Chapter 165 164. Shani’s bet!

Time advanced to the next day, when Tris's alchemy hut reopened for business at eight o'clock in the morning, the players who were impatiently waiting for new products to be put on the shelves so that they could quickly complete the Black Iron Trial finally saw what they had been dreaming of.

Sufficient amounts of burning oil were put on the shelves, and then purchased by players waving gold coins.

The burning oil launched this time is an "upgraded version" with the addition of better quality blazing glue. As the chief apprentice of the alchemy hut, Big Pigeon, the leader, patted his chest and assured that the efficiency of killing elite ghouls with this thing would only increase.

high.

The other alchemy apprentices also persuaded their brothers to buy more.

There's a reason they're so aggressive in their promotion, and the cunning Tris has tied their compensation to the hut's turnover.

For every item sold, players currently working in the Alchemy House will receive a reward.

Although there are not many, compared to players who currently do not have a stable means of income in the game, working for His Excellency the Blood Vulture Grand Duke is acceptable.

However, even with the important burning oil and bullets specifically designed to deal with vampires, not everyone can successfully complete the Black Iron Trial like Ashina and Bangge. These auxiliary methods only increase the success rate, they are not

One hundred percent effective.

Both Lumina and Brother Bang repeatedly emphasized in their posts that they must master their respective main skills to the minimum level before taking on the challenge.

But this cannot stop the coquettish hearts of players.

The main reason is that everyone else has already passed. If I'm still stuck, doesn't that prove that I'm a noob?

However, the paradox is that in the online world, who can admit that they are bad?

"Isn't it? Brother Nitou, do you want to try too?"

In front of the alchemy hut, Happy Stick, who came to join in the fun and stood on the street, saw an old acquaintance. He grabbed the dump truck Iai who was chatting with his hands behind his back like the old man of the park. He said in surprise:

"Aren't you three casual and administrative players? Why are you here to conduct a trial of strength? Don't you feel comfortable being officials in the camp?"

"It's cool, we all have job allowances now."

The dump truck laughed, waved his hands and said:

"But since we are playing games, we have to challenge ourselves occasionally. Otherwise, it will always feel weird to be stuck at level 10. I know what you are worried about, but don't be afraid. The four of us will not go to the sewers to challenge dangerous zombies.

Damn it, we're going to go practice with those jackal bandits.

There are also elite leaders among them!

Moreover, these guys are famous for bullying the weak and shying away from the strong. If you set up a trap and hit them with serious injuries, they will run away and then rush forward to harvest.

By the way, it can also help train the new guard recruits in the camp, killing two birds with one stone."

"Oh, this is a good idea. After all, no matter how big the sewer is, there aren't that many elite ghouls to cause trouble to the players."

The happy stick rubbed his chin.

He also felt that he needed to move the "battlefield". After getting the underground treasure house of the gang they were looking for, why not take his brothers out to "fight in the jungle"?

"Hey, Brother Fu?"

While chatting for two days, the "Brother Rich", who is now well known among the players, wandered over to join in the fun even though he was poor.

This guy is holding his little manticore on his head, which has developed subtle feelings. The little guy is already as big as a fat cat. He is curious about everything, and he looks around outside the crowd.

, as a result, the happy stick next to him joked:

"You are only at level 3, and you are already thinking about the Black Iron Trial? Are you so motivated?"

"I'm here to buy a 'growth potion' for my smelly baby."

Brother Xiaofu grinned, waved his hands and said:

"The upgrade method of our summoners is different from yours. We all rely on babies for output. I am not in a hurry to upgrade. I have to finish the first hunt of the stinky baby first. But I don't want to take it to the sewer. What can Brother Bang recommend?

A place?”

"Will you come with us to clear the gnoll camp?"

The dump truck invites:

"It's not far from the camp. It takes about ten minutes to ride on horseback. It's mainly for gaining NPC combat experience. You can follow along and replenish your wounds. It's not very dangerous."

"Okay, how much is it?"

Brother Fu asked cheerfully, "Is it okay to just give it to the dump truck?"

The middle-aged man said in surprise:

"What does this cost? Do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it?"

"Ah, there is really no place to spend money in this game! There is not even a recharge window. You said you can sell fashion clothes. I also want the Vampire Midnight Hunter uniform, but unfortunately there is no place to buy it. However, power leveling is not

Do you want money?"

Mo Youqiong scratched his hair, then hugged the little manticore on his head and rubbed it hard, and he said:

"Is it free? Is there such a good thing? This kind of free thing sounds unreliable. Are you going to use me as a jackal bait?"

"You register as a junior manager in the camp, and you can follow the NPC. Not only does it cost you nothing, but you will also be given a work allowance every week. You have more money, less things to do, and you are close to home. You only need to allocate two hours a day.

Just help the NPC with the camp affairs.

The simple and enjoyable game mode is most suitable for rich guys like you.

Walk.

Brother, let me take you to see something."

The dump truck patted the little rich man on the shoulder, and the cunning middle-aged man planned to trick a newbie into joining their "administrative group".

The two of them were talking and laughing as they walked towards the camp outside the city. The original survivor camp had been divided into "sub-bases" outside the city, mainly for the collectors and cleaners who were working in the ruins of the city. There were also many

NPC merchants appear, and some players can find some strange things from them.

While the little players were starting their daily games, Murphy, who had just finished sleeping for several hours in the Blood Eagle Corridor, also came to his office on time.

Unlike other vampires who have a habit of sleeping around the clock and being out at night, Murphy always takes a few hours to sleep in the dark. This is his "little secret". But when he opened the office door with a yawn,

I saw an "uninvited guest" sitting in it.

"Mrs. Shani?"

Murphy quickly tidied up his slightly sloppy appearance, and said in surprise:

"Why did you get up so early?"

"I also want to ask, why do you, a vampire, sleep peacefully under the blessing of night? Shouldn't you be enjoying a quiet dream in a coffin under the curse of day?"

Shani looked at Murphy up and down and said slightly teasingly:

"Sure enough, you are indeed an 'atypical vampire' as you said."

"I have only been transformed for a short period of time, and my human habits are still stubbornly affecting my new life. At the moment, I have no intention of getting rid of this 'bad habit'."

Murphy responded appropriately, and then glanced at Andre, Earl of White Mountain, who was standing next to Grand Duke Shani.

The latter's eyes stayed on the Hanya Blade that no longer belonged to Murphy on his waist.

There are complex emotions in the gray eyes, and some of them contain a bit of frustration. We are all new vampire cubs who were transformed last year, and they are all new vampire stars at the Black Iron level, but why is there such a big gap?

He felt that when Murphy was at full strength, he could probably knock him down within twenty moves.

Murphy has a different view on this.

He thinks it can be done in ten moves at most.

If it was a life and death battle and a necessary evil was used, he felt that he could even create an "instant kill". Of course, these words could not be said, as it would undermine other people's confidence and be too dishonorable.

"A being as noble as you certainly wouldn't appear in my office so formally on an annoying early morning just to make a joke with me. So, I guess, our conversation last night has already produced results.

Already?"

Murphy strode to his desk, took out his Lord's Memo and put it on the table. He crossed his fingers and looked at the very dignified Grand Duke Shani who was sitting in front of him.

The expression on that handsome face became serious, and he asked:

"Can I assume that you are now talking to the Governor of Transia on behalf of Her Majesty the Wolf Lady of the Nordtov Kingdom?"

"Can't!"

Shani maintained the standard manner of a palace lady and spoke clearly:

"I do represent the will of Her Majesty Angelina Alexeyevna Nomanov, but you, Lord Murphy, you are not yet recognized by our country as the Governor of Transia. At least for you

Until the next thing is completed, I can only be regarded as the 'acting governor'."

"oh?"

Murphy smiled and said:

"In other words, Her Majesty the Wolf Lady has agreed in principle to the four requests I made?"

"Yes, I agree in principle, but there will definitely be changes in practice."

Mrs. Shani waved her hand.

The Earl of Baishan next to him immediately took out a luxurious palace tea set from the psychic bag, and skillfully cooked the fragrant black tea.
To be continued...