With the return of Lucas and Emily's departure to work, Camp No Dark has finally entered the next stage.
First, you need to leave two gold coins to exchange for firewood, which can probably be exchanged for a hundred copies, which will last for more than ten days. So if you spend single-digit gold coins alone, you can use them for a long time, but if you use them to build a camp, you will belong to the poor class who are stretched thin.
This time Wu Hui wants to complete two things, robbery and business. He can be a construction team and a band of thieves on his own. The soldier ants around him were running rampant on the land of Black Rock City.
Kuroishi Makoto belongs to a relatively weak area. The strongest person here is probably only level seven or eight. At Wu Hui's level, as long as he doesn't offend the lords or the bosses of the light and dark faction, he can really go sideways.
From this point of view, there are currently three darkless camps with level five combat effectiveness, and the future is still quite bright.
The camp could barely survive just by relying on the strength of three people who took turns going out to work. The premise is not to continue to increase the population or develop other things.
Follow the traveling merchants on the way forward and inquire about the recent market conditions from the owner of the caravan.
It was boring on the road, plus Wu Hui gave him ten silver coins. Therefore, the owner of the caravan also respects this very powerful warlock: "The prices of many things have increased recently, including firewood, food, and crystals. Alas, life is difficult."
Everything is increasing in price, which is generally called inflation.
But the production activities here are closely related to firewood. Theoretically, as long as firewood is missing, everything else will be missing as well. So this is normal.
Is Black Rock City running out of firewood? Wu Hui frowned, considering what Lucas said before about the large-scale operation of the Blackstone Knights reconnaissance team. It is certain that they were looking for new veins of firewood.
There wasn't much firewood in the Wuyin camp, so there was no need to worry about other people prying at them.
I still have to spend the money as soon as possible.
There are three options, one is to buy firewood, and the other is to buy weapons. The latter is not only for training combat effectiveness, but can also be resold.
Blackstone will soon be in chaos. After chaos breaks out, weapons will definitely be worth more than anything else. Moreover, the price increase of these things is lagging behind, so you won’t suffer any loss if you buy them now.
The last option is to buy population. Especially craftsmen. Let them mass-produce bronzes. The effect is similar to the second one, but also longer-lasting.
But Wu Hui chose the first approach. Because he has already thought about the population issue. He was going to rob slave traders.
By then there will be weapons, craftsmen, and population.
The traveling merchant in front of him didn't know what dangerous things Wu Hui was thinking about. He just continued to chat with Wu Hui about the situation in the city.
Unknowingly, the caravan had arrived at a new camp.
But there's no one here.
The signal tower emitted a faint light. The ground was littered with blood and bodies. The broken Tower of the Sun and the large amount of black unknown matter make people feel an indescribable sadness.
"They didn't take much, they only killed people but didn't rob... Are they some lunatics from the Doomsday Sect?" Youshang muttered to himself as he looked at the tragedy.
Wu Hui pushed up his glasses: "I want a quarter of the things here. If I meet someone from the Doomsday Sect on the road, I will take action."
The traveling merchant thought for a moment: "Isn't a quarter a bit too much? How about a fifth?"
"If I don't encounter the enemy, I only want one-fifth. If there is a battle, I want one-third of the things here." Wu Hui proposed a new condition. After some hesitation, the businessman agreed.
The two of them looked very indifferent. It seems that he doesn't care about these dead people at all, but in the darkness, this is the normal state of human beings.
Only by surviving can we be qualified to talk about morality and human nature.
Even the traveling merchant's men didn't react at all. They just complained about how ruthless the Doomsday Sect was and were worried that they would meet those crazy people who killed people on the road, while they and Wu Hui's ants started to move supplies.
There were stumps of limbs all over the ground, and they were just a source of conversation.
What they are more worried about is whether they will encounter enemies on the road. Instead of dead people on the ground. It can even be said that I am a little happy to get some supplies.
After returning, the traveling merchant will give them some dividends.
As for Wu Hui, he also harvested dozens of firewood and enough supplies to sell for three gold coins. Pretty good.
"Oh, there's still one alive here."
"Has a child been missed? Do you want to take him?"
You Shang turned to look at Wu Hui. Wu Hui was expressionless. So the traveling merchant sighed: "Take it with you. Let this boy be my servant for ten years, which is a reward for me saving his life."
Although it is wrong to enslave people, sometimes it becomes a kind of salvation.
Very helpless and painful. But it is true.
However, for some reason, Wu Hui felt that this little boy looked familiar.
And this guy also wears glasses like him. Also a warlock? His fighting ability is not much worse than mine, on the same level as Lucas and Emily.
From this point of view, the guys from the Doomsday Sect are a little stronger than I thought. You can't rely on it at that time.
Wu Hui is still relatively confident in dealing with the enemy. Of course, if he really couldn't beat him, he would have the confidence to run away. The speed of riding a wolf is not too slow.
He was born with the ability to summon wild beasts and giant insects, and he had no concept of single combat. It is completely routine to let the summoned object fight the enemy while you watch the situation and run away.
Shame or something, it’s still the same sentence. Let’s survive first and then talk.
In a sense, Wu Hui and Han Xin got into each other's pants back then (Note: In his early years, Han Xin was a street kid, always working for food, and always wearing a sword to show off. Some people who didn't like him blocked Han Xin and asked him to either Get under your own crotch, or you'll kill yourself. Then he got under his crotch (that's how the idiom "crotch humiliation" comes from) is similar to his mentality.
I still have a great future and ideals, so how can I just risk my life with others?
Of course, tell the truth. Their success and ability have nothing to do with enduring humiliation. If you were an ordinary person, you might have to drill your pants for the rest of your life.
In the distance, a group of guys in black robes were moving forward in the darkness without holding up torches.
The strange thing is that despite losing the light, they did not mutate like ordinary people at all. Occasionally someone would sing, as if praising the darkness in front of them.
Praise darkness, praise doomsday, praise destruction.
Destruction is an art. In literary works, the art of tragedy lies in destroying beautiful things for people to see. And the end is the greatest destruction.
Everything has an end. We should calmly accept the end, rather than laboriously resist the inevitable end.
This is the philosophy of doomsday sects. It's actually quite counter-logical. Because life itself is an existence that resists death. Moreover, if you don’t try your best, how can you accept failure calmly?
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