The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 9 The Mystery of the Demihuman Disaster

The faded ones cross the sea of ​​fog and enter the junction, looking for the ring.

But after arriving in this land of the gods, the descendants of the exiled faders realized the horror of this world.

Everyone thinks that they are chosen by heaven and are guided by blessings, but when they come here, they find that almost everyone has blessings.

And as time goes by, many faders gradually lose sight of the guiding light and get lost in this land.

Some are still struggling, while others have fallen.

In the city of Stonewell, sits a demigod - "Grip" Greik.Even the laughing stock of this demigod is not comparable to the average fader.Countless faded people fell on the road of Stone City, and their bones became sacrifices in the limb-grazing ceremony, and became the dense bones of the bottom of Stone City.

Even so, there are still people with faded colors rushing to Stone City one after another, just to get the recognition of the two fingers and prove that they are the real chosen ones.

On the small road in Stone City, a faded man cut through the thorns, broke through the traps of explosive barrels, and killed all the enemies along the way.

But by this time the fader had run out of ammunition and food.

His grail bottle was dry, and he was carrying runes collected from his enemies, but no witch could help him convert them into power.

He can choose to turn back and repair, but Grek's city defense will not give him more time.Reinforcements will be added quickly, and there will be plenty of men to replace the damage done by the stalking Faded.

But to venture forward, the unknown road ahead and the unknown risks make people hesitate.

A classic story is that swimming in the fog, even though you are about to reach your destination, you feel desperate because you can't see the shore or the end.

"Damn it!" The fader hammered the wall, "If I were stronger, I wouldn't consume so much supplies..."

In this way, the vigor in the hearts of the faded people has been filed away a little bit, and this little bit of despair adds up to create countless half-painted and discouraged people who are slumped at the border.

The Faded One saw a civilian on the stairs raise his hand to him.

He was too familiar with this action, it was the action of throwing a flame pot at him.

The faders are somewhat annoyed.

He has already killed all the enemies around here, leaving only this little civilian.

Although the Faded One didn't dare to face the soldiers of Stone City again, a small civilian still didn't have the right to make him fearful.

He was going to rush up and hack this vicious civilian to death.

What he didn't expect was that the long neck didn't throw the flame pot, but just waved to him:
"The Faded One, please come here."

Having seen the dangers of the world, those who have faded are cautious.

He looked around for any trap.

"Who are you?" asked the Faded One.

"I'm just a commoner, but I can do business with you." Long Neck laughed sharply, "It seems that you can no longer move forward."

The faded person blushed and did not answer.

"Then my products will be very suitable for you." Long Neck said, "Do you know the dewdrop dung beetle?"

The fader nodded, he'd seen it in the wild.

At that time, he didn't even bother to look at the thing in the wild, but now he heard it, his eyes lit up.

Long Neck pointed to the small black room behind him:
"I've stocked up on some dewdrop dung beetles here that will refill your chalice bottle and keep you going."

The faded person looked at the dark room, and became more vigilant, not daring to go in.

The long neck smiled: "Don't worry, there is no ambush, I will go in and get it for you, you just need to prepare the rune."

"How much?" asked the fader.

"Six hundred runes each," said Longneck.

"It's so expensive." The fader frowned, "Is it made of gold?"

Six hundred, he had to kill many enemies to earn it.

"Look, there are no tortoises in the city. These are all wild tortoises. You think it's too expensive and I don't think it's too expensive." Long Neck said, "But it allows you to move on, to the next blessing. Allowing you to infiltrate deeper into the next time the army deploys."

The long-necked voice is ugly and not very attractive, but it makes sense.

Six hundred runes, anyway, is not enough for a witch to transform into power, and although it is a lot, it is not very exaggerated.

"Okay, deal." The fader made a choice.

Entering the small black room with a long neck, he grabbed a dung beetle and patted it: "There is plenty of juice."

The faded person immediately added it to the Holy Grail bottle, took a sip, and it really worked, and the injuries on his body began to improve.

With supplies on hand, the Faded immediately rekindled the will to move forward.

"Good stuff, boss." The fader's eyes lit up.

The long neck bows humbly:

"Welcome to come again, and you are welcome to introduce friends to Pachi's old shop."

The faders left, coming fearfully and leaving scrappy.

He will successfully find the next safe place and get a moment of rest. Chatting with friends during the rest will become the beginning of a legendary story in this continent.

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Wuming walked to the avenue, throwing a bulging leather bag.

The profit of the first batch of dung beetles has already been obtained, about four thousand runes.

As a project that has just started and is still small in scale, Wuming is quite satisfied.

Thirty percent goes to Gotok's profits, thirty percent goes to Patch's hard work in collecting dung beetles, and forty percent goes to him.

Of course, Wuming won't get so much share just by proposing this idea and stepping on it.

As a force in charge, he also needs to ensure that the entire process of buying and selling dung beetles goes smoothly.

Patch and his men had some setbacks in collecting dung beetles.

A small group of demihumans appeared in the field.

Dung beetles are a bit like fireflies, which emit dazzling light themselves.This makes them very visible at night.

Paqi and others also chose to collect them intensively at night.

But the night is also dangerous. The demihumans will go crazy at night and their aggression will increase greatly.

Paqi and others were caught off guard and were attacked by demihumans.

Although there were not many casualties, the progress of collecting dung beetles was greatly slowed down.

"Usually, there are so many demihumans. I don't know where they came from. Go and investigate." Patch confessed the task.

"Why did you let me go? I still want to build a new round table." Wuming was a little too lazy to move, "Besides, I'm lonely, how pitiful and helpless."

Paqi sneered: "Valkyrie is also a loner, she subverted the entire Gailide by herself. Broken Star Lataen is also a loner, blocking the starry sky by herself. I don't know how much you are, I should call you regicide or the god-slayer?"

"I just want to do business honestly now." Wuming murmured.

"As an old businessman, I have to tell you that there is never any honest duty in business." Patch said, "And you can't be lazy. If you are lazy, you will be poor."

Patch is curious:

"Speaking of which, why do you want to build a new round table? Don't you want to be a businessman?"

"It's a businessman, in order to better serve the faded."

"You went to the round table, what did you see?"

Nameless said: "Sir Baizhi, that guy is the boss of the round table, right?"

"Strictly speaking, the two fingers are the dominant player, but the two fingers do not directly affect external things."

"In short, that guy is not very good, he doesn't have the capacity to be a king." Wuming shook his finger, "How can the Fader be able to do a good job with the magic ring when he is with this kind of insect?"

Before Wuming went to investigate the demihumans, he also gave Paqi a task, asking him to find a blacksmith, find a finger witch, and find two fingers.

Then Patch kicked him out too.

Nameless walked aimlessly in the field, trying to meet some demihumans.

The horse he snatched was not his. When he entered Stone City, he ran away without a trace. Now he has to walk on foot again, looking for a new mount again.

"Hey! Can someone help me!"

A cry for help came to his ears.

(End of this chapter)