An Kai walked out of the main hall where the Evergreen Gang was stationed, no, it was now the forbidden area of the "House of Goodness".
Malcolm was already waiting here.
"Sir, we are chaotic..."
"Um?"
"Goodness...the first caravan of Goodness House has arrived at the entrance and is being registered."
Even though it has been more than a month since the outer city of Chaos City was renamed the House of Goodness, Malcolm still feels ashamed every time he says such words personally...
A month ago, An Kai suddenly had a seizure and said that the name Chaos City was unpleasant and gave people the feeling of a devil's cave.
To change the name.
At that time, Malcolm, Wayne, Hanks and others were quite puzzled. They thought, even if this is not a magic cave, what is the difference between it and the magic cave?
Only Nurnasius was the only one who strongly supported Ankai's idea.
In fact, that's right. Nurnasius strongly supports any idea An Kai has.
This bitch, in order to support An Kai, brought great harm to his men. Malcolm heard what this bitch Nurnasius said more than once. The bones under his hands were delicious to chew.
The distribution of one person and one beast is very reasonable. Ankai eats the meat, Nurnasius gnaws the bones...
With the support, Ankai was very motivated at the time. After some careful selection, Chaos City was finally renamed "House of Goodness"...
Since the name change, it has officially represented an all-round separation from the inner city of Chaos City.
From now on, the house of good is the house of good, and the city of chaos is the city of chaos.
only…
The name "Good House" is too...
Every time Malcolm thought of the name of this new city and thought of what Ankai and the others had done, an inexplicable sense of shame would wash over him...
"Twist your mouth, what are you thinking about?"
Suddenly, there was a soft shout in Malcolm's ear, and he quickly came to his senses, only to realize that An Kai was staring straight at him.
Malcolm's expression straightened up, and the embarrassment on his face disappeared. He explained without blushing and without a beating heart: "I was thinking that this caravan could be prepared from the seven countries, cross the desert, and arrive at our...home of goodness. , Their guard strength should be very strong!"
"Oh? You don't look stupid."
Hearing An Kai's praise, Malcolm smiled. After spending several months together, he had already figured out An Kai's character...
The mouth of the knife... the heart of the knife...
The caravan is indeed escorted by strong men. An Kai has seen from the side plot before that there are several fourth-level and dozens of third-level professionals escorting them.
I don't know if there is a fifth level.
When the caravan arrived, An Kai did not go to greet it immediately. He was also waiting for the update of today's side plot.
Finally, make sure there are no level 5 professionals escorting you.
Standing in the shadows of the courtyard, Malcolm looked at Ankai's lack of explanation, and he also stayed silent.
In the courtyard, except for the sound of Wayne studying spells in the next room, the only sound left in the courtyard was Nurnasius, who was holding a bone and chewing on it.
After a moment of silence, An Kai asked about the fate of the messengers. Today was also the last day of the regulations for them.
"How many have they come back?"
"They all came back, but no one brought back the ransom, but a lot of spies came."
Malcolm recalled his previous experience with a sneer on his lips. A group of spies who were not even at the fifth level, playing this kind of stalking trick in front of his fifth-level [Assassin]?
Ah!
"Don't worry about the ransom. These nobles think they are powerful and will not spit out the ransom easily until they are desperate."
Ankai didn't ask what happened to the spies. Since Malcolm was standing here, it meant that all the spies died in a foreign land and stayed in the desert forever.
No one brought back the ransom, which was as expected by An Kai.
How could aristocratic forces in high positions, which had been hegemonic for so long, succumb so easily just because of a letter and the finger of a direct descendant of their power?
so,
An Kai was not surprised that he did not bring back the ransom.
As long as he is not exposed, he will get the ransom sooner or later, or many times.
All it takes is some time.
As it happens, what he lacks most is time.
He still doesn't believe it. If he sends ten or eight fingers, can these aristocratic forces remain indifferent? !
In the courtyard, Malcolm looked at An Kai thoughtfully, feeling a little strange.
When the caravan arrives, won't he go and see it?
Turning around and thinking, this guy always does strange things, so Malcolm took back his thoughts...
An Kai was not in a hurry, and neither was he. He simply relaxed and waited for An Kai's instructions.
Visible to the naked eye, Malcolm's eyes began to glaze over...
This is also the change when Malcolm comes here.
From the ice cube face before, he has become the fifth-level [Assassin] with rich expressions now...
About ten minutes later.
[Side plot] Refresh...
An Kai clicked on it immediately and quickly browsed the information above.
At the top of the list are what the dragons and dragon knights have to say, as well as the bewildered Mage Association, which is wreaking havoc on the world in order to find the magic god who does not know where he died.
In addition, there are some other changes that have occurred under these two changes, etc.
All of them are presented in the [side plot].
If An Kai was still very interested in these things in normal times, he could read them as a short story.
When eating or resting, it is just a good time to spend your leisure time.
But now An Kai was not interested in learning about this. He quickly passed through the [branch plot] and finally found the answer he wanted in the [96th] branch plot.
[96: The caravans of the seven desert countries formed a joint caravan, bringing the specialties of their respective countries, as well as food and resources, to the "House of Goodness" in the desert. They were ready to kill everyone here. Barbarian!
Because the "House of Goodness" was mostly barbarians and the environment in the desert was harsh, the caravan spent a lot of money to hire a guard team. On the surface, it was mainly composed of fourth- and third-level guards, but secretly, there was a fifth-level professional who joined in the middle. , is their trump card, and it is also the reason why this caravan has the confidence to face the "House of Goodness" Barbarian.
What is a little strange is that this fifth-level professional seems to have some undead aura...]
"Undead?!"
Seeing this news, An Kai's breath froze!
The fifth-level undead can only be found in one place in the entire desert and the seven surrounding countries!
——The town of the dead!
An Kai has never doubted the accuracy of the branch plot.
An Kai's personal experiences time and time again fully prove the accuracy of the branch plot.
Nowadays, there is a fifth-level professional with the aura of the undead in this caravan, which makes it difficult for An Kai to think nonsense.
The Town of the Dead has disappeared from the Seven Kingdoms for a long time. I never expected that that old guy Donglin would set his sights on the "House of Goodness"...
At this moment, An Kai thought a lot.
If Dong Lin himself arrives, he will run away without hesitation.
After all, that old guy is a being who can bring disaster to the Seven Kingdoms, and I don't look good in front of him.
If it were the fifth-level undead from other towns of the dead, An Kai's eyes would be filled with danger...
"Melken, in the case of a sneak attack, what is the maximum strength you can deal with?"
Malcolm, who was letting himself go, suddenly heard An Kai's inquiry about his strength. After thinking about it briefly, Malcolm said conservatively: "Probably the fifth level and the third level..."
An Kai nodded slightly and whispered: "Come here, I want you to do something."
…
The entrance to the House of Goodness.
Dong Lin is following the caravan and registering to enter the city.
The caravan that came here this time not only brought a lot of resources and food, but also a lot of professional analysis and other knowledge.
books.
There were also some magic stones that they brought with them.
Among the Seven Kingdoms, the Philosopher's Stone is contraband.
In this desert, it is not contraband.
Dong Lin was wearing a black robe and looked at the current Good House with a smile.
Clean streets, well-organized houses, and a large number of pedestrians in a hurry.
All this made Donglin very satisfied.
He likes places with lots of people and even more orderly places.
The undead transformed from this kind of place are easier to manage than the undead from other places.
Unfortunately, he was unable to transform this city today.
It's not his true body that came here. If he wants to transform, he still needs Donglin's true body to make plans after leaving seclusion.
After the registration was completed, Donglin followed the caravan into the city. Suddenly, Donglin's footsteps stopped...
He spoke softly with a smile: "Huh? It's you."
"Long time no see. I didn't expect you two to actually be together. Why didn't you ask me, an old man, for a drink?"
Dong Lin's body exuded a subtle wave. Just as he was about to explore the source of the sound, he was arbitrarily dispersed by a force.
Donglin snorted suddenly: "When we meet old friends, is this how you treat the old man?"
"Alas...you misunderstood me too much. I was trying to save them."
Dong Lin stood there and waved his hand, signaling the caravan to leave first, while he stayed at the entrance of the Good House...
He continued to talk to himself without changing his expression, and said softly: "Don't worry, I am taking people's money to help them eliminate disasters. Besides, I am an ordinary clone with weak strength. Are you still worried about me causing trouble?"
"Sigh... This is all a misunderstanding. The fall of their kingdom and principality was caused by themselves. What does it have to do with me, Donglin?"
"As we all know, I, Dong Lin, love peace the most!"
"Threatening me? Although I'm just a clone, it's not a problem to pull you out at all costs. Do you want to try?"
"The hidden fifth level...haha."
Speaking of this, Dong Lin looked solemn. He thought that this old friend was a little ungrateful and was too pushy.
After about two minutes, there were whispers in Donglin's ears, and he smiled: "Okay, as you see, I don't know how to probe."
Having said this, Dong Lin tugged at his black clothes and hat, and as he said, he put away his exploration and continued walking towards the city...
As he walked, he kept mumbling in his voice: "You haven't had a baby for so long? I don't know whose fault it is..."
boom!
Suddenly a soft sound sounded on Dong Lin's shoulder.
Donglin patted away the broken bone meal on his shoulder without changing his expression and whispered, "No more, no more."
Then he dug around in the black robe, took out a new bone from the storage ring, and pressed it on his shoulder.
Continue walking towards the city...
"My lord! My lord! Do you want one of the latest detectors unique to our kind house?"
At this time, a young man with an honest face suddenly ran up from one side of the street, holding a detector in his hand and running towards Donglin...
"detector?"
Dong Lin murmured, having already heard about this unique detector in Chaos City.
He just kept wandering around the seven countries, busy saving people, and had no chance to get a detector for a while.
Looking at the guy running towards him, Donglin smiled and said, "Here comes one."
