Wuming said, "Besides, people can visit critically."

"It is feasible. When I get back, I will study the details and route." Patch said, "Okay, hang up now. We are going to climb a mountain. There is a hillside ahead."

Wuming cut off the communication. Thinking of the new trade route opening up in front of his eyes, Wuming felt very satisfied and even felt lighter.

"Se Lian, you are indeed a former outstanding employee." Wuming recalled Se Lian's definition of a friend and affirmed her value as a close friend.

The relaxed Wuming finally no longer had to stand on tiptoe to point the way as a statue of Rozesi. He put away the disk and sat on the top of the ruins.

Wuming looked at the sky:

"Epiphany..."

Wuming closed his eyes and thought.After thinking for a while, I seemed to feel that the communication with heaven and earth was not smooth enough, so I stood up again, stretched my arms, and tried to get in touch with the sky.

In the wind and snow, the past difficulties and troubles flashed through my mind, mixed together, and became a mess.

When the snowflakes piled up into a sharp peak above his head, Wuming suddenly moved, and the small snowdrift above his head collapsed.

"I understand!" Wuming shouted affectionately.

The sound is like a loud bell, blowing up the snow eagle resting on the ruins. The sound is like thunder, rolling and reverberating between the heaven and the earth, and spreading far into the snow-capped mountains.

Wuming wore a white cloth and looked around, wanting to share his turbulent mood.

With no one around, Wuming dialed Patch's dial again, ready to share his feelings with him.

Just connected, Wuming couldn't wait:

"Let me tell you, I finally realized it. Oops, I feel so excited that my whole body is shaking. I feel like my whole body is vibrating..."

As he spoke, Wuming suddenly felt that his feet seemed to be a little turbulent.

He stood high and looked into the distance.

Not too far away, a thick plume of smoke and dust rose from some high snow-capped mountains.

From top to bottom, a layer of snow line moves downward from the snow mountain, like the bright dividing line when paper is burned.

The thick snow that had been accumulated for many years collapsed, collapsing from the top of the mountain, and brought other snow with it. The momentum was rising steadily. Although it was far away, the roar and vibration seemed to have surrounded Wuming.

It didn't seem like it was actually ringing around me.

Wuming glanced at the disk in his hand.

The roaring sound is coming from the connected disk.

"Ah..." Wuming froze for a while, seeming to be thinking. After thinking, he hid the disk in the white cloth.

After waiting for a while, the avalanche gradually stopped, and the huge waves of snow slowly slid down to the ruins, carrying various weapons and armor.

There was also a spider among them. Its round belly seemed to be particularly smooth, and it slid farther than the others until it fell to Wuming's feet.

"Um...Hi?" Wuming waved his hand, and his voice came from the disc stuck to the spider's butt.

The spider angrily picked up a snowball, threw it at Wuming's face, and filled the only two holes in the sheets with white:
"Beast, what did you realize!"

Angry voices also sounded from Yuanpan in Wuming's arms, resonating into a patchwork chorus on the empty and quiet snow.

Wuming closes the disc:

"I admit that I spoke a little loudly just now..."

Wuming saw Pachi's face turn slightly, and wiped the snow from his face:

"But actually I don't think it's my fault. It's not that big. How could it cause an avalanche? I'm not a giant."

"I heard your voice even when I was climbing the mountain. You said it's none of your business?" Patch's spider legs kept scraping the snow, water and sludge on his forehead and face, with a bad expression on his face.

Wuming shut up and stopped talking about this topic:

"I'm telling you, I realized it. I finally thought about it. I had been unhappy before because I was too entangled."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Patch looked a little serious, "Are you thinking about it? What are you thinking about?"

"I'm worried that I will fail, so I worry about gains and losses. After listening to the old woman's prophecy, I worry that I will go bankrupt and betray my relatives." Wuming lowered his head, clasped his hands and said sadly, "But worrying about gains and losses has no meaning and cannot bring about any changes. And The more you fear the prophecy, the more likely it will be to make it come true. What is that called, the self-fulfilling prophecy."

Patch was a little surprised:

"You can actually figure it out. It's not easy."

Seeing what Wuming said, Patch no longer paid attention to the avalanche just now.

"Yes, I have an epiphany." Wuming said, "Why should we be afraid of our choices? If failure is inevitable, then we must face the result bravely. Even if fate wants to destroy me, it cannot defeat me!"

"Ah, yes, yes, that's it." Patch stretched out two spider legs and applauded Wuming, but the spider legs couldn't make any sound, and could only make a soft popping sound.

Wuming's clenched fist stretched out from the white cloth: "I can't be afraid of the losses caused by my choices, or the collapse caused by doing business. Destiny should be in your own hands!"

"That's how you should think about it." Patch nodded and cheered loudly for Wuming.

Wuming said: "Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to attack head on. Since you cannot stop the collapse caused by business, then take the initiative to promote it!"

Patch crossed his chest and nodded, suddenly feeling something was wrong: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)