Walking slowly in the corridor on the second floor.
Garen kept pushing open the doors of all the rooms he passed by, and glanced at them without entering directly.
Soon, he walked to a room on the left at the end, and the door was opened. Many bookshelves can be seen from the crack of the door.
Garen pushed the door open and entered, and there were two steaming cups of black tea on the tea table in the room. The window panes were covered with fine mist.
He glanced around, and soon stopped on a large black leather box in the corner of the study.
Walking to the box and squatting down, he lightly squeezed it with his hands, and immediately crushed the keyhole into pieces. He opened the box with a whimper.
It is divided into left and right parts.
On the left are stacks of notebooks and books, all in hard red leather cases. Garen picked it up and flipped through it. There were precise drawings, detailed explanations of spells, and some scribbled experimental notebooks. At the bottom was a collection of Isaiah's poems.
Putting the book back inside again, Garen looked to the right.
On the right side of the box, there are some cash silver wheel cloth, some fine diamond gemstones, and silver bricks. A silver brick on the top holds a stack of paper notes.
Garen took it out and looked at it. On it were bank deposit and withdrawal receipts with a value of one million, ten in total.
"This guy is pretty poor. Not even Angel." Garen shook his head. "No wonder you want to occupy the supplies in the warehouse area."
Garen picked up a book of precision cartography and flipped through it.
This is obviously the type used by totem masters, and many of the requirements above are not as difficult as those of silver lamp masters. Garen's master-level precision drawing can easily meet the above standard.
"Totem master, it's much simpler than the silver lamp master. This thing should be the book of Mecca."
Totem masters only need to learn precision drawing to the entry level, but they are much better than silver lamp masters and workshop masters in terms of spells. They are specialized in mastering and manipulating totems.
Totem masters, workshop masters, and silver lamp masters, in fact, the three types have their own biases. Silver lamp masters are in the middle, but in terms of expertise, totem masters are good at spells, and workshop masters are good at manufacturing and maintenance.
Garen turned to the column of the activation spells that the totem master needed, and the activation spell that was much more complicated than that of the silver lamp master made him slightly stunned.
"It seems that no matter which category, there is no shortcut. It's just that the location of the difficulty is different."
Totem masters have lower requirements for precision drawing, but the price is that the activation of spells is much more difficult. The activation technique also contains a lot of mathematics and physics knowledge. If it weren't for Garen's own foundation, he might not be able to master it so quickly.
Precise cartography focuses on stability and precision, while activation techniques focus on instant calculations and the basis of physical principles. The former is accumulation and the latter is strain. It also represents two different development routes of silver lamp master and totem master.
Silver lamp masters will become stronger and stronger as time accumulates. The more knowledge they have, the more wealth they can accumulate and improve themselves.
The totem master relies on adaptability and instant calculation power, and is very strong at the beginning, but his development is far inferior to that of the silver lamp master.
"I don't know what a workshop master is like, but it should be focused on the direction of the silver lamp master. From the name, it should completely abandon the direction of combat and focus on the scientific research type of making totems."
Garen closed the lid of the box and stood up. Let the Fukasawa giant crocodile stay here, and then wander around and search again.
He didn't find anything else, and Garen wasn't greedy. Finding this box of wealth was already worth the fare.
He simply held the box with one hand and jumped directly from the window on the second floor.
Behind them, Wilde and others were still searching on the first floor. It was obvious that several people had gained something. Wilde himself was guarding the gate all the time, with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was dozing off.
Hearing the sound of jumping, he opened his eyes to look at Garen, and smiled at him.
"It's easy to leave." He glanced at the box in Garen's hand and remained calm.
"I don't have so many people in the warehouse, I only need this box." Garen grinned. The value of this box, apart from wealth, is the most important thing is the notes and books about the spells. There must be the spell array used in this villa. Just this is enough for the warehouse of green rice that he was robbed of. The value is more than ten million.
Caron held the box and accelerated towards the distance, followed by the Fukasawa giant crocodile. He could feel the vague sight behind him, and as the distance got farther and farther away, the sight finally left.
Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. His movements became lighter and more agile, he quickly turned into the alley, and Kuai Cao ran towards the outskirts of the city along the shadows.
Woo~~~! ! !
The long trumpet sounded again above the entire Iron Tank city.
Garen stopped abruptly, he heard a kind of desolation and grief from the sound of the horn.
He stood in the shadow of the alley, looked up at the sky outside the city.
The gray cloud formed by the one-horned monitor lizard had already surrounded the white dragon eagles, leaving only a handful of platinum dragon eagles still stubbornly resisting. They drew platinum tracks in the air, encountering a monitor lizard continuously every few seconds, with almost no time to breathe.
In the beginning, every time they came into contact with a monitor lizard, they were able to shoot down one. But now, they can only barely be knocked open.
The number of dark clouds is too much.
Garen quickened his pace and gradually approached the city wall area.
The ground is full of one-horned monitor lizard corpses. These corpses have the characteristics of silverized totems, and they will not completely turn into puddles of mercury.
Apart from the monitor lizard corpses, there were human corpses mixed in, some intact and some incomplete. The huge and slender spear was broken, blood mixed with mercury flowed slowly, and silver and red mixed with dust and mud were everywhere.
Garen became more and more careful. He retracted the deep swamp giant crocodile, restrained his blood, and carefully followed the shadow in the corner.
The further you go out of the city, a large number of buildings collapsed and were destroyed, leaving only broken walls.
Xi! !
A one-horned monitor lizard with reddish skin was walking on the street full of corpses with bang bang pace, flicking its long thick tail, it easily knocked away the pile of corpses around it.
Garen squeezed behind a triangular broken wall. He slowly released his spirit, and in the surrounding perception, dense dots like hives suddenly entered the perception.
"At least a few hundred." Garen estimated in his heart, not daring to make any big moves.
He knows that in the current situation, only by dispersing into parts and lurking in hidden places everywhere can he successfully escape the first wave of chaos. During this crisis, Iron City also eliminated several corrupt noble leaders and established a new and more efficient leadership group.
And the more critical point is that although the Heitian Club has released these monsters as the fundamental main force to disrupt the world. But in fact, they themselves have no way to control these experimentally failed creatures. They can only do not be attacked by these monsters.
In other words, these monsters are unmanned, they just hunt around according to the instinct of eating. If the Dragon Guards hadn't annoyed these monsters by massacring and chasing them, I am afraid that such a large-scale siege would not have occurred.
Garen waited until the red giant lizard passed by, then stepped a little, and rushed into another cluster of shadows like lightning. By analogy, he continued to quickly approach the outside of the city.
There was still a family of three hiding in a house he passed by on the way, but he could only keep himself, there was no way to bring anyone with him. The speed and physical strength that Mi Wu brought to him was only enough to hide him alone.
If there is a gap along the way, rush, and if there is no gap, use small stones to distract the monster and expose the gap.
Soon, with such continuous progress, he finally returned to the mission hall of the War Guild.
The small building where the entire guild is located has been completely destroyed, leaving only a ruined wall. The surroundings were deserted, only a few monitor lizards slowly crawling past.
The cold wind howled, and rolled a thin wooden board on the ground, making a crackling sound.
Garen released the deep swamp giant crocodile to keep an eye on his surroundings. He searched the ruins of the mission hall alone.
"Hey! Here!" A faint voice came along the wind.
Garen immediately looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a bald middle-aged man standing beside a sewer cover in the distance, waving at him.
"The guild has moved underground."
Garen nodded, took back the giant deep swamp crocodile, and quickly ran to him with the box in his hand. Watching the man go into the sewer, he followed suit, and then closed the lid.
The two went down the iron ladder and quickly stepped on the ground.
Walking along a narrow black passage, after walking for a few minutes, it has been drilled for about forty or fifty meters underground. The bald man opened his mouth to speak.
"Okay, it's safe here." He stopped suddenly, and pulled open a one-person-high iron door from the wall on the right, revealing bright yellow flames inside.
"Go in from here, and inside is the new mission hall of the guild. Boy, you are lucky to meet me, otherwise other people would not be so kind."
Garen smiled, and popped out a few pieces of silver cloth.
"Thanks a lot bro."
The bald man took it and smiled.
The two walked into the Firelight Passage, which extends in all directions, and there are many forks on both sides from time to time, and other people come out of it, there are men and women, obviously there is more than one entrance.
After the chaos, it was the first time Garen saw so many people. Looking at the eyes of other people, it is obvious that they have similar feelings.
"Hurry up and save people! Quickly!" Suddenly, a group of people rushed out from the front right passage. They were carrying a stretcher, on which lay a young man with his hands on his stomach. Blood flowed out from between his fingers, he gasped heavily, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked like he was dying.
The stretcher quickly rushed into the corner of the passage ahead.
"He's dying!! Get anesthesia! Operate immediately! Henry!!"
"Here we come! Everything is ready, quickly carry him in!" "Be careful!" "Jarsis! Disinfect!"
A series of hurried voices came from the front.
"It's a member of the sacrificial group, and some of the three major groups have been seriously injured." "Even the Dragon Guards have suffered heavy losses. If the Iron Tank Ring Formation hadn't been activated, the last inner city may have been completely breached."
"Fortunately, our war guild also has an emergency basement."
Garen heard someone talking, he looked around, and felt that the surroundings were full of unknown people, and all of them were full of unfamiliar faces.
"Garon!" Suddenly a voice came from behind.
(end of this chapter)