Chapter 36 Demigods and witches won’t come to your door

Author: Crowtopia

Chapter 36 Demigods and witches won’t come to your door

Haida was sitting on a wooden chair, with a long queue of survivors in front of her, waiting for her rune transformation to her right.

Her left hand was resting on the armrest of the chair, and a giant blood-sucking mosquito crawled on her forearm, sucking blood from her body at any time.

At this time, she was no longer wearing the dirty and old traveling witch dress, but a cool lace dress, which looked quite girlish.

Unfortunately, it was a rainy day, and the blind Haida could not see her beauty. She could only feel the bone-chilling cold, and she was about to suffer from rheumatism.

Burke, the Asian little tailor, stood on the back of the chair, measuring Haida's shoulders.

He was cutting a piece of bearskin to make a shawl to keep out the cold as an anonymous gift, while Haida continued to serve as a clothes rack.

The demi-humans crawling up and down her body and the mosquitoes sucking her blood were not the most unbearable things for Haida.

The most unbearable thing for her was the almost endless stream of immortals.

Wuming has recruited another wave of immortals, and now there are nearly fifty immortals helping him collect fruits and medicinal materials in the wild, and collecting dung beetles.

These immortals who are dying have their wages paid every day, and if they have any runes, they will come to her and turn them into power in their bodies.

Working continuously for more than ten hours a day, coupled with the loss of blood, Haida was also a little overwhelmed.

Haida's lips were chapped, her face was pale, and her body was swaying, as if she was about to fall down at any moment.

In the darkness, a scorching sun approached, warming Haida's cold body.

"Oops, did you inhale too much?" Wuming supported the shaky Haida and plucked the mosquitoes off her hand.

Haida closed her lips tightly and endured the pain.

Wuming looked at Haida's appearance, then at the endless stream of immortals, holding his chin and thinking for a moment:

"It seems it's time for a change."

Wuming raised his voice to the immortals:

"It's better to save more runes before coming back in the future. It will be more efficient. There are more of us, and some systems will always have to change."

The immortals said:

"But we're afraid we won't be able to save the money."

The other immortals nodded in agreement:

"Some people will specifically steal our runes. They are unable to fight against the strong and will only bully us."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, I will help you save the money for food and accommodation, so you can pay it every day instead of every month." Wuming made a decision immediately.

He held Haida's shoulders, lifted Haida who was as limp as a noodle, and showed her bleak face to the Immortal:

"If we keep her tired like this, we won't have any witches anymore."

Aren't you the one who sucked her blood yourself, the Immortals slandered.

The continuous treatment of the hot stones under her feet allowed Haida to regain some strength, and she looked at Wuming gratefully.

Of course, she is blind, and her grateful eyes cannot convey to Wuming.

Wuming helped Haida back to the chair and took a bearskin blanket to cover her.

Wuming's words reduced Haida's workload thirty times. Feeling the warmth from the inside out, Haida almost cried.

"How are you doing? Can you still hold on?" Wuming asked, "If not, just take a rest."

"I'll be fine if the Immortals don't come so often." Haida showed her tenacity.

"That's good." Wuming said, "There are a few faded ones here. Please help them convert runes. Don't worry, they are just like the immortals. They can't bother you a few times a month. Just treat it as if I have recruited a few more.

Just one employee is enough.”

"Just think of recruiting a few more employees..." Haida's heart twitched and she slumped down on the chair.

Several faded people without witches rubbed their hands and approached Haida. They obediently paid 20% of the runes and began to enjoy the service of the finger witch.

Although it is not as powerful and portable as the portable witch, it is already a great help to help them transform runes, and it gives them a way to become stronger.

Wuming returned to the anvil, and Patch also came back:

"The blood roses in the garden are about to bloom. As long as we continue to expand the scale, we should be able to keep up with the increase in customers."

"Not bad, not bad." Wuming looked at Ailei Church with a sense of accomplishment.

Return of bone shards, magic classes, and rune transmutation services for the borderline faded who have lost their witches.

With these three tools, Wuming believes that Pachi’s old store already has core competitiveness.

"The faded ones can no longer leave us." Wuming announced.

Patch took out the money bag and counted the runes inside:

"I made 130,000 runes this month, mainly relying on the dung beetles in Stone City. Greg is recruiting troops to strengthen the city's defense, and the demand for dewdrops has increased sharply. With the Ailei Church as the core, our influence continues to expand."

Although it is all good news, Patch is a little worried:

"Grek is really going to sit back and watch us sell dung beetles?"

"Fan Lei said he would solve it," Wuming said.

"Don't tell me that you really believe in that guy." Patch looked at Wuming in surprise, "That guy must be planning some conspiracy, he's full of bad ideas at first sight."

"No way, he supplied the returned bone fragments." Wuming spread his hands, "He even helped design and carve our membership medals of different levels."

Patch looked at Fan Lei on the other side of the church:

"We need to have some resistance to possible threats, and we cannot just hold on to a blood dynasty."

"But Blood Dynasty is not the only one we can connect to now," Wuming said.

"Of course you won't wait for other demigod forces if you stay here." Patch said.

"Are you going on a trip?" Wuming asked, "You can put on the long travel dress that Haida changed into."

"Of course I want you to go." Patch rolled his eyes, "You are the most suitable pioneer for adventure."

"I want to make iron, and I can't live without me here." Wuming said, "The reputation of Airei Church is getting more and more famous. If people who come here because of its fame find that there is no blacksmith, it will greatly affect the reputation."

Patch said: "Our current guests don't need your forging technology at all. They can solve it themselves, as long as it's free."

"In the future, the faded ones will grow up. They can find more powerful weapons and match them with more legendary weapons. At that time, they will need equally legendary blacksmiths to help them forge iron." Wuming said.

"Wouldn't that be more troublesome? You'd really be stuck in getting away," Patch said.

He touched his bald head and looked at Wuming with curiosity:

"I still don't understand how you became like this. You don't seem like someone who wants to stay in one place. You are still an adventurer at heart, right?"

Wuming reached out and took the money bag from Patch's arms:

"That's why."

He took out his own part of the runes:

"Even if you let me go out, I don't have a target. Demigods won't come to your door, but it's hard to meet demigods when you go out. How can they be so easy to see and help you intimidate Greg?"

"I'm just reminding you." Patch said, "My premonition of danger is always very accurate. As for the target, you have to think about it yourself."

Wuming looked around the Ailei Church.

The quiet and meditative Se Lian, the playful eyes of Fan Lei, the pale Haida...

"I think we need more witches." Wuming thought of a goal.

"It's hard to find such a scapegoated witch." Patch glanced at Haida, "The witches follow the guidance of the blessing and serve Two Fingers and the only faded person. They are like a group of little girls full of romantic fantasies who just want to meet each other.

How could you, your own hero, agree to come here and be a witch for everyone?"

The two of them were worrying about the future of Patch's old shop when they came in from the back of the Ai Lei Church.

One was naked, covered in rain, and shivering with cold, while the other was frozen into a drill, spinning his head crazily, shaking the cold rain off his body.

When the drill stopped, a wolf head was revealed.

"Blaize, Tufu?" Wuming wondered, "You guys are back? It's quite fast."

The werewolf with a wolf head and a huge sword on his back was named Blaze. He once found Caleb at night to inquire about Wuming's news.

It happened that Wuming was just like now, discussing the future of Patch's old store with Patch.

We happened to bump into each other and started chatting.

Wuming learned that Blaze was looking for him because of his master's order to investigate the owner of the spirit horse.

So Patch immediately called for Tufu and handed him over to Blazer.

Blaze was entrusted by his master and handed over the items entrusted by the former owner of the spirit horse to Tai Fu.

On the other hand, Tuefu had just received Wuming's encouragement that night and inspired him to become a magician.

I heard that Blaze was from Lienia, the seat of the Magic Academy, and that Blaze's owner was also a powerful magician. I immediately planned to pay him a visit and ask who the spirit horse's former owner was.

The two hit it off immediately and immediately set off for Lienia.

"You are going to Lienia, right?" Wuming said, "You can come back pretty quickly. It's good to have a spirit horse."

To this day, Wuming is still envious of Tuifu's clever horse. He plans to buy a flying dragon when he has money to completely solve the embarrassing situation of not having a mount.

Hearing what Wuming said, Tuifu looked at Blaze with complicated eyes, while the werewolf glanced slightly away.

Blazer said: "We were preparing to go to the Lienia Lake area, but we just don't know why we came here."

He looked at the renovated Ailei Church and the brand-new members:

"You also opened a shop in Lijenia?"

"This is Nimgofu." Wuming said, "Ailei Church."

Werewolf Blaze was stunned for a moment, staring deeply at the rain outside:

"It's rain, it must be rain, which made me mistakenly think this is the Lieniya Lake District."

"You are just a simple idiot." Patch ruthlessly exposed Blazer.

"How is that possible!" Blaze roared and opened his wolf's mouth, revealing his staggered canine teeth. "Look, I didn't find Caleb successfully!"

"How do I remember that when you first entered the Ailei Church, you shouted another name." Wuming recalled, "Dariville or something like that."

"That's the last name, Galeda Reville." Blazer vowed.

"Stop arranging it for me." Gale was also on the side and slowly interjected, "Blaze, you still have the same problem. You haven't learned to read the map yet. Can't you find it by smelling it?"

"I'm a wolf, not a dog!" Blazer snorted, "Dogs only betray."

Tuifu interrupted the conversation between Blazer and Gallie, raised his hand and asked:

"How on earth am I going to get to Lienia?"

Wuming grabbed Tuifu's hand and pressed it back with a smile on his face:

"No need to go."

"Didn't Senior say that I can become a magician?" Tuifu said.

The ring finger pointed at Se Lian, who was quietly studying the new magic system in the corner:

"I found the magic teacher."

"As expected of a senior!" Tuifu's eyes lit up and he was about to go over to study, but found that his hand was still being held by Wuming.

"Don't worry." Wuming chuckled, "Fufu, I remember you said you have a witch, right?"

Tuifu was unsure and said:

"Maybe she's not a witch. She said she was just acting as a witch. She said she couldn't give me guidance and could only help me transform Rune."

"Okay, okay, as long as you can transform Rune." Wuming nodded with satisfaction.

He patted Patch:

"Look, your eldest brother was not kind to you before. Now it's time for you to repay your eldest brother."

"What to do?" Tuifu was still confused.

"When you want to go out, you can take any witch with you, but when you stay here, can you ask your witch to come out and help." Wuming said, "You see, Haida is a bit busy by herself. In the future, we will be so big

Expansion, we don’t have enough manpower.”

"Let me ask." Tuifu ran to Blessing and whispered something. After a while, he ran over again, glanced at Wuming, and whispered,

"She said no, saying that the witches and seniors over there smell disgusting to her, and if they continue to stay here, they will stab me to death."

After hearing this, Wuming blinked twice, and after a while, he sighed: "Our Haida is better."

"So what should we do now?" Tuifu asked pitifully for other people's opinions.

"Let me take you to the lake area." Wuming said to Blaze, "I just happen to have something to talk to your master about."

"Looking for my master?" Blaze looked a little cautious, "What's the matter? You don't know her."

"Isn't it the one with the little blue eyes, the one with the two faces and four hands?" Wuming said, "You have the same aura, and you were specially sent to find Tuifu, so I can guess it."

Wuming speculated that the mysterious doll girl he met that night was probably a demigod.

Although demigods wouldn't come to your doorstep, with Blaze's level of relationship, it's not a problem to establish a relationship.

As long as he can have a good relationship with another demigod, Patch's old shop doesn't have to worry about Greg.

How did you say goodbye to that demigod last time...

It seemed that he had started a fight with her...

Wuming took out a pig leg from the stove, knocked off the dry and hard soil on the outside to reveal the fragrant meat inside, and gave it to Blaise.

Wuming rubbed his hands: "Brother Lang, I'm going to talk to your master about a business deal. Could you please give me a nice word?"

Blaze took the hot pork leg and chewed it to warm his cold body.

"Don't worry, as long as your request is reasonable, La...she is easy to talk to." Blazer said, "But can you really find the way to Lienia for the first time? It's not easy to read the map."

"It's a joke, today's young people can't even find their way around." Wuming said proudly,

"Even if there is no map, I can still find it!"

A month later, the nameless husband and Blaze were holding their respective weapons, looking at the foggy Lieniya Lake area in the distance with red eyes and chapped lips.

"When you say you can find it without a map, do you mean the exhaustive method?" Blazer asked in a voice that sounded like he had been hungry for three days.

"As long as it turns out well." Wuming croaked, "Isn't this the end?"

"There's still half the journey," Blazer said. "In the middle, we have to pass through the foggy lake area. There is still a fantasyland before we must pass."

The corners of Wuming's mouth twitched a few times:

"No, don't be afraid, just go and leave the rest to time. This is a pilgrimage, and the road to making money is destined to be full of difficulties and obstacles."

Wuming walked a few more steps holding the scabbard, then suddenly fell on the road.

Blaze and Tufu tried to help him, but they stumbled and fell.

The three people fell on the grass in the shape of a cross.
Chapter completed!