Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Wuming and the young slaves of the Fallen Eagle Legion rode the manhole cover in batches, and finally left the underground, which was not dark but not dark, and returned to the surface.

See the sun again! Wuming stretched his body and cheered in the foggy forest.

The little slaves had been underground for too long and were even a little uncomfortable with the environment on the ground. They covered their eyes and felt the surrounding environment.

But it was so, and they were very excited.

Master... thank you. The little slaves said incoherently, What do you need us to do?

Don't call me master, call me boss. Wuming said energetically, What are your specialties?

Our shield is special. The little slaves said, We also know some simple tactics.

Not bad. Wuming did not dislike them, but was quite satisfied, I have already thought about your work. Come on, follow me back to Stonewell.

The slaves of the Fallen Eagle Corps felt a little emotional when they heard Stonewell.

When they went down to investigate the Eternal City, the Storm King had just fallen. Now, the Golden Dynasty has begun to decline.

What kind of job do you do? the employees of the Fallen Eagle Legion were curious.

Go work underground! Wuming announced.

The employees collapsed on the floor: Going underground again?

I think you guys haven't adapted to life on the ground yet. Wuming said thoughtfully, Don't worry, you won't be here for too long.

Fallen Eagle Legion employee says:

The person who asked us to investigate the Eternal City said so before...

If you don't worry, I can put a portal for you. Wuming said, Even if you are trapped underground, you can still come back.

The nameless promise made the little slaves feel relieved:

I didn't expect you to have a portal...

Wuming smiled slyly and turned over the large treasure box on his shoulder. A portal was attached to the bottom of the treasure box, emitting a hidden light.

The little slaves were stunned: Where does this... come from? Why haven't I seen it before?

This is the portal next to the Chair Temple, the main road leading to the activities of the people of the ancestral spirits. Wuming explained, In other words, it is the portal leading to the Eternal City.

In the Eternal City, Amastasia, the night man, looked at the empty space where a portal was originally placed next to the chair temple, and looked up at the blue-black rock sky and roared:

Nameless! I——

But Wuming is not a nameless name. Even if Amastasia wanted to curse people, she was a little unable to do so, and she gritted her teeth with hatred.

Amastasia lost her temper, but she was unwilling to accept the thought that the portal leading directly to here had been stolen.

I curse you to be stolen too! Amastasia shouted and punched the rock formations in the sky.

On the rock formations, the little slaves were dumbfounded when they heard Wuming's words:

To the Eternal City?

What? If you don't accept my arrangement, then you don't have to follow me. Everything will just go back to the starting point, and you won't lose. Wuming said.

Although Wuming said this, he was confident that the people from the Fallen Eagle Legion would not be willing to return to the Eternal City.

The teachings of the sun guided him - if they had never seen the light, they might not have the extravagant hope, but if they had the opportunity to return to the surface, they would not give up this opportunity.

As expected, none of the little slaves wanted to go back. They were almost crying:

Didn't you promise not to return to the Eternal City?

I promised. Wuming said frankly, But what does this have to do with me stealing a portal that can lead directly to the Eternal City?

The little slaves were speechless and didn't know what to say.

Wuming said earnestly:

“And think about it, I promised not to reveal the secret of the Eternal City, but I’m not the only one who knows this secret—you guys are too.

Then bringing you back not only did not violate my oath, but actually helped Ye Ren reduce the risk of leaking the news - I still did a good thing.

Wuming concluded: Since I have helped Ye Ren, you have not lost anything. I have kept my promise. It's a win-win-win situation.

The employees of the Fallen Eagle Legion gave up. They obviously couldn't defeat this boss.

Seeing that the Fallen Eagle Legion gave up their struggle, Wuming let them stay where they were and returned to Hyde Fortress to prepare carriages for the young slaves.

His golden carriage cannot carry so many people.

Where have you been? Hyde looked very anxious when he saw Wuming finally appear.

I went down into the Shivla River from the entrance shaft. Wuming also complained to Hyde, No one came to find me, so I was trapped for a long time.

How can I take care of you now! Hyde said anxiously, The coalition of lords has not been completely wiped out.

It is impossible to annihilate all the enemies. Wuming said, There are so many people, you have to run a lot to kill a pig. What I said at the beginning was to make them retreat, not to annihilate them all.

Hyde facepalmed: They have retreated - and are heading directly to Stonewell City now. At least half of them ran away, and now half of the lord coalition is heading straight to Stonewell, threatening to fight King Neferi.

Neferi is a woman, so there's no need to kill her, right? Wuming said.

Is this the point? Hyde raised his voice. The point is that even half of the coalition forces are larger than Stonewell's garrison. Those lords seem to have come out in force this time, calling out all the troops in their territory. It’s a desperate move, King Neferi is in danger!”

Is Neferi afraid of siege warfare? Wuming wondered, With her strength, it wouldn't be a problem to directly punch the opponent's army through and tear a way out, right?

I'm afraid it won't work this time. Hyde said, It is said that the coalition forces of the lords recruited a large number of perfumers to join the war. An army with perfumers is very troublesome. Back then, the royal city sent perfumers to fight in the Shattered War, and the casualties caused were horrific. . What they faced back then was not the coalition of lords, but the coalition of kings.

Is there any difference? Wuming asked.

Now these lords are just small country lords who are suppressed by Greg and dare not breathe, and in the King's Alliance Army, Greg is not even ranked. Hyde told Wuming the difference.

Hyde made a quick decision:

We need to return to Stonewell immediately, and rush back before the coalition forces occupy favorable terrain and block the surrounding arteries. Your chariot is very fast, and even if you circumvent the marching team, it should still be in time.

I'm afraid you will be disappointed. Wuming said, I have recruited a group of employees to work in Stonewell. They don't have golden chariots, so they won't be able to go back quickly.

How long have you been working? Hyde was shocked and angry.

I'm just a businessman. If you want to fight, just fight. Wuming said, It has nothing to do with me.

Aren't you a subject of King Neferi? Hyde said, Your business is also done in Nimgefu.

The lords won't let me do business, right? Wuming said.

Hyde looked at Wuming in shock, horrified by his disloyalty.

But after watching it for a few seconds, Hyde suddenly remembered what Wuming had done and vaguely understood the logic of Wuming's actions.

Hyde said: Then I will prepare a carriage for you, free of charge.

I'm just waiting for your words. Wouldn't it be over if you said this earlier? Wuming said, Then let's set off.

While Hyde was preparing supplies, he told Wuming about the situation:

We have received the news for a while. Although we have to take a detour, we can't go too far, otherwise we will not be able to catch up. The most troublesome thing is to break through the blockade.

Is there still a blockade? Wuming asked.

The lords are going to attack Stonewell, and the fog forest is behind them. In order to prevent their rear from being attacked, they will definitely leave some troops to monitor us. Hyde said, Although these are just surveillance, we are not leading the army back this time. If we are on guard, those people monitoring us may seriously delay us.”

Neferi really can't deal with them? Wuming said.

A lot of people will die, which she doesn't want to see. But I believe in the power of King Neferi. Hyde said, I'm worried about the fire in the city - so I have to rush back.

Wuming nodded: Okay, I'll help you get back.

The two left Hyde Fortress with their carriage and chariot, picked up the Rebel Eagle Legion, and headed straight to the east.

What are we doing? Hyde looked at the direction of the carriage, This direction is wrong!

No problem, let's go from Galid. Wuming said, There is a teleportation gate there that can be transferred directly to the Wailing Sand Dunes.

Along the way, the two met the Red Lions who were building a wall of smoke and fire. The Red Lions were familiar with Wuming, so they said hello and let him enter Galid.

Wuming went straight to the Ionian swamp, followed the Silk Road portal back to Airei Church, and then returned to Stonewell through the portal of Airei Church.

Look, this is the importance of building roads. Wuming said proudly, If you want to be rich, build roads first.

Haide had no time to argue with Wuming. He got off the car and rushed to the city to report the news and understand the current situation in the city.

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Wuming saw that Hyde was busy, so he arranged the young slaves of the Fallen Eagle Legion to work, and then walked around the city.

Wuming felt that the energy in the city was obviously much better. Many people walked onto the street with bruises on their noses and faces, but they were in good spirits.

Wuming didn't expect Nefeli's method to be unexpectedly effective, and praised: Boxing is really useful.

But Neferi's method not only vented the fighting spirit of the golden people, but also inspired some dangerous thoughts that pursue excitement.

Wuming was walking when he suddenly felt like he was hit.

Without thinking, he slapped the person who knocked him down, and at the same time turned around and grabbed the collar of the person behind him.

The man was holding a small cloth bag in his hand, which contained several bottles of expensive spices.

The bag was pinned to Wuming's waist before.

Stealing my things? Wuming's tone was serious.

Did you notice it? the thief laughed.

How can I not notice it? Wuming snorted coldly, If you take a hair off my clothes, I can feel it - no one can steal my things!

The man who stole things tightened his grip on the bag:

Don't be angry, we just have itchy hands, so we'll give it back to you——

The man reached into the bag, took out a bottle of spices, pulled out the cork and poured it towards Wuming.

The spice exploded when it encountered the air, turning into a spark that burned towards Wuming.

The thief threw the spice bag in an unknown direction, turned around and ran away.

My spices! Wuming watched with distress as the precious spices were wasted, and quickly rushed towards the half-empty spice bag to prevent other spices from being wasted.

Wuming looked at the thief who was about to disappear into the crowd. In anger, he drew out his sword and pointed it straight at the sky.

There was a roar in the sky, golden thunder struck down, and the thief fell straight down, his whole body scorched black.

After dealing with the thief, Wuming put away the spice bag and shook his head:

The world is in decline! It has not been long before Stone City has become like this.

Wuming put away his long sword and continued to walk on the street filled with evil spirits. People around him saw Wuming's gesture as if he owed him eight million runes, and they wisely stayed away.

Wuming was no longer in the mood to wander around, so he turned a corner and headed towards his small courtyard.

But as soon as he turned around, Wuming felt something move on his waist again.

Come back? Wuming was furious and punched back.

But there was nothing behind him, and the unknown fist hit the wall, making his hands numb.

What's even weirder is that Wuming still feels something moving in his waist.

He looked along the squirming spot and found a ritual pot on his waist shaking gently.

This is... the pot where tears are put! Wuming suddenly realized.

He didn't say anything, and he didn't immediately take out the pot to check. Instead, he walked around and around in his own courtyard - the hiding place where the Queen of the Full Moon was hidden.

The courtyard was empty. Milie turned his back to Wuming and put his head into the room where Man Yue was, not knowing what he was saying.

Entering the courtyard, Wuming immediately opened the ritual pot.

Sure enough, the teardrops were squirming and constantly hitting the inner wall of the ritual pot.

Wuming reached out and poked the pool of sticky silver liquid:

Hey, do you understand me?

The teardrop squirmed for a moment, and a mouth emerged from the sticky surface:

can understand.

Wuming was surprised and looked at the intact mouth:

It turned out that you can speak - you've learned a lot. You won't learn from me this time?

You just passed through a noisy street. I can imitate, so I learn quickly. Mouth said, I have learned your language along the way.

Awesome. Wuming poked his tears, Then do you know how you were made? Can you teach me the technique?

I can only imitate. Teardrop said, I can't do things I haven't touched before.

That's quite magical. Wuming stared at the ritual pot, Can you imitate someone bigger than me?

Okay. The imitation teardrop said, But I don't want to imitate you.

The imitating Teardrop spoke hurriedly, as if he was resisting imitating Wuming again.

I'm not asking you to imitate me. Wuming said, There is a woman in this yard. Can you imitate her? She's the one in the house.

Imitation teardrops gush out from the ritual pot, then expand, and silver mist spreads around the body.

The mist cleared, and another full moon queen sat in front of Wuming.

Okay! Wuming applauded, Take two steps!

The Full Moon Queen stood up, took steps, and walked back and forth around Wuming.

Wuming frowned: It feels... not very elegant.

The posture of the imitation teardrop is not only inelegant, it is even very mechanical and does not resemble the walking of a normal person.

I can only imitate. said the imitated Full Moon Queen. This person doesn't walk. I can only use the postures of people on the street and you to replace them. The body shape is not suitable.

It seems there is still room for improvement. We need to train and train again. Wuming said, Okay, let's change back first.

The Queen of the Full Moon seemed to have leaked air and collapsed back into a silver teardrop.

Wuming observed the eye-catching silver surface of the teardrop:

I have never heard of this thing like you outside, and I have never seen it before. It must be quite rare - you need to disguise it.

As long as you don't let me pretend to be you, anything will work. Teardrop said.

Can it be turned into an embroidery needle and hidden in the ear? Wuming asked.

No. Teardrop said, Although I can become very big, I am not very good at becoming small. I cannot become too small, at least bigger than a heart.

It's bigger than a heart, so it's not too small. Wuming said, It's still not easy to carry around. It's not much smaller than putting it in a ritual pot—

His eyes fell on the ritual pot: Yes, you can turn into a pot.

Pot, in Junction, not only describes a container for dead objects, but also a pot for living things.

By pouring human flesh and blood into it, the pot can give birth to life, limbs and wisdom.

Alexander, whom Wuming met in the Red Lion City before, was the warrior pot born from the flesh and blood of the warriors, and he also inherited the warriors' legacy - to become a hero.

Living pots are quite common, and they can move freely, allowing you to freely express your will. Wuming said, You can just pretend to be a living pot.

There was a living pot in Stonewell. Wuming took Teardrop over there, and with just one glance, Teardrop learned the structure of the living pot.

The silver teardrops flowed straight into the pot, cut four holes in it, transformed into four limbs, and covered it with a lid, making it plump and plump.

Teardrop controlled his limbs and turned in a circle: Is it similar?

Exactly the same. Wuming said, It's safe now.

Wuming walked around the street with tears in his eyes. As expected, he didn't attract the attention of the civilians, as if he didn't exist.

Wuming nodded with satisfaction, turned back to Teardrop and said, Not bad, not bad. From now on, you will turn into a pot and follow me -

Wuming froze.

There was nothing behind him, except for the shadow of the pot.