Seeing that Root did not speak, the goatee repeated his words to Zhou Jing, and said tremblingly:
"... I didn't tell the alien hunter the real situation, and let him believe that it was just a matter of reselling the stock of medicines, thinking that it was just a matter of money, and took it all on me. I used this reason to bet that he would take me Bring it to you, so I can come back alive now to inform you of the situation."
"You're slow to react."
Root was noncommittal.
The goatee said hurriedly: "It's all preconceived and reasoned... I've stabilized that hunter."
Hearing this, Root snorted coldly: "You still want to take credit with me? You have already made a mistake when you are caught."
"Don't dare." The goatee hurriedly bowed his head.
Root said solemnly: "Not only did you get caught, but you also interfered in the hunter's potion business without telling me... I said, don't use the hunter's potion, it seems that you are too bold, you really dare to make money behind my back, other Did the blood relatives of the tribe who were placed out also do it?"
"I-I don't know." The goatee shivered.
Root slapped his face and shouted:
"Don't forget, why did the tribe and I ask you to do this kind of thing? You really have the idea of making money, but your mind is unclear? Did you deduct the materials that you secretly bring back to the tribe every year?"
"No! I don't have it! I don't dare!" Goatee defended in horror: "I have no shortage of supplies that should be handed over to the tribe. I just replaced a little of the inventory of hunter potions in the pharmacy, and I didn't dare to move the rest! "
"First Evolution"
"Better so."
Root squinted at the goatee.
He straightened up, paced the dungeon, and said slowly:
"Speaking of which, the hunter named Jason, I checked the details, and suddenly appeared around Frostwood Village half a year ago. There was no record before, and it was very mysterious and suspicious... But it was he who discovered your actions."
"What do you mean?" The goatee was shocked.
Root frowned: "This person's origin is unknown, very similar to the secret post of the empire. If the empire noticed something and sent someone to investigate, it would be bad."
The empire has personnel to supervise and audit accounts in various cities, and even if it can be bought, it is still a handle.
Let the "glove" of the goatee do things, even if it is found out, it can be disguised as a personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with the lord and Baiyuan City itself.
After a layer, it is not so easy to find him.
Root closed his eyes slightly, all kinds of thoughts circulating in his mind.
Although the lord can monopolize many things and has a high degree of autonomy, the Terra Empire always wants to control it.
There is more than one city in the empire. It is too much on the bright side. Others can change cities, so many things can only be done in private.
For example, the cooperative pharmacist of a pharmacy, a lord of his only collects taxes, and does not count as his stuff if he enters the inventory. The cooperative pharmacist must guarantee the obvious income, otherwise they will not come, so he has to use the insider operation of replacing the inventory.
However, the hunter potion is not among them. Hunters are an important force to protect the town. Root does not want the hunter potion to go wrong. He also expects more hunters who are filled with honor to be willing to sacrifice themselves.
But the people below secretly stretched out their hands, and with more selfishness, he couldn't find it immediately.
The pharmacy is just the tip of the iceberg. Blacksmith shops, armor workshops, grain stores and other facilities all have inside stories of different situations.
As a lord, he controls the tax collection power of the city, of course not for money, he is not short of money.
As both the lord of Baiyuan City and the current clan chief, the dual identity brings the consideration of light and dark interests.
The goal of everything is to transport all kinds of materials for the tribe, hoard it, and accumulate the power of the tribe.
And the price of inferior goods will be borne by urban residents and passers-by. Anyway, the quality is only a little worse, and no one will die.
Baiyuan City used to be a tribal settlement, and was later rebuilt into a city to accommodate foreign residents, but clan members quietly moved out and established secret settlements in new places.
So the urban dweller is only a productive force that produces profits to him.
Baiyuan City is business.
The tribe is the foundation.
For the historical reasons of White Plains City, the Terra Empire still let the tribe lead the city and let the tribe serve as the lord... Because the tribe exists, the position of the lord is his.
But it's still not safe, what if the empire one day withdraws its appointments and assigns imperial officials to airborne lords like some new cities do? To listen or not to listen then
It was his plan to use the town to feed the tribe back.
The Terra Empire has been building new cities and migrating people. There is no historical reason for the new cities, so the lords can be airborne without hindrance, so batches of "new aristocrats" who have created new surnames have been created to compete with their tribal blood relatives.
So Root can see that the Terra Empire wants to consolidate the kingship and disintegrate the deep-rooted power of the tribe step by step... In fact, since the establishment of the empire, this process has been promoted.
The living environment maintained by tribes allows groups of people to live in groups, continuously integrate, annex, and accept outsiders, so that people in the world can recognize themselves as members of the tribe. The living environment maintained by the empire also allows people to identify themselves as citizens of the empire.
The change of living environment and identity has brought about the shaking of the foundation of the tribe.
For the foreseeable future, as trends develop, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable for the clan.
Times are changing, so what should we do then
Someone once said these words to him, gave him a vision, invited him to participate in a very wide-ranging scheme...
Root agreed.
Everything that is done now is largely in accordance with this plan.
Accumulate strength and wait for the day when that person raises his arms.
All kinds of thoughts flashed, but Root did not show it on his face, and said slowly:
"Apart from this hunter named Jason, is only that Balon known?"
"Yes, I only spoke to them two... But I don't know if they told anyone."
"Although your reasons deceived them, they have noticed the situation in the pharmacy, and we will be tied up in the future... especially Jason, who is suspected of being the secret post of the Empire."
Root paused, and said solemnly:
"You meddle in the hunter potion, and I'll deal with you later. I'll think about how to deal with the current problem first."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Gamma.
Garma leaned against the corner, shivering and desperate.
From the beginning, he wanted to shout, "Don't talk about it, I don't want to hear it"!
Knowing so much, how can you still survive
However, the two did not shy away from him, and they were obviously ready to silence him.
"Don't, don't kill me, I didn't hear anything, I..."
Before Gama could finish speaking, Root gestured behind him.
call out!
A pebble blasted through the air and pierced Jama's forehead.
The blood hole appeared, Jiama's eyes widened, she fell to the ground, and died of anger.
In the shadow of the dungeon, the inch-headed man walked out slowly, rubbed his fingers, and wiped off the lime shards on it.
Just then, he shot a stone with a snap of his fingers, killing Jiama in one fell swoop.
Root glanced at him and couldn't help but say, "How did you do this? I asked the other guards to bounce stones like you, and the stones shattered in one fell swoop."
"Strengthening skills." The inch-headed man was expressionless and didn't want to say more.
Root shook his head, without entanglement, he quickly found the jailer who was asked to avoid, and dealt with the affairs here, and left the dungeon and returned to the longhouse.
As soon as I entered the door, there was an attendant reporting.
"Lord Lord, Captain Maggi is looking for you. He seems to be slightly injured."
"Oh? I'll go take a look."
Root went all the way to the reception room, where Magogie was already waiting, bandaged around his neck.
"What's wrong with you?" Root was surprised.
Magogie stood up suddenly and said indignantly: "Lord Lord, you hired me before and said that I was also qualified to use the hunter workshop, but an alien hunter just stole my things and cut me..."
He cracked an explanation, and Root understood.
It turned out that this person came to complain, and even had a conflict with Jason.
Root's eyes narrowed suddenly, he thought about it, looked at the indignant Maggi, and said:
"This matter is indeed a bit domineering, and my promise to you is still valid... Well, you bring my other guards, and after Jason leaves the city, you can find a place where no one is there to stop him and ask you to get the medicine back."
Magogie was startled, then overjoyed.
He just came to complain, and he didn't dare to expect the lord to do anything to the group of domineering alien hunters, but he didn't expect Root to support him.
Good luck, the lord is out of his mind today!
Or did the lord feel his authority was offended
Magogee fantasized.
At this time, Root touched his chin and said again: "By the way, please invite him back too, I want to talk to him in person."
"How come back?" Maggi asked.
"You can weigh it yourself, don't kill him, it's enough to teach him a lesson. By the way, you remember to avoid the eyes and ears of other hunters and bring Jason to me."
"Okay! Then I'm going to convene people."
Maggi hurried away.
Seeing this, Root's eyes flashed.
He was still thinking about how to deal with Zhou Jing, an insider. If he let his guards go, the reason would be hard to find. The lord could not explain the motive for the alien hunter, which would easily make other hunters angry.
Just as he was thinking of making a reason, Magogee came to the door... Well, the reason for his personal revenge behavior was all at once.
Root intends to take "Jason" back to interrogate the origin, see if it is the imperial secret post, and then think about the silence.
However, this group of people may not be able to hold it back when they move their hands. Maybe they hit a real fire and kill "Jason" on the spot.
In short, I finally stated that this was Magogee's personal revenge, and that he falsely ordered to mobilize the guards privately, not his own intention. The execution of this person was used to calm the hunter's anger.
Although it is a pity to lose a guard with a different blood, but this kind of guy who talks about "I am the lord guard" everywhere and makes trouble for himself, kill him if he kills him.
Anyway, as long as there is an alien blood potion, new alien blood warriors can always be born.
As for another insider, Baron, Root did not intend to let it go.
Although Baron seems to believe the reasons made up by his subordinates, since he knows about the pharmacy, it may be spread everywhere. The more people pay attention, the greater the risk.
As for Frostwood Village, where the incident occurred, it has to be discussed in the long run. As long as Baron doesn't leak, it doesn't matter. Root is not willing to damage the village under his control. This is all labor... But this Jiama is the village's witch doctor, and now It's gone, Baron should have to explain it, it's very troublesome.
If you want to do it, it is impossible to send troops, the soldiers are not credible, it is best to find a way to let the alien beast do it for you...
Root twirled one plan after another.
…
After Zhou Jing left the workshop, he went straight to the Hunter Tavern, where he found Wes as expected.
At this time, there were many hunters in the tavern. Seeing Zhou Jing pushing the door in, they all raised their glasses to say hello.
"Yo, Jason's here."
"One day let's go hunting together."
"Why didn't you see Balon, did you come out to have fun by yourself?"
Zhou Jing responded to the crowd with a smile, then came to sit down opposite Weiss.
"You're here so soon?"
Weiss opened his mouth with a smile, took a sip of wine, took out a money bag, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Zhou Jing.
"This is the money that the prey sold last time, you and Baron's share."
Zhou Jing opened the purse and counted it. There were only one hundred and fifty silver coins in it.
"A little bit."
"There are only three low-risk alien beasts, how expensive can they be?" Weiss rolled his eyes.
Zhou Jing did the math, and now he was carrying a huge sum of 1,400 silver coins.
Ross was carrying the bulging purse on his back, looking like a thief who could pick a lock.
Weiss also noticed it and snorted: "Are you making a fortune? Where did you get so much money?"
"It's just a windfall."
Zhou Jing shook his head.
Seeing this, Weiss didn't ask any further questions.
After chatting with Wes and other hunters in the tavern for a while, and after reading the recent reports on the whereabouts of alien beasts, Zhou Jing took Ross away.
There is not much time to put in, he plans to quickly bring the money back to Frostwood Village, and then depending on the situation, he will use up the Feng Xiaohu Potion he just got to see if he can complete the second enhancement.
Although it has only been three months since the last training session, with the help of the accelerated practice, the results of my physical training are the same as those of ordinary people who have practiced for several years.
Saying goodbye to Wes and other hunters, Zhou Jing did not delay, and immediately left the city and set foot on the road back to Frostwood Village.
…
The road gradually narrowed from wide to narrow, and gradually became a dirt road.
Just as he was walking through a forest on the road, Zhou Jing suddenly stopped and noticed the hidden movement in the surrounding forest.
"Who?"
Zhou Jing glanced around.
The voice fell, and seven figures turned out from behind the trees in all directions.
He recognized it at a glance. Most of these seven people were familiar and seemed to be Root's personal guards.
And the first one was Maggi, with a face full of bad intentions.
"Tsk."
Zhou Jing smacked his lips, and lightly pressed the handle of the knife with both hands.