Do most mages understand the rules of the Alliance? No mage dares to say that he is very rich.
When there is a shortage of money, there is no mage who has not accepted the bounty, whether it is hunting monsters, escorting, collecting, surveying, rescue, patrolling, whatever the money is.
Obviously, the rules of this Donghai City are very simple and crude. To use the analogy of farming, that is, a respected landowner first contracts a field, and then hires some farmers who specialize in controlling rats, wild boars, and pests to cultivate and protect it. A high tide counts a harvest, and all the harvest belongs to the landlord. After the settlement, wages are paid to these farmers!
However, even if you work as a migrant worker in Donghai City, your income should be very considerable, otherwise Lai Hengbao would not have a take-or-take attitude.
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After knowing the situation clearly, Lai Hengbao left. Before leaving, he reminded everyone that there would be a high tide the day after tomorrow, so they should put on their combat uniforms and prepare to fight.
"The Japanese are really good at playing. They built the Dadonghai Battlefield and became the owners of the battlefield themselves. They contracted out various areas to more trustworthy self-employed people and let them operate independently. The Japanese government collects rents and levies all rich resources at a low price. 'Seafood', the army and the magic association directly took a back seat. Those who died were those mages who wanted to make war windfalls and sold themselves to kill monsters, and money and resources continued to flow into their pockets." Zhao Manyan was very dissatisfied with this kind of power play and magic. Shang Dao's matters are the most sensitive and he immediately said with a sneer.
After hearing what Zhao Manyan said, the others nodded heavily.
Killing demon guards and charging into battle have basically become those individual mages, and in order to get more money, other mages will probably work harder. The Japanese government is responsible for maintaining continuity, formulating rules, and hiding behind high embankments. Just count the money.
"These are not things we can care about. We were assigned to the 20th block, which is very close to the 19th block where we encountered the Blue Valley ferocious beast. Guess who the district leader is?" Nan Jue said.
"Who is it?" Ai Jiangtu asked.
"See for yourselves." Nan Jue turned the computer screen around.
There is a picture on the computer. The owner of the area is a middle-aged uncle with severely curly hair. He is wide and fat, with small eyes and a fat nose. He is a typical mage who was outstanding in his youth and started to dominate in middle age.
This kind of person usually has a high level of cultivation, but he no longer has the intention to continue practicing. With his prestige and the contacts accumulated over the years, he has a lot of resources, either in charge of other mages, or to provide other mages with what they want. thing.
Many mages are like this. When they were young, they worked as hunters and dared to go anywhere. After they turned thirty-five, they basically started running a business. Their magic was about to get rusty. Obesity is the best proof of this.
"Do we know this person?" Jiang Yu asked with a puzzled face.
"We don't know each other, but the orange-haired guy next to you doesn't look familiar to you?" Nan Jue said.
Jiang Shaoxu came over to take a closer look, and immediately opened his mouth and said hurriedly: "It's the one who was so attentive and diligent in saving Mu Ningxue. Is he the son of the district owner of the 20th Street Block?"
"Aha, let Mu Ningxue go talk to him and ask his father to give us a four-star rating. We will have completed the mission..." Jiang Yu immediately said excitedly.
Soon, several cold gazes came over, namely Guan Yu, Jiang Shaoxu, and Zhao Manyan.
Jiang Yu's excitement suddenly wilted, and he smiled dryly: "I was just kidding... It doesn't matter to Mu Ningxue, that arrow seemed to have drained her body. I don't know what the tide will be the day after tomorrow. Can she catch up?"
"What's the use of catching up? Even if she dies in the battle, the resources allocated will have nothing to do with her. Maybe she doesn't want to wake up and just doesn't want to participate in the battle." Mu Tingying said immediately.
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Between the high embankment and the low embankment are all gray-white stone buildings. When the orange rising sun appears on the horizon, its light shines on the entire Donghai City. It cannot be dyed with any color. It should be gray or lifeless gray...
When the Japanese built this battlefield city, they did not plan to make it look beautiful. Even if it is a semi-reclaimed city, even if there is a blue and beautiful sea outside, the war that occurs all the time is cruel, and the city's The tone should also be heavy gray and mournful white!
A ray of oblique light passed through the window without glass and just leaked through the gap in the black curtain. It shone brightly in the dark room and fell on a pale but beautiful side face, which was messy and drooped beside the cheek. Her silver hair immediately became colorful.
"Hmm~"
Mu Ningxue felt the hot light and opened her eyes. The beam of light hit her eyes, and she subconsciously used her right hand to block it.
With this shield, she soon found that her palms were covered in frost, and the coldness spread to her cheeks.
She hid her hand under the quilt in panic, not knowing whether she didn't want to see it or if she wanted to use the warmth of the quilt to warm it up. As a result, the whole bed was cold.
"Will there be a day when I can't even wake up?" Mu Ningxue curled up slightly, and her slender body suddenly became petite and exquisite.
When did it start? As soon as I fall asleep, it feels like falling into an infinite black ice cave. No matter how many quilts are covered or how many warm fires are lit, I can't feel any heat. My skin is cold and my bone marrow is ice. Yes, even the blood is cold...
People who don't know think this is a perfect talent, a magical gift from God, but only she knows what it is.
After washing up, morning had just arrived and no one was awake. Mu Ningxue left the house and walked towards the ocean.
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Outside the short embankment, the sea water is hitting the long beach regularly, and the waves are still about thirty meters away from the short embankment that is more than ten meters high.
There were people patrolling the low embankment. They were all Japanese military mages. They were wearing green and yellow coats, so thick that the wind could not blow them.
Mu Ningxue found a place with few people on her own and just wanted to stay quietly for a while.
But in fact it was difficult for her to be alone, because it didn't take long for someone to have the courage to come up and talk to her.
Mu Ningxue could also tell that this was a relatively shy man. He was quite nervous and stuttered when he spoke the first sentence, and he deliberately pretended to be able to talk and laugh.
This is a big boy who has never struck up a conversation with anyone before. It may be the first time he has mustered up such courage, but there is nothing worthy of respect in this.
Not everyone likes to be alone, but that doesn't mean that a lonely person would be so lonely that he would choose to talk to someone who can't express what he wants to say clearly.
