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After pulling those vests off the corpse, Barrett patted the thing in his hand and sighed: "But I'm afraid this stable mutant vest is not easy to shoot!" ”

The experience of the testing period has given Barrett considerable experience in trading exotic objects. Combined with what he has seen and heard during this time, Barrett has his own set of criteria for judging the loot.

Barrett thinks the best is the loot that can be digested internally. This can not only avoid the trouble of trading and other troubles, but also effectively improve the combat effectiveness of the players, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Of course, in terms of the item drop pattern in this game, what kind of characters you kill get what kind of items. This also corresponds to the saying that what kind of gain you want, what kind of risk you have to pay.

It's like the warrior monk's belt that he obtained before, which is the important equipment of that boxer. It was with the power of that belt that the opponent was able to seriously injure Barrett with a single blow to the heavenly general Ben Lie.

However, not every enemy encountered used weapons and equipment suitable for Barrett and his party. So among the items that the team can't digest internally and have to sell, the weapons and equipment suitable for the use of the public profession are naturally the best choice.

Although, on the whole, enchanted equipment and magical artifacts are in short supply of in-demand goods. However, considering the high price, closed information and not very convenient transportation environment, it is not easy to get a deal along with it.

Among them, such as the enchanted spear and sword, it is the best product to build. Because they have a very large user base, whether it is a warrior, a barbarian, a paladin, a priest, a poet, a ranger, or even some alternative warlocks and mages, they can play both.

Since there is such a huge mass base. Naturally, there will be no shortage of buyers for weapons and equipment like this. Conversely, the more restrictions on the use of weapons and equipment, the more niche they become. Even if you have excellent performance, it is not so easy to find the right buyer.

Take this stable dìng mutant vest as an example! The profession of alchemist is not common. It has invisibly narrowed its audience. To add insult to injury, not all alchemists find this stable mutant vest to be a useful item.

Although in the eyes of those alchemists who are good at mutation potions, it is an unusually sophisticated curiosity. But not all alchemists are good at mutation potions. As a result of the specialization, the alchemists who excelled at the alchemist and the alchemy bomb were dismissive of this strange object.

So in Barrett's opinion, it is not easy to sell the stable dìng mutant vest. Relatively speaking, it is still the formula book that is easier to get rid of.

But just in case there is something hidden in the deceased's body. Barrett, who had been teased by Rielly before, directly stripped the corpse into a bare pig.

It was really rewarding to not do such an action, and there were two thumb-sized metal round bottles hidden in the hidden compartment of the sole. Although I don't know if the potion inside has failed, the delicate bottle alone can sell more than a dozen gold coins.

At the same time, the opponent's belt also showed a different side in front of the player. Since leaving the corpse, the thick and pungent smell of potion has been emanating from this belt, and it is not easy for people not to notice it!

"This thing doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems!" Barrett, who shook his belt, muttered.

Hearing this, Rielly felt that Barrett was probably trying to take advantage of the opportunity to get back on the field. She pulled the strap in Rabarrett's hand with some disdain: "What if it doesn't look simple?" If you don't have a magical aura, it's either a normal item that has accidentally been stained with a potion. Then it's a high-level curiosity that I can't recognize. Judging by the strength of the attacker in front of you, Barrett, which one do you think is more likely? ”

"I've seen this strange thing made of absorbent fibers before." Barrett, who touched the belt in his hand, shook his head, "It's a pity that that absorbent jacket jacket is also a magical thing!" Looks like it's better to put it here first. Find the right master and ask him again! ”

Rielly, who was on the sidelines, was now complaining: "It's a tragedy, tonight's loot looks like a lot, but in fact, there is no one that can be used." ”

"It's a bit of bad luck. Since we have encountered such an enemy, what can we do? Wait a moment to get this corpse to the town office, I don't think the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount should not be too stingy in this matter. Barrett draped the black cloak that had been scattered around the corpse again, and then wrapped it to clear his eyes a little.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the two were preparing to go to help the security team members who were trying to restore the situation in the barracks. I didn't expect them to have done their job now.

Although, in Barrett's eyes, the members of those vigilantes are basically a rabble. But these military-trained members are far more disciplined and organized than the average civilian.

Although the previous explosion was huge, the attacker was almost immediately restrained by Barrett, and the other party did not have time to take any further action.

Although the impact, heat radiation, and the splashing of bricks and rubble everywhere hit the sapient beings in the area. However, among these new injuries, except for the unlucky ones who were next to the explosion point, they were basically minor injuries. So the losses in the hands of the people are not severe.

It's just the seriously wounded who were already lying on the ground. Because of the sudden explosion and the ensuing panic and poisonous fog, it has been determined that 5 people have completely closed their eyes. And among the remaining members, there are not a few who have suffered serious injuries.

If it weren't for the fact that the attacker died with a headshot in the blink of an eye. The results in front of them should not be too ugly for them! It can be said that after this battle, the armed forces that Viscount Christol of the "Golden Thorn Bird" could use in the port of Walter have lost the ability to take the initiative in a short period of time.

Although there is still a long way to go before the entire army is annihilated, the Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird" can no longer draw out his mobile forces. After all, the first task of the security forces and the noble guards is to help maintain order and stability in the port of Walter. In this way, they must assign a large number of men to be stationed in various key areas. Add to that the manpower necessary to take care of the wounded. The original strength in the hands of the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount was naturally even more stretched.

But in a sense. There are also benefits for the seriously injured for the seriously wounded. It just doesn't run around like brainless flies like the poor who move freely. In this regard, it is much easier to stabilize the situation, and at the same time, it will not cause a large-scale stampede.

Although the camp of the wounded soldiers who had regained order was still in shambles, all the wounded who were still alive were carried to suitable bunks for treatment. The priests supported by the temple were not too affected by the previous attack, and it was officially because of the help of these masters who guided public opinion to appease the feelings that the originally fluctuating camp of wounded soldiers was able to settle down so quickly. The only trouble is that there was already a lot of healing work, and now a lot of it has been added.

Barrett was relieved to find that the most important issue at the moment had been solved. Although the players did not tie themselves to the chariot of the Viscount of the Golden Thorn, they did not have to leave Port Volta and officially draw a line with the other party. Both sides are also comrades-in-arms in the same trench. Once the armed forces of the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount suffered heavy losses, the burden on the shoulders of Barrett and his party would naturally increase.

Barrett immediately set his sights on another "battlefield" in the borough. But just as Barrett had predicted, most of the members of the camp were not immune to the erosion of the thin green haze that had been before.

Therefore, after the most open escape, running and pushing greatly improved the blood circulation of those poor people. It also caused the small dose of toxin to spread throughout the body in a short period of time.

Among them, the frail elderly, women, and children felt that their hands and legs were weak at the first time. They were either slumped on the ground or leaning against the walls of the building, having long since lost the strength to continue their escape. Coupled with the fact that they had the heart to take care of their families, the number of members who had caused the chaos was suddenly reduced by half.

Then more and more of the civilians felt their strength being pulled out of their bodies. First, the strong man who dragged his wife and children felt out of breath, and then some of the fast-paced escapers fell to the ground when their legs were weak. Even the sinners who took advantage of this opportunity to rob others of their possessions lay on the ground numb in this way.

It can be said that Barrett looked at the refugee camp that had become a mess. Now there are not even many people who can stand. Is it necessary to send someone to calm the situation in such a situation? On the contrary, it is more important to arrange people to clean up the mess as soon as possible.

'Alas! I don't know how many of those old people and children among the poor can survive this difficult time after such a fuss tonight! Barrett couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship when he thought of this.

It's winter. Although the beginning of spring is not far away, Port Volta is also part of the southerly part of the mainland. But the cold air from the north is still showing its last remnants to the world at this time.

In fact, at this time of year, there may be a funeral every few days in the slums of Port Walter – the lack of warmth and harsh conditions make it difficult for the elderly living in the slums to withstand the Winter Maiden.

Now that their homes have been destroyed and they can only use the sky as their bed and the earth as their bed, the situation is not only extremely unfavorable for the elderly who are dying, but even those children under the age of 10 must also struggle to survive in the cold and hunger. Coupled with tonight's pushing and stampede and the subsequent mass poisoning, there are probably not a few poor people who can't wake up the next morning!

Barrett, who knew that his strength was limited and could not help in this regard, could only hope that he would have a corresponding countermeasure with the "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount. But he also knew in his heart that this was just his own wishful thinking.

Disaster relief and post-disaster reconstruction have always been a major problem in feudal times. Thousands of years of success, but no efficient solutions have been found—transportation and information delivery difficulties can make perfect plans on paper a mess when they are executed.

And judging from the previous statements made by the Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird", it may not be that he doesn't want to help these civilians in front of him, so that these excellent labors can be turned into a force that he can control. But Eetasia has been repressed for many years. So that the Christol family now wants to make any big moves, it is completely more than enough to do it.

After shaking his head and retracting his gaze. Barrett turned and walked into the wounded barracks with the corpse. This guy seems to be using his hands that have just touched the corpse. Go and help the remaining wounded to relieve their suffering.

"Mr. Boreham! Please come with your companions to the town office, the Viscount has something to tell you! The envoy of the Viscount of the Golden Thorn Bird, as if he had been waiting for Barrett, heard the voice as soon as he returned to the center of the wounded barracks.

Barrett and his entourage, who got this provocation, could only put down the treatment work at hand, take the corpse and follow the envoy of the "Golden Thorn Bird" to the town office. They were greeted by the reluctant gaze of the wounded aboriginal soldiers—there were already insufficient medical personnel, and then Barrett and Clematis were gone. Bot is a good technician. The time for the seriously injured to wait for medical treatment will be greatly extended.

At the same time, on the way to the town office, Barrett did not forget to arrange in his heart: "Our "Golden Thorn Bird" Viscount is really greedy for life and afraid of death! There was such a big situation outside, and I didn't know if I came out to see what was going on. Hiding in the ...... all day long'

However, after stepping into the gate of the town hall, Barrett immediately pressed his careful thoughts-who knows if the "Golden Thorn Bird" viscount has secretly more than any magic to detect thoughts, and it will be a big trouble if he puts a ship in the gutter here.

What the players didn't expect was that the Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird" did not wait for the players to meet in the office on the second floor tonight as before. The Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird", who had been waiting in the hall on the first floor, asked straight to the point as soon as he saw the players: "What happened to the explosion outside just now?" The news from the security forces is a bit inconsistent. I don't think Mr. Boram will make that mistake like theirs! ”

After placing the body in his hand about 30 feet away from the ballista in the center of the hall. Barrett pointed to the headless corpse and said, "If nothing happens." The previous explosion was the guy's handiwork. ”

"What do you mean by no surprises?" When the Viscount of the Golden Thorn Bird heard the ambiguous tone in Barrett's words, he immediately showed a look of displeasure.

Barrett spread his hands a little helplessly: "He is the only attacker exposed in the previous explosion, and his alchemist clone is also suitable for the explosion. It's just that we can't be sure if he has other accomplices. Maybe this guy is just a smoke bomb released by the other party. ”

"Alchemist?" The Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird" looked at the corpse in front of him with some disbelieving. In his eyes, an alchemist should be a technician who should be well raised to create all kinds of alchemy items - this is a trickle of water and a long way to buy, and it is a bit too extravagant to use it to launch attacks.

"That's right! It's an alchemist. Speaking of this, Barrett emphasized in an accentuated tone: "And he is also a combat alchemist who is good at mutation potions and alchemy bombs. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a big move in the first place. ”

"This situation?" Viscount "Golden Thorn Bird", who touched his chin, immediately turned his gaze to Mr. Esmonk.

The latter furrowed his eyebrows and said, "I have seen the assaults and grenadiers of alchemists when I was in the south. However, the cost of cultivating such talents is not low! I didn't expect the other party to use it as cannon fodder. ”

"Sure enough, only the royal family can come up with such a big hand!" "Golden Thorn Bird," Viscount said through gritted teeth. Then he immediately asked: "Does this guy have any clues on his body to prove his identity?" ”

"A clue to prove your identity!" Barrett reached out and took out the ring with the Napoli coat of arms from his belt bag and threw it directly at the Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird", "This is the only item we can find that may prove the identity of the other party." I just don't know if the two gentlemen can get something out of this. ”

"Napoli? What a weird word? Whether it is the name of a place or the name of an organization. Looking at the ring in front of him, the Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird" was also at a loss.

On the contrary, Mr. Esmunger, who heard the other party's words, immediately asked, "Napoli?" You're sure you didn't misspell it. Let me look at the coat of arms on the ring, if it's really Napoli, I think I'll probably be able to know a little bit about it. ”

Hearing this, everyone present turned their eyes to Mr. Esmunger. It seemed to be waiting to hear something high from his mouth. Also under the burning gaze of everyone, Mr. Esmunger reached out and took the ring with some discomfort, and began to examine it carefully.

After frowning and frowning and frowning and stretching and stretching several times, Mr. Esmunger finally spoke in a "long-awaited" gaze: "If the information I got before is correct. The word Napoli should be the name of the place, which represents the original headquarters of the Alchemist Guild of the "Explorers". At the same time, it is also synonymous with the Napoli academic exchange meeting, which is very important to them......"

The "Explorers" guild is called the Alchemist's Guild. But in fact, in addition to alchemists, their members also include many like-minded mages like you. These members want to connect the supernatural to the natural world. Trying to find a connection between the two, to prove that alchemy is the balance between nature and arcane, the most magical bond.

"But these guys don't care about the means they use to get their goals. Many of them delved into the mysteries of the deceased, and for this they were ostracized by the local people of Napoli. Soon the headquarters location had to be transferred. With the collapse of the old empire, the name Napoli was also drowned in the long river of history. But the group survived. Mr. Esmunger considered the wording and began the final summary of his explanation.

"So it's not the royal family who did it this time?" Viscount Golden's expression became very strange, "I don't remember where I offended the 'Explorer' Alchemist Guild before. How could they carry out such an attack tonight? ”

"If that's what you're worried about, Lord Viscount. I think I should be able to give you an answer. In fact, I still know a little about the "Explorer" Alchemist Guild. It's just that I didn't remember the word napoli from the ancient imperial period for a while. Barrett, who touched the tip of his nose, said with some embarrassment.

"Say anything quickly." The Viscount of the "Golden Thorn Bird" immediately urged.

Seeing that he seemed to have aroused the interest of the other party, Barrett began to talk eloquently: "As Mr. Esmunger said, the 'Explorer' Alchemist Guild was not popular during the ancient empire. And after the collapse of the empire, it was transformed into an underground association......"

Whether it's arcane or alchemy, the study and study of this supernatural power costs a lot of money. As a secret society, the "Explorers" Alchemists' Guild has far fewer financial resources than the overt spellcaster organizations. Even if they produce magic and strange things of the same quality, because of their own insight, these goods will often be deliberately lowered by the purchaser when they are sold.

So it's not uncommon for members of the Explorer's Alchemist Guild to accept hires to complete destructive tasks in order to fund their research.

"Alchemists may have a hard time researching new potions, but they can explode

But it's their old job! One at a time to earn some material money or something. Speaking of this, Barrett deliberately looked at the expressions of Viscount "Golden Thorn Bird" and Mr. Esmonk.

Then he suddenly changed his words: "However, it is not ruled out that the "Explorer" Alchemist Guild and the Etasia royal family have the possibility of further cooperation. ”

A royal family, or the central government, can be said to be a big backer for any secret organization to get a tie to. An official administrative force alone is enough to make those guys who usually don't see the light appear under the sun with a legal identity. More importantly, as the rulers of the regime, they have an unusually rich amount of resources at their disposal.

After hearing this last statement, both the faces of Viscount "Golden Thorn Bird" and Mr. Esmanger became ugly. (To be continued......)