Chapter 87 The Second Meeting
Singo, Mantou, Born to Fight, and Xia Ye Qiuyu once again gathered in the square. At this moment, they had gotten rid of the nickname of "The Black Slave Four" and even caused resentment and dissatisfaction among some players.
The security guards were fine. They only caught illegal and criminal acts, effectively preventing Mengxin from being robbed by high-level thieves, and maintaining the basic order in Bato City. However, Singo's tax collectors were different.
During his tenure, Singo worked actively and often made suggestions, proposing various taxes such as housing tax, income tax, and association tax, many of which were adopted.
These suggestions effectively increased the financial income of Bato City, and he himself received a lot of shares, earning the reputation of "Xin Papi".
Especially the guild tax, which requires the guild to pay a proportionately higher amount of tax on its collective income. Each guild hated it and even started to bring people to block it at the door.
Mantou was wearing a security guard suit and stared at Singo: "Damn it, you have been so busy recently, how dare you appear in the square, are you not afraid of being assassinated?"
The born warrior touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Didn't the president of King Quan say that he would paint you on the city wall before?"
Singo crossed his arms and was confident: "It's okay. I have reached a 'tax non-proliferation agreement' with them. I will not submit a new No. 3 tax plan, and they will not mess with me. I will pay taxes normally and everyone will be safe."< br>
His tone was a little excited: "How's it going? Have your camp contributions met the requirements? I am now thirty-one."
"Take the young man?"
"Thirty thousand?"
At first, Mantou thought he heard wrongly.
Singo pretended to be calm and said: "It will increase the tax revenue of Bato City by 600% in one month. This small contribution is not too much."
The steamed bun clicked his tongue and said, "No wonder people want to block your door. You are stealing food from other people's mouths."
Xia Ye Qiuyu said: "I am now at 12700, but I prefer dragon vein warlock, but I feel that the half-dragon template is a bit too ugly, and now I have converted to a third-level warlock."
Singo said disdainfully: "Haha, looks are nothing compared to strength."
I was so angry that my eyebrows stood up in the autumn rain on a summer night.
The natural-born warrior said sheepishly: "I'm a little afraid of heights, so I just buy a half-dragon transformation gift. There's no need for flying mounts or anything like that."
Steamed Bun was surprised and said: "Brother, are you still afraid of heights?"
Singo also rarely joked: "How come you are not afraid of heights when you are using a ship-cutting knife to chop up other people's motherships."
The born warrior touched his bald head, chuckled, and said: "At that time, in outer space, I couldn't see the ground, so I wasn't afraid of heights. When I fell into low-Earth orbit, I was still quite scared when I saw the surface of the planet."< br>
Steamed buns: "."
He was silent for a while and then said: "My current contribution value is 12,500, which should be enough to buy the red scale token."
Steamed Bun's tone was also quite excited. He had been waiting for this moment for too long.
Singo took out the invitation he had prepared long ago, and the writing on it was still like a burning flame.
"Now is - harvest time!"
"Let's go!"
Everyone came to a safe secret room to use this [mysterious invitation].
It can only be said that Singo is indeed prescient. The price of this invitation letter on the black market has been sold to nearly a hundred gold coins, and most of it is in the hands of those guilds with strong financial resources. It is extremely difficult for ordinary individual players to get it. .
[Confirm to use [Mysterious Invitation]! ]
It was still the familiar flame portal and the long, dark corridor, which the four of them were already familiar with.
"Are you ready with your lines and everything?"
"Well, I won't be as reckless as you and lose your favorability points in vain."
"Then it wasn't you who tricked me!"
As the lights lit up, a half-dragon, half-human mysterious warlock appeared at the end. Cassius picked up the NPC's tone and said slowly: "I'm glad to see you again, warriors from the unknown realm. Have you completed the tasks I assigned?"
Singo took a step forward and answered calmly: "Yes, Lord Cassius, the blood and tears of the tieflings have been revealed to us. I believe those sanctimonious people will pay the price they deserve."
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"You did a great job."
Cassius nodded slightly. Everyone could not see the meaning in his golden eyes, so they had to agree again and again.
Steamed Bun woke up in a low voice: "Hurry up and buy something. This invitation should be time-limited."
Singo said disdainfully: "Do you understand what maximizing profits means? Only by hugging the leader of the camp tightly can you profit from the next mission."
But even though he said this, he still opened the store template in his hand.
"Lord Cassius, I want to buy some equipment."
"The hunting longbow has a bonus to the attack of monsters. When aiming, it can give the enemy a hunter's mark. This mark can increase accuracy and cause continuous additional damage. It sells for 80 gold coins."
"I bought it."
Singo had a rather painful expression on his face, but he continued.
"The Burning Ring, your weapon attacks cause additional stackable fire damage to the enemy, priced at 40 gold coins."
"Bought."
Singo gritted his teeth and continued; "The Tremor Scale Armor adds three additional armors. When attacked, it has a chance to give the enemy the [tremor static electricity] effect. The price is... 100 gold coins.
"I bought it!"
Singo presented the bulging money bag with both hands.
The money bag also made a painful "ding" sound.
Cassius accepted the gold coins, rummaged around casually, and took out these three pieces of equipment that shone with magic aura from the dimensional bag.
"They're yours."
Everyone watched with bated breath. This was not a magical aura, it was simply shining with the brilliance of money.
When Mantou heard these numbers, he was even more stunned: "Damn it, Xin Gou, are you going to rob a bank?"
"Where did you get so many gold coins?"
Singo got the equipment, touched the shriveled wallet, and said with a forced smile: "Isn't it hard to get this little gold coin?"
"Every time the tax collector receives additional tax, there is a commission."
"Nuo, here you go, the compensation for selling your equipment last time will be included together with the favorability score."
"Ding——"
With a crisp sound, he threw the [Burning Ring] casually like tossing a coin, and Mantou hurriedly caught it, fearing that the precious thing would be bumped.
"It adds up to more than two hundred gold coins..."
"No wonder those guilds are chasing you. You are not a tax collector. You are simply robbing money."
The steamed bun clicked his tongue in surprise.
The Burning Ring can be said to be a divine weapon for warriors in the early stage. It adds fire damage without any thought and can be used in both melee and long-range combat.
However, he carefully held the ring that shone with flames and thought to himself: "Although Xin Gou has a bad temper, likes to put on airs and never shows off, he is still a decent person. ”
(End of chapter)