Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

At the main entrance of Stonewell City, Wuming smiled proudly:

Humph, I've already told you that you can't do it without clothes. With armor, you won't be afraid of lightning strikes.

The nameless armor emits a fiery red light.

When the thunder passes through the armor, the armor is in a semi-melted state and emits tremendous heat.

Most people would have turned into roast pigs in such armor, but Wuming didn't seem to react.

The armor softened in this red-hot state, and the hole in his chest gradually closed.

Wuming looked at the closed door and the looming crossbow arrows behind the door, thinking about how to get in.

Here over there, please come here.

Next to the main entrance, a voice came from a room that seemed to be prepared for the caretaker.

Wuming went in and saw a withered man with shackles around his neck and a hunched body.

You are a fader, right? the man said, My name is Getok, and I am the gatekeeper here. You want to go in, right? I advise you not to go in through the main entrance. There is a group of skilled soldiers blocking it. .”

How high can it be? Wuming didn't believe it.

This is the city of Stonewell, the castle of the demigod Greg. The demigod's 'limb' Greg, that's the reason why it's Nimgefu.

Getok spoke with seriousness and a terrifying expression.

Anonymous still don’t believe it:

Please open the door and let me have a look.

Half a minute later, Wuming came back with an arrow stuck in his butt, angrily:

I promised you I would be a master, but you actually used a crossbow. It's despicable.

Gatekeeper Gotok echoed with an embarrassed smile.

Wuming pulled out the arrow from his butt and asked as if nothing had happened, How come you, a guard, still care about me?

He looked at Getok with a sinister look:

Did you just try to trick me with provocation?

Getok almost cried:

You have to go there yourself.

Haha, I'm kidding you. Wuming put his arms around Getok's neck. His iron hand touched the shackles, pulling Getok's neck even longer.

Wuming asked: Seriously, why are you trying to persuade me?

It's just because I can't stand that city lord. Getok laughed. If you really want to go in, you can go in through the cave over there. The soldiers on that path don't know about it. There should be a way to invade the city directly without being attacked. Discover.

Is there a path? Wuming's eyes lit up.

He came here just to find a hidden path where he could place his goods and provide shelter for merchants.

What a good man. Wuming held Getok's hand and shook it, smiling happily.

Getok smiled awkwardly:

You're welcome. I also hope that you faded ones can succeed and hunt down the limbs successfully.

Looking along the road pointed by Getok, we can see that some holes have been blasted out of the magnificent castle, and a small path has been created.

How could such a good castle be destroyed like this? Wuming was curious, Why don't the demigods repair it? It's such an obvious path.

Uh... Getok was stunned by the question. He hesitated for a while and then said, This... is difficult.

What's the difficulty? Wuming stared at Getok.

Getok was a little panicked by him.

The trail was of course obvious, even if he didn't remind anyone who was not blind.

Then they will fall into a trap, be killed mercilessly, and their bodies will be taken away for disposal and used as material for limb replacement.

In that way, ordinary people like him can live for a while without being dragged to have limbs repaired.

The faded ones would often rush to the cave without thinking. Even if they had concerns, they would not press him like this.

Getok was a little scared. He saw an inexplicable light flashing in the peephole of the armor.

He was afraid that the ruse would be discovered, and he was afraid of death.

Getok closed his eyes and said loudly:

Because the city lord provoked Marlenia before, the city lord's power was basically wiped out, and we have no money to repair it.

After speaking, Getok closed his eyes tightly, praying that the Faded One would be persuaded, and praying that no one upstairs would hear what he had to say about the city lord.

The city lord hates other people's arrangement of him the most, and if this arrangement is true, he will hate it even more.

The little man closed his eyes tightly. Just saying a word between two strong men made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to die.

Wuming wondered: You were talking about how powerful Greg was just now, but why did you say it so badly in the blink of an eye? Who is Marlenia?

Don't you know Maleniya? Getok opened his eyes, That is one of the pinnacles of demigods, the Valkyrie, the blade of Michaela.

I have heard of the Valkyrie. Wuming nodded, Mikayla's blade... is a bit interesting. It seems that there are differences among the demigods, but Greg can defend the castle in a siege, so he is not much weaker. Bar.

I didn't keep it. Getok muttered, The city lord licked Marlenia's feet before he was let go.

So embarrassing?

So embarrassing.

That's even more interesting. Wuming touched his chin, I heard that the demigods fought over the fragments of the magic ring. Why didn't the Valkyrie steal Grek's big rune?

This...I don't know either. Getok replied, Everything I said is true...

I know, it's such a pity. Wuming looked at the dilapidated city wall with a melancholy expression, as if sighing at the decline of the prosperous dynasty.

He said: I thought there was a business opportunity to bring in some stones to sell, but I didn't expect that I was a poor man.

Even if there are stones, it cannot be repaired. Many of these castles were built in the ancient era of the Golem Storm King. It is difficult to repair such castles by relying only on manpower.

Wuming glanced at Getok:

You know quite a lot.

Gotok could only laugh along.

Okay, thank you for your advice. I'll go and clear the way. I'll thank you properly when I get back. Wuming waved his hand and walked towards the path.

This is indeed a path, with many cliffs along the way and only a few eagles standing in the trees.

As Wuming moved forward, he observed the terrain and inspected places suitable for trading.

The cliff is quiet and uninhabited, which is very suitable for hiding goods. As long as those annoying hawks are removed, a large number of goods and merchants can be safely hidden.

After walking a few steps further, Wuming saw the enemy.

It was so good that there were no soldiers. Wuming smiled.

smiled happily.

The cliff ahead is safe, but safety makes no sense.

It was too close to the blessing at the door. There were no enemies, which meant no consumption.

The presence of enemies means that the Faded Ones will be consumed, and with consumption, the Faded Ones will need supplies.

Wuming did not disturb the patrolling soldiers. His figure disappeared into the air, and the sound of his armor also subsided and disappeared.

Patch had a Fader boy on his staff, and he was able to learn about the Fader's supply levels.

Wuming counted the enemies along the way, constructed the battle in his mind, and calculated the consumption.

He climbed the stairs, skirted the explosive barrels, and found a dark, closed room behind a dozing servant.

Wuming's eyes lit up.

This location is just right.

If the room was empty, he could keep his supplies here and the merchant could live here.

If you don't turn on the lights, you won't be discovered.

The only drawback is that there is a person guarding the door, which increases the risk of exposure.

Wuming picked up a stone and threw it aside, attracting the servant to check it out, then revealed himself and opened the door.

Dark enough, hidden enough. Wuming commented on the room.

There was no light in the entire room, and the only light came from the open door behind him.

With this light, Wuming seemed to see the reflection of metal in the room.

He was about to take a closer look when the light suddenly disappeared.

The door behind him was closed.

Hehe, hehe... Gotok's voice came from the door, I'm sorry, Faded One, but for us, please give your limbs.

In the darkness, a storm breaks out.