Chapter 215 The idea of going to Solan City, the beast comes out of the cage
When Onik entered the lord's mansion, the mummy guardian was carrying wooden boxes filled with gunpowder to the warehouse.
Seeing the boxes of alchemical gunpowder emitting strong magic waves.
There was some emotion on his face.
Who could have imagined that this weak force with only dozens of troops two months ago would have grown to such an extent two months later?
He had only two words to describe what he saw and heard in Twilight City these two days - exaggeration.
This kind of growth rate is simply unheard of.
He couldn't imagine what Twilight City could develop into in one or two years with its current momentum.
In a daze, he seemed to feel that he was witnessing history.
Maybe one day in the future.
This initially inconspicuous territory will become a presence that cannot be ignored in the desert.
And he had an inexplicable feeling that his premonition might come true.
After taking a few deep breaths, I suppressed my inner thoughts.
He took a few steps forward, saluted and sighed.
"Your Excellency Richard, I didn't expect the Twilight City army to be so sharp. Congratulations, you have gained a lot this time."
He didn't have any reaction to these supplies. He didn't see anything at Luanwei Flower Merchant's Guild.
In comparison, the mysterious operation in which the two residents instantly became heroic units attracted him more.
Richard also said a few polite words, and then seemed to think of something and asked.
"Onik, does the Luanwei Flower Merchant Guild sell high-quality wine?"
Onik was stunned for a moment, and then said with a strange expression.
"You may not know that fine wine has always been a high-margin commodity."
“Basically no one is willing to sell a good wine, and even if there are some who are willing to sell it, the price is ridiculously high.”
"The wines on the market are all inferior and worthless wines."
Hearing this, Richard immediately gave up the idea of buying wine and brewing it back.
He also looked for wine recipes on the forum's trading market, but they were all ordinary wine recipes with no characteristics, and most of them were not suitable for the desert - the desert did not have many production materials.
It would be okay if it was in an area with rich land, but the desert is too barren and has great restrictions on production.
That's why he is so keen on cultivating his own heroes. With research and development capabilities, he can adapt to local conditions and create products exclusive to Twilight City.
The Yellow Sand Robe is the best example.
Onik looked at Richard who was deep in thought. After hesitating for a moment, he asked what he had just been shocked by.
"Your Excellency Richard, I just saw that two ordinary residents transformed into heroes"
Richard looked at the other person cautiously, as if he was afraid of offending his gaze, and smiled brightly.
"I got three magic items containing special powers from the ancient ruins."
"You can directly transform ordinary people into B-level heroes. I still have the last one left in my hand."
Hearing this, Onik felt envious and regretful.
It's a pity, it would be great if there were some item that can directly transform people into heroes.
Although the value obtained from ancient ruins is still considerable, it does not have the potential for long-term cooperation.
He took his mind back from this, thought about it, and said seriously.
"Your Excellency Richard, thank you for your hospitality these days."
"We will return to Solan City tomorrow morning. The president is still waiting for me to bring back Desert Crown Honey."
He added another sentence.
"The Yellow Sand Robe is also an extremely perfect item. I hope we can conduct a larger-scale transaction next time we come."
"Definitely, Onik, the Twilight City will not let you down."
After finishing speaking, Richard said with great interest.
"I will go to Solan City in a while. How should I contact you then?"
He had been held in the desert for quite a long time.
It's been almost three months. If it hadn't been for a trip to the dungeon, I still wouldn't have seen the world outside the desert.
And what puzzled him the most was—why had he never discovered the existence of other players in the huge desert of death?
According to Onik, there are many players in Solan City.
Onik didn't think too much and took out a wooden sign with a luan tail flower pattern engraved on it from his arms.
"You only need to take this wooden sign to any Luanwei Flower Chamber of Commerce in Solan City, and I will get the news immediately."
Richard nodded and put the wooden sign into the system space.
Onik seemed to have thought of something again and hesitated.
"If you leave the desert, you'd better not ride on one of those undead dragons"
Richard was a little confused.
"Why?"
Onik smiled bitterly.
"The Desert of Death is named after death because this desert was once the battlefield of the ancient gods' war and was cursed by the souls of countless gods."
"The longer you fly in the desert of death, the more likely you are to lose your way and fly automatically to an extremely dangerous death area."
"Even the undead are no exception."
"This is also the reason why the Luanwei Flower Merchant Guild does not use flying mounts to transport goods."
"We have paid a heavy price."
After speaking, he added another sentence.
"All chambers of commerce that do not believe in this fact have paid the price."
When Richard heard this, he raised his head and glanced at the skeletal blood dragon in the air.
The expression is a little strange.
Lost? ?
He doesn't seem to be afraid. Isn't the territorial talent of Twilight City that residents will not get lost in the desert?
This restriction has no effect on him.
"I saw quite a few flying creatures in the desert"
Before, he saw a level 15 desert dragon in front of the one-way portal that allowed him to enter the dungeon.
Not to mention the previous venom vultures and underground wyverns.
Onik opened his mouth to explain.
"Flying lifeforms born in the desert can move within a certain range, but if they leave that area, they will be cursed and lose themselves. The difference is that the stronger the strength, the stronger the resistance."
Richard gradually understood.
But this has little to do with him.
Getting lost is your business, what does it have to do with my Twilight City?
"I understand, Onik, see you in Solan City."
Onik took a deep look at Richard.
"Goodbye Solan City, my friend."
Jonah Thorin, Andele's father, a super blacksmith who looked like he had giant blood, stepped forward with a bit of shame, raised his chest, and bowed.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Richard, I apologize for my previous recklessness."
"Andele made the smartest choice to join Twilight City. Thank you for your support."
Richard looked at the super blacksmith who had been hung up and whipped before, and nodded.
"Andele will be better in the Twilight City than anywhere else."
Jonah Thorin took a deep breath. If these words had not come before, he would have scoffed.
But now, he nodded in agreement.
He originally thought that it would take a year or two to break through to become a special blacksmith. Andele made the breakthrough in two months. Doesn't this mean something?
Not to mention that the resources Aundair enjoyed while forging the dragon-hunting crossbow were tilted these days, which made his eyes turn red.
This territory, which he had previously dismissed with disdain, had never expected it to be so wealthy.
Envy arose in his heart, and he didn't even say a single word about asking Andel to return to Solan City with him.
After the two left, Richard looked at Andiel, who seemed to have something to say, and smiled.
"What's wrong?"
Andele said coyly.
"Master Richard, can you give me a few boxes of those alchemical flames? I just communicated with Master Brown for a while, and I feel that I have a lot of inspiration."
Richard laughed dumbly.
Good guy, I’m really a fan of scientific research.
"Go back and ask Karu to send you 5 boxes. You can play with it as you want."
He has always been generous in treating the treasures of this twilight city.
"But don't delay the production of dragon hunting crossbows."
The girl's eyes instantly turned into crescent moons.
"Yes, my lord!"
After everyone left, Richard finally relaxed.
Going deep into the underground world, the spirit remains in a state of high tension.
My body can still bear it, but my heart feels a little tired.
After calling the maids and asking them to prepare a sumptuous lunch, they lay down on the bed and slept comfortably.
I don’t know how long I slept for, but I vaguely heard the system prompt.
"Ding~ The output of all troop nests has been refreshed. Lords please recruit independently."
"Ding~ This week is a special disaster week - the beast comes out of the cage, please take precautions, all lords."
When I opened my eyes, it was already dark outside.
He sat up, glanced at the system prompts, and immediately became interested.
The troop nests have been refreshed?
But the disaster week prompted later made him frown.
What the heck is the beast out of its cage?
He felt a little uneasy for no reason.
It seemed like something bad was about to happen. (End of chapter)