Strictly speaking, although Qibao is in the rampant clan, he was originally a member of chaebol e-sports, and he is a relatively high-level figure in chaebol e-sports.

As I said before, chaebol e-sports is not a good commodity on the table, Qibao is the ceiling of combat power inside, and a mage with 7,000 points may not even be able to hold up a flying thorn in Big R, but they have an advantage that is Meng Xin, and Meng Xin will always have equipment growth no matter what.

Although the name of chaebol e-sports is a local tyrant, it is actually just a life union, so it is the first choice for many new players in Dongdalu, but it is also helpless in the face of those humanoid Gundams who have passed the 16,000 mark when they encounter high-level robbery. Even if he made equipment, his biggest goal was just to get a dungeon.

There wasn't much gossip, but due to the lack of summoning beast rations and the fact that it was getting late, the two of them simply took the carriage to the Golden Plains to make plans first.

The lord of the Golden Plain once proudly said that even if an unprecedented natural and man-made disaster caused everyone in the Eastern and Western Continents to rush to the Golden Plain, even if the land could not be cultivated for various reasons, the food prices in the Golden Plain could be maintained steadily for three years. Even if this is a big sentence, its proportion of grain production in the western continent can also be seen.

Even if the neighbor is the notorious place of Hell Swamp, it still can't stop the Golden Plain from becoming the trading center of basic products, there is a peculiar tree species called "lightning strike wood" in the local area, this tree has no long life, every time there is an adult's waist thickness will attract lightning strikes, the wood section after being struck by lightning is not only not coke, but glows with a faint blue, is an excellent material for carriage axles and carvings, and has been hyped up by merchants from the East and West continents in recent years. As a result, the land is rich in fertility.

The land is dusky in the summer due to the abundance of cereals.

The two of them casually found a coastal inn to rest, even if it was late at night, the coastal area was still brightly lit, and the hot fireworks blurred everything.

When the waiter of the East Great Road Battle Demon Clan saw them, he asked stiffly, "What to eat and drink?"

It's no wonder that the waiters don't know how to do business, the War Demon Clan was originally the East Road race, but it has not been recognized by Hariran, although the beast spirits are scattered all over the Harila Continent after losing their steppe empire, but at least they are a small force, and the War Demon Clan has not even been recognized as intelligent creatures by the other two races in the past three hundred years.

Three hundred years ago, in the battle of destruction, the war demon kings "White Bone Fang" and "Flower Fang" mysteriously disappeared, and the once fanatical and warlike war demon army was almost wiped out, and then it was almost wiped out by Hariran and the beast spirit. After that, there are three hundred years of dark slavery history, and a small number of war demons are treated as high-level pets or thugs, with dark copper chains. As Harriland's granary keeper or a hunt for pleasure at the hands of the beast spirits. There are also a small number of war demons smuggled across the sea to the Western Continent, where their lives have not improved much.

The war demons will not rise again, never.

"Drinking?" Qibao skillfully wiped the wine glass with a tissue and tapped the coarse porcelain plate.

"Nope." Drinking is easy to make mistakes, even as an adult, Brother Tiger has never touched a wine glass again.

In two places, people cannot believe half a word---- wine table and bed.

Soon the waiter brought a meal for two. Qibao ordered a fruity burger, oatmeal porridge with coarse-fed ham. It seems that he is not going to drink either.

Brother Tiger doesn't like light very much, so he asked for tuna eyes, red stewed calfknop, and mutton wheat soup.

The restaurant doesn't have a lot of space, and the two elves at the next table seem to be discussing the quality of the restaurants that have been frequent in the Golden Plains lately. It is said that for some unknown reason, a large amount of beast meat from the Hell Swamp was sent to the Golden Plains, and after being marinated in the condiment, the desperate smell of decay became negligible, and some gourmets were inevitably tricked.

Brother Tiger thought of the small slaughtering workshop where he met the gray-robed dwarf in the Hell Swamp, and he was a little sick to his stomach.

"Artes!" Elven prostitutes writhed and danced, and the men laughed. Passing them a glass of wheat wine might have been enough to have a not-so-lonely evening, but it was clear that neither of them was on their minds to do so.

"I remember what you said......" Brother Tiger asked seemingly casually.

"Ah, it's very simple, I asked you to join the rampaging clan, you help us with the new new capital of the expeditionary team, remember, it's chaebol e-sports, not the rampaging clan." Shippo swallowed the last bite of wheat porridge and wiped his hands contentedly.

"But I'm poorly equipped, and you're hurting your face like this."

"Don't pretend, I know what you bought, plus the war pet you just got, your combat effectiveness is definitely not low."

Qibao smiled and debunked him: "Two days ago, a studio in our guild received an order, and a person on the website asked for a holy relict grandmaster's one-handed pistol and an immortal grandmaster's one-handed knife, the gun is the main hand, and the knife is the deputy, and they were all purchased by the same person, and it cost a lot of money." The studio was amazed at the time, saying that such a dual-wielding assassin could at least be able to match Nilu five or five even if the armor was more rubbish, with the blessing of spear armor and knife crit. ”

Brother Tiger's gaze began to sharpen: "But as you can see, I didn't use it when I was in the next dungeon." ”

"That's right" Qibao was lazy: "Because I know that for you, the damage of the Holy Relic Grandmaster Spear has reached the extreme, but the Immortal Knife can still be improved, so you are waiting, waiting for a chance to strengthen it, in other words, that is, in the past two days, your equipment will be much stronger than any of the four of us just now."

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"So," Brother Tiger interrupted him, "Why should I owe you a favor?" Since I only need to wait a few days before I can join the Rambers......"

Qibao said in a gloomy tone: "Although your equipment will be very strong, but you may not know the situation within the Riot Clan, the Riot Clan is the strongest among all the guilds in Dongda, but all kinds of factions are also the most chaotic, everyone wants to stuff those players in their guild who are not high in combat power but urgently need to tie gold to upgrade their equipment, but the number of people limited by the union is only five hundred, although Lao Wang can endure the sand in his eyes, but some things still can't be too much, do you know the original expedition team on a moonlit night and clear sky?" ”

"It seems to be called Bright Moon Serenade......"

Qibao was straightforward: "Two days ago, except for the moonlit night and clear sky, all the other people of Bright Moon Serenade were swept out of the rampant clan because of the ineffective battle. Because she is a female player and a rare wet nurse, she continues to stay in it to enjoy the boss's gold bonus. ”

"Is that realistic?" Brother Tiger's face twitched.

"So in addition to Lao Wang and his violent family, there has always been a lot of open and secret fighting between other forces, after all, there are so many people, Lao Wang thinks that he is carrying away the fish belly, but in fact, many of them have the secret slander of other forces."

"Okay, I'll join you, but don't have too much confidence in me, this kind of thing, I can't say." Brother Hu left an ambiguous sentence and was about to leave, but Qibao stopped him: "Don't go, tomorrow is a good opportunity to earn honor." ”

"What?"

"Battle for the Golden Plains"

As he spoke, outside the small restaurant, a mournful horn sounded that seemed to be about to break out of a great conflict.