Renn thought for a while, now it's time to advance to the fourth level.
Strength is the foundation of everything, and his foundation is sufficient. In fact, as long as he reaches the peak of the third level, he can start to advance to the fourth level.
According to the agreement, half of the resources will be provided by the association, and the other half of the resources have been almost collected. If there are not enough, you can spend money on them.
There is no other way, money means being willful.
The location can be in the very secret basement of the Little Widow Hospital, where a large amount of resources are stored and can be considered a strong underground defense.
There were originally four mission release points on the plain, but now, the southern half of the Pugni Plain is in chaos, and many villages and towns have fallen.
Currently, the Little Widow Hospital in Xiangcheng Town is the only mission sending and receiving location in the hinterland of the northern plains.
Now Old Goat, a [formation warlock] at the beginning of the fourth level, is in charge. According to him, there will soon be a strong man at the temple level (high level four to peak level four) to take his place.
"Boss, how much did you earn from killing Guishou this time?"
A clear female voice interrupted Ren's thoughts. Susanna squeezed his shoulders, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity.
As for Garcia, his mouth is full of oil at the moment, so he has no time to care about this.
Ren was right, this table costs 10 gold coins anyway, which is very rich.
Some people say no, but their bodies are very honest.
"How much do you earn? It's not much, but you can support 10 cowgirls like you, and they change the warm bed every day."
Ren said lazily and in a very flat tone. He did not mention the specific gains. After all, the wealth is not exposed, so there is no point in showing off.
Susanna snorted and didn't ask any further questions.
Half an hour later, Garcia also finished his meal. He was full of wine and food, but the cup and plate were in a mess.
Ren glanced at the remaining dishes and frowned: "Why don't you eat it? It's a shameful waste!"
Garcia held his bloated belly and said helplessly: "Boss, I'm not a pig. I'm full."
As he spoke, he burped. He had never eaten such a luxurious set meal.
"Okay, boss, it's time to go. Do you still want to swallow the whole plate?" Susanna teased.
Renn stood up with a look of displeasure on his face and ordered: "Garcia, go and find the waiter for me and tell him to pack up the rest and take it away.
Don’t miss a single peanut!”
Garcia: "…………"
I really underestimated how stingy the boss is, the waste has to be reused.
Susanna burst out laughing, her flowers trembling. After a while, a waiter wearing a black vest walked in.
He looked at the half-eaten meal on the table with a confused look on his face, and started packing it in a large wooden lunch box.
To be honest, he was really confused. It was the first time he encountered such a strange thing. People who could afford the most expensive set meal in the store asked to take it away.
Renn didn't think there was anything wrong. There were many association staff members at Little Widow Hospital, such as the old country doctor.
You can take it back so they can taste it, or is it hot, so the leftovers are not meat?
Soon, the younger brother led the way, and Ren hugged Susanna, carrying the lunch box, and left the Rose Bar with the attitude of a big boss on the road.
After returning to the Little Widow Hospital, he waited in the office on the second floor for an hour. Finally, the old goat who had finished his prostitution arrived belatedly.
He pushed the door open and entered with a refreshed look on his face, and opened his arms: "The great Master Nicholas is back again, cheers! People of Falorland, Master, I will protect you!"
Ren curled his lips and said with a smile: "As long as I have a peanut, I won't drink like this."
The old goat snorted, sat down on the sofa, and crossed his legs: "Kid, let it go quickly. I can make hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!"
"I apply for half of the resources in the contract to be promoted to the fourth level!" Ren said calmly.
Glancing at him in surprise, the old goat exclaimed: "As expected of the pretty boy who hugged Princess Kesha's thigh, so quickly!"
In fact, he didn't know what stage the relationship between Kesha and Renne had reached, and he didn't think he had succeeded. It was just a joke.
Ren couldn't help but cover his face: "Unpleasant, very long-lasting, is there a problem?"
"No problem, there are sufficient resource reserves in the basement. As for the advanced spirit gathering array, I can help you arrange it." The old goat nodded.
The two discussed the relevant matters again, and the old goat got up and prepared to go to the basement of the hospital to carve the advanced spirit gathering array overnight.
The third level of the Warlock profession is called [Spirit Gathering Warlock]. This kind of formation is their special skill.
According to the old goat, he can arrange it perfectly with his eyes closed. About tomorrow afternoon, Renn will start to be promoted.
"Is it safe here?" Ren asked. The promotion process cannot be interfered with, otherwise it will easily fail.
The old goat looked proud and raised the four red, yellow, blue and green rings in his hand: "Did you see it? A feast of luxurious formations, specially designed to cure all kinds of dissatisfaction!"
The basement is very safe, with many defensive formations carved into it. With the old goat protecting Ren, the Duke of Darkness cannot interfere with him.
Everything went in an orderly manner, and Ren was very happy. He would soon be a master demon hunter.
Strength is very important. If he were level 4, many plans could be put on the agenda. Unlike now, he has to be cautious in everything he does.
On the other side, in the southern part of the Pugni Plain, in Pineapple Town, it has been 3 hours since Ghost Hand was killed, and the news has reached here.
The villages and towns on the plains are basically named after fruits and vegetables. Pineapple Town is only half the area of Orange Town. It has been completely occupied and the people in the town are all demons.
In the lobby of a three-story apartment in the center of the town, two demon bosses were talking.
Prince Milo of the Black Wing Tribe was sitting on a red sofa, with his legs crossed and his arms placed across the back of the sofa.
He looked the same as before, but the gray T-shirt on his chest was torn into pieces, and a deep wound could be seen there.
Wisps of gray mist flowed into it, trying to sew up the bleeding wound, but soon there was a bang, and wind blades tore the wound open again!
In the center of the hall, the werewolf Archduke Luke, with a strong build and tough muscles, wearing trousers and a blue vest, was walking, his arms hooked and moving forward from time to time.
Luke danced the dog-paddle dance, frowned and stared at the gunshot wound on Milo's chest, and said solemnly: "Is it so troublesome? With your recovery speed, it hasn't healed yet?"
Milo's wound was caused by Gonzalez's shot during a breakout in the small town of Olatan in Cacervia.
Milo shook his head slightly and raised his long black hair: "Gonzalez's power attribute is very special, and his level of domineering is not inferior to that of Burning Heart Holy Fire and Withering Cold Light.
The Annihilation Hurricane has the same power as the Storm God of the Fourth Age."
Storm War God──Louis de Singer, one of the strongest humans in the Fourth Age and the ancestor of the royal family of the St. Joan Empire.
