The library is softly lit, and Joyce is reading with a copy of the Dark Ages, a travelogue biographical codex in which some of the monsters that exist in the darkness are recorded.

In the cognition of some ordinary people, in addition to cities and villages and towns, many remote suburbs are located in some dark areas, which are synonymous with danger and the unknown.

"It's still a little behind in the wilderness!"

Joyce sighed, thinking it was safe to stay in town.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Just as Joyce closed the book, Arrin entered through the portal left by the library.

"Let's go. ”

Joyce sorted out the books and left the library with Arlin.

Outside the reception, Yarlin had already ordered a horse-drawn carriage, and the two of them got into the car and went directly to Rupert's herb shop at 56 Herb Street.

"Hear from Cliff, you asked for a thousand gold rotos. In the rental wagon, Yarlin spoke quite implicitly, at least without mentioning weapons or heavy firepower.

"Actually, I didn't negotiate the price, I just asked Cliff to prepare according to this number, and I don't know what it will be. Joyce's smile was expectant.

"I will definitely not lose you, such a transaction will generally add one to three percent on the basis of the cost, I asked Cliff, and he will add one percent to you. Yarlin whispered.

In less than fifteen minutes, the carriage had stopped in front of 56 Herb Street.

"The name of this herb shop......"

Yarlin got out of the carriage and looked up at the plaque at Rupert's herb shop.

The plaque used to be engraved with the Damien Herb Shop, but after Yarlin arranged for someone to set it up, Joyce changed the name of the shop.

"Take whatever you want. ”

Joyce took the key to the brass nail door lock from her purse and opened it.

"It's not okay not to invite someone, not only is the business not watched, but even the weapons are not safe here, and Cliff is worried that something will happen if you give you the weapons. Arrin entered the deserted front yard, thinking that Joyce needed to put more thought into it.

"I can't find the right person for a while, don't worry about weapons, I'll arrange for a rather secret place. Joyce said calmly.

"I'm almost done preparing for Lijiao Trading Bank, and I'll reopen the day after tomorrow, and I'll go to the market when the time comes. Arrin smiled at Joyce.

Joyce walked into the medicine hall and half-jokingly, "What, you want to show your connections?"

"Those slave traders are crazy, and it's not easy to get involved in gambling, so if there's a conflict in the future, you'll have to help me. Yarlin was very solemn and greeted in advance.

Two in and two out of the house, the stove and boiler were not burning, and there was a noticeable coldness, Joyce put down her purse, tightened her coat and sat back in her chair.

"It's too hard to stay in this place, you don't plan to stay here tonight, do you?" Jarrin exhaled a white breath and looked at Joyce with a strange expression.

"It's nice to have a place. ”

Joyce motioned to Yarlin not to do so much, let alone entertain him.

It was only then that Yarlin realized why Joyce had been unkempt these days.

As it got dark, Joyce lit a kerosene lamp in the medicine hall.

"Goo-dong!"

The slow and leisurely sound of the carriage sounded faintly outside the herb shop.

"People, come out and help. ”

Cliff, with a hairy beard, entered the herbalist with its doors open and shouted.

"It's coming. ”

Yarlin, who had not eaten or drunk in the medicine hall, and was still a little cold, hurriedly rubbed his hands and walked out quickly.

The three Cliffs moved out of the car, while the coachman Frankie drove away without lingering.

"Mr. French is a little cold!"

The last time Joyce saw Frankie was four days ago, at the Bank of Orlando.

"Cliff, you didn't say you had this thing, ...... it"

Cliff had taken a small mountain cannon down from the tin compartment, and Arrlin's jaw almost hit the ground, and he hurriedly pushed it into the herb shop for fear of being seen.

The sound of clanging was a little hasty, and the three of Cliff tossed and turned three times before moving everything into the medicine hall.

Closing the door of the brass nails, even Joyce's face was a little stiff.

"This is the 1,000 gold Luo coin weapon you said?"

Jarrin panted and said to Cliff the Bearded.

"It's not easy to find this kind of good goods, and Joyce wants to be heavy on firepower, so I brought it over to show him. Cliff was quite proud.

"Is it a clearance sale?"

Joyce didn't expect a mountain cannon and didn't know what to say in his heart.

"Let's take a look at the goods first. ”

Cliff unlocked the locks of each of the boxes, first pulling out a minigun.

"It's a stiff thing, three boxes of ammunition, all brand new. Cliff introduced Joyce.

As the saying goes, cats have cats and dogs, and Joyce believes in Cliff's professionalism as a guy who has the weapons and ammunition of the MIA.

"Two grenadiers, two boxes of eight pieces of ammunition, two shoulder-fired guns, two boxes of six shells, one small mountain gun, six boxes of shells, one mirror hole rifle, one box of 120 rifle rounds, one box of 20 hand explosive shells, one large-caliber satin pistol, one box of 100 bullets, and a box of 24 sticky explosive shells. The more Arrin looked, the more astonished he became, and the expression on his face was wonderful.

"These heavy fires can now attack small towns with walls. Yarlin couldn't help but mutter.

Joyce first picked up the mirror-hole rifle and aimed it in a non-regular manner, and then then touched the large-caliber Saron with a large arm length and posed a nest that could hold five bullets.

"This large-caliber Sawa, even if it's not a demon hunting bullet, can shoot down a large beast with a single shot. Cliff introduced Joyce.

"The weapon is good, is it the price you said before?"

Joyce whispered to confirm that he had no idea what was going on in the medicine hall.

"Fifteen hundred gold luo. ”

Cliff's meaning was obvious, he had given Joyce an extra five hundred gold lories.

"Okay, I want everything, and I'll give you the money in two days. ”

Joyce didn't bargain and readily agreed.

Being able to sell things to Joyce, Cliff was in a good mood, after all, the two had worked together, and he could trust this young man.

Arrlin guessed that Joyce had to arrange weapons and ammunition, so he didn't ask him to go out and relax, and after Cliff explained the precautions, the two left together.

"No wonder it is said that fighting is money, fifteen hundred gold luo, how much does it cost to exchange it for gold coins!" Joyce closed the door of the courtyard and the medicine hall, and sighed alone.

Unlike what Yarlin thought, Joyce didn't mean to arrange for the carriage to transfer weapons and ammunition at all, but used the lock coffin pendant to gradually collect the boxes of weapons and ammunition, and even a small mountain cannon on the ground was wrapped in the mist and brilliance revealed by the lock coffin.

When the weapons and ammunition in the medicine hall were completely gone, Joyce went to the stone house on the side of the front yard.

A large stone house with an altar of fire in the center, vents dug into three walls, and a stone frame and a passage down to the ground in the remaining wall.

"It's a pity that the altar of earth can't lead to the real earth fire, otherwise the Dan furnace on the seat can be alchemy, and in the end, you have to use carbon fire. Joyce looked at the altered Dan room, entered the underground passage and unlocked the iron door.

The iron door slammed shut, and Joyce, carrying a kerosene lamp, turned to the door of a secret room at the end of the underground passage, and once again used the key to open a metal door.

The metal door of the machine in the basement is the same principle as the volume door of the MIA, but it is a little abbreviated.

To rearrange the herb shop, Joyce spent two hundred gold luo, although it was quite distressing, but he was still satisfied.

In the basement at the end of the passage, there is only a bed and a round stone plate.

The bed was used by Joyce to sleep, with straw mats and bedding on it, and a stone plate for meditation and practice.

Taking off his coat on the bed, Joyce, as before, seized the time to start cultivating the Heavenly Barbarian Skill, digesting the blood-colored mysterious properties in his body.

Although nothing happened for a week, Joyce had a very fulfilling life, especially the books and archives in the library, which also made him feel relieved.

"The bruise on my heart has dissipated, that Sean Redmay is at best in the Secret Qi stage, I almost didn't get him, and I'm still weak. Joyce said secretly.

"The next thing to do is to fully digest the mysterious characteristics in the body, and strive to open the secret source to become a secret one, which may be related to whether I can push open the door of the Black Tower. Joyce used his left eye to spy on the area around the herb shop and on Herb Street, lest Arrin or any other force send an eye on him.

Cliff had brought so many weapons to the herb shop, and if someone stared at or infiltrated and found that many weapons and ammunition had disappeared out of thin air, there would inevitably be speculation.

"No one seems to be paying attention to me now. ”

Nothing unusual was found in Vanilla Street, and Joyce thought that things would be better explained, and it could be said that someone had sent the weapons and ammunition away overnight.

"Maybe I should go to the cemetery to see old Rupert, and besides, the old mechanic's body is under the asylum, and I need to find a chance to steal it out. Joyce calculated.

In fact, it was old Bolton who was in charge of the corpse of the old mechanic, and if Joyce had told him, he might not have access to the corpse of the mechanic.

But what Joyce values is the memory of the old mechanic's eyes.

Judging from the fact that Sean Redmay's memories were extracted and his eyes were shriveled, if Joyce had come into contact with the corpse of the old mechanic through Bolton Sr., and had done something with him, he would have been discovered by Bolton Sr., so he didn't intend to mention it at all.

Although he had learned some of the claims from the Church of the Goddess of Life, Joyce did not believe it.

If he could get the memory of the old mechanic, Joyce felt that Rupert Sr.'s death should be much clearer.

"The herb shop really needs to hire people, so it is more suitable for living, and it can be a lot safer, where can trustworthy people go to find it?" Joyce didn't expect this herb shop to make much money, the key was to facilitate his cultivation and groping for the alchemy sequence.

If you want to be trustworthy, you have to know it, and among the people Joyce knows, there is only one who can barely manage the herb shop, and that is Lady Palemi of the Flame Tenderness Ballroom.

"She's not doing very well right now, maybe I should talk to her. Joyce also thought about the slave market, and wondered if the escape of slaves from the War Repository would mean an opportunity for him.