It's not just an unhappy mood!

Su Mo is actually not a flower in a greenhouse, he has seen much more tragic situations than ordinary people, but such a miserable situation in front of him really only exists in literary works.

There are young children who are crying on top of their mothers, there are old fathers who sit beside their sons, and there are husbands who are dressing up their wives for the last time.

The city is like a monster that keeps devouring people's life force.

"You say, what's going on with all this? Is this progress? Max tilted his head and asked Su Mo, who was on crutches and looked numb: "It's sick, it needs to be healed, it needs to be repaired." ”

There is no need for Su Mo to answer, just chattering all the way.

Su Mo felt that he was witnessing history, and behind all the brilliance was the interweaving of blood and tears.

Half a day was spent almost all of his time, witnessing bankrupt peasants moving into the city to survive, factory workers numb labor, and corpses thrown into the incinerator.

There are also those old people and children who can't wait for their sons and daughters, fathers and mothers to come home.

As Max said, the city is sick, and the proud aristocrats ignore the survival of the poor at the bottom, or simply don't care, so there is a vigorous force lurking in the city, lurking throughout the Federation.

Dracula saw this force, whether it was for ambition or for a higher ideal, and he stood with it.

He asked Max to take Su Mo to see Tallinn hidden behind the prosperity, just to tell him that justice belongs to us.

Actually, it's completely redundant.

As long as you give equipment and experience, no matter what you want to do, you are a special and righteous horse.

"I've always been curious...... "Su Mo asked after finishing his trip to see Tallinn.

"I know you're curious, but I won't tell you, even Count Dracula doesn't know how I did it, it's my secret, Envoy, if you need it in the future, just bring a pair of shoes, and I'll turn you into anyone who wears them."

Max saw through what Su Mo was thinking at a glance, and it was rare to be able to endure it for so long.

"Thank you very much, Max, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate in the future," Su Mo patted his chest and promised: "If you have anything you want to do but it's inconvenient to come forward, leave it to me." ”

"Really?" Max's eyes were full of suspicion.

It's no wonder that he doesn't trust Su Mo, the strength of the player at this stage is indeed too weak, and he can't even beat the guard, at most he is going to bully the rhythm of the beast.

"Uh......" Su Mo was actually polite and polite, trying to win over the relationship between them, but he didn't expect the other party to really have a task.

"My youngest son, Tommy, was once hit by Miller's carriage while helping me get business on the street, and they ran my son off and ran over him without care, when he was eight years old." Regardless of whether Su Mo agreed to take the task or not, Max released the task to Su Mo on his own.

"It's unfortunate." Su Mo's eyes darkened, he didn't know what this Miller family was doing.

"The Miller family has a castle on Lake Miller in the Gal Forest, and I want you to destroy it, can you?" Max was asking in an almost malicious tone.

The fact that his relatives had been killed, and that he had been assassinated many times in vain, and that he was almost killed, this feeling of powerlessness filled him with anger.

He didn't have much hope for Su Mo, and felt that Su Mo couldn't do this at all.

Not to mention Su Mo, as long as the war does not start, even Count Dracula will not be able to do it, because it is impossible for him to enter the territory of a nobleman without permission, especially if this nobleman is still a member of the Federal Assembly.

"Miller's house, the Jarl Forest, is there an army?" Su Mo asked.

"They can't do without an escort, and the Miller family has a huge influence in the naval system, and there are at least a thousand warships ready to go to sea at any time in the port of Maids, and they will soon be able to sail up the Red Sea into Lake Miller from the port."

"I'm not sure if I can help you do this, but if I do, what price are you willing to pay, you know, it's not something that can be done easily." Su Mo began to bargain.

It is almost impossible to destroy the castle of a noble domain.

But this impossibility was invalid in front of Su Mo, because the castle was within the confines of the Gal Forest.

Of the monster apostles that Rifle knew alone, there were two in the Garr Forest, one was the black-backed jackal Vip, and the other was the golden python Nicole.

If the castle defense is not so rigorous, it is estimated that there is no need to transfer troops from other maps.

However, he had to consider the consequences of starting a war, such as whether the Miller family would enter the forest to exterminate these monsters, and in the age of bows and arrows, wild beasts had already been slaughtered by humans, not to mention that shotguns had become popular now.

Just ask the golden python Nicole, and what he wants to know more now is the price Max can pay.

What price can the "......" themselves pay? Max was stunned for a moment.

He just said it, just like Su Mo's kind words at the beginning, he called it cruel words, and he didn't really think about what kind of price he could pay.

"You don't think you don't have to pay for it, my dear Max, it's not in line with the principles of trading." Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, it's that the other party is not sincere at all.

It was crazy to have a monster destroy a human castle, and deep down he resisted doing it.

He would never do such a thing!

"I'm ......" Max fell into a frenzied tangle, he grabbed his hair in pain, and finally said with red eyes, "I can help you modify it ten times for free, how about it?" ”

"Well, you forgot to collect money just now, man, so ten modifications aren't worth anything." Su Mo smiled.

"Well, I have nothing!" Max shed tears of pain.

"Isn't it, your disguise, you don't want to avenge your son?" Su Mo couldn't help but remind him that this cross-dressing technique was very powerful, much stronger than his makeup skills.

As long as you put on a person's shoes, you can immediately become that person, whether it is appearance, voice or living habits.

And Su Mo was very suspicious that what this tinkerer showed was only the tip of the iceberg of disguise, otherwise Dracula would not value him so much, after all, everyone would not open all their hole cards, even in front of their allies.

"No, it can't be." Max's face turned pale and he shook his head repeatedly.

"What you said is impossible, you didn't say it can't be done, which means that your cross-dressing skills can be taught, am I right? Max, what are you afraid of? Your youngest son, who is still lying in a pool of blood, waiting for you to avenge him. ”