There are mostly convoys of merchants on the road, and occasionally you can see the unobtrusive shadow of mercenaries.
David's house is in the outer suburbs of Green City, still some distance away from the real bustling center. At that time, he also thought that there would be no disturbance around and the environment would be quiet. And it is this quietness that makes this place the best cover now.
So.
The next task is no longer something that David can help with. Now he only needs to go about his business in the city with peace of mind, establish himself as soon as possible, and then provide Cassia and others with some necessary supplies in a bright place.
Just help.
Dangerous things have to be done by Cassia and the others in the end. Both of them still have the softest part in their hearts. It is this feeling that makes them not allow themselves to become devils who don't care about the lives of others, like David.
They all have a good impression of Fat Uncle, and besides, he has two lovely and lovable daughters.
And this trip has been planned for a long time. Cassia will go there, pretending to be the steward of a noble businessman, and go to Grun City to find those guys who are willing to provide information for money.
The purpose of dressing up is to expose your identity in advance so as not to be targeted by people with the same purpose. There are too many new faces in Gerun Oasis. If you reveal the cards in your hand early, you may be eliminated early.
The cobweb-shaped roads make transportation very convenient, and the gravure-printed map was memorized in Cassia's mind due to his significantly improved memory after surgery.
Although the progress of the task has always been vague, when everything is as clear as yesterday, it will make people unable to start. Just like a detailed map, sometimes it is too detailed to be completed.
Comes in handy.
Cassia was glad in his heart that neither of the two people around him were in this category. This kind of playing with puzzles in the fog allowed him to learn more.
The place he is going to is the port area on the edge of Grun City, where huge monsters created by the Imperial Steam Factory are parked. It is also a good place for countless poor people to seek opportunities and food.
On the other side of the Gerun Oasis, in a simple house, the windows were sealed tightly with thick black cloth, and the gas lights overhead made a "squeaking" sound. Gustin and his party were also discussing their actions.<
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Gustin and the others had bad luck, really bad luck. Not a single supply station on the established route was still standing on the yellow sand. The sand wolves regarded them as their formidable enemies. The sun was against them, and the quicksand followed closely.
Their footsteps, from the beginning to the end, are like a pair of lovers who stick to them until death, never intending to leave.
The original eight people heading to the desert became five people gathered around a round table, with the same intaglio map placed in the middle.
"Okay, let's start discussing the mission." Gustin's words were full of deep frustration and exhaustion. A trip to the desert that was supposed to be smooth changed his appearance completely from the inside out.
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"First of all," Gustin said, looking around at the four people who also looked tired, "we no longer have the most basic ammunition."
The remaining four people sighed, all their bullets were consumed by the sand wolves. Finally, when they walked out of the desert and reached the oasis, they relied on the swords and daggers in their hands to fight hand-to-hand. Each of them had more or less scars on their bodies. "Besides, the cost of the medicine has not yet been settled." This was Klitsch's voice, rough and dull. His strong body was wrapped with yellow gauze, which was the wound left by the sand wolf on his body that was beginning to fester.
Traces.
The sand wolf's claws and teeth are poisonous, which no one thought of. The surgeons in the early stages of the first stage are not omniscient and omnipotent monsters. They can draw their guns and blow up the enemy's head without hesitation. But this is looking in the mirror.
, the opposite result is the same, their heads did not turn into steel in the end, and bullets will only turn into fragments flying in the air.
Moreover, ordinary bullets can also penetrate a few millimeters of steel plate.
The five of them were silent for a while, and finally only Gustin spoke.
"I also went to the Golden Bank today. Our accounts have been completely frozen since the day we did the mission, whether it was the previous private account or the current one given by the military school. We cannot withdraw a single point from it.
Money."
"What a sad news." Crichens was not controlled by the pain, and now he was in an optimistic mood and joked, "It seems that the family hopes that we can practice our own skills in the mission." p>
"What about other teams?"
This is an issue that everyone is concerned about. Their schedules are not very good, and now they feel like they want to seek comfort.
"The current news is zero." Gustin said with some regrets, "You also know the current situation. It is almost impossible to contact us by code. We need to find other methods. But the current problem is our supplies." He glanced at the four people at the round table again and changed his tone: "I think we may have to use a rougher way to complete the task. Now the first thing is that we have to 'borrow' something from the local snake here.
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The eyes of the four of them shone together, and things that could be solved with fists were of course the most popular among them.
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Cassia had already found the person he needed before he entered the port. The fat man in front of him, whose face had become bloated to the point of being bloated, did not look like a guy who had eaten this meal. On the contrary, he looked a little bit different.
Like a fat guy who came out of nowhere to swindle you into drinking.
He picked up the glass filled with ale in front of him and drank it in one gulp, and then asked the idle bartender at the counter for another glass.
"Let me tell you, young steward brother, I know all the errands and news in this area, and I am just like you, barely considered their steward. You see, my fat body is not suitable for running around, isn't it?
My eyes have long been weighed down by the fat all over my body." He introduced himself as Feston and burped. The smell of alcohol immediately filled the air, but Cassia was also indifferent, just waiting for him quietly.
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Feston suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He only drank half of the wine the bartender brought and put it aside. Then he wiped his sweaty face and said, "I used to run errands. I can come to the port because you are like this."
People dressed like this are usually our targets."
"No, no, customer!" Feston knew that he had slipped his words, so he quickly came around with a smile.
Cassia shook his head, saying that he didn't need to care about these things and let him continue.
"Everyone in the port wants to do these jobs. After all, it's easy and the money is much better than coolies. And we ourselves get together because of the same job. After all, there are at least a dozen people involved in each job.
And because of my body shape, I quit. Now I am doing the same job as the girls outside the pub who attract customers."
"Are you divided into different groups for your work?"
"Of course, the money comes quickly and easily. As long as you have good eyes, fast legs and feet, and know how to hide yourself like a rat in the ditch, everyone will want to come and take a bite of this meal. Especially in recent times." Faith.
Dun's little eyes were shining.
"Are you testing me?" Cassia smiled with a face covered in white foundation, as stiff as a frozen corpse.
"No, no." Feston was sweating from behind and didn't dare to say anything more. "Let's talk about business. Business is important. Brother Steward, your time is more valuable than mine."
"Let me introduce our business scope to you first." Feston suddenly became very presentable.
It was approaching dusk, and while Feston drank seven glasses of ale in a row without even going to the toilet, everything had been negotiated by the two of them.
Cassia paid a quarter of the deposit, separated from Feston in the simple bar, and agreed to meet again here five days later to exchange what they each needed.
When he thought that things really went down that simple, and walked back to his steam locomotive with the special steps of a steward, there were already several smiling people waiting for him. p>