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Rick is in need of mantra to help him be promoted to a first-order professional, and he is not willing to let go of any opportunity. (Money Man Novel Network.) )

As he slowly approached, Rick's ancient face slowly revealed a hint of joy.

This "pseudo-wizard" lady seems to have done her homework. In the jars and jars, a bottle of pale yellow particles was mixed with a fingernail-sized fragment of the abyss demon core like a blade.

The shard's breath was weak, but Rick was happy. Being able to find such an abyssal aura among ordinary items is a great luck in itself.

Previously, Old Wade had explained to him the origin of the bracelet with the abyssal aura, which immediately made Rick temporarily extinguish the idea of finding a mysterious antique.

It was found on the black market of "Good Again", and rumors were circulated from the nobility of the Holy Peace Dove Nation.

If he hadn't been forced to be helpless at that time, Old Wade would not have touched such a sensitive thing, and if he wanted to buy this kind of thing, he could only go to "Come Again".

The "Good Again" Business Alliance, which had just been at war with the Empire of Us, was more sensitive in diplomacy, and Rick had to give up the idea for the time being.

"Mysterious wizard, can I delay you for a few minutes?" A smile appeared on Rick's face, and his hard expression made the black-robed woman very satisfied.

The wooden staff slammed, and the black-robed woman still raised her small chin, but her voice was a little more flat: "Say it, I'll give you a chance to explain." ”

Rick raised his eyebrows quietly, and his voice became even more humble: "I yearn for mysterious witchcraft, but I have been looking for no way, and today I met the wizard, so I want to ask for advice"

Sure enough, the black-robed woman had a more revolutionary friendship with Comrade Rick, who was also pursuing the steps of the great wizard: "You are very good, you understand your weakness, and you seek to be strong." This sentence seemed to be speaking to herself, and the black-robed goddess had a trace of melancholy in her love: "What do you want to ask?" Go ahead. There was a little less rejection in the voice, and a little more intimacy.

Rick hurriedly praised the black-robed woman a few times, and then made a "reasonable" request to see those bottles and cans.

Speaking of those bottles and cans, the black-robed woman suddenly came to her senses, regardless of the difference between men and women, took Rick's hand at once, and explained to him like a few treasures: "Look, that bottle is full of black bass blood, that bottle is filled with some horned sheep's horn powder, and that bottle"

To be honest, it was the first time that Rick had been held by someone of the opposite sex other than his mother. The other party's hands are soft, without calluses in the palm of the mother's palm, smooth and cool, and very comfortable to touch.

When the little fat man saw this scene, he was immediately shocked: "This guy is a good method, and he fooled my sister in two sentences." He wasn't worried about his sister's loss, if it weren't for his sister's talk about witchcraft all day long, which provoked those hot-blooded men to dare not approach, he would have gotten married and had children a long time ago.

Tong Guò talked to old Wade, and the little fat man also knew that this small caravan belonged to Rick. At this age, having a small caravan of your own is a success.

You must know that old Wade, an old merchant who has struggled all his life, was at his strongest, and there were only five or six Shatuo beasts around him.

Therefore, seeing that his sister was so close to Rick, the little fat man not only did not stop him, but asked the people around him to make a "space for two people" for them.

Looking at the gushing black-robed woman, Rick wanted to enjoy a little more hand-holding fun, but he still asked in a sinister manner, "What's in that bottle?" Rick was referring to the bottle of yellow particles containing the fragments of the Demon Core.

The black-robed woman frowned and pondered for a moment, as if she was not very impressed by the bottle placed in the corner: "It seems to be volcanic ash that has erupted." The black-robed woman's voice was not sure, so she simply took off the bottle and threw it directly into Rick's hand, "See for yourself, I can't remember it either." ”

Rick was secretly happy, and he was still thinking of exchanging things, but now he saved.

His entire left hand reached into the large-caliber square bottle, and Rick swiped it a few times, and his fingertips touched a cold shard.

With a thought of it, the fragment quickly disappeared into Rick's fingertips. There was an extra black iron mantra in my mind, although there was only one, but it was also an unexpected joy.

Pretending, and chatting with the black-robed woman for a few more words, under the reluctant gaze of the other party, Rick returned to his caravan.

In the next few days, the black-robed woman began to talk to Rick about "witchcraft", but seeing that Rick was always lazy, she suddenly lost interest and continued to hide herself in the small tent.

The little fat man came over from time to time to chat with old Wade. At the same time, he also probed Rickgan's feet by chatting.

Old Wade didn't give it for nothing, not only did he not leak Rick's information, but from the little fat man's mouth, he found out a lot of caravans.

"Their caravans mainly carry some large-scale materials, which are only available in large inland cities, so they are more profitable than our luxury goods." Old Wade poked the bonfire, added a handful of dry firewood, and said with some yearning.

Rick's small caravan is already very targeted, but it is still not as good as this large caravan with deep heritage. What people are shipping is real hard currency, the kind that will not lose money.

Ordinary people can't get this kind of good thing, it has to be related and connected. Old Wade had come into contact with this kind of businessman before, and he was usually backed by nobles or had a relationship with a large factory.

Rick actually noticed that several of the Shatuomon that were transporting goods were obviously carrying not many things, but their footprints were deeper than those of the Shatuomon next to them.

By chance, Rick saw something as thick as a chéngrén's calf, wrapped in a thick tarpaulin, nearly two meters long, like a cannon barrel.

Rick told Wade Sr. of his discovery, and the veteran trader only glanced at it and judged that it was a rebar axle.

"It should be smuggled to 'good again', the steel smelting industry over there is worse than that of Us, and this kind of rebar axle cannot be forged" Old Wade swore and looked at those pure steel axles, his eyes were full of admiration.

If you carry it yourself, the whole caravan might be able to expand. It's a pity that that thing is a forbidden item, and ordinary people rarely see it, let alone touch it

In the brand-new tent, it was already a little stuffy because of the rising temperature outside. After getting up and washing, Rick lifted the tent and found that everyone was busy.

Looking up at the sky, the big hot fireball was still releasing its heat. The rolling heat wave came to his face, and the coolness on his body was instantly washed away by the sweat gushing out.

Accustomed to a mouthful of water, Rick helped the caravan load and soon set off.

As soon as I walked out of the road, on the surrounding sand dunes, there was a sudden "Oh~!" Who~! Shouts.