Chapter 466: Equipment Drilling

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"By the way, Granny Mala, what's going on in Harrogas now? After those captive barbarians came back, the news must have spread by now."

I couldn't help but feel a little worried when I thought about the fact that those one hundred and sixty-two barbarians were going back, and that the fact that they were abducted by monsters couldn't be concealed for much longer.

"Haha, don't worry about this. It doesn't matter even if the news spreads now. Anyway, one hundred and sixty-two barbarians have been rescued. I discussed it with the barbarian elders and plan to go to the Bloody Hills in the near future.

Organizing a large-scale cleanup activity can, on the one hand, boost morale, and on the other hand, it can completely vent the remaining anger of those barbarians."

Mara walked leisurely and came to the window. He looked outside and showed an old fox-like mysterious smile that was definitely not inferior to Akara.

General cleaning activity? I have heard a little about this. In fact, it is no different from the year-end cleaning. The only difference is that these barbarians are not cleaning garbage and dust, but monsters. To put it bluntly, they are organizing all barbarian warriors to go to the bloody hills.

A lot of killing. For the warlike barbarian race, such cleaning activities are held almost once or twice every year, but...

"This is a good idea, but this cleaning activity will consume a lot of food. Wouldn't this make Harrogas even worse?"

I looked at Mara with some confusion, always feeling that she was brewing some conspiracy. Having this old fox in Harrogath, the barbarians didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

"Yes, it is true, but there is always a way to solve it. I think it won't take a while, but maybe some kind people will help Harrogas." Mala turned back and looked at me with a meaningful look.

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Who? Who? Is there such a kind person in this world? In that case, please help me by the way. The first wish is very simple. As long as the little ghost doesn’t complain about me in the future, please give me a night tree.

[Beep] Bai Nu’s [Beep].

Anyway, I don’t have to worry about it anymore. The first task assigned by Akela is completed. All that’s left is to wait for the little brown fox to come back and take us to the orc tribe.

"By the way, is there any news about Lucia? This little fox clearly promised to come back as soon as possible. Really..."

Thinking of what I said to her before leaving, I couldn't help but shake my head. Come to think of it, it would be abnormal if this vixen could be obedient.

"If Sister Lucia can't come back in time, why don't we go to the werewolves first." Linya on the side suddenly said.

"Werewolves, are you familiar with their clan?" I felt happy when I saw Linya's confident little woman look.

"Grandma Akara once told me something, and I have also come into contact with some werewolves in Harrogas these days, so there should be no problem." Linya's words were modest, but her eyes were full of confidence.

, people can’t help but believe her words.

Mara, who was smiling at the side, looked at us and said, "Child, don't underestimate Linya just because you love her so much. Women in the Edward family are not simple, especially Raphael's granddaughter."

He looked up and touched Linya's hair lovingly.

"Grandma Mara, you are too generous. I am still far behind grandma now." Linya praised Mara on her back, and her eyes that were filled with the confidence of a strong woman just now suddenly collapsed and were beaten back.

The archetype of the girl next door, her rosy face is so cute.

"There is indeed a gap. When Raphael was praised by me, his face turned redder than yours." Mara suddenly laughed, and then at Linya's plea, she said some things about Raphael and Akara back then.

past events.

Speaking of which, I almost forgot that Mara is the elder of Raphael and Akara.

After listening to the two women chatting for a long time, I yawned and suddenly remembered that I had to go to Rasuk to hand over the task, so I said goodbye and walked slowly to Rasuk's house.

From a distance, I saw this giant man still sweating and banging something next to the furnace. I said hello, and Rasuk's movements seemed to pause for a moment, and then he speeded up and lifted the red-hot iron tool in his hand in two or two strokes.

After being immersed in the snow water, he turned around and looked at me with a depressed expression.

"My daughter often writes in her letters that you are a considerate adventurer who never bothers her when she is concentrating on building. I don't think so."

Well, after all, men and women are different, and it is necessary to maintain some gentlemanly manners towards ladies.

"I understand." After he finished talking to himself, Rasuk suddenly showed a look of enlightenment. The depression on his face disappeared and he became happy: "It must be because my daughter is special, haha.

You did a good job, remember when I pursued the mother of the child..."

As he said this, inside the house, an aunt who was probably cooking, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, suddenly floated half of her body out of the door like a ghost, revealing half of her gloomy face.

"Um...haha...where did we just talk? By the way, you were asking me what Qiaxi likes to eat. That's right, kid."

Feeling the killing intent behind him, Rasuk's huge body trembled obviously, and then he immediately laughed and passed the topic as if nothing had happened. He also patted me desperately as if he was afraid that I would not cooperate.

The shoulder winked at me.

His wink at me was completely unnecessary, because my current face, apart from grinning and screaming in pain, could no longer express a second emotion or a second language.

"Yeah...yeah, I wonder what Qiaxi likes to eat?" I felt that if I didn't say anything, I would be beaten to the ground by this big guy, so I nodded in agreement while holding back the pain.

"Hahaha——, my daughter is not picky about food and likes to eat everything. She just likes to build equipment..." Hey, isn't this nonsense?

Rasuk responded in an exaggerated tone. He felt the half of the body in the door behind him slowly moving away like a ghost. Then he took a big breath and glanced at me. His slightly hunched body instantly felt like a blow.

He was so angry that he swelled up and became majestic. He pretended to be open-minded and said to me in a tone that sounded like he had come from the past: "A good man will not fight with a woman, and a good husband will not fight with his wife."

Uncle, stop pretending. No one in Harrogas knows that you have tracheitis.

"By the way, this mission is completed. With your strength, it shouldn't be difficult." Looking at me teasingly, Rasuk coughed unnaturally and changed the topic to serious matters.

"It's done, do you think these are enough?" I couldn't bear to put any more pressure on this uncle with bronchitis. I followed his words and took out the Queen's whip that I got from Warlord Shank, as well as a few pieces of slingshot that had exploded.

Hundreds of energy crystals were handed over.

After a brief glance, when Rasuk's eyes fell on at least two hundred energy crystals, he finally showed a look of surprise: "Good boy, you have done your best to complete the task." He said with suspicion.

He glanced at me and said, "Did Mara reveal something about this energy crystal to you?"

"Energy crystal?"

I tilted my head in confusion and recalled that all road idiots have a problem, that is, they will deliberately ignore things that they are not interested in, which is also known as forgetfulness. Marla revealed a lot to me, but about energy crystals

of……

After thinking about it, I shook my head firmly. Even if Mara once revealed something to me, but I have forgotten it now, it means that she has not disclosed it.

"Is this weird?" Rasuk touched his chin, looked me up and down, and murmured to himself: "You kid, you don't look like such a conscientious person."

Hey, hey, I heard everything, and I heard it very clearly!!

The corners of my eyes twitched slightly, and I asked patiently, "Is there something wrong with these energy crystals?"

"What's wrong with the energy crystal? No! I'm talking about you. You're lucky. After all, I haven't moved my muscles for a long time." Rasuk patted my shoulder vigorously and said with

He looked at me with a look that said, "Boy, you're just lucky." Then he clenched his big fists, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

"Today, I'm going to let you see my unique skill, Rasuk. My reputation as the number one blacksmith in Harrogas is not for nothing."

Don't talk to yourself, explain it to me a little bit, you bastard!!

After finally waiting for Larsuk's passion to burn out, I learned the cause and effect behind his words. It turned out that the task given by Rasuk actually had a language trap hidden in it.

When Rasuk handed over the mission, he told me in a formulaic way: the catapults on the bloody hills have been harassing us, prove your bravery, destroy these catapults, and bring back at least five energy crystals; and

The king-level monster [Warlord Shank] in the hinterland of the hills seems to have become restless recently. Kill it and the whip in its hand will prove your bravery.

And this trap lies in the word "at least" in the catapult. This sentence is easy to understand. The adventurer will naturally translate it into the idea of ​​​​"As long as you collect five yuan, you can make a deal."

Shank], you must at least kill the twelve catapults around you first. In this way, each adventurer will have at least 12 energy crystals in his hand, so it is easy to have the idea that he has exceeded his quota.

Mission accomplished.

The trap is to take advantage of the inert thinking of adventurers and make them feel satisfied. As you know, as long as you can collect 120 of them, you can get an extra reward from Rasuk, a rather incredible reward.

Adding a groove to the equipment is also commonly known as punching a hole!!

This reward will only be honored when Rasuk releases a task. From now on, even if you collect 120 or even 1,200 energy crystals, Rasuk will not help you increase the groove. This is because adding a groove requires

It consumes a lot of Rasuk's energy. If there were no such restrictions, he would definitely be exhausted to death.

Regarding setting up such a trap, Rasuk was also justified: This is to test the sincerity of the adventurers. I have not set an upper limit for energy crystals. Naturally, the more energy crystals they bring back, the more powerful he is to the barbarian clan.

Sincerity.

I think you just want to find a way to be lazy. When I heard this, I secretly despised it and broke into a cold sweat. I originally planned to collect five or six pills and then hand over the job. If there were no tasks to hold me back, let me

If you manage to collect more than 200 pills by chance, then this incredible reward will definitely be in vain.

Finally, Rasuk counted more than two hundred and fifty of them, and his eyes widened.

"Uncle Rasuk, look, it's twice as much as your reward requirement. Can I get one more hole punched?" I shamelessly stepped forward and rubbed my fingers to please him.

"This is really difficult to handle. This has never happened before." Rasuk frowned in embarrassment. In the past, there were no adventurous teams without a lot of brains. After receiving the mission, they destroyed the entire bloody hill.

I beat the catapult once and got this hidden reward.

However, no one has ever collected more than double the stipulated number. It is still unknown whether there are 240 catapults in the entire Bloody Hills, so for a while, Rasuk's mind was spinning like a program that was stuck in an infinite loop.

But come.

"Old guy, you have been idle for many years, so why don't you want to work hard for your family?" At this time, Aunt Rasuk poked her head out of the door again and glared at Rasuk.

Ha, Auntie, you are so cute!!

Under the coercion of his wife, Rasuk was like a camel that was crushed by the last straw. He finally nodded helplessly and kept muttering "This is against the rules" and other sighs.

"First of all, my ability is limited. I can only create grooves in ordinary equipment, and I cannot create equipment that already has three or more grooves."

It turns out there is such a restriction. I glanced at Rasuk gloomily. The limit on the number of slots doesn’t matter to me. Let alone building equipment with four slots, I’m not prepared to build equipment with three slots.

Well, the reason is very simple. The three-groove inlaid talisman words are generally high-level talisman words. Although people have to look far away, if they look too far, they are aiming too far. High-level talisman words are very important to them.

It's still too far away for me.

It's just limited to making grooves on ordinary equipment, which makes me very disappointed. I originally planned to save these two opportunities to create grooves for later, when I get advanced equipment, but now it seems that there is no need to save them.

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By the way, don't I still have a 1-slot Gothic armor on hand? This is also a high-end item among ordinary clothes after advanced armor and ancient armor.

Suddenly I remembered that when I killed the first two siege beasts in the frozen highlands, they gave me a 1-slot Gothic armor, and I quickly took it out.

Gothic Armor (grey)

Defense:198

Strength points required: 90

Required level: 49

Grooved(1)

"This is really top quality stuff, you're really lucky." After receiving the Goethe armor, Rasuk's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he knew at a glance that he had suffered from an occupational disease again.

"How about it, do you want me to go up both grooves in one go?" Larsuk said to me maliciously with a smile.

Hearing what Qualkek said, Xiao Jia immediately shook his head and snored, as if to say: Sparring partner? I'm kidding, Comrade Xiao Jia, I am committed to winning the Nobel Peace Prize, how can I compete with you guys?

What about war-mongers doing such unpeaceful things?

However, Xiaojia's protest was immediately suppressed by me. It has now broken away from the category of projection, which means that there is room for continued improvement in strength. If it is willing to work hard, it may not be able to become a very awesome one.

A powerful monster, now is the time to train it.

With my emotional and rational persuasion, Xiao Jia finally reluctantly agreed. However, I had to make an agreement with Qualkek, otherwise these warlike madmen would accidentally kill Xiao Jia.

If it falls, who should I cry to?

Qualkek readily agreed to my conditions. In this way, Xiao Jia got a chance to practice, and the new barbarian recruits could also see the strength of wild monsters. Everyone was happy. However, this cowardly siege beast followed.

When Qualkek left, he turned back and gave me a faint look, making it look like Qualkek and I were human traffickers.

After leaving Xiao Jia behind, I wandered all the way to the Adventurer's Paradise and wandered around the trading market. Harrogath is indeed the most advanced level in the first world. The equipment traded here is better than the Demon Fortress.

There are many, at a glance, blue-level equipment. Even if there is a whiteboard occasionally, they are all high-end equipment, such as Gothic armor, two-handed swords, tower shields, crowns, etc., nothing low-level.

I had the nerve to take it out.

Do you want to sell the golden halberd that Darkfaun exploded? Seeing that the adventurers here are so resourceful, they must be able to exchange it for something suitable for their own use.

While walking like this, I was a little distracted. Suddenly, my body seemed to hit something. My steps paused slightly, but the other person flew out and sat on the ground.

"Sorry, brother, is everything okay?" I came to my senses, walked forward quickly, extended my big hand to the figure sitting on the ground, said apologetically, and began to look at the figure.

thin!!

This was my first feeling about him. His body was like dry firewood. His neck and limbs were so slender and thin that it was incredible. It was like a chopstick. As long as it was bent with a slight force, it would only make a difference.

A pair of bones in the neck and limbs with human skin attached to them will make a snapping sound.

He wrapped himself in all the clothes. It was different from the adventurer's handsome cloak. Instead, he used a weird robe made of black and white fabrics to wrap himself tightly. He wore white boots, black trousers, and white

The mandarin jacket, black top, white gloves, black scarf, and white turban look nondescript and weird.

He glanced at the hand I stretched out towards him. His face, shrouded in the shadow of a white turban, showed no emotion or anger. He just rejected my kindness and slowly got up from the ground, patting the dust on his buttocks.

Then... he lowered his head, shrank and hunched, and hugged his body tightly with his hands. His tall and thin appearance made people wonder if a gust of wind would blow him up into the air.

I was stunned when I saw the strangely dressed man in front of me and his subconscious actions. He gave people the impression that he was trying to wrap up his soul tightly with clothes and body, hiding it from anyone.

It's the same as reaching the deepest point.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?" She looked at him and asked apologetically. She was really afraid that if she hit him like this, his body would fall apart like dry firewood.

"..."

Without speaking, his face slightly shrouded in shadow seemed to glance at me. With my keen sense, I caught a trace of hatred in the other person's eyes.

Wasn't it just a bump? I've already apologized. There's no need to escalate to the level of hatred. I suddenly felt depressed.

After just glancing at me, maybe not even seeing what I looked like, this strange man cowered, hugged his body tightly, and turned around to leave.

"Hello--"

"Brother Wu Fan!!"

Just when I was about to call him to stop, I was suddenly tapped hard on the shoulder behind me. When I looked back, I saw it was a barbarian warrior I had met in the bar these past few days, named Lakula.

"Brother Wu Fan, what are you doing? Let's go for a walk and come with me to have a drink." As he said this, this nearly sixty-level master ignored my resistance and easily pulled me away.

"Wait, Lacula!" I broke away from his iron-like hand and pointed at the strange man's figure.

"Do you know that guy? It feels weird."

"Oh!?" Lacula looked in the direction I pointed, and his expression immediately changed several times, and finally dimmed: "A pitiful and pathetic guy, it's uncomfortable to talk about it, forget it, don't worry about it

These insignificant things, let’s go get drunk together.”

Seeing the strange figure leaving, I fell into deep thought. In fact, I shouldn't care so much about a stranger I bumped into by chance. It's just that this person gave me a feeling, a very strange feeling. How should I describe it?

If Necromancer Rhodes exudes an aura of sadness all the time, even in his smile, then this strange man gives people an unusually heavy feeling, as if he is weighed down by a dark mountain.

, even if outsiders saw it, they would feel a little out of breath. They really couldn't figure out why this kind of weight didn't crush his body like dry wood in an instant?

Perhaps it was this opposite aura that was similar to Rhodes' that made me curious about the weird man just now.

So, in the bar, I tried my best to drink to La Kula, until he was so drunk that he started to speak slowly, and then he slowly started to talk. Even when he was deeply drunk, La Kula said about the man.

, their expressions subconsciously revealed a sense of sadness.

The name of that weird man was Niracek, and when Lakula mentioned his identity, I seemed to finally understand what the heavy feeling I felt on him was about.

Niracek is the remnant of the former tribe, the once prosperous guarding tribe who regarded guarding the Worldstone Temple as everything in their lives. In the end, they endured the humiliation and abandoned the Worldstone Temple and came to Lugaoin.

He is charged with the important task of regaining the World Stone, but what he faces is the boss of the three demon gods - Baal, the Lord of Destruction. You can imagine the pressure on his shoulders.

The next day, out of curiosity, I still went to the Adventurer Trading Market and walked around many times. Finally, I met Nilasek in a small, dilapidated and inconspicuous wooden house.

There is no window in the house, only a small door is opened. Nilasek's figure is hidden in the dark corner of the house. He still maintains the hunched and shrinking posture of yesterday, standing motionless in the corner, not knowing where he is.

What were you thinking? I didn't even notice that I entered his house.

Following the dim light, I discovered that there were some tattered equipment inside the wooden house, which instantly reminded me of Lu Gaoyin’s damn big profiteer Aigis. Unexpectedly, Niracek was also a

A gambling businessman, but looking at his current appearance, compared with the old fox Aigis, his level is too far behind.

Rather than saying that he is doing business now, it is better to say that he just wants to have a dark corner where he can hide himself. He does not seem to care much about business, and there are no adventurers here to try their luck. Apart from anything else, in

In a high-end place like Harrogas, the amount of gold coins consumed for a single bet is no joke. It often costs tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. Who has so much spare money to gamble?

"Dong——dong——"

The heavy sound of undisguised hard leather boots on the wooden board came out, and Niracek seemed to wake up from the world he was immersed in. He glanced at me, with a shocking resentment in his eyes, which was even worse than yesterday.

It was even more sharp and cold, making me even more confused. How could I have offended him?

Probably because after coming to Darkness, I have seen too many life and death encounters, so I can feel many complicated things from his eyes, like the desperate roar, regret, anger, and hatred of a trapped soul.

, unwillingness, self-blame, cowardice, inferiority, confusion... too many things mixed together made him seem to be shrouded in a layer of fog, making it difficult to figure out.

"Is there a gambling shop here? Let me take a look." I looked at each other and Nilasek, and I took the lead in speaking. My eyes glanced over the worn-out equipment on the ground, and I couldn't help but froze. No matter how these things are,

Look, they should all be some garbage.

"Really? Jie Jie Jie, these are all rubbish. If you want them, just take them. Anyway, it's the same to you. The World Stone Temple can be returned by our guardian tribe from the crusade. You adventurers, just

Just minding my own business."

After saying that, he laughed strangely, and his complex eyes showed an extremely crazy look.

I glanced at him silently, took a few steps back, and left. There was no sarcastic anger towards Niracek in my heart, only a touch of sadness and pity. Although his body was not broken, his spirit was broken and he was completely trapped.

He was in a state of madness, and it was this madness that allowed his body to carry this load-bearing mountain and support it until now. The subtle state he is in now can't help but make me think of a

A very appropriate metaphor.

You can't live, you can't die.

The heavy responsibilities left by the tribe for generations, the hopes and lashes of countless generations of ancestors, made him crazy, and the responsibilities and obligations that were forcibly poured into his mind like brainwashing made him locked up.

A layer of flail can't even kill you.

From Mara, I learned that thousands of years ago, when the ancestors of the tribe repented and made up their minds to abandon the World Stone Temple, the entire tribe still had a population of close to 50,000.

After these 50,000 people came to Harrogas, they began to cultivate themselves and recuperate, intending to regroup and develop the tribe's population to its original level. However, thousands of years have passed, and the tribe's population has not increased, but has decreased year by year.

Now, only Nilasek and less than ten people are left in the entire tribe.

The reason is that the ancestors of the tribe who moved from the World Stone Temple have been living in regret, wishing to take back the World Stone Temple immediately. In order not to forget the shame of their clan, they will never forget this strong desire.

From the moment the baby was born, it was instilled into the minds of future generations. As a result, responsibility, as well as the regret and sorrow of being unable to fulfill responsibilities, were passed on. Most of the tribesmen died early and depressed because of this, so the population decreased instead of increasing.

But now, the strong wishes of the 50,000 tribal ancestors and the trust left by generations of ancestors for thousands of years have all gathered among the last remaining tribesmen. One can imagine how much pressure they are under.

Although I really want to do something to help these poor guys, unless I go to the third world to kill or drive away Bal, and return the Worldstone Temple to them, it will be in vain.

I can only choose to slowly forget about things that I can't help with. Otherwise, there are too many hands waiting for me in this world that I can't pull out. If I don't do this, I will become one of the hands.

My profession is to be a redeemer, but I can't do anything. God, if you really let me come to this world, what exactly do you want me to do?

Because of Nilasek's incident, I have been very depressed for a while these days. Linya mistakenly thought that I had eaten something that I shouldn't have eaten and had a bad stomach, so I borrowed Mara's pharmacy to cook up a medicine.

He asked me to drink the fatal herbal juice. When I swallowed it in one gulp with a tragic mood, my face suddenly became the same color as the medicinal juice.

So from then on, I no longer dared to pretend to be a melancholic poet. Even if I wanted to cry, I would use my own hands to put a smile on the corner of my mouth in front of Linya.

Then again, in Linya's mind, have I become a natural character who will randomly pick up some strange things on the roadside, eat them and then eat them up?

Fortunately, this depressing day did not last long, and the little fox who failed to make an appointment has not yet appeared. Just when Linya tried to instigate me to leave the little fox alone to visit the werewolf clan, Malagby and
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