The room was so dark that nothing could be seen, and only two figures were vaguely seen stacking together, twisting and entangling.

The men and women's breathing seemed to be filled with moxibustion heat like lava. The woman tried hard to lift her body, then screamed and then fell down. Then a ray of green fell from the sky and penetrated into the woman's body.

Beta held "Monica's shoulders backhandedly and quietly looked at the gray-brown pupils of the woman beneath her, which gradually turned pale green. Then he chuckled and said, "I haven't seen her for a while, Goddess Rose."

Rose looked at Beta with her light green eyes, her voice was neither happy nor sad, and she sounded very ethereal: "You just like blasphemy so much?"

"You decided this by the goddess yourself." Beta smiled and said, "Maybe, you are looking forward to something like this?"

"You mortal..."

As soon as Rose showed a sarcastic expression, she was blocked by Beta.

After all, he is a mature man with several women, and Beta can already understand the language of a woman's body. The Monica's body has been limp, but now it has become energetic and has "elasticity", which is obviously a sign of emotion.

Men cannot just look at women's superficial attitudes.

Besides, the cooperation between the two was quite beautiful last time, and this time was no exception.

Rose's combat power is indeed much better than Monica. It was not until the sky was getting light that Beta barely made Rose feel happy.

"Mortal, you are very good, I am very satisfied. For your hard work, let me tell you what you want."

Although her body had no strength anymore, she was almost limp and was about to become mud, but Rose's voice still showed a sense of pride above her.

It seems like a gift.

But Beta doesn't care. As a straight man in steel, he believes that men have always taken advantage of this kind of thing. Even if a woman is strong, she is just arrogant.

"I want to know what happened three hundred years ago."

Rose was silent, and at the same time she stood up and sat looking at Beta, her eyes very strange.

The atmosphere was a little calm, and Beta felt that she seemed to have asked a big problem.

After a while, Rose suddenly said, "Actually, I was just born three hundred years ago!"

Um!

Um?

Beta was surprised that his chin could not close.

What's going on?

He did ask a big question, but the result was not what he thought.

"I remember Rose seems to have a lifespan of at least a thousand years, why?"

"You can remember some things from more than 300 years ago, which means you are really amazing." Rose looked at Beta with a subtle look: "Actually, I was the real clone left by Rose three hundred years ago. But now, I am Rose."

"What about the real Rose?"

"I don't know." Rose used magic to clean up the stains on her body, but then she realized that this was not her own body, so she gave up: "I was thrown into the Kingdom of God and died for myself, leaving only my basic survival ability. Then she disappeared, and I took over her divine power and faith. At that time, I was still young and didn't know what divine power was used, so I didn't understand where she was going."

Beta felt that he was too impressed. He thought Rose could know what happened three hundred years ago, but she didn't know it either.

If I had known this, I wouldn't have betrayed my own color.

As a result, nothing was found.

Looking at Beta's disappointed expression, Rose snorted. Damn man, he was still good at getting a bargain.

But she didn't say much, turned into a green light, and her consciousness returned directly to her kingdom of gods.

Monica woke up and looked at Beta with admiration.

The only man who can hold a real goddess to rub against the bed for several hours is the only one in front of him.

Although he didn't get the news he wanted, Beta was not too disappointed.

Whether it is Monica or Rose, the feeling it gives him is quite wonderful, so just take a relaxing trip.

After staying in the Holy City of Life for two more days, Beta returned to the city of Wojin.

Before he had been resting for two days, Cocoala came to say goodbye to him.

Beta told her about her conversation with Goddess Wokin.

Then she was silent for a while: "Is that white fog targeting us ordinary people?"

"The World Tree is not an ordinary person, right?" Beta smiled: "No matter how bad she is, she is still a demigod, not far from the real god. There is no reason why it can't block our goddess's sight, but it can block her."

Kokoyala smiled at the corner of her mouth: "You mean, we are lying to you?"

"I don't mean that either." Beta waved his hand.

He discovered that women in high positions are occasionally willful. When they face people they don’t know each other, they are normal in their behavior, whether in work or negotiation, they are well-founded and reasonable. But once they get along with them, they will use their identities to play tricks.

Before Monica became the pope, the two of them became familiar with each other and had a lot of unreasonable fights occasionally. Now Cocoa La is also a very familiar attitude to you.

Perhaps for many people, such a little temperament will make people feel close, but for Beta, it feels a little troubled.

In such a formal occasion, he wants to do things more.

"Since you goddesses don't know, there is no reason to stay here." Cocoala stood up: "By the way, our trade agreement is about to expire, so find time to continue for another two or three years. Just follow the original price."

Hum? Beta was stunned for a moment and asked, "But now your dried fruit and carving art have sold very high prices. If you follow the original price, you will suffer a lot."

"Yes." Kokoyala nodded and continued: "There are indeed many forces who are in contact with us, saying that we will represent our products at an additional 50% or even twice the price."

"Then sign a contract with them." Although losing the elves' goods will cause Wokjin City to lose a small fixed source of money, as an ally, he was embarrassed to drag the elves to prevent them from making money.

Kokoyala is tall and slender. She shook her head and said, "We are very nostalgic. We cooperate with a force. If there is no problem, we will continue to be qualified. And compared with other forces, your unbiased attitude towards the God of Wealth is more pleasing to our liking."

"That's it!" Beta thought for a while and said, "Then we will continue to cooperate and increase the purchase price by 50% of the time, we really can't do it. After all, selling it is a very important thing to consider the channel. Just increase it by 20%, so that everyone can make money."

"Okay, that's it." Cocoala waved at Beta and left the room.

Although the elves are arrogant, once they become their friends, it is indeed a relatively comfortable thing.

They value feelings. Wojincheng was the first human force they recognized.

After Cocoala left, Beta asked someone to go to the Mercenary Union and issued a high reward, hoping that someone could go to the edge of the world and explore what was going on there.

If you can accept the magic of detecting lies and prove that the statement is a fact, you will be rewarded with fifty to one thousand gold coins according to the importance of the information.

One thousand gold coins... There is no problem in establishing a medium-sized aristocratic family.

There are at least fifty gold coins.

After the mission was posted by Mercenary Unions around the world, it immediately caused a sensation in the whole world.

Even many people in power have heard the news.

They were all wondering why Beta issued such a reward, and the bounty was so high. Is there anything there that was worth moving to him?

People in high positions see things complex, and the world and groups are changeable and meaningful in their eyes.

For individuals, or those at the bottom, they only pay attention to themselves or in front of them when they look at things.

The mercenaries didn't want to think so much. They only knew that as long as they brought back the message, they could get at least fifty gold coins. If they were lucky, they might get a thousand.

In the eyes of the mercenaries, the God of Wealth has three images: a lot of money, strict law, and integrity.

Any tasks issued in the name of the God of Wealth have never deducted the bounty, and many times, if you exceed the task, they will give more money.

Moreover, the explanation of this mission clearly states that the edge of the world is far away and dangerous. You must travel in groups. It is best to have an average strength above the elite level and you must also be good at survival in the wild.

Barna, who was in his forties, picked up his axe and leather armor, bid farewell to his crying old wife, and came to the Moonlight Tavern in Sanrell City, waiting for his companions.

Although he hasn't fought for three years, he does not think his combat effectiveness has declined at all.

Not long after, all six companions arrived one after another.

Everyone sat in a circle and introduced each other to the recent situation.

Finally, Shield Warrior La Pei smiled and said, "Bana, don't you dislike gold coins? Why did you come here this time?"

Everyone looked at Barna with some curiosity.

Barna said slowly: "I'm not here for money this time."

"What's that for."

"Repay kindness." Barna's voice was very light, but it seemed very clear in the noisy tavern.

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

"I'm in Crow Ridge, you all know that."

Everyone nodded.

"The land of Crow Ridge is very barren and lacks water. No matter how we grow things, we don't grow very much, and we don't have much prey, and we can't eat enough. When we are hungry, we even eat earthworms. But two-thirds of the children will die before the age of ten, and most of them will starve to death."

"We have no way to leave, and other cities or villages are unwilling to accept us. We have no land to cultivate without us."

"The God of Wealth is here. First, help us open the way, then help us divert water, repeatedly use magic and magic to help us improve our land, and even give us the seeds that have been strengthened by magic."

"Our village is not short of food now, and the children can eat enough," said Barna lightly: "The Church of Wealth is a real sect that takes care of us ordinary people. Pope Beta must have discovered something wrong and issued such a task. I don't understand any big principles, let alone the overall situation, but as long as the Church of Wealth has a place that needs it, I am willing to go there."

Whether it is the demon world or hell.

Of course, Barna didn't say this sentence.
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