The war is about to start, and all kinds of materials will naturally become more and more expensive and more expensive.
No one could have predicted that the turmoil would be so serious and long-lasting, so collecting all kinds of materials now and using them as bargaining chips in the future is also an extremely cost-effective speculation.
Garen walked through dozens of grain and oil stores inside and outside the city, and finally found a cheaper one. Using the 20,000 silver wheel cloth he only earned, he bought all of them into grain.
He knew that once a large-scale war breaks out, fertile land cannot be harvested, and the price of grain and oil will rise to an unimaginable level in the end.
Such speculation does not take long. You can earn ten times, or even dozens of times the profit.
Garen rented a warehouse in a remote part of the city, and all of it was used to store a kind of rice called green rice. This kind of rice is very resistant to hunger, has strong vitality, and is easy to grow. So very cheap. After the turmoil began, green rice was extremely popular among the people because of its resistance to hunger. The selling price is much higher than ordinary rice.
Now that Garen has discovered the possible source of potential points, he feels much more at ease. He decided to hang out in Iron Tank City for the time being. Before and after the First World War, the Vindman and Terry Jones families were all fine and safe, and were saved by the Royal Alliance. Until the alliance collapsed, the three heroes were defeated, and the Second World War began. The crisis at Terry Jones Manor finally broke out.
There is still about a year in between, and Garen plans to improve himself during this time.
There is still a month to go, and the war will expand, and the Black Sky Society will officially launch a large-scale mobilization. Garen planned to make a good plan within this month.
After dealing with the green rice quickly, Garen rested for two days, and went to pick up two reconnaissance missions by himself, both of which were relatively safe missions, but the reward was not high, only two thousand, which was better than nothing.
And I didn't meet a silver lamp master during the mission, but I did meet a few general-level ordinary people.
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boom.
The beer girl, who was as fat as a bucket, put a glass of beer the size of a scoop on the table at once, and the drink swayed and produced a lot of foam. The bearded guest picked it up hard and started pouring.
Garen withdrew his gaze from the neighboring table, and quietly cut the medium-rare veal steak in front of him with a knife.
He was sitting in the dimly lit mission hall, surrounded by totem masters and advanced masters, the noisy sound of drinking wine mixed with the melodious sound of the harp, some were whispering charcoal, and some were loudly playing drunken madness. Someone is pulling the bartender to ask for news.
The air smelled of sour wine and vomit. disgusting.
Unlike the guild of hired silver lamp masters, this is a war guild, whether it is a totem master or an ordinary person, here only depends on the completion rate of the task. Only in wartime can there be business. If there is no war, this is an abandoned empty field.
The task bounty here is much higher, but the danger is also much stronger. The so-called safe reconnaissance tasks are completely invisible here, and the worst is the dangerous task that needs to face a type 1 totem master.
Garen has been here for five days, just to find a job that best suits him now. In the Guild of Hiring Silver Lamp Masters, he has already taken three missions, all of which are reconnaissance missions, which are not challenging and have no chance to confront the Silver Lantern Masters head-on.
So he found here.
"This is your task." The bucket-waisted beer girl came over, winked at Garen, slapped the palm on the table with a palm the size of a cattail fan, and placed a piece of black, slightly crumpled tissue paper under her hand, and then Turn around and leave.
Garen picked it up and glanced at it, then put it in his pocket calmly.
The task is very simple, it is to hunt down a serial murderer who committed crimes and killed 13 nobles in the city. The opponent is just a type 1 totem master, and the totem is just a leopard. But he is actually an exposed outcast from the periphery of the Heitian Society. The Royal Alliance is now gradually releasing a huge money offensive, including the peripheral forces of the Black Sky Society in the scope of attack.
After quietly finishing the last veal steak, Garen wiped his lips with a napkin and stood up.
"No. 25478 is revoked." At the task counter, a thin beer girl shouted loudly, and at the same time wrote the war level of 25478 and the final task on the hanging blackboard.
The war level represents the highest level of tasks completed, and also represents the level of strength of this number. The last task is what task this number died in the end. The revoked number will be revoked directly only after the death is confirmed.
The purpose of this is to let everyone know which tasks have the danger of not being detected by intelligence. In order to prevent high-risk tasks from being received by low-strength people, wasting combat power.
"It's Rumba. I didn't expect him to die." "This month, more than ten people have been revoked one after another. The situation is getting more and more troublesome."
There were whispers in the hall.
Garen stood up and left the hall with the task list in his arms.
There is detailed and specific information on the task list, so he doesn't need to investigate. The only thing he needs to do is to kill the opponent at the specified time and where he kneels down.
In fact, this is equivalent to the task of law enforcement officers in disguise. In the eyes of the royal government, the war guild itself is actually the law enforcement behind the scenes. Mercenaries of the War Guild, also known as Hounds. It means hound of the royal alliance.
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One day later, at 3:26 p.m.
In the blazing golden sunlight, in a narrow alley among the dwellings on the outskirts of the city wall.
Garen quietly looked at the man in white standing opposite him.
The other party was wearing a white robe, with a white scarf on his head, a typical Arabian dress. This is also the dress of most residents of Titan City. Bright clothes and headscarves will reflect more sunlight and keep the body from getting too hot.
This is a black-skinned man with blue eyes. His eye sockets are sunken and his eyes are bloodshot. He looks very tired, as if he hasn't had a good rest for many days.
"The lackey of the royal family!!" He gritted his teeth and stared at Garen. The light blue light on the opponent's body made him feel a little more relaxed.
This time the hound is still just a low-level guy. With such a thin totem light, it is estimated that the attack power will not be very strong.
"Pooh Sidan, do you have anything else to say?" Garen asked in a low voice.
With his right hand, he lightly threw a black thing that looked like a compass. When the thing fell on the ground, a soundless breeze immediately spread out, covering the area of hundreds of meters around the two of them.
All of a sudden, the sound and flow of the outside world seemed to be isolated from the two of them.
"Say? No matter what you say, you won't let me go." The other party responded fiercely, "It really is the hound of the War Guild. What else can I say if the War Dungeon has brought it?"
"This thing can isolate the surroundings for an hour, which is enough for us to solve the problem." Garen shook his head, "Since you don't want to talk about it, let's start."
"Joke, it's just your thin totem light." The man didn't finish his sentence, but his eyes widened, and soon he was speechless.
Garen's ten fingers were like wheels, touching more than ten acupuncture points on his chest.
With a breath, the air flow was surging, turning into strands of white air around him, like a white ribbon. His figure suddenly swelled from 1.78 meters to more than 2 meters.
The originally thin body suddenly gushed out muscle lines like steel bars.
call.
He exhaled lightly, and the air flow turned into a white line, rushed to the ground, and scattered some fine gravel.
Under the golden sunlight, Garen's huge body cast a large shadow, completely covering the man.
"Let's start and see how far there is between mortals and the light of the totem."
"You don't even use the totem light!!" The man noticed that Garen put away the blue light on his body, and suddenly showed an incredulous expression, "You asked for this! You asked for it! Haha!"
With a wave of his right hand, a leopard with golden and black spots slowly stepped out from behind.
Ow! !
The leopard opened its mouth violently and roared at Garen.
"Shen Wu is one!" Garen's body swelled up again, and a circle of faint white light appeared around him, which was a magical phenomenon after the fusion of platinum and gold spirit.
He shook his palms and disappeared in place with a bang.
Boom! !
The big hand with bulging black veins landed on Vinicidan's head, but was blocked by a thin layer of yellow light film, making a dull sound of hitting the wood.
Garen could clearly feel that his strength was focused on hitting it, but it seemed as if he had hit a puddle of unknown depth. He rushed in but couldn't reach the bottom.
"Red jade!" His palms instantly turned red, as transparent as jade, exuding an astonishingly high temperature. Arriving on Vinicidan's head, there was a hissing and burning sound.
That layer of yellow light film also seemed to be burned by high temperature.
"Being able to be burned means being able to be consumed." Garen's face remained unchanged, and his figure disappeared instantly, appearing behind Vinicidan, just in time to avoid the pounce of the leopard from behind him.
bang bang!
Another two palm strikes hit Pooh's vest.
"Everything is rushing!!"
Garen's body was surrounded by invisible air currents and elephant sounds, and he clasped his palms together and pressed them behind Pooh.
boom!
The strong wind overflowed, and the deafening dull sound continued to echo in the alley.
Finally, the yellow light film slightly vibrated and rippled.
"You bastard!!" Pooh couldn't react at all, and was hit by Garen four times in a row. The speed was like a ghost, so fast that even the leopard totem couldn't keep up. "A master master? How stupid! Do you think you are the only master master who wants to try to break through!!?"
A topaz ring on his right finger suddenly lit up. Both hands quickly began to draw a certain symbolic figure. A little yellow light flickered in the air.
Without the slightest hesitation, Garen backed away like lightning. Where he was originally standing, a little yellow light flashed away.
This is a basic auxiliary technique, and only the most orthodox silver lamp master with inheritance will use the technique to cooperate with the totem. There are very few such totem masters. I didn't expect another one to appear here.
But unfortunately, Garen is also from the orthodox school. Although he can't release the auxiliary spells by himself, he still knows such spells under Einin's teaching.
What Pooh is using now is a method to condense the light of the totem and attack the surroundings. This kind of attack is extremely fast, and can control the direction arbitrarily.
Dealing with the masters of this world is almost invincible. It's just that the lethality is negligible for the totem master.
It's a pity that Garen is not afraid of the opponent using this trick at all because of his courage and his own knowledge of auxiliary techniques.
Garen didn't say a word, and rushed up again, his eyes were unusually calm.
(end of this chapter)