Seeing that Happy Stick didn't answer for a long time, Little Rich Brother was a little anxious.
You are poor: [Oh, I know that three million is a bit low. I can’t help it. I lost money when I started a company before, and now this is all I have left for pocket money. If you don’t like it, I can do it until the fund income comes out next month.
Get some more.
Oh, right.
I also have a vacant office building. I rented it for three years at a time, but it was abandoned after three months of work. I can sublet it to you at a low price to use it as an office space.
If you commute to work, let me think about it]
On-board happy stick: [Don’t think about it! I’m not too young! Do you rich guys play games like this? Just buy people if you can’t buy gold coins? You plan to support me and my brothers!]
Touch your poverty: [The word "support" feels weird, but it is unexpectedly appropriate. Just think of it as if I hired you to work. You have freedom of work and no attendance checks.
I'm not tying you up to be my thug in the game, I'm just participating in your treasure hunting business. Apart from that, I won't interfere with anything you do. It's fine to just be a shareholder who "pays dividends on time".
money is not a problem.
Really, as long as you are willing, we can discuss everything.
Why don't you come and join me online?
Let's meet in person and sign a contract.
I'll pay for the round-trip air tickets, and I'll bring all your brothers over to have fun together.】
To be honest, Brother Bang is really a little tempted when Xiao Fu's conditions are improved to this extent. He has always wanted to form a "professional team" in the game, but the brothers who play well together are not an old bachelor like him.
The whole family will be fed and not hungry.
Everyone is in their thirties and has to make money to support their families, and even 14 hours of gaming time a day cannot be used up.
The pressure of the family is on them, and the brothers can't have fun playing games. However, this ghost game is so real that if you want to make a career, you must invest a lot of energy.
You see, even swordsman geniuses like Cat Brother have to work hard and practice hard in the game to be able to pick the elites without getting hurt.
But, if we can really attract investment and open a company to support the brothers,
Even if he doesn't earn much, as long as it's no less than his current income and he has nothing to worry about, his legion formation in the game will be much smoother.
Brother Bang narrowed his eyes.
A few seconds later, he replied:
"I will discuss it with my brothers and give you an answer before going offline tonight."
Then, he turned over to help move the money for Xiao Weiming, but as he approached, Brother Miao Miao bumped his shoulder with a subtle smile and whispered:
"Someone wants to 'support' you, right?"
"Um?"
Brother Bang looked at Brother Mingmiao in surprise, and then he realized:
"He also sent it to you?"
"What do you think? We brought him an upgrade when he entered the game."
Brother Miao Miao rolled his eyes and said:
"Brother Xiaofu is okay. He's young and innocent. He doesn't have any bad intentions. He's just occasionally a little impulsive and a little naive, but that's not a bad thing. If you plan to find a way out for your brothers, it's a good idea."
"how about you?"
Brother Bang nodded and asked:
"You're not moved?"
"I'm going to do it myself."
Brother Miao Miao grinned and said:
"You build a large army, and I build a small team. We operate differentiated operations. In fact, the future of being an intelligence broker is not bad. As long as you stay ahead, you will always have opportunities. Ha, Transia, there is a lot to do."
When they moved the boxes out of the secret passage, the young players were still hunting for ghouls around them. Each person was given a reward of 20 gold, and no one expressed dissatisfaction.
After all, the number of players is still small now, and the relationship between everyone is very, very harmonious.
The entire process was watched by Murphy who was hiding in the shadows. The vampire lord was very satisfied with the handling of his little player.
He can already confirm that the testers he selected are all very good talents.
As for the 1:10 gold coin exchange, he didn't care at all.
Maybe there might be some damn "financial crisis" in the future. If this was placed in other games, it would be a hidden danger that must be controlled from the source. However, Murphy knows very well that this is not a game at all!
This determines that the difficulty for small players to destroy the economy of this "game" will increase hundreds of times.
In the real world, neither the Plantagenet Kingdom nor Nordtov will turn a blind eye to economic fluctuations, and their respective domestic financial personnel will also adopt corresponding strategies.
To put it bluntly, even if trouble does occur in the future, what does it have to do with a little governor of Transia?
His little regime is still in turmoil.
It may not even be possible to survive the Black Disaster, so the problems that may arise in the future will be a headache for big figures like King Louis and Her Majesty the Wolf Lady.
Seeing that the players have taken care of the gang's treasure trove, Murphy is also ready to retire.
But just before he left, the vampire lord's ears suddenly moved. With a surprised expression, he crossed the sewer area that the players had just knocked down and moved deeper into the area that had not yet been explored by the players.
His figure quickly shuttled through the dead sewer. After crossing a sewer intersection, Murphy followed the change of sound and changed direction and flew out to the other side.
Soon, he saw that the road leading to the deeper, more "ancient" sewer area was covered with ghoul corpses.
Cadman City has been standing for 400 years. Although the vampires have no intention of paying attention to the living conditions of their "livestock" and "food", they have also made several large-scale renovations to the city's sewers, which has resulted in this intricate sewer system.
There are also some more hidden "underground areas".
Murphy had heard rumors about these "ancient areas" before. It was said that the city's gangsters did not dare to enter them rashly, and that there were terrible things hidden inside.
It turns out that terrible things do exist!
Murphy has seen it with his own eyes.
The entire dry sewer ruins in front of him were filled with corpses of dead evil creatures. These ghouls were extremely miserable, with almost no complete remains.
It was like being hit by something heavy and falling into something disgusting when it hit the ground.
The sound of fierce fighting was coming from the darkness ahead, which meant that there were still people fighting these ghouls and resentful spirits.
Murphy grasped the hilt of the Necessary Evil sword at his waist, quickly stepped forward and glided lightly into the entrance below. As expected, he saw a tall and ferocious figure waving a scarlet sword as tall as himself.
The heavy sword slaughtered the ghouls who kept rushing out of the tunnel further down in front of them.
That's Kudel, the tribune of the Blood Vulture clan!
This guy was rescued from the Blood Vulture Corridor and placed in the camp. The survivors who were protected by him loved him very much. However, within a few days, this guy "mysteriously disappeared". No one has seen Lord Kudel again. Some people rumored that
He has left Transia.
But it turns out that this crazy tribune did not give up his duties. His fighting posture was as fierce as before in the corridor, but the weakness in his body could not be hidden from Murphy at all.
Kudel is a human knight who was first embraced by Sarokdar himself. After Sarokdar's eternal silence, the damage done to him by the blood contract has made him unable to exert even one-fifth of his usual combat effectiveness.
But even so, this weak guy still didn't retreat when facing the group of ghouls!
"I'm going to talk about why, with the horrific number of dead people in the sewers, there is still no large-scale invasion of the ground by ghouls to this day. I thought it was fate that favored this miserable place, but I didn't expect that it was you who stood up for me in the dark.
We carry our weight and move forward.
Sir Kudel, I salute you!"
Murphy shouted loudly.
As Necessary Evil roared and flew into the battlefield like a sword of shadow, Murphy also pulled out the Blade of Cold Fang and glided down. The dark steps unfolded, and the group death grip was used. The swordsmanship was transformed into the most suitable and fierce form for group battles.
And the cruel "Wolf's Kiss".
This is the advanced swordsmanship of the Wolfsbane clan, taught to Lord Murphy by the "Swordsman Training Master Evil Master".
He entered the battlefield below from the other side, effectively helping the tribunes relieve the pressure.
The two vampires each quickly launched a counterattack against the evil things emerging from the ground. As Murphy summoned the giant wolf George and several astral baboons, the five tunnels the ghouls crawled out of were quickly occupied one by one.
It was blown up by Kudel with an explosion.
Judging from his skillful movements, this is definitely not the first time he has done something like this.
"Have you been fighting here to protect the city on the ground since you left the camp?"
Murphy sheathed his sword and put Necessary Evil back on his waist. He asked softly, but Kudel's reaction was very cold. He didn't even bother to say a word to Murphy.
He picked up his bloody scarlet heavy sword and turned around to leave.
"Hello!"
Murphy asked.
The scarlet swordsman stopped and said in a hoarse voice:
"Go away! Vampire, don't bother me, I'm fulfilling my duties."
"Well, you have deep resentment against the Blood Eagle Clan. It seems that even though you have been embraced and blessed by Midnight for more than a hundred years, you are still cursing your own fate. Your desire to become a real person is far greater than enjoying the power you gave Midnight.
"
Murphy smiled.
He had previously learned about Lord Kudel's life experience from the eldest lady. This guy's hatred for vampires was really superficial. In addition, he was shocked by the chaotic atmosphere of the subspace in the Blood Vulture Corridor.
Obviously there is no intention to have more communication with Murphy.
"Shua"
A biological reconnaissance was thrown at the scarlet swordsman in front of him:
Name: [Ranger of Nantes & Tribune of the Blood Vulture] Kudel Feodoro Sivir Lesembra
Status: Blood contract injured·Extremely weak·Subspace invasion·Confused thinking·Iron will
Rating: Neutral, no threat
"boom"
When he sensed that Murphy was using the reconnaissance technique to check on him, the enraged Kudel turned around and smashed the scarlet sword in his hand on the ground. The pair of eyes hidden under the vulture's mask stared sharply at the bricks and stones.
If you don't agree with Murphy, you'll start a fight!
"I don't have any ill intentions, I just need to confirm your situation before I can prescribe the right medicine."
Murphy raised his hands.
Then, under Kudel's gaze, he took out a small jar of source blood from the psychic bag and threw it over, saying:
"Drink it. It will permanently and completely cut off Sarokdar's influence on you. It may also help your chaotic mind. Don't worry, I don't intend to disturb your noble act of protecting the city.
I know that you are performing your duties, and I have great respect for all those who are loyal to their duties. After you have recovered, I want to talk to you about something."
Kudel ignored Murphy's words.
He twisted the can of blood and put it under his nostrils and sniffed, then looked at Murphy with a strange look in his eyes, raised his head and drank the much needed thing.
The cleansing of the blood contract from the source blood allowed Kudel's injured body to quickly recover its strength. Of course, the permanent life limit damage caused by the elder's death cannot be recovered, but the simple loss of blood bar is not enough for the powerful and outstanding person in front of him.
It was not something difficult for the tribunes to accept.
His power comes from centuries of combat experience rather than a simple midnight blessing.
After a few minutes, Kudel opened his eyes again.
The injury to his blood contract was healed and his momentum quickly returned to its peak. Drinking the source blood for the first time strengthened the vampires and made him stronger than before.
"Say it."
The tribune said hoarsely:
"What do you want to talk to me about? If you want me to join the Blood Vultures, don't even think about it! I won't let the dog leash be put around my neck a second time!"
"No, I don't have that plan at all."
Murphy waved his hand and said:
"I just want to invite you to continue to serve as the 'tribune' of Scarlet Castle. If you are interested, you can return to the ground to find Dame Miriam to get your appointment certificate. In addition, you may have discovered that the people under my command
Warriors are cleaning the filth in the sewers on the upper floor.
Among them are humans like you in your previous life, and they are also protecting this city, so I hope you can help them when you encounter them.
Maybe you can also teach them their poor martial arts skills.
They are all mountain people from the Sachs region, and their language is obscure, so you need this to communicate with them and command them to do what they can.
I don't know how many people died in the sewers.
But I believe that the number of ghouls being transformed now is a terrifying astronomical number, and you alone cannot save the city.
You need an assistant.
Or in the words of the knights, you need a group of brave followers.
I will bring them to you and let you choose. I think you can understand that this is necessary and not just to stabilize the rule of the Blood Eagle clan. Then, I will not disturb you in performing your duties, Your Excellency Tribune.
.
Happy hunting today."
Murphy politely leaned over to say goodbye in the darkness. Under Kudel's gaze, this strange young vampire who only had black iron steps but brought him a different sense of threat turned around and disappeared at a ghostly speed.
The outlet of the lower sewer.
After confirming that Murphy's breath had completely disappeared, the tribune turned around, picked up his heavy sword and walked towards the darkness on the other side.
When the disaster occurred, too many people hid in the sewers. However, the series of disasters caused by the vicious astral spiritual energy did not spare them mercy. Too many people died in this dark place far away from the sun. It seems that there are more
Worse evil spirits hide in the rotting tombs underground that no one knows about.
There are so many ghouls and wraiths here right now that it’s impossible to kill them all.
