Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

The faded ones cross the sea of ​​mist and enter the junction, looking for the Dharma Ring.

But after arriving in this land of gods, the descendants of the exiled Faded Ones realized the horror of this world.

Everyone thinks that they are the chosen one and are guided by blessings, but when they come here, they find that almost everyone has blessings.

As time goes by, many faded people gradually lose sight of the light of guidance and become lost in this land.

Some are still struggling, others have fallen into decline.

In the city of Stonewell, there is a demigod named Extended Limb Greg. Even the laughingstock of this demigod is not comparable to the average fader. Countless faded people fell on the roads of Stone City, and their bones became sacrifices in the limb-repairing ceremony, becoming the dense white bones at the bottom of Stone City.

Even so, there are still faded people who rush to Stone City one after another, just to get the recognition of Two Fingers and prove that they are the true chosen ones.

On the small road in Stone City, a faded man cut through thorns, broke through numerous explosive barrel traps, and killed all the enemies along the way.

But by this time the Faded One had run out of ammunition and food.

His Holy Grail bottle has dried up, and he has runes collected from his enemies, but there is no witch to help him transform them into power.

He could choose to turn back and repair, but Grek's city defense would not give him more time. Reinforcements will be replenished quickly, with enough troops to replenish the damage caused by the sneaky Faded Ones.

However, when venturing forward, the unknown road ahead and the unknown risks make people hesitate to move forward.

A classic story is that of swimming in the fog. Even though you are almost reaching your destination, you feel desperate because you can't see the shore or the end.

Damn it! The Faded One hammered the wall, If I were stronger, I wouldn't consume so many supplies...

In this way, a little bit of the vigor in the hearts of the faded people was filed away. This little bit of despair added up to create countless discouraged people who were half-finished and slumped in the border area.

The Faded One saw a civilian on the stairs raise a hand to him.

This action was all too familiar to him, it was the action of throwing a pot of fire at him.

The Faded One was a little annoyed.

He had killed all the enemies nearby, leaving only this small civilian.

Although the Faded One did not dare to face those Stone City soldiers again, a small civilian was still not qualified to make him fearful.

He was ready to rush forward and chop this vicious civilian to death.

What he didn't expect was that the long neck did not throw the flame pot, but just waved to him:

The faded one, please come here.

Having seen the dangers of the world, those who fade become cautious.

He looked around for any traps.

Who are you? the Faded One asked.

I'm just a civilian, but I can do business with you. Long Neck laughed sharply, It seems you can't move forward anymore.

The faded man blushed and did not answer.

Then my product will be very suitable for you. Long Neck said, Do you know about the dew-dropping beetle?

The Faded One nodded, he had seen it in the wild.

At that time, he didn't even bother to look at the thing in the wild, but now that he heard it, his eyes lit up.

The long neck pointed to the small dark room behind him:

I've stocked up on some Dewdrop Beetles here, they'll replenish your Chalice Vial and keep you going.

The Faded One looked at the dark room and became more vigilant, not daring to enter.

The long-neck smiled: Don't worry, there's no ambush. I'll go in and get it for you myself. All you need to do is prepare the runes.

How much? asked the Faded One.

Six hundred runes each, Longneck said.

So expensive. The Faded One frowned, Made of gold?

Six hundred, he had to kill many enemies to earn it.

Look, there are no turtles in the city. They are all turtles in the wild. If you think they are too expensive, I think they are too expensive. Long Neck said, But it allows you to keep moving forward until the next blessing. You can Let you sneak into a deeper place when the army sets up defense next time.

The voice of the long neck is unpleasant and not alluring, but it makes sense.

Six hundred runes are not enough for a witch to convert into power anyway, and although it is a lot, it is not an exaggeration.

Okay, deal. The Fader made his choice.

Long Neck entered the small dark room, grabbed a dung beetle and patted it: The juice is very abundant.

The faded person immediately added it to the Holy Grail bottle and took a test sip. It was indeed effective, and his injuries began to improve.

With supplies on him, the faded man immediately regained his will to move forward.

Good stuff, boss. The Faded One's eyes lit up.

The long neck bowed humbly:

“Welcome to visit again, and you are also welcome to introduce your friends to Pachi’s old store.”

The faded ones left, frightened when they came and high-spirited when they left.

He will successfully find the next safe place and get a moment of rest. The chat with his friends during the rest will become the beginning of a legendary story on this continent.

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Wuming walked to the avenue, throwing a bulging leather bag.

The profits from the first batch of dung beetles have already been received, about four thousand runes.

As a new and small-scale project, Wuming is already quite satisfied.

Thirty percent goes to Getok's profit, 30% goes to Patch for his hard work in collecting dung beetles, and 40% goes to him.

Of course, Wuming will not get so much profit just by proposing this idea and stepping up.

As the person in charge of force, he also needs to ensure that the entire process of buying and selling dung beetles goes smoothly.

Patch and his men encountered some setbacks while collecting dung beetles.

A small group of demihumans appeared in the wilderness.

Dung beetles are a bit like fireflies, they emit dazzling light themselves. This makes them very visible at night.

Patch and others also chose to collect at night.

But the night is also dangerous. Demihumans will go crazy at night and become more aggressive.

Patch and the others were caught off guard and were attacked by demihumans.

Although there were few casualties, the collection progress of dung beetles was greatly slowed down.

I don't usually see so many demi-humans running out of nowhere. Go and investigate. Patch explained the task.

Why let me go? I still want to build a new round table. Wuming was a little too lazy to move. Besides, I am alone and helpless.

Patch sneered: The Valkyrie is also a loner. She overthrew the entire Galid by herself. Starbreaker Latarn is also a loner, blocking the starry sky by herself. Don't I know how much you weigh? I should call you Regicide. The one who killed the gods, or the one who killed the gods?

Now I just want to do business honestly. Wuming said calmly.

As an old businessman, I have to tell you that there is never any honest duty in business. Patch said, And you can't be lazy. If you are lazy, you will be poor.

Patch was curious:

Speaking of which, why do you want to build a new round table? Don't you want to be a businessman?

I am a businessman, in order to better provide services to the faded people.

When you went to the Round Table, what did you see?

Wuming said: Sir Baizhi, that guy is the boss of the Round Table, right?

Strictly speaking, two fingers are the leader, but two fingers will not directly affect external things.

In short, that guy is not very good. He is not worthy of being a king. Wuming shook his finger, How can the faded person do a good job in the magic circle when he is with such an insect.

Before Wuming went to investigate the demi-humans, he also gave Patch a task, asking him to find a blacksmith, find a finger-removing witch, and find two fingers.

Then Patch blasted him out too.

Wuming was walking aimlessly in the wilderness, trying to meet some demi-humans.

The horse he snatched was not his. It had disappeared without a trace when he entered Stone City. Now he had to walk on foot again to look for a new mount.

Hey! Can someone help me?

A cry for help came to his ears.