Chapter 119 118. Why did you give me yellow clothes? You are harming me!【5860】

Maxim's mobility has always been very strong, especially after receiving relevant instructions from Murphy, this loyal servant will always complete the master's instructions as quickly as possible.

It's the same this time.

Although Murphy had only asked Mrs. Adele to inform Maxim the night before to lead the Cadman Self-Rescue Army into the collapsed Blood Eagle Corridor to excavate the buried secret treasure house, at dusk the next day, there was a

Heavily armed soldiers came to report to Murphy on the progress of the project.

They have dug out a corner of the secret treasure house.

This surprised Murphy. Is the project progressing so quickly?

In his memory, the collapse of the entire Holy Blood Hall triggered the overall collapse of the building deep in the corridor. It stands to reason that the location where the secret treasure house was buried in the middle cannot be easily cleared out. Murphy expected it to be seen again within three days.

Even if you win.

However, after personally going down to the collapsed Blood Vulture Corridor to inspect it, Murphy discovered the clues.

The damage to the Blood Eagle Corridor was not as severe as he imagined.

Especially the area heading to the middle of the corridor was suppressed by the collapsed corridor dome, but in fact, the underground cave that was the original area of ​​the Blood Vulture Corridor was not only blasted by the spiritual energy erupted from the Holy Blood Pool into a large hole that led directly to the surface and collapsed.

Its construction is still very solid.

And Maxim and his soldiers easily entered the Blood Vulture Corridor again through the secret passage in the cave that Murphy and the old knight Finok had taken before.

As for the excavation of the secret treasure house, it is even simpler.

In order to protect the wealth and treasures of the Blood Vulture Clan, the vampires spent four hundred years frantically using a large amount of iron to build a fine gold shell for the outer layer of the treasure house. It was this extremely strong thing that protected the treasure house when the corridor collapsed.

everything in .

It was completely turned over and buried in the ruins in a weird posture, but the whole thing was intact.

"Sir! Fortunately, I have lived up to my mission! The secret treasure house has been excavated. In addition, our people also found the weapons depot of the patriarch's personal guards and a huge weapons depot containing a lot of blood servant equipment under the corridor. It is being cleaned there, and it may take a few days.

It will take days to be reopened.

But you don’t have to worry about the next weapons and supplies.”

Maxim, who was still hanging his arm with a bandage, saluted Murphy with his left hand.

Behind him was the secret treasure house that was found, with its psychic sealing door hanging diagonally above. Murphy nodded, reached out and took out the miser's treasure house seal and stamped it on the door. With a crisp click sound,

The door of the treasure house opens outward.

"come in."

Murphy said something to his loyal servant.

When the two of them walked into it, what they saw was complete splendor.

The gold nuggets that were made into a rectangular shape and filled most of the package were scattered on the floor in the violent vibrations. The Portia gold coins packed in the boxes spilled out like a waterfall, as well as various precious treasures collected by the family.

Treasures and works of art are also dotted on it.

It is very similar to the legendary super treasure that has experienced the changes and washes of time. It is simply a realistic replica of the dragon treasure. Even with this money, it is completely enough to buy the entire land of Transia.

So these vampires are all hamsters, right?

How on earth did they save such a huge amount of money in 400 years?

Such terrifying wealth in front of him made Maxim's breathing pause at this moment, but he soon came to his senses. These are the treasures that belong to Mr. Murphy and no one else can get involved!

"If the blood eagle clan's accumulation in 400 miles is just this money, I will definitely be very, very disappointed."

Murphy's wealth was no longer worth mentioning for his current status, so he didn't have many different feelings at this time. He stepped on the gold coins piled up like sand in front of him with his boots and bent down.

He reached out and took out several small energy boxes from the pile of gold coins.

It's not that he is so stoic that he can ignore the temptation of wealth, it's just that as a lord, Murphy must think about the problem in a deeper way.

The Ten Years' War destroyed Transia's already underdeveloped agriculture. Cadman City, which implemented a rationing system at the end of the war, has essentially suffered a dual economic and food crisis.

The pile of so much money at the moment is indeed eye-catching, but when he thinks about how he has to prepare never enough food and resources for the next territory, Murphy's head gets bigger.

The most terrible thing is that it is already October, and the cooler temperatures mean that autumn has arrived.

And the ruthless winter follows closely behind!

The most profound memory in Murphy's mind is the image of Tris carrying him back to the courtyard when he was sleepy, hungry and close to death on a snowy night in Cadman City. This means that winter in Transia will snow and can freeze.

dead person's.

And the coming war prisoners and refugees!

Manpower is certainly valuable, but it would be too much to just bring it back and not care about life or death.

He set a goal for himself to have at least 2,000 players in six months. Based on the territorial feedback of 1%, that means that the area under his command must have at least 200,000 territorial citizens. So many people are just long-term food needs.

It just can't be done with some gold.

Therefore, these golden things are nothing in Murphy's eyes! When you are extremely hungry, a piece of gold is not even worth a piece of bread, and if the price of a piece of bread increases to 500,000 marks, Murphy already knows the consequences.

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If Murphy cannot get food and supplies before the people freeze to death, let alone survive the black disaster, his territory may be overthrown by the hungry and cold citizens before the jackals come to demolish their homes.

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Just thinking about these things gave him a headache.

Fortunately, he has omnipotent little players. As a lord and NPC, he must learn to trust the wisdom of the players in this aspect, because if he doesn't believe it, his territory may really be hopeless.

"Snapped"

Murphy opened the small psychic boxes, and inside were exquisite scarlet rings with the emblem of the Blood Vulture Clan on them, but there was no specific name in the ring.

These rings are "identification certificates" specially prepared for official members of the Blood Vulture Clan. Each family has similar things. It is said that they are made by the "think tank and recorder" Secret Blood Clan, one of the seven vampire clans. Every three

It is issued once every hundred years for the expansion of the family.

Only those who wear the Blood Eagle Seal Ring will be recognized as official family members.

What?

Why didn't Murphy do it before, you ask?

With his previous identity and status, it would be crazy for him to have his own seal ring.

Tris's Elder Seal Ring was recycled more than a hundred years ago. As a blood descendant of Tris, Murphy is theoretically only a marginal member of the family and is not included in the official membership of the Blood Vulture Clan.

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There are actually not many vampires in his situation, because the Secret Blood Clan gives a limited number of blood marks to each family every three hundred years. This is obviously a way to control the number of vampires to avoid large-scale conflicts with other races.

Method.

But every family has a large number of "shady people" like Murphy in private, and the ancient rules related to the "Code of Refuge" have long existed in name only.

There are nearly 300 rings in the box in front of Murphy.

He took one out and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully. The ring made of psychic mithril could be finely adjusted according to the size of the finger, and the exquisite interface was inlaid with blood crystals. Look carefully at the reflection of a winged blood crystal in the crystal.

The emblem of the eagle.

It looks full of mystery.

This is the representative of an extraordinary race in the world, and it is also the accumulation of a civilization that has been passed down for thousands of years.

However, the Blood Eagle Clan is gone.

Sarokdar sacrificed more than 10,000 elite tribesmen to the subspace to create an evil monster, and more than 10,000 others were involved in the tearing of reality along with the 150,000 people in Cadman City.

to the star realm.

Less than one-tenth of the survivors have already retreated into the shadows. They will not take the risk of sticking their heads out until they are sure they are safe and receive a call.

Murphy also had no intention of recruiting those guys who were hiding.

He even hoped that those guys would never jump up to cause trouble for him again. Maybe he should "talk" to the witch hunters about the commission and reward for this matter.

Murphy narrowed his eyes, then curled his lips and threw the ring in his hand to Maxim behind him.

The loyal servant was filled with emotion when he took it in his hands.

In the past, he didn't dare to expect this thing at all, but now looking at the ring in Master Murphy's hand, Maxim suddenly felt unreal. Until this moment, he finally confirmed that his great Master Murphy had mastered it.

Gained the power of a family!

And he did it in less than a month!

"Master Murphy, next."

Maxim grabbed the ring in his hand and couldn't help but ask:

"I mean, do you want to be crowned the Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture?"

"Huh? Why do you have such a strange idea?"

Murphy, who was pulling out several luxurious vampire swords from the pile of gold coins that were absolutely divine weapons, looked back at Maxim in surprise. He was playing with at least Seiko and Commander-level advanced psychic weapons in his hands. Among them,

There is also a psychic scepter whose craftsmanship is so exaggerated as to be exquisite and [the only] master level.
To be continued...