Chapter 2750 Value
The general gold coins are divided and stored in the treasury. The other half of the gold coins are purchased one by one according to the demand list listed by the Golden Queen Bee, and transported by carriage.
The Golden Queen Bee is very satisfied with the income from this first transaction. At the same time, she entrusts me to buy some seeds of exotic flowers and plants and plant them around her nest for the clan insects to collect.
Most of these exotic flowers and plants are relatively rare, and several species are extremely rare and hard to find.
When I told the golden queen bee about this situation, she said that if she couldn't buy it, forget it. After all, flower seeds also depend on fate, and those who are predestined can get them.
Just when my gold honey business was booming, new troubles emerged from the source of disaster.
The lizard man who escaped last time came out again this time. At the same time, the hole where the disaster originated collapsed a few points!
This is a pretty bad situation!
However, the three countries of Ai Rui City, York Han City and Dashai City did not pay too much attention to the further expansion of the source of disaster. Instead, they focused all their attention on the lizard man who once again escaped from the source of disaster, and sent troops to launch an attack on it. Encirclement and killing.
Even though the lizardmen were powerful and ferocious, they were unable to defeat the four-handed force with two fists. Hundreds of them faced each other and were surrounded and killed by the army.
The monarch of Airui City hated him so much that he divided the body of the lizard man into three parts, keeping one part for himself and giving the other two parts to the other two monarchs.
The old Duke who received the gift didn't know how to react, but Simmons Locke, who received the gift, laughed and called Carter Horton a complete lunatic when he was on the phone with me.
I don't care too much about Simmons Locke's evaluation of Carter Horton. I care more about the source of disaster.
Immediately, I reminded Simmons Locke on the phone, hoping that he would focus on the source of the disaster.
Simmons Locke was silent for dozens of seconds before he said leisurely: "I understand what you mean. The source of disaster has collapsed, right?"
I was not surprised that he knew the situation, so I asked again: "Do you still hold on to your original idea? Do you think that the source of disaster is the link that maintains peaceful coexistence between countries?"
"Yes," Simmons Locke said, "my mind has not changed."
"But it has expanded"
"What's the problem if it expands?" Simmons Locke said: "As long as it is still under control, there is no problem. At least, as of today, the sealed forest elves are still very calm, as if they are sleeping soundly."
I had no words to say, so I could only say: "I hope that, as you said, I can really take control of all this."
In order not to let the source of disaster affect me, I worked harder to drink tea while killing monsters in the dungeon.
Yes, you heard it right, just drinking tea.
Because based on the strength of Cagalli and others, my strength is too strong. The hostile monsters are no match at all. Not to mention that in just a wave of my hand, the enemy chieftain is dead. One man is in charge, and ten thousand men can still do it. Arrived.
Cagalli and others are also adventurers. They also urgently need to grow up, and they also desire to have a hearty fight with monsters of comparable strength!
Driven by this kind of emotion, they can't just sit back and wait to collect experience, so my existence has no other use except as a buff to increase the total amount of experience for the team.
Therefore, you can only drink tea - you can't even eat delicious snacks, because the delicious snacks belong to the little princess Analetta - and of course you can't drink alcohol, because Kailan will be greedy and will grab it.
He just sat there holding the tea cup, like a leisurely island country grandfather.
Some elf adventurers and goblin adventurers recognized me and saluted me from a distance. Of course, there were also some who didn't recognize me and cast strange looks at me from a distance, as if to say, look, there is a fierce battle underground. In the city, I can still see a scene of leisurely drinking tea. Is it because I'm dazzled, or has the world changed?
My tea-drinking life lasted for two months. Finally, with bursts of white light flashing, Cagalli and others finally reached level 11, and other adventurers who were less than level 10 finally caught up with them. Bian'er.
Just when I thought we could all work together to clear monsters, a call from Master Dewey instantly interrupted my plan - the new Japanese Wind Championship has begun to be planned, and I am urgently needed as the deputy general manager. supervise the work.
What is going on?
After hanging up the call, I still had no idea what was happening.
Why is Fort Vicky holding the Zephyr Tournament and asking me to supervise the work?
Could it be that so many royal nobles and important ministers of the country are just for show?
Or is it that Master Dewey and others’ trust in these guys has dropped below the passing mark?
Tsk tsk tsk, I can’t guess, I can’t guess.
I got on the magic airship and went straight to Fort Wych.
As soon as I got off the airship, I found Master Dewey greeting me at the door. I immediately quickened my pace and walked over to greet me.
"Father, why did you bother to come and pick me up? It's so frustrating!"
"What are you thinking about?" Master Dewey smiled and said, "What's the problem with a father picking up his son?"
We walked side by side, through the streets and alleys, and soon came to the main avenue in the city. Looking at the shops on both sides of the street, I asked casually: "You asked me to come back this time, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as a supervisor, right?"
"As expected of my son," Master Dewey replied nonchalantly: "I'm calling you back this time to supervise the work, and to infiltrate your forces, the assassination organization, in Fort Vicky."
Hearing this, I was startled and asked curiously: "Why is this? Don't you feel confident about your subordinates?"
"Don't worry, you have to be careful." Master Dewey said slowly: "If one of the one hundred subordinates has a second thought, this team will have big problems. Now, the number of my subordinates is too large, and the personnel are too mixed. Some They were sneaked in by unruly branches of the royal family, some were forced in by unruly aristocratic groups in the name of favors, and there were also some people who I couldn't tell who they were. All in all, they must have backgrounds, but It’s just not acting like it.”
With a sigh, Master Dewey said: "Now, my subordinates are also a mixed bag, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false."
"But my people are all foreigners. If you want to tell them apart, it's clear at a glance!"
Master Dewey smiled slightly and said: "What's so difficult about this? Although it is slightly less than other countries, there is still no shortage of orphans in Fort Vicky. Some of these children's parents were killed by monsters, and some were killed by wars. There are also orphans who have become orphans due to other circumstances. Most of them are adopted by orphanages, but there are still some who do not want to enter orphanages, and these orphans can be your development goals. "
"The training of assassins is not easy." I coughed lightly and lowered my voice: "You will die, foster father."
"For them who have long lost the meaning of survival, if they can eat enough, drink enough, and die in training, their life is not in vain, and those who survive have the value of survival."