Donghae County, Anta City, a train station on the outskirts of the city.
On the rectangular platform of about 20 meters, passengers in various clothes, carrying suitcases, quietly waited for the train to arrive. Until a distant whistle sounded, everyone turned their heads to look.
In the distance, a black and red steam train seemed to breathe, puffing out white steam like clouds, which was covered with a layer of brilliance under the morning sun.
As the locomotive approached, the ground began to tremble slightly. White steam continued to rise along the rails, surrounding the entire locomotive. The steam smelled of coal smoke.
Whoosh~ The square front of the car is approaching like a meteor.
The door opened, and passengers from other cities came to Anta City and walked down one after another. A black boot stepped on the dark gray platform, and the man with a cold temperament looked up at the sky. Then he squeezed into the crowd and headed towards the city.
After half a month, Kaxiu returned here again.
He came from Donghai City to Anta City. During this time, Kaxiu went to Wenmingda University again and found Professor Tenasi who helped him decipher the ancient text information last time. It was still the same as before. With money in hand, everything is easy.
In order to speed up, Kaxiu also gave a little encouragement.
The shorter the time, the more money Professor Tenasi can get. Under the temptation of huge profits, Professor Tenasi will definitely be able to achieve the decryption efficiency that Kaxiu is satisfied with.
Moreover, according to Professor Tenasi himself, the parchment that Kashu gave him and the map from a few months ago seemed to be antiques from the same era or a similar era. With the foundation of deciphering the map information before, it would be faster to decipher the parchment.
After getting off the train station, Kaxiu returned to the house he bought in Anta City, which was his base.
After a short break and lunch.
Carrying a beige suitcase, Kaxiu came to a narrow and deserted road in the suburbs of Anta City.
Beside the path was a messy pile of weeds and rubble, on which stood a straight, slender bronze column with a mottled surface.
He took out the bell and began to shake it as usual.
The world was hazy, and Kaxiu entered the rainy world of Black Rain Villa. The originally clear sky was replaced by dense dark clouds, and drizzles of rain continued to fall from the sky.
A black carriage drove over on the muddy ground.
Kaxiu glanced at the coachman who was covered in a cloak, took a tentative step towards the carriage, and then got into the carriage.
The two strong black horses in front gradually started to move forward, and the carriage began to move forward with the wheels turning.
A minute later, Kaxiu in the carriage breathed a sigh of relief. This time, Black Rain Villa did not target him, otherwise he would have to take out the armored carriage he prepared last time.
An hour later, crossbow arrows flowed to the station.
Kaxiu stood in front of the door holding an umbrella, stretched out his hand and knocked gently on the wooden door. Immediately someone walked over quickly and opened the door.
"Hello... Ah, it's Mr. Dusk."
The person who opened the door was a young man in his twenties with delicate features and golden curly hair. It was Yin Ri, who had worked with Kaxiu before and was later introduced to the Crossbow School by Kaxiu.
"Mr. Dusk, please come in."
The young man moved aside with a smile on his face.
"Yeah." Kaxiu nodded slightly and walked in.
He took the key and opened the door. The layout inside had not been touched, but there was not much dust on the floor, so it must have been cleaned by someone. Kaxiu made the bed, then took the things he needed and walked through the street to the baptismal church.
This time, there were quite a few people in the church hall. After a short rest, they entered the empty rooms.
Kaxiu glanced around the hall, walked past the gorgeous caisson, passed a large black bench, and stood in front of the prayer table. On the table was an old, dark, yellowed scripture.
As if sensing someone approaching, the candlesticks on both sides of the prayer table suddenly lit up, emitting a strong white light. The Nightmare who was looking over here not far away suddenly couldn't see clearly.
But Kasu, who was standing nearby, was not affected by the light.
The scripture in front of him began to turn pages automatically. The yellowed paper slid all the way to the atonement task.
The font of the Atonement Mission turned into a fluid blood red.
Kaxiu had a blank expression on his face as he took out a repaired map and a piece of gravel the size of an ear from his arms.
The two items were immediately placed on both sides of the pages of the scripture.
Beep…
The blood-red font began to deform and twist, and finally it streaked across the paper like blood, climbing onto the map and the rubble, and finally completely enveloping the two objects.
At the same time, as if a strong wind blew, the pages of the sutra began to turn frantically. The paper flipped back and forth, and the last few pages suddenly broke away and suddenly burned in mid-air.
Flames rolled in the air, and finally a black residue fell down.
Kaxiu felt a chill on the back of his right hand, and when he lifted it up, he found that the shield mark had returned to normal, and the spear that pierced the shield had disappeared. He had successfully redeemed himself.
Hualala... Beep... Hualala...
On the prayer table, the pages of the scriptures were being turned frantically. This situation made people feel that the villa was extremely uneasy at the moment.
Kaxiu looked calm and turned around decisively.
He didn't care about what the villa did next after learning the location of the ruins, because the villa itself might be in danger in a while. Besides, this was just a historical review.
Under the gaze of some people, Kaxiu walked out of the baptismal church.
His next move was naturally to... borrow money from a loan shark.
Kaxiu estimated that if everything went well, the people from the Northern Secret Martial Arts World would be here soon, and he had to let them see the effect of the Secret Soul Power. He didn't have any Dark Essence at all now, and he had used it all up before going to look for the ruins.
It’s too troublesome to take the task now, so it’s better to “borrow” it.
After walking out of the baptismal church, Kaxiu did not return to the crossbow force base, but went to the eastern area of Black Rain Villa first.
There is a very famous place here, the Iron Blood Bar.
The interior of the bar was still bustling with people guzzling drinks and others boasting loudly.
Kaxiu randomly picked a secluded table and ordered a drink. He glanced across the bar, waiting for the news dealer to appear.
After only five or six minutes, a thin, short, red-haired man came in, and there seemed to be another customer next to him. The two chatted while choosing a seat.
Not long after sitting down, Kaxiu stood up and walked over.
The little man turned around and saw that it was Kaxiu, and immediately understood what he meant. The two of them walked towards the secluded alley behind the back door.
"Have any changes been made to the five loan channels you gave me last time?" Kaxiu glanced at the alley and asked slowly.
"Indeed there was one." The little man recalled briefly.
"The branch of the Dark Stream, the Arthropod Group, may not be in operation in the near future. It seems that they are organizing a large-scale group mission and have no time to take care of the lending service." The short man is a professional information dealer and can get first-hand information.
"Not doing it anymore?" Kaxiu was a little disappointed.
"Yes, the Arthropod Group is indeed no longer in business. But..."
Kaxiu handed over a stack of federal banknotes with an expressionless face.
“Hehe.” The red-haired little man smiled, his expression inexplicably vulgar: “I have another channel here, it’s a branch of the Dark Stream, the Ghost Face Club. They have also recently started to provide lending services. This is the transaction address and business hours.”
He handed over a piece of paper with words written on it.
Kaxiu put his hand into his arms.
"Oh, don't blame me for not reminding you. The people in the Ghost Face Society are all very ill, and the sequelae of the dark surgery are very serious. Sometimes they are unconscious, and the means of debt collection may be bloody and brutal. It is recommended that you think carefully before borrowing from them..."
The little guy reminded.
Kaxiu smiled and said, "They will thank you."
"ah?"
"nothing."
Kaxiu patted the smaller man's shoulder: "It's your turn."
After saying that, he turned and left the alley.
"Why are those crazy people in the Ghost Face Society thanking me? Thank me for bringing them a new customer?" The little red-haired man shrugged indifferently and took a banknote from his shoulder.
He flicked his hands and whistled.
"Never mind, let's go drink..."
Half an hour later.
The Black Wolf Society’s headquarters is located in the east of Black Rain Villa.
"How much can one person borrow at most here?" Kaxiu was chatting with a middle-aged man with freckles on his face opposite him.
"Oh?" The man raised his eyebrows: "Is it urgent?"
"It's for urgent use." Kaxiu said nonsense. Anyway, he couldn't pay back the dark source, so it was enough to be able to borrow it.
"Well... okay. Let's go to the back of the room and talk."
The man stood up and led the way in front of Kaxiu.
Ten minutes later, at the Death Eye stronghold.
A tall man in black walked in from outside the hall, and the first thing he said was, "Give me a luxury loan package."
In the southern part of Black Rain Villa, there is the Dark Flow and the Ghost Face stronghold.
Kaxiu looked at a piece of paper taped to the side of the table, which detailed the loan interest rates. Ten days, 20%; twenty days, three times; thirty days, 40%... There were also loan sharks that calculated this way.
As expected of a psychopath with frequent brain problems, the way he calculated the interest was also very crazy. However, they borrowed quite a lot of Dark Essence, so they probably weren't afraid that others wouldn't pay it back...
After thinking for a while, Kaxiu raised his head.
"Give me the maximum amount that a shield class can borrow..."
At dusk, he visited all five loan sharking channels. He had more Dark Essence than ever before, but the resources he could obtain alone were not as much as those obtained in a group.
Carrying a bunch of mission certificates, he returned to the crossbow flow.
It is impossible that Kaxiu borrowed so much dark essence without any use. It was just a joke to experience the fun of taking advantage of others. When the representatives of the northern secret martial arts world entered the Black Rain Villa, these dark essences would be useful. Kaxiu's use of the power of the secret soul alone was still a little unconvincing. He had to get a group of Hell Night Monsters to use the power of the secret soul to compare the effect.
July 8, 107th year of the Red Lebanese Federation calendar.
He left Black Rain Villa and headed for Donghai City.
Kaxiu and Mian agreed to meet at the famous Flower Fountain Square in Donghai City. So he rented a house opposite the Flower Fountain Square, near the Lilun Luxury Apartment.
If you live here on weekdays, you have to pass by the square when you go out.
If Mian and the others came, Kaxiu would be able to see them at first sight. Moreover, this place is not far from Wenmingda University.
He could also occasionally check on the professor's work progress.
More than 500 meters west of the Flower Fountain Square, there is an Iron Fist Martial Arts School, which is a medium-sized venue.
It was afternoon now and the entire venue was booked.
In the field, a strong man with his upper body naked clasped his fists on his chest. His whole body was muscular, and his skin had a layer of marble-like hardness, as if he was wearing armor.
The sun shone in through the window, and the surface of his body was gleaming with a layer of rock-white light. Kaxiu glanced around calmly.
"Use your utmost strength and don't hold back."
Next to them, seven or eight equally muscular men looked at each other, then raised their sticks and rushed over, hitting Kaxiu with a violent storm of attacks.
"Okay, try harder! Try harder."
Kaxiu stood there as steady as a rock, letting them hit him. He even kept speaking to encourage them.
"Is that all the strength you have?! You are as weak as a woman! How can you deserve so many federal coins!"
The sturdy man from the Iron Fist Martial Arts School was stimulated by this and immediately punched even harder, the hot sweat instantly soaking his vest.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."
The sound of knocking like raindrops continued to echo on the field.
Kacha!
A strong arm swung over and directly broke three wooden sticks that were thrown at him. Kaxiu patted his chest in dissatisfaction.
"It won't work... Don't use a flimsy stick, use a steel pipe. If you're strong enough, use that hammer over there."
"If you beat me up, everyone will get a tip."
He folded his arms across his chest, watching the strong men from the Iron Fist Martial Arts School throw away their sticks and pick up steel pipes and hammers.
"Come!"
Kaxiu's whole body shook, and his muscle contours bulged again.
The sounds of hammers banging and steel pipes banging continued.
"Ah~ Good, that's it! I'm feeling it."
"It has to be this level to be strong and comfortable..."
At dusk, at the edge of the Iron Fist Martial Arts School.
A strong man from the martial arts school swung the steel pipe with all his strength. With a bang, the steel pipe was bent. The strong man took two steps back and looked back. The ground was full of bent steel pipes. There were also three or four fellow disciples lying on the ground gasping for breath.
The white vests they were wearing were completely soaked, and the whole person looked like he had just been fished out of the water. The strong man stretched out his trembling hands and wiped away the sweat on his face and eyelids that was about to affect his vision. He turned his head and looked at the center of the field.
The muscular man named Huanghun still had no expression on his face. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, like a towering and majestic mountain.
Even a hammer or a steel pipe swung with all its might couldn't hurt it at all.
It is said that this person practiced a kind of hard qigong.
He had heard of hard qigong.
But this is the first time I’ve seen one so hard!
The strong man took a step to the left, and his legs suddenly softened, and he sat down. Kaxiu was the only one standing on the entire field.
Kaxiu glanced at the upper right corner, his expression unchanged.
"Let's stop here for today. Notify the next group of people and ask them to be ready at 3 pm tomorrow..."
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