Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Wuming rode the Falling Star Beast and followed the map to Sunshade City.

Behind Falling Star Beast, there was Millicent sitting.

Hanging from behind is Letina riding a wolf.

Millicent sat on the back of Falling Star Beast, leaning back with her hands, squinting and feeling the wind blowing across her face: It's really nostalgic.

Before Wuming left, he conveyed Gewei's opinion to Millicent and urged her to get on her way quickly. Millicent didn't say anything, but caught up with Wuming when he left and took a ride.

You don't pursue your mission, and you still follow me? Wuming asked her, adding silently in his heart, Gewei couldn't see this.

My mission is in the Holy Tree, but we still lack the talisman to go to the Holy Tree, and we also lack the means to go to the snow-capped mountains. Now we can only wander around, looking for a way.

Millicent concluded: So I haven't been to Sunyin City anyway, so wandering is not wandering.

You have a small mouth, but you're pretty good at talking. Wuming said.

I learned it from you and Haida, Millicent said. After all, I listen to the teachings of the sun every day.

Wuming looked at Millicent's slender body:

Forget it, your small body won't waste your time anyway.

Although the road to the Royal City is flat, it still goes all the way up and continues to rise above the Yatan Plateau. Riyin City is almost a flat road, starting from the caravan camp, with few ups and downs.

This means that as you travel along the road, the cliffs on both sides of the road begin to rise up, casting the path in shadow.

In the thick shadows, the shadows of trees swayed, and the pools along the way emitted mist, and there was a moist and quiet atmosphere around.

The trees were so dense that they even hid the road, making it appear narrow and dark, as if the road ahead led to some dark place.

Fortunately we didn't bring a convoy. Wuming said, This road is only big enough for a cow to pass.

There is a mountain demon. Letina warned with sharp eyes.

Wuming followed Letina's guidance and saw several mountain monsters kneeling beside the cliff to rest.

These are the mountain monsters pulling the coffin. There are huge iron nails and chains stuck in their bellies, but the chains are broken. Only the mountain monsters are seen, but not the coffin.

Wuming looked back at the way he came. Thinking of the piles of abandoned coffins in the camp, he could probably guess where the coffins of these mountain monsters were.

Now everyone is alive. Not only are there carts, but there are also cart pullers. Wuming smiled, stopped the cow, and walked over to talk to the mountain demon.

But without saying a few words, Wuming came back shaking his head.

No deal? Millicent asked.

The other party works for Rodel. Wuming pointed to a vague tunnel between the trees, There is a mine controlled by Rodel. They are responsible for mining and transporting ore, so they can't help.

They don't have a car.

So we're waiting for the bus and taking a break. Wuming said, Without orders from above, they don't dare to leave their posts without permission. Even if they don't have a bus, they have to stay where they are.

If the coffin the trolls were waiting for was really the one in the camp, then they might never be able to wait for the coffin.

Wuming looked at the mountain demon reluctantly, glanced at the mine tunnel reluctantly, and left with a sigh.

Although we received many coffins, there were no people to pull them. What a waste. Wuming said.

Wuming's current method is to use gravity stones to reduce the load and let the limited mountain monsters and powerful hybrids be responsible for pulling the cart. However, after all, gravity stones are limited and manpower is exhausted.

It would be nice if there was something that could replace the mountain demon. Wuming sat on the back of the fallen star beast, holding his chin in his hands and thinking.

Falling Star Beast? Millicent glanced under her butt.

That makes sense. In fact, Latane can pull the cart quite well. Why don't I ask General Shatterstar to pull the cart? Wuming said angrily, Be more realistic, Millicent.

Learned it from the teacher. Millicent said, You often solve things out of tune.

How is it possible? I'm very reliable in doing things for my teacher. Wuming said, You think I'm careless. That's just because your vision is not broad enough and your thinking is limited.

Then why don't you broaden your horizons now?

It's all my fault that the golden tree blocked my sight. Wuming was convinced.

He sighed and looked at the sky: This big tree that blocks the sky and the sun... I always feel that there is a feeling of suffocation in Yatan. Many things seem feasible, but they are all tied up in invisible nets. The Golden Law... It’s amazing.”

Wuming has a feeling that his power is useless. Even if he can launch another war with all the powerful weapons under his command, it will be difficult to change the various inherent concepts and rules that permeate all parts of Yatan.

No wonder some people want to completely destroy everything and then build a new order on the ashes of the ruins. Wuming sighed, Faced with a mess, if you have time to slowly unravel it, it is better to just throw it away.

You're not thinking about burning the golden tree, are you? Millicent looked at Wuming alertly.

How is that possible? I still have to do business. Wuming laughed.

That means that if it delays your business, you will burn the golden tree? Millicent accurately grasped Wuming's meaning.

The golden tree is related to the law and the lives of countless people in the border areas. This is an overly complicated issue. Wuming said, It is irresponsible for me to answer you like this. I really told you, and you don't want to Believe, no matter what the answer is. Don’t judge a person’s future actions based on his current words, people change.”

Millicent nodded and looked at the golden tree that could still be seen even in the canyon: People with laws have the power to change the world, right? Gods who can weave laws that can be used by the entire world are indeed great.

This is not God's perspective on the problem. Wuming said, It would be better to say that after the law is established, people who do not obey the law will die, leaving only those who obey the law. People born after the law will not be able to If you imagine a time without law, this process would be almost irreversible.”

Millicent thought of the Platinum Son and glanced at Letina. Looking back on what I saw in Stonewell, I was indeed naive.

Then why do people still want to rebel against the law? Millicent said, No one is willing to betray the law, right?

This is not easy. Living under this law is uncomfortable. Wuming said.

Teacher, do you think there is a way to make all people and all races happy... Millicent murmured.

Quite the runes. Wuming replied.

I'm not a teacher, I'm talking about the legal level, the kind that can formulate a perfect rule from a high position to satisfy all races - Millicent explained.

A lot of runes! Wuming replied enthusiastically.

Millicent was speechless, hugging her knees and no longer asking Wuming.

That's right, the teacher is a businessman, why should he study the law? I probably think that the teacher is too omnipotent.

What? You think Rune is not important? Wuming said, Don't underestimate Rune's power. Haven't you noticed the changes in your master?

Is there any change? Millicent didn't see it.

My business is booming, the more runes I can consume. Wuming said, You may not be able to tell it from the outside, but my master is getting stronger and stronger.

You are already very strong, Millicent said. Can you be even stronger?

Some of the moves were difficult to use at first, but now they are much easier. Wuming moved his gauntlets, making a clanking sound.

Wuming suddenly stopped the Falling Star Beast, looked up at the sky, and then lowered his head to compare the map.

Millicent looked up and saw a small bridge on the cliffs on both sides of her head, connecting the two cliffs.

You can go up to the volcano from here. Wumingbi looked at the map and sighed, Unfortunately, the caravan can't fly. Even if it's right in front of you, it has to make a big circle.

Is it possible to build a bridge like at Stonewell? Millicent asked.

Activities like building bridges are infrastructure construction. Wuming said, That often means that the cost is huge and the results are little.

Is that so? Millicent didn't participate in the bridge building after all, so she didn't know much about it. Then why did Stone City build the bridge?

Nimgefu and the Lake District have a large labor force, especially since there are a large number of prisoners of war later on, so we can save a lot of money. Wuming said, And there is Neferi in Nimgefu. I am confident that under her leadership, Ningmu Gefu can maintain long-term peace and slowly make money back.

Wuming pointed to the small bridge above his head:

As for Huoshan, there is still a war here. This is a demigod force that is openly challenging the royal city. If we build a road to the volcano today, it doesn't matter whether the volcano will still be there tomorrow. Moreover, the official residence of the volcano is still using the volcano trade. The terrain is difficult to defend. I'm building a road here? Isn't that asking for trouble? I built it in a year, and it only takes a moment for them to tear it down.

Wuming's plan for the caravan was to go to Windmill Village first, settle the bill, and if possible, build a camp in Windmill Village so that there would be no delay whether heading east to the Royal City or west to the Volcano Mansion.

While talking, Falling Star Beast finally walked out of the woods and came to an open area. The whole picture of Sunyin City was immediately displayed in front of the three people.

It fits the name of this city. Wuming said, It is indeed the city of executioners. It has a unique shape.

Looking around, one can see an endless poisonous pond. Corrupt slugs living in the poisonous pond can be seen everywhere. All kinds of unknown poisonous insects are rolling in the poisonous pond. Sunyin City is very low, as if sunk into the ground. Except for a few towers that are a little higher, the whole city looks like a pancake spread on a poisonous pond.

Millicent frowned.

It's suitable for the son of platinum to live in. Letina smiled.

Millicent, you and Letina go east, and I'll go west, looking for a way into the city. Wuming said, You don't have to go in if you find it, just retrace your steps and meet up. Being alone is the easiest way to die suddenly.

Are you alone now? said Millicent.

Don't worry, if I die, I will always live. Wuming gave Millicent a thumbs up, then headed west alone, and thoughtfully left the Falling Star Beast to Millicent to ensure Millicent's strength. powerful enough.

To the west of Riyin City is a field of rubble. Fortunately, the entire city seems to have sunk into the ground, and the wall is not high. Wuming still found a place where he could climb over the wall along the rubble to get in.

Wuming also saw several large Miranda flowers in the west of the city, which were constantly throwing scarlet poisonous powder outwards.

Thankfully Millicent didn't go this way. Wuming shook his head and burned the flowers.

Seeing that Millicent and the others hadn't come back yet, Wuming didn't rush back and headed towards the rocky land further west.

Looking from a distance, the shape of the stone was a bit strange, and Wuming couldn't help but feel curious.

When I took a closer look, I realized that there were sculptures everywhere, most of them broken and piled here.

The sculptures have different themes, most of which are women. Some sculptures are also covered with clothes made of flower petals, which are lifelike and beautiful.

It's a bit interesting... Wuming admired the reliefs, as if attending a sculpture art exhibition, walking along the corridor and admiring the various aspects of life emerging from the stones.

Then he was whipped away by the demon statue with a halberd.

Ouch. Wuming said.

As the stone sculpture was destroyed, Wuming came back to his senses.

Only then did Wuming realize that a golem that had been lying on its back had gotten up, but he had walked into the attack range of the golem without even realizing it. The golem halberd swept across and knocked him away with the long handle.

Okay, come on, Dabai, whip him. At the feet of the demon, there was a man clapping and cheering, cheering for the demon.

The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes that said I am a nobleman written on his clothes, and he wore an exquisite mask on his face. The facial features of the mask are delicate and even a little coquettish.

Wuming became angry immediately and gritted his teeth:

You're interrupting my appreciation of art!

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard Wuming's words, and sneered:

What kind of art is this? It's just some defective products. In other words, it's rubbish, a country bumpkin who has never seen the world.

You not only disturbed my appreciation of art, but also insulted my vision! Wuming's eyes widened.

The moment he saw those sculptures, Wuming felt that the goddess of art had favored him, and an overwhelming inspiration came to his mind, giving him an understanding that was almost like understanding the law——

I can sell sculptures!

It has a long shelf life and is not an everyday object. It can also meet the urgent religious and spiritual needs of the residents in the border areas.

Isn’t this sculpture of Godfrey Marika a hit?

Wuming is completely immersed in beautiful fantasies, imagining a future of making various versions of sculptures and peripherals, and earning a lot of money.

The dream was mercilessly shattered by the golem, and after it was shattered, this nobleman who appeared out of nowhere ridiculed his taste?

Unable to bear it anymore, he punched the demon statue to pieces.

Wuming jumped up to the chest height of the golem, punched through the golem's chest, and tore out the meteorite inside.

The golem fell to the ground motionless.

After cleaning up the golem, Wuming looked at the noble young master with gloomy eyes.

The noble prince had collapsed on the ground, trembling as he looked at Wuming.

Wuming squatted next to the noble, pulled the noble's long braids into many bundles, and said with a fierce expression:

You can insult me, but you can't insult my vision of art or my aesthetic sense! If I don't kill you today, then you have a good attitude.

The nobles raised their hands in fear and surrender:

Hero, spare your life.

How are you going to apologize? Wuming said the word apology very strongly.

I was wrong, I was so wrong. The nobleman said, If you like these sculptures, I will give them to you.

Okay. Wuming raised his nostrils magnanimously, But this is not enough.

What else do you want? The nobleman almost cried, I am so poor that I have nothing left.

You still owe the masters who carved these sculptures an apology! Wuming said loudly, They worked so hard to make them, and you just call them rubbish? Do you know they worked hard!

I know... the noble muttered.

You know what the heck! Wuming patted the noble's head again, almost knocking off the mask, No one understands better than me how much effort goes into these sculptures!

The noble's voice was full of grievance: I carved this, and those who are not satisfied are left here.

Can you evaluate your carving? You don't know anything! Your understanding of carving is like that of a layman - Wuming was about to continue the fight, but suddenly stopped, You - what did you say?

I carved these sculptures. The nobleman repeated. Because I was not satisfied with many places, I threw them all here. The finished products that I am satisfied with are all in the city, although it is a pity that I can't go back...

Wuming retracted his palm, remained silent for a moment, and then stretched out his palm again - holding the noble's hand:

Please join my team! Our caravan is lacking talents like you!