Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Inside the arena, there were several tables, with a long queue in front of the tables. Behind the table sat a civilian official who was doing statistics, and guarding soldiers stood on both sides of the official.

The golden citizens filled in their personal information on the form, including their names, addresses, and family members.

What are you filling in these for? The golden people complained, and filled in the unemployed column in the employment column in embarrassment.

The soldier next to the civil servant spoke up: You are asked so many questions about what you are doing. If you are asked, just write it down. What is your last name, where you came from, how many people are in your family, how many acres of land per capita, how many cows are in the field...

The civil servant stopped the warrior and said kindly to the golden people:

We are going to compete for all, and we will reward you for your performance afterwards. For the sake of convenience, fairness, and to prevent anyone from cheating, we will collect your information and arrange a suitable battle. You guys don't want to encounter each other in the first round. A retired knight who has lost his home, or maybe he meets your wife and mother?

The golden people stopped talking and left angrily.

The publicity that Neferi had the entire city having a sword fight not only shocked the residents in the city, but even spread outside the city.

It's hard to say whether the Queen's move was welcomed. Many people thought it was a good opportunity to show off, while others were clamoring about how the Golden People could fight in person.

But outside voices could not stop Neferi from implementing this measure. The statistical work was carried out in an orderly manner. People from different neighborhoods and professions were ranked according to their strength and proximity, and they were ready to start fighting.

Neferi also promised that despite the battle and even if he was injured, she would fund his treatment and recovery. However, treatment for disabilities requires preparation, and you have to wait a week for treatment.

That's a good method. In the projection, Momochi praised Neferi, This way they will understand this cruelty.

Neferi occasionally communicates with Momochi. She claims that the purpose of holding the battle festival is to let the residents of the city fight each other, to experience certain cruel things firsthand, and to understand the gravity of it.

Neferi hopes these civilians know that the way of a warrior is not only passion and blood, but also accompanied by cruelty and blood.

Facing her adoptive father's praise, Neferi looked very humble, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, like a child without a palace.

But if you act like this, the opposition to you in the city will become louder. Baizhi said.

It's okay, foster father. Neferi said, Hyde told me that although these opposing voices will not disappear, they will not break out unless something intensifies.

There is indeed something going on now. Baizhi said, I intercepted a letter and suppressed it first. The content of this letter is not good for you.

What's the content? Neferi asked.

The lord coalition forces suffered heavy losses, and your prime minister disrupted an attack by the coalition forces. Baizhi said.

That's a good thing. Neferi was happy.

It depends on poisoning and using scarlet corruption. Bai Zhi said.

Neferi frowned: I heard Millicent say that scarlet corruption is a very evil thing.

Baizhi nodded: Doesn't it match your way of being a warrior?

I'm afraid it's Wuming's idea... Nefeli muttered.

Do you need me to help you suppress the news? Baizhi said, Such news will definitely become a weapon for the enemy to attack you. If you suppress the matter, it will not affect your image.

Neferi thought for a while, shook her head and said, No need, if it is the truth, there is nothing to hide.

Baizhi said: You are at the forefront of the storm now. If this happens again, listen to me, you will not be able to control it.

Neferi frowned: Father, are you teaching me to lie?

This is not lying, it's just covering up the truth. Baozhi said, You are a queen now and you need to consider the impact.

Perhaps the King of Elden needs to be like this. Neferi said, But I am just a small Lord of Stonewell City. It would be too cowardly if I were to plan things like this.

Baizhi wanted to say something else, but Neferi smiled at him:

No need, this matter won't cause any trouble. I believe Wuming will not bring the matter to an irreversible point. But I still have to thank my adoptive father for thinking about me.

Baizhi was silent for a moment and said:

Nothing, you are my child.

Under the wall of Hyde Fortress, the corrupt family members were scratching the wall.

The sounds of buzzing and scraping on the city wall were endless, scaring the residents of the city to huddle together for fear of a big insect emerging from any corner.

Look, don't worry. Although these bugs are very strong against human enemies, they are not good at facing solid fortresses. Wuming comforted Hyde, Your fortress is impregnable, they can't attack it.

To put it nicely, is there any difference between us being besieged now and being besieged before? Hyde said, What's the use if they can't get in? We have to be able to get out.

Don't worry, I learned it when I went to Galid to do business. Corruption is afraid of fire. Use fire to attack. The insects are most afraid of this. Wuming said and showed Haide a demonstration. He threw a fireball and burned several Corruptions in the city to death. Dependents.

Be optimistic. Wuming said, At least our suspicion of poisoning has been cleared.

Hearing what Wuming said, Hyde looked at him in horror:

Could they be attracted by your corruption?

As I said, I don't have time for corruption. Wuming said.

That's why you asked them directly.

Then I should be able to let them leave. Wuming said.

Can you? Hyde looked at him with hopeful eyes.

Wuming pondered for a moment: I think these bugs are difficult to communicate with, but I heard that there is a song and dance that can drive away bugs.

Really? Hyde didn't expect that the deworming plan given by Wuming was so out of the ordinary.

Believe me, I did business in Galid. Wuming patted Hyde on the shoulder and gave a thumbs up.

Wuming danced strangely on the city wall, stamping his feet, and the songs in his mouth were very mixed, like the verses of a bard, but also the ravings from ancient times.

Sounds like the horned men we saw underground, the nameless employee said.

“I listen to the traditional songs of Nimgefu,” said a city resident.

Hyde didn't care about the origin of this song and dance. He hid under the city wall and just wanted to see if Wuming's method worked.

Only the armored warrior was seen dancing on the city wall, his outline gradually blurring under the backlight.

Wuming stopped.

...Does it work? Hyde asked tentatively.

Wuming turned around, and the armor in front of him was covered with a layer of insect silk.

Wuming was a little angry: Don't you give me face?

His armor was red and hot, and he burned the insect silk into flying ashes, and then rushed directly to the city with a fierce look.

Why are a group of things that are afraid of fire showing off their power? Don't you know that grandpa and I are just playing with fire?

The rustling sounds under the city wall disappeared, replaced by the sound of blazing flames, crackling explosions, and the screams of insects.

A wall of fire rose up, as high as a city wall, crashing into the foggy forest like waves.

Hyde was dumbfounded: Don't burn the mountain...

The wall of fire approached the fog forest and dissipated rapidly, throwing up bursts of flying ash, only to burn all the grass in front of the fog forest.

But Wuming didn't stop and rushed into the forest to chase the insects. From time to time, there was light coming from the forest.

Hyde was stunned when he heard the bursts of explosions:

He has this special power, why didn't he use it earlier?

In the forest, the bugs held oil drums and set them on fire everywhere in the forest. The oil barrel exploded, blowing the insect's body to pieces along with it.

Wuming was sitting on the seats that once belonged to the lords by the entrance well of the Shivla River, drinking and chatting with the people across from him.

It's a pleasure to cooperate. Wuming said with a smile.

Opposite Wuming, there was a red-robed sage sitting, it was Gewei.

Gewei's face was not as pretty as Wuming's, and he echoed him with an expressionless expression: Happy cooperation.

Wuming looked at the surrounding camps:

What a coincidence, these people are stationed at the entrance well, and you crawl over from the exit well - Wuming clapped his hands crisply, Just right.

The geographical location of the fog forest is what gives Wuming the confidence to come alone. It is close to Galid, and the Shivla River connects the two places underground.

Wuming didn't need to bring more power, he had bugs to use.

After knocking Hyde unconscious before leaving, he did not go straight east. Instead, he walked south first and returned to Airei Church through the portal.

Relying on the teleportation line he had worked so hard to establish, he first went to Galid alone to deliver a batch of excrement to the corrupt family members, and talked about asking the insects for help.

Faced with Wuming's cooperation application, Gewei directly rejected it.

With Latarn's resurrection, although scarlet is still the main color of Galid, Gewei knows that the insect has no advantage against the red lion. If they jump too much and lure Latarn over, the Ionian swamp they live in may disappear directly.

The invasion of Nimgefu will also attract more enemies.

We are a group of outcasts. Gewei made his understanding of the rejection clear, Nimgefu is not suitable for us.

I thought you could spread it around.

“If we can transform the landscape on our own, do we need gods?”

You really can't cooperate? Wuming said.

cannot.

Wuming said regretfully: It seems that I have to work harder. Alas, a person's power is limited after all, and he has to fight a protracted battle. I don't know how long Millicent will have to wait.

Millicent? Gwe asked, What does it have to do with Millicent?

Millicent is waiting for me at Stonewell.

How did Millicent come to Stonewell? How long has it been? Gwei was surprised. Isn't she going to the snowy mountains?

Oh, that's right, she originally went to the Lake District, but came back for the sake of the Platinum Son. Wuming also explained clearly to Gewei, The group of people you asked to help clean up are against the current King of Nimgefu. The banner is not orthodox enough, and the reason is to take in the Son of Platinum. Millicent will not leave until she solves the problem of the Son of Platinum. This child is kind-hearted and is willing to fight for the welfare of others throughout his life. If he does not build the home of the Son of Platinum, I'm afraid I won't leave. I spent eighteen hundred years just to help others. That red hair is the color of the sun...

Wuming wiped away the tears that overflowed the peephole of the mask:

Millicent is a good child, so kind, just follow me.

Speak as if you are her adoptive father. Gewei said.

Wuming didn't take it seriously and hit Gewei with a smile:

Can't you, the adoptive father, help me? It's all for the sake of the child.

Gewei sat in the tent outside the well at the entrance to the Shivla River, recalling the appearance of the nameless scoundrel. He saw the nameless person sitting in front of him, just like he had sat in the Ionian swamp before, laughing and nonchalant. He always had a kind of illusion--

The long journey of Millicent's journey will probably also be the arduous journey of their insects.

As the last oil barrel exploded, most of the Corruption's dependents had died. A small number of bugs returned to Galid along the Shivra River, and there were scattered bugs scattered in the fog forest, adapting to changes.

Are you leaving? I'll see you off. Wuming stood up from the chair.

No need. Gewei grabbed a sword-edged halberd and stabbed it into his throat.

Gewei's human form disappeared and turned into a big insect.

It's really convenient for life forms like yours to destroy corpses and eliminate traces. Wuming said, See you later, I'll have to trouble you when I have time.

It's okay, it's all for the sake of the children. Chongzi said.