The sun rises in the east, and a few rays of morning light pour into the bedroom through the window.
Being illuminated by the sun, Ren opened his hazy sleepy eyes.
As soon as he woke up, he felt his arm being pressed. It was a jade body with smooth and warm skin. Her back was turned to him, and the fragrance of her hair was very alluring.
"You hit my hair."
Irene scolded, stretched out her hand to push him away, and sat up.
The blanket covering her body slipped down, revealing her perfect body, which was very hot and white as if made of condensed jade, glowing with a moving luster in the sun.
"Obviously you are not sleeping."
Ren yawned, complained, picked up two pieces of white lace underwear from the bedside table, and put them on for her skillfully.
Erin got out of bed, shook her long black hair, picked up the skirt and some sexy lingerie on the floor, her face was slightly red.
Really, he actually asked her to wear such shameful clothes to serve him at night.
"Honey, I'm going to take a shower, do you want to come with me?"
"Forget it, I'll make breakfast first." Ren was a little moved, but still shook his head in refusal.
If they take a bath together, I'm afraid they will have to take a bath until noon. He has something to do today and can't indulge in it as much as he did a few days ago.
Three or four days had passed since he emerged from the tomb of the conqueror.
In the past few days, Irene would quietly fly in from the window every night, live as a couple with him, talk to each other, and then sneak away the next morning, or hide in his bedroom.
After her first taste of the forbidden fruit, she became very attached to him and was quite enthusiastic and proactive when they had sex with him at night.
The two of them have an undisclosed relationship for the time being, although she often urges marriage, acts coquettishly, and just asks him to take responsibility through coercion.
Erin took a change of clothes and left the bedroom.
Ren followed closely behind. After washing up in the bathroom, he resisted the temptation and did not take a bath with her. He went to the kitchen to make breakfast first.
He is a skilled cook and it didn't take him long to bring two barbecued egg sandwiches, fried chicken wings, bacon and cheese to the table.
There are stir-fries in this world, but they are not mainstream. In the morning, it is usually a variety of sandwiches with milk, cheese and bacon.
Before breakfast, he opened the living room door and took a few newspapers from a mailbox placed next to the door.
"Shocked, Earl Connoll has received the inheritance of the conqueror and the mysterious hidden opportunity, and has become a middle-level saint! 》
"Outstanding, Earl Connaught breaks through again, firmly occupying the throne of Saigon mainland's number one genius"
"The church's "Holy Girl Selection" activity enters the third round, and Head Gonzalez appears in the southern plains to supervise"
"Good news from the front line!" "Axe King" Alex killed a ghoul archduke with three axes and entered the realm of legend"
Today, these are the headlines of the major newspapers such as the Faroland Post, the Wisteria Daily, and the Southern Evening News.
Ren sat at the dining table, eating breakfast and reading the newspaper.
Regarding his own news, he passed it by at a glance without paying much attention to it.
He has been on the headlines of newspapers too frequently recently. I was a little happy at first, but after seeing it too much, it was just like that.
He has heard too much flattery and all kinds of rainbow farts during this time.
On the other hand, after Alex, the axe-master, cultivated the Totem Holy Body, he entered the legendary realm and became a fifth-level rock-burning berserker, which surprised him.
It's amazing. At the beginning of the double fifth level, he was worthy of being a fierce man who was stronger and more famous than "Gun Ghost" Carlos.
Not long after, the bathroom door opened. After taking a shower, Irene put on an elegant black dress and came over to sit on the dining table.
"Ren, tonight is my cousin's birthday, remember to attend on time."
"I know, how can I give face to His Majesty the King?" Ren said a little impatiently.
Today is the 100th birthday of King Charles VI. The king will hold a celebration, and a luxurious dinner will be held at the Red Dragon Palace. This banquet has actually been prepared for a long time, and many nobles and celebrities will attend.
To be honest, he didn't like attending banquets, it was a bit annoying and a waste of time.
In the past few days, he had been invited to attend several high-society dinners and some cultural salons. Every time, many people gathered around him, fawning and flattering him.
It seemed like everyone was having a great time chatting and the atmosphere was lively, but this was just socializing.
Especially those old nobles with prominent family backgrounds are very arrogant in their hearts. On the surface, they welcome him, the continent's first genius, with a smile, but in their hearts they may not think highly of him, a mud-legged and nouveau riche.
It's just a pretense of enthusiasm due to his strength and potential.
Renn knew very well that power, status, reputation... everything he enjoyed now was based on his fists.
He does not have a noble bloodline or a prominent family background.
If he takes a bad fall and falls off the altar, how many people flatter and pursue him today will trample on him and laugh at him tomorrow.
Wren took a bite of his ham and egg sandwich and read the Southern Evening News, which carried a lot of front-line news.
"The war in the southern plains is tense, and "Marksman" Glenn has led the Royal Archers to the front line"
"A bloody battle took place on the east bank of the Gordon River last night. Carlos, the "Gun Ghost", killed Cedric, the Grand Duke of the Demon Race! 》
"Um?"
Seeing this, Ren's eyebrows rose and he praised, "That's amazing, this is the second one."
After "Gun Ghost" Carlos stepped into the sanctuary, he fought against more than a dozen dark princes from the demon camp in the past few months, with mixed results.
The key is that in such a high-intensity bloody battle, he not only did not die in the battle, but also killed two.
Gun Ghost also encountered Luke, the werewolf archduke who was very powerful among the dark archdukes. He didn't fight him, but he managed to escape.
Then not long after, he killed Luke's younger brother, the werewolf king Brown...
Compared with the gun ghost, Saint Dimon, who was torn to pieces by the werewolf Archduke Luke, was simply thrown into his grandma's house in disgrace.
Ren looked at Eileen who was cutting cheese across the dining table and said with emotion:
"Your father's old troops are quite powerful."
"Of course, how could the talent selected by my father be so bad?"
Eileen obviously admired her father very much. When she mentioned him, she always had a heartfelt pride on her face. She said with some pride and some regret on her face, "The Butcher, the Axe, the Gun Ghost, the Phantom... they are all The most elite and outstanding group of people in the Fire Dragon Knights a hundred years ago.
If it weren't for the fact that the Fire Dragon Knights were forced to disband, which made many people grieve and have knots in their hearts, they would have entered the realm of legend long ago. "
Back then, the Fire Dragon Knights recruited the best talents in the entire kingdom.
Renn nodded. If it weren't for his grudges, why would it take a hundred years for Gun Ghost's talent to enter the legendary realm.
Now he is fighting bloody battles on the front line and making great achievements, which can be regarded as a solid accumulation.
"Is it time for the top ten saints of Falorland to be updated?" Renn put down the newspaper and asked casually.
"Well, it should have been rescheduled a long time ago. In the next few months, a round of replacements will be completed." Irene nodded, smiled sweetly at him, and said, "Little man, as the Faloran Sword Master, this time you It will definitely make the list.”
Renn smiled perfunctorily and didn't care.
The top ten saints of Faloran, this list is a bit funny.
Faloran is a first-class powerful country. There are more than ten saints in the Clement family who are descendants of the conquerors, but Director Karl and Deputy Director "The Destroyer" Tularan are only listed on the list.
In times of peace, you can still take a look at this list, but in times of war, just enjoy it.
Not only the Farrowland royal family, but also the old nobles such as the Wilson family, the Thorton family and the Finocaccio family may also have hidden clumsiness.
A marquis family with a legacy that has lasted for thousands of years, using the precious resources at the bottom of the box to smash it, even if it can't hit a legendary field person, it can quickly turn one or two family members into a totem holy body at the beginning of the fifth level.
There are no saints in my family.
There are only a few churches in my family that support the scene.
Some of the great nobles who say this kind of thing are really in decline, and most of them are trying to deceive laymen. If a stupid young man comes to provoke him, he will probably go away peacefully...
Ren Ke still remembered that one of the two guards guarding the entrance to the Conqueror's tomb was a golden knight at the beginning of the fifth level.
And he had never heard of this person at all.
After breakfast, Irene sneaked away. With her strength, she was naturally unnoticed and no one in the Brave Mansion could detect her.
Renn changed his outfit and hurried out the door.
He was very busy today and had a lot of things to do, otherwise he would have continued to have sex with Irene in the bathroom this morning.
But compared with cultivating World Tree seedlings, beauty is nothing.
…………
The royal capital, the underground black market.
Renn entered this underground black market in the north of the city for the first time.
In front of you is a mist-shrouded water surface, and you can vaguely see a group of strange buildings.
The reason why it is strange is that the buildings are all made of ships, including sailing ships, brigs, sloops, battleships, three-masted sailing ships, fast caravels and other types of sailing ships. .
However, if you can see through the fog and observe carefully, you will know that these are not boats, but boats.
A boat is a boat-shaped building built on the water that imitates the shape of a boat. It is also called an "untie boat".
Most of these boats are constructed of masonry, with the upper part made of wood, iron plates or masonry. There are iron cable bridges connecting the boats.
"The underground lake, such terrain and architecture, is interesting."
Ren was walking on the swaying iron chain bridge, and the mist on the water floated around him as if it had substance. There were also some desolate wind sounds in his ears, which sounded like people's wailing.
In this regard, people in the black market have this to say: If too many people die, there will always be some resentful spirits that refuse to go away.
This sentence also illustrates the dangers in the black market.
Although killing is officially prohibited here, extraordinary people have too many ways to harm people. For example, a witch can cast a curse or poison, which can completely make people die inexplicably.
Ordinary people who break into the black market may soon become a corpse under the deep water of the underground lake...
Ren was wrapped in a black cloak and a clown mask, slightly concealing his identity.
It's not that he's afraid of causing trouble, but he's too famous and doesn't want to be viewed as a giant panda.
"La la la... Let's go shopping."
Nana swayed her legs and sat on his shoulders. She wore half a silver tiger mask on her face and hummed a tune, feeling happy.
This combination of two people is very popular in the black market.
However, no one provoked them, and many people deliberately took detours to avoid them.
The elderly, children, disabled people, pregnant women...these types of people who dare to show off in the black market are often ruthless.
"A famous gun is born! Come and take a look, don't miss it if you pass by!"
Suddenly, a burst of angry shouting spread throughout the largest boat in the black market, and could even be heard by a dozen small boats nearby.
Not to mention the big gimmick of the birth of a famous gun, most people would not dare to shout so loudly in the black market.
"Boss, there are actually famous guns for sale here?" Nana sounded surprised.
"Go and have a look."
Renn didn't believe that there were real famous guns for sale here, but his curiosity was aroused and he walked over there.
It was a roadside stall...
There was a black wooden table on the small stall, and the stall owner was a short old man.
He was wearing an old gray robe, had a bit of a sinister look on his face, his face was unshaven, and his beard was unshaven. He held three cigarettes on his fingers at the same time and was shouting loudly.
Renn: "..."
There is no way to complain about a roadside stall selling famous guns.
However, this strange stall owner has a good background. We have met him once and are barely an acquaintance.
The old man who sells famous guns is "Golden Cook" Bullock, a [Alchemist] profession and one of the ten saints of Falorland.
When Renn walked over, a crowd of people was already crowded in front of Bullock's stall.
There is a huge Force firearm on the table, with a black gun body and six long black barrels, with a caliber of at least 20mm. There are also dark red complex Force array patterns and flame patterns on it. The overall shape looks very ferocious. Fierce and intimidating.
Alchemist Bullock looked like a bad old man. Seeing everyone gathering, he proudly extended his hand and introduced:
"This is my latest work - Firepower King! It is created using the latest alchemy technology and force transmission theory.
There is no need to doubt its power, even a third-level transcendent can use it to defeat the Dark Marquis.
If the master uses it and activates the Force array, the violent barrage can shoot the Duke of Darkness into a ball of rotten flesh and blood. Even the Duke of Darkness would not dare to take such a direct shot!
The user does not need to reload bullets if he has enough force. He can directly fire energy bullets. At most, the power will be slightly reduced, but the practicality is comparable to that of a famous gun...
Now, you can take home this 'Firepower King' machine gun for only 20,000 gold coins. "
The old man introduced it eloquently, saliva flying everywhere.
But the reaction of everyone in front of the booth didn't seem enthusiastic, and some people even rolled their eyes.
Ren's face twitched and he said nothing.
Is this even comparable to famous guns?
Nana was not polite. She pointed at the gun, curled her lips and said, "Old man, is this gun of yours exploding after just a few days of use?"
Bullock, who was bragging about himself, choked: "..."
Someone burst out laughing and said: "Hahahahaha... I can't do it anymore, pfft hahahaha..."
"Don't be shady. Inventing something like this, how can it be called a bomb blast? This is a technical flaw and an honest mistake."
"Hahahaha... Just don't be embarrassed. How can a firearm made by Master Brock explode? This Force firearm has four shooting methods. It's obviously because your posture of holding the gun is wrong."
"It's gone, it's gone. As soon as it was said to be as powerful as a famous gun, I knew this gun was going to explode."
Everyone burst into laughter, and then some people shook their heads and left.
Alchemist Brock's face turned red and he hesitated, followed by some difficult words, such as "the high-energy miniature force array has some kind of obstruction and interference in the metal material" and "the classic conduction theory does not apply to the explosion model machine gun" "Array"... caused everyone to burst into laughter again, and the atmosphere around the booth was filled with joy.
"Asshole, old liar, you still dare to sell your junk here?"
Not long after, a muscular man squeezed over.
He glared at Alchemist Bullock fiercely, pointed at his bandaged right arm, and cursed:
"Last time I bought the 'Savage Reaper' (hand cannon) from you. After using it for two days, I couldn't kill a strange beast, but I almost broke my arm!"
“Pfft hahahahahahahahaha…it’s so miserable.”
"Isn't this Captain Hanks of the Barbarian Mercenary Group? You dare to buy the firearms made by this old scammer. You are really brave."
There was another burst of laughter.
The muscular man squeezed through the crowd, rushed to the stall, and cursed: "Pay up! Old man, even if you are a saint, you would not be so deceptive!"
Alchemist Bullock's face turned red and he was very embarrassed. Faced with the muscular man's claim, he looked left and right, suddenly pointed to one side and shouted:
"Look! It's Carl the Butcher. The cop from the 7th game is here to check!"
Everyone was startled, and many people immediately dispersed without even observing it.
It is not illegal to visit the black market, but some people's identities may not be legal.
In the midst of the chaos, the sly alchemist Bullock instantly picked up the "Fire King" machine gun placed on the stall and ran away like crazy.
He was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only an empty table.
Muscular man: "..."
Bastard, don't run away, I'll pay you 20,000 gold coins!
Renn: "..."
(ー_ー)!!, no wonder that as a saint, he doesn’t even have a shop. It turned out to be for the convenience of running away.
Nana: "..."
Bah, old liar, no wonder no one respects him at all.
Then, the muscular man chased after him while yelling curses.
Renn originally didn't take this episode seriously and took it as a joke, but suddenly something occurred to him and an idea struck him.
Maybe...
A silver light flashed in his eyes, and he said: "The old man didn't go far. He changed to a small boat and continued selling guns. Nana, you go and buy that gun later. Give him 10,000 gold coins at most, and he will agree. .”
"Boss, isn't he a liar? He will explode." Nana said in surprise, her little face full of doubts.
"No, he's not a liar, he's just paranoid," Lane explained.
Bullock is not a liar. Ten years ago, he was a great alchemist with excellent credibility and reputation. He made many "masterpiece-level" Force firearms. The quality and performance of those firearms were very good. He even helped others build them. A few ordinary sacred artifacts.
He has gained a bad reputation over the years, mainly because he is too obsessed with making super-powerful firearms and hand cannons.
He is obsessed with firepower output, so when making firearms, he ignores the upper limit of materials and force arrays.
It’s not that no one reminded him, but you can tell by looking at Alchemist Brock’s sloppy appearance that he is a technical nerd.
He still has enough lifespan, but he has been acting like an old man and has not deliberately maintained the appearance of a mature man. You must know that a fifth-level saint can maintain the appearance of a young man until his end.
This kind of alchemist who is immersed in his own world and devoted to studying a certain technology is often very paranoid and finds it difficult to listen to advice.
"But can the firearm made by the old man be used?" Nana looked doubtful.
"It doesn't matter, it works. I can keep it from exploding and it will be useful soon." Renn smiled mysteriously, but did not explain anything.
He specializes in magic. Although he also knows alchemy and is a master of weapon forging, he still cannot improve the "Firepower King" Force Machine Gun.
However, he had a way to keep it from exploding within seven days, at the cost of being completely scrapped afterwards.
What can you do in 7 days?
At least it’s enough to enter the Secret Realm of Hundred Flowers...
Seeing that the boss didn't say much, Nana suppressed her curiosity, jumped off his shoulder, and went to find Bullock with a stack of banknotes.
Renn continued to visit the black market and bought a lot of materials, such as thunder black willow wood, small ice soul crystals, wind green ghost cracked stone, the corpse of the flaming giant wolf, etc. These materials all have some elemental properties.
According to his recent observations, fertilizers with elemental properties are suitable for cultivating the World Tree.
For example, Yanshan cultivated the Holy Body of the Fire Ghost, and when the flesh and blood fragments of his body were used as fertilizer, the World Tree seedlings grew gratifyingly.
The corpse of the ghoul archduke has only average effects.
After wandering around, seeing that he had almost collected the materials, Renn walked into a small shop on the second floor of the boat.
The space inside the shop is narrow, the light is a little dim, and there are a few candles lit on the wall.
A woman with long white hair sat behind the counter, with a light blue crystal ball and a stack of cards in front of her.
She was wearing a loose black robe, her skin was fair, her face without makeup was not particularly beautiful, and she had a vague sense of hazyness.
"We meet again, Star Child." She said calmly, her gray eyes with almost no pupils visible, looking a bit strange.
"Star Child?"
Renn raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling slightly surprised.
This was the first time he heard such a name. Oh, it seems that Irene also called him this when he was practicing dual cultivation, but the source should be this witch.
Ren looked at the witch of doom, feeling a little familiar, and asked:
"Have we met?"
"That's right. When you left Bu Shen City, I passed you by outside the train station." The Witch of Doom said calmly.
Renn: "..."
Who remembers this kind of thing?
Moreover, she noticed him at that time?
Ren frowned and said, "Why are you encouraging Irene and me to practice dual cultivation?"
"Didn't she explain it?"
Witch Natalia's eyes were calm and she said, "You haven't suffered any loss, so why are you so fussy about it?"
"Don't you know I'm engaged? I can't marry her." Renn looked helpless.
"That was also the man who robbed Irene."
"What's the meaning?"
"It's not interesting. According to my divination, there is a high probability that you will marry Irene." The witch said calmly.
Renn: "..."
It doesn't seem like she is talking nonsense.
If he hadn't met Keisha, he would most likely have married Irene after he rose to prominence in Falorland, because there was no woman better than her in this kingdom, and there were even few on the entire continent.
"I don't believe this."
Renn didn't believe in any destined marriage, and looked at her with cold eyes, "What is fate, Tianji, you bad luck... No, can the Witch of Destiny explain it to you?"
This is a bit aggressive.
Josefina had told him that the Witch of Doom was formerly known as the Witch of Destiny.
But this title was a bit taboo, so it was later changed.
Witch Natalia was not angry and said calmly:
“All people and things have their own trajectory, which is constantly changing. Occasionally, someone has a flash of inspiration and captures this trajectory, which means they can foresee the future.
Just like the yellow leaves withering and just breaking off the branches, people can predict that they will fall to the ground.
Another example is the moment a river bursts its banks, people know that the flooding river will destroy the villages downstream.
Or when a flying swallow is hit by an arrow, people can predict that it will eventually fall to the ground.
These are so simple that people would not find them strange or think they were prophecies.
But in fact, we can further study and observe. If we make this deduction process more complicated and precise, then we can deduce the secret of heaven, which is the origin of astrology, prophecy and other knowledge.
In this world, there are some "causes" and some "effects" are sometimes foreseeable. This is the so-called glimpse of the secret.
Whether it is a person, object or event, they all have their own general trajectory of movement and development. If we see the first half of their journey, we can sometimes predict the next trajectory.
Of course, everything is subject to change, and no one can truly predict the future 100%.
The withered yellow leaves may not necessarily fall to the ground, but may be blown up by strong winds and fall on the eaves. A flying swallow struck by an arrow may be injured and escape far away, but will not fall from the sky.
For example, if you, I encouraged Irene and you to practice dual cultivation, and you come to trouble me now, it is a clearly foreseeable thing.
There is about an 80% chance that you won't care about me, a 10% chance that you will extort a sum of money from me, and a 10% chance that I will choose to go to bed with you, be your mistress, and ask you to let me go.
If Irene doesn't intercede for me, and I don't do anything, there is a small chance that you plan to kill me. "
The witch finished speaking quickly.
Renn: "..."
(˙灬˙)
It sounds so professional, the newbie is trembling.
Ren shrugged: "Sounds very reasonable... Since you found me, the so-called son of the star, so early, why didn't you contact me?
Don't tell me that you went to Bu Shen City just to take a look at me. "
It is undeniable that this witch has real abilities. Her attainments in astrology and prophecy can surpass Josefina eighteen times.
The Witch of Doom frowned slightly when she heard his words.
She didn't answer, picked up the cards on the table and said, "Draw one."
Ren stared at her, thought for a moment, and pulled out a card with a book pattern on it.
"What does it mean?"
"This is the answer."
Witch Natalia frowned and said, "You have a book or something related to a book on you, which makes me feel dangerous."
She gave up contacting Ren in the first place out of fear, because she sensed danger.
Book?
Ren was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Then he seemed to think of something, and his face changed slightly, a little surprised and a little surprised.
He ignored Natalya, hurriedly left the store, picked up Nana who had been waiting for a long time at the exit of the black market, and went straight to the Brave Building.
Half an hour later, Ren returned to the suite. He rummaged through several storage rings and took out a heavy book.
There is a line of small words written on the beautiful silver cover of the book - Written by Annen Vigis Maro.
He pressed the rune book with his palm and injected the star force into it.
Buzz!
After a while, the cover of this simple rune book opened automatically. There was no paper inside, only a white slate with a mysterious aura, with many branch patterns on it.
Ren placed his palm against the stone slab and continued to inject star power.
The white slate trembled, glowing with green fluorescence, and green rattan-like patterns lit up. Then a string of surging runes were automatically drawn over the slate, forming formations and spells. Each stroke slowed down. It has evolved many times, and the process is clear.
The contents of the rune arrays and spells such as the six-pointed star array, the star lock, the starry sky reflection, and the star-helmeted giant emerged one after another.
Renn once relied on this rune scripture to learn part of the runes and spells on his own before he could become a Caster in the Moon World.
This book may be worth more than famous guns because it is a masterpiece of runic literature in this world.
The book belongs to Miss Catherine and was lent to him a long time ago.
However, that's not what he wants to see today.
Ren pressed hard with his palms, and the azure starlight surged in his palms, pouring crazily into the rune book like a shining stream of light, and said:
"come out!"
Buzz!
The rune book trembled, and soul fluctuations occurred inside. The luminous stone slab projected a white light, and the light condensed into a figure in the air.
That's an old man.
He has half-white hair and looks about fifty years old. He has a thin face with regular features and some wrinkles, but he still looks heroic.
"Elder Sky?!"
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