Luo Chen returned to the Phantom Thief Shop and put away the Holy Light Conch. He did not leave in a hurry, but found a seat at random and sat down.
After going through Mr. Rafam's secret room, his impression of the free market was somewhat subverted. He had a vague feeling that big bosses like Mr. Rafam who came from the free market to open stores were not an exception.
So, he asked directly.
"Of course it's not an exception!"
Rafaam smiled and took out a stack of manuals from his sleeve with a mysterious look on his face, "I have collected information about the small shops opened by fifth- and sixth-level professionals in the free market for so many years..."
"Want it?"
"Think!" Luo Chen's eyes lit up.
Although he knows that other professionals are unlikely to open their collections to him like Rafaam, as long as there are channels, it represents an opportunity.
As long as they are intelligent beings, even if their main body has died and their future is cut off, they still have descendants and desires and needs. Luo Chen does not have no chance to complete the exchange with them.
"Well, here it is for you." Rafaam casually threw the manual directly to Luochen.
Luo Chen was stunned for a moment, he was a little hurried to catch it, and subconsciously asked: "Don't you want money?"
Rafaam smiled: "If I was doing it for money, you wouldn't even be able to get the Holy Light Conch."
"That's what you said." Luo Chen nodded gratefully, thought for a while, and then said, "If your descendant is interested, you can let him come to my territory in the future."
He knew very well what the only concern was for these professionals whose future was cut off.
Then, he began to look through the information brochures, most of which contained store names. It was only a guess as to who the store manager was.
Seeing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but be curious: "Why do you want to open a store in the free market?"
"Why?" Rafaam thought for a while and replied nonchalantly, "Maybe it's because of leisure..."
"Playing the role of a grandfather who gives treasures to the destined ones is a very interesting life experience!"
"..."
It was a very good and very strong reason, Luo Chen said he had nothing to say.
After staying for a while and having a simple chat, Luo Chen stood up and left.
However, he did not leave the free market.
Taking this opportunity, he decided to visit the store on the list and see if he could exchange for some useful things.
A few hours later, Luochen's eyes were attracted by a somewhat peculiar store.
Pinata shop…
The store decoration is very simple and crude, with jars of various colors densely arranged in layers, waiting for someone to open them.
Stores like this, which are simple and crude and are clearly "cheating money", are not uncommon in the free market, but this store is the most special.
This pastry pot shop has a clear three-dimensional image record, and several items of mythical quality have been produced.
Rafaam was not sure how strong the owner of this shop was, but he was definitely not an ordinary sixth-level guardian.
There is a high probability that he is a wealthy professional who is stuck in the transformation stage and is only one step away from the immortal god.
"A store that tests European emperors and non-Emirates?" Luo Chen walked into it with a confident look on his face, "Is there any store that is more suitable for me?"
"Mythical treasure, here I come!"
Luo Chen coolly took out a handful of storage rings and threw them to the shopkeeper: "Give me a million jars first!"
It is impossible to become the European Emperor, and it is impossible in this life. It is better to honestly spend money to change your life.
He does not lack source coins, but he lacks precious spiritual materials.
Of course, Luo Chen is not greedy. As long as he smashes a mythical quality pot, he will turn around and leave.
However, what he didn't expect was that his incarnation would not leave the store for a long time...
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Feiyu World Battlefield, Mississippi Battlefield, a city built by the Beckwood Elf Tribe in the deep south of the Mississippi jungle that has not yet been affected by the battlefield.
Although the blade of the battlefield has not yet reached this place, it is difficult for Beckwood to be alone. Nearly 20,000 troops from the tribe were recruited by the Norton Elf Empire to defend against the Darkin Demon Clan's attack on the front line.
Only part of the army is left in the tribe to guard against possible attacks by monsters, and the Tree of Life is ready to release its brilliance at any time.
In such an environment, a group of people is about to visit this elven tribe.
In the Elf King's Court, the extremely handsome Elf King Bede is sitting on the throne, holding a thirty centimeter green leaf in his hand.
Bede's consciousness sank into it, reading the relevant information. After a long time, he sighed leisurely and threw the leaves to several other elf elders who had been waiting for a long time.
Ten minutes later, after reading Ye Ye's letter, the three elders, two women and one man, looked gloomy.
The situation is so bad that they would rather believe that they are actually dreaming...
Others can escape, but as the Elf King, Bede has no choice.
The Elf King suppressed the uneasiness on his face and tried to keep his tone calm: "The front line is in danger, and the Norton Empire requires us to send another 8,000 royal guards..."
"Tell us your opinions. Where should we go next?"
"Your Majesty, we can no longer send troops!"
The third elder of the royal court, a male elf with a sword on his waist, spoke without hesitation: "The protective power of the royal court is already quite weak."
"Once the monsters in the Mississi Jungle show up again, we will be in great danger!"
"I understand this." The Elf King said calmly, "Perhaps this is what the Norton Empire wants to see..."
The three elders were silent, looking up at the lush Tree of Life above the royal court, with melancholy expressions on their faces: "Our refusal will give them an excuse."
"An excuse to take back the Tree of Life..."
"What they have always wanted to take back is Beckwood's Tree of Life!"
The Great Elder Yaqing, the previous Elf Queen, is one of the oldest elves in the Beckwood tribe.
Even in the eyes of ordinary people, she is still a peerless beauty with a stunning appearance, except for the wrinkles that quietly appear at the corners of her eyes.
The great elder spoke slowly: "Let the Norton Empire take away the mother tree, and we, Beckwood, will merge into the empire..."
"Great Elder!"
"..." Elf King Bede slowly closed his eyes, as if he had expected it.
The Great Elder Yaqing calmly looked at the angry third elder: "We cannot exert the strongest power of the mother tree. As the war becomes tense, the Norton Empire royal family will even come in person."
"They didn't care before, but now..."
"They will not allow the elves' strongest combat power to be placed in such a remote corner, wasting time."
The great elder Yaqing looked at the third elder calmly: "Unless we can provide more powerful combat power than a mother tree!"
"Do you think you can do it?"
"I……"
The third elder was speechless and silent, and proposed the last solution: "Perhaps, we can ask for help from those professionals."
Elf King Bede spoke: "You should know better than us how much treasure we need to pay to hire a team of professionals."
"For a while, the royal court can still support it.
Once the war lasts for more than a hundred years, sooner or later we will no longer be able to afford the hiring costs, and doing so will only lead to a slow death."
The Elf King said calmly: "Or do you think the Elf Empire can solve the dark demon clan within a hundred years?"
"..." The scene fell into dead silence.
The second elder, who had been in a spectator state, joined the battlefield: "I have a way to save the clan members and at the same time keep the mother tree!"
"Huh?" Several other elves looked over in surprise.
The second elder Qiao Mu straightened his expression: "Last time I went on an expedition, I came into contact with a lord-type professional on the battlefield...
She is willing to provide us with a third-order world as a place to stay, as long as we are willing to become her subjects!"
A lord-type professional?! The other three elves were shocked and a little ready to move.
"Low-level world?" The Elf King frowned slightly. He actually wanted to lead his people out of the dangerous place of Feiyu World.
Thanks to the entry of dark demons and blue spirit professionals into the world of Feiyu, a lot of common sense that they consider to be very common has also spread among the elves.
They are already quite clear about the differences between the heavens and the world, the endless void, and the world levels.
Although, for some characters, world level is not an absolute restriction. They can completely enter the blue spirit world and obtain huge improvement with their outstanding abilities.
But those are only a few people. As the Elf King, he needs to consider all his people.
Once entering the third-level world, it is foreseeable that the mother tree has almost no possibility of being promoted from the Tree of Life to the Ancient Tree.
The new generation of tribesmen in the future will generally be one level weaker than today due to limited environment.
But the good thing is that in the future, their people will have a clear and stable channel, an ascension channel to contact the brilliant blue spirit.
To be honest, personally, the Elf King is a little moved.
Elf King Bede and the Great Elder Yaqing looked at each other and nodded in understanding: "We can surrender, but the specific matters still need to be discussed."
Qiao Mu nodded: "Of course, as long as His Majesty agrees, I can send a letter to invite him to come over to discuss relevant matters."
"Then, please invite her over!" Elf King Bede slowly said, "Treat her with the highest courtesy!"
Qiao Mu's face was filled with joy: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
She did not abandon her tribe in advance and join the professional lord. Her joy was because Beckwood had hope!
Even if it is to crawl in the dust temporarily, it is much better than to lose hope forever.
In her opinion, this is the only way for Beckwood to be preserved...
But the Great Elder Yaqing suddenly interrupted: "Qiao Mu, when you discuss with that lord, please be sure to inform us of the defense line our clan is responsible for..."
They can move as a whole, but the defense line cannot collapse. The vacancy caused by their departure will naturally need to be supplemented by the lord who accepts them.
Not to mention replenishing all, at least half is still needed, otherwise, they would rather support themselves and find new opportunities.
"I understand. Regarding the issue of the defense line, I will explain it clearly to that person!" Qiao Mu looked solemn and answered very seriously.
Then, she thought for a while and said: "In fact, I have discussed this issue with that person before. If nothing happens, that person should be able to bear at least 70% of the defense line."
"Okay!" The great elder nodded with satisfaction.
Just as they continued to discuss the next possible situation and countermeasures, a somewhat unexpected news came to the royal court: