Pvenis is a charming town located in the northernmost province of the Erebonian Empire, the Dominion of Gatapunia. In its surroundings, there are very different natural scenery, the west of the town, is the continuous mountains and forests, the east of the town, is the desolate Gobi and the howling west wind, the north of the town, you can see the Lianyun Mountains with glaciers in all seasons. To the southeast of Pvennis, not far from the famous northern sea of Dazebiro.

Pvennis also only existed as a relay supplement for mercenaries at the beginning, because expeditions to Floling, the capital of the Gatapunia Dominion, as well as expeditions to the Karakum Gobi and Lianyun Mountains, were needed here, so they were also regarded as their own fortress by the Northland mercenaries.

On September 5, 1195, the Green Forest Mercenary Regiment ended nearly two months of training in the mountains and forests and rushed to Pvenis. Seeing the different styles of scenery around the city, the group members fell into a state of freshness and surprise. Lu whispered: "When you enter the city, don't look around like a countryman who has never seen the world, and don't comment loudly about things you haven't seen before, so that others think that we are hillbillies who have never been out of the house." ”

"Isn't this team just a bunch of hillbillies, who were planting wheat the other day!" Duchamp couldn't help but pout again.

As the team approached Pvenis, the mercenaries began to flash in their path. Like the Green Forest Mercenary Regiment, a team dressed in a mess and carrying a mess of harvest behind them can be seen everywhere. When Duchamp and the others arrived here, it was like a drop of water thrown into the sea.

Occasionally, you can also see all kinds of fierce teams armed to the teeth flashing by, and the mercenaries along the way are all looking at them with envy and jealousy.

Before entering the city, the members of the group taught Pvennis the rules: "The city is full of mercenaries and outlaws, guns and knives are sold openly, and anything can be bought as long as there is Mira." If there is no large-scale fire in public, the guards of the Lord's Mansion will not be dispatched at will. There are no police here, and no one will interrogate you on the road, so this is the perfect place for us to hide. In Pwinnis, don't offend the people of the Polaris Chaser Regiment, this is the largest number of large Chasers in the Northland, Pvennis is their base camp, and they take over the security of the city, so they will not mess around, but those who see them must be careful to avoid conflicts. ”

Although Lu has repeatedly explained, after the Green Forest Mercenary Regiment entered the city, the true colors of various hillbillies were still fully revealed, Duchamp watched the members of the group sigh and admire a five-story "high-rise building" for a long time, and his heart couldn't help but be full of a sense of superiority.

The road leads everyone through the bustling streets, squares and high-rise buildings of Pvennes, and into a quaint and crooked small street called Iron Horn Alley, where they find a hotel called "Sparrow" with a simple appearance and compact rooms, and settle down.

The owner of the Sparrow Hotel seemed to be an old acquaintance with Lu, and greeted Lu loudly, Lu Shunkou inquired about the whereabouts of several acquaintance mercenaries, and let everyone eat and drink openly in the tavern attached to the first floor of the hotel.

"It's safe to come here." Lu held the ale glass and shouted loudly with high spirits, venting and soothing the nerves that had not been soothed for a long time. The only people who stayed in this dilapidated tavern were mercenaries, and everyone had long been surprised.

Lu mysteriously introduced that the owner of the inn, "Old Sparrow", is inconspicuous in appearance, but he is a highly prestigious figure among mercenaries, and no one will make trouble here.

After eating and drinking, the innkeeper "Old Bird" came up with a smile and asked, "Road, this rye wine can be drunk to the fullest." ”

"Accept your affection, drink to your heart's content!" Lu hiccups in satisfaction, feeling the fluid rushing through his chest.

The old man lowered his voice and asked, "Looking at your current appearance, have you opened your own hall to bring newcomers?" Big gains? Do you want to ship? ”

Lu Zheng has this intention, if the team does not ship, they can't even afford to pay for the room at the Sparrow Hotel. He asked everyone to go back to the room to rest first, and Duchamp each took a big bag, and came to the backyard of the hotel with the old house sparrow, so that the "old house sparrow" could inspect the goods.

The backyard is a big warehouse, and the old family is skillfully stacking the goods, muttering: "It's not good, it's all low-grade goods, and they can only be sold by the pound." Hey! He suddenly found something, pulled out a big guy from under the pile of goods, and looked at it carefully: "It turned out to be a whole mutated iron-scaled snake, preserved at low temperature, and the meat is still fresh, tsk, good thing." Look at these scales, they have all evolved into steel scale pythons! Tsk, two heads! It was beaten to shreds, and the price was going to be lowered. ”

He raised his head, his eyes sparkled surrounded by three layers of wrinkles, and said to the road: "This python is very good, it is rare to see such a fresh product in the city, the magic crystal in the body has not been dug up, the appearance of the torso is intact, the meat and skin can be sold at a good price, I will give you a whole number, 10,000 meters, and other things are 4500 meters." Well, my price is fair! ”

Lu glanced at Duchamp with an unusual expression, but he remembered very well that when he went down the mountain, he had to carry the wounded, and a lot of gains were lost, not to mention this huge python. He glanced at Duchamp meaningfully, and said with a smile: "Your price here has always been the fairest, how can I not be satisfied." ”

Seeing that the business was going well, the old man was in a good mood and said, "Let your buddies come down for a drink in the evening, I'll please." ”

Seeing that the old finch was refreshing and the bid was quite fair, Duchamp reached out and handed over a package from behind him.

The old finch said, "Is there anything else good?" "When I took it, there were two tentacles in the package, a fist-sized seed. The tentacles were extremely elastic, and they spread out for a full ten centimeters. The old man's eyes widened: "Mutant pitcher plant, the seeds are so big." He hurriedly asked about the situation. After hearing this, he patted his thigh: "It's a pity, I don't know the treasure with my eyes, that pitcher plant has mutated to such a big size, it must have broken through level 5, and its sac fluid is a valuable thing, it should be collected and sold for a lot of money." ”

In the end, the old finch gave two antennae and a seed, and counted another 3,000 meters. According to him, if the seed is taken to the town hall, you can get a bounty of 1,000 meters, but if you sell it to an institution specializing in mutant plants, you can sell it for 2,000 meters, and those two tentacles are not very useful, barely counting 1,000 meters.

After the deal was completed, both parties were in a very good mood. The old finch asked about the preservation method of the iron-scaled snake, and the road was not clear, so it had to be pushed to Duchamp, and Duchamp pushed it to the body of the guiding magic, falsely claiming to use ice magic all the way to cryopreservation. When the old family heard that Duchamp was actually a guide mage who was proficient in using guiding magic, he couldn't help but look at it a little more, and sent a book, instructing him to try to save the rare and delicious magical beasts he encountered in the future, and sell them to him. Duchamp took it over and read it, and it turned out to be specifically about the edible value of various Warcraft on the mainland, called "Delicious Illustrated Guide to Warcraft on the Mainland".

When he took Mira and walked upstairs, Lu couldn't help but ask, "Styry, that python, what's going on?" ”

Duchamp rolled his eyes, knowing that it was difficult to prevaricate. He had a great affection for this big man with affection and righteousness, and he was not afraid of his bad intentions, so he made up a reasonable reason at the moment: "Actually, I have a relic of the ancient Semrian era, which can store a certain number of items, and like meat and food, it will not be damaged if you put it in, but you can't put things with vitality." ”

When Lu heard the words "relics of the Semria era", his face suddenly changed greatly, and he was on guard before and after, lest he be heard.

Seeing that there was no one left and right, he whispered: "Brother, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't ask, this is your secret, don't mention it in the future, this thing is expensive, and if it leaks out a little, it will be in danger of your life." ”

After speaking, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked how many things could be loaded. When he heard something that could fit about three rooms, he smiled and said, "Don't tell anyone about this matter, let's plan it well, maybe we can make a lot of money with this." ”