"It's the same person who has fallen to the end of the world, so if you can help, you can help. What's more, isn't the role of a businessman a two-way business and goods for mutual benefit? And I have a discovery......"

Renault told the matter of the clock countdown watch, but he didn't see Wu Haojian's reaction too much, just blinking his eyes.

"You found out too?" Renault asked, puzzled.

Wu Haojian nodded, which made Renault a little surprised: "Since you have discovered this, why do you choose a non-combat profession?" ”

If there is a silver lining to the combat profession to get out of the game, then a non-combat profession like the Pharmacist can only wait for death.

"I'm not fit for bloody fighting, and at my age, I'm past the stage of playing to death. Besides, it is impossible for everyone to take on the battle role, and some people will have to make sacrifices to fulfill those players who have the potential to break through the limits. ”

After hearing this, Renault couldn't help but be stunned, and then said: "It seems that you are the person who is really worthy of respect." ”

Wu Haojian shook his hand and pretended to twist it: "How can there be!" I'm just a few years older, and I'm just more open-minded. ”

"By the way, I almost forgot about it." As he spoke, Renault took out the Bright Flame Sword from the inventory and respectfully placed it on the counter and pushed it in front of Wu Haojian. "Return to its rightful owner."

"How's it going, is it still up to the task?" Instead of taking his hand, he asked.

"Of course! Thanks to it, he defeated a lot of strong enemies, and such a precious weapon should be returned to Zhao. ”

Wu Haojian gently pressed the scabbard inlaid with fire diamonds, and the seemingly smooth wooden surface was carved with countless small dots, forming a braille pattern of flames.

"Do you think I look like a man who is short of money?" As he spoke, his hand flipped over, and the Bright Flame Sword jumped back into Renault's palm. "Put it to good use, it's better in your hands than in my safe."

Renault didn't expect it to be like this, how could a stingy profiteer become generous in the blink of an eye.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm just borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, this sword is really not mine."

"Then I can't take other people's things."

"It's really brainless, I lend it to you, and I don't really give it to you. In the future, when the true owner of this sword comes to ask for it, it will not be too late to return it. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I won't pay it back then?"

Wu Haojian stared at Renault's eyes: "You are not this kind of person, I believe in my vision." Even if you really don't pay it back, that's nothing. After all, I owe you a great favor. ”

"Adult favor?"

"Don't hide it, in fact, you opened a store in the North District, another meaning is to help me level up, there is only one way for professional pharmacists to upgrade - make a large number of potions. I will not forget your affection. ”

Renault replied with silence, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

In just two contacts, Wu Haojian had long seen that Renault was a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, and the friendship of the gift sword had always been remembered in Renault's heart, and half of the grocery store in the North District was bought to help him improve his proficiency and experience in refining potions. Such a person is a real friend worth making. Wu Haojian, who has been up and down in the business world for half his life, has never met a really good man like Renault.

Thinking of this, the old and sophisticated profiteer found that his eyes were a little moist, and there were very few things or people like him who could touch his heart.

After everything was negotiated, Renault said goodbye to him and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Wu Haojian, who quickly jumped out of the counter: "Wait, this thing may help you." At some point, he had an extra booklet in his hand, "There is a lot of information about the distribution of Ebudera's forces, although it is a little outdated, and it should be used as a reference." ”

……

It was already dark outside the "Holy Cross" apothecary, and the bright lights and the endless flow of people were more lively than during the day, wanting to come to the victors who had returned from the expedition to find the fate of the spoils of war in exchange for the reward they deserved. Just as Renault was only three steps away from the "Holy Radiance Cross", a few players dressed as adventurers entered the pharmacy, and it seemed that Wu Haojian was busy again.

Passing through the tunnels of the city defense, it is another scene: the empty gravel avenue is shrouded in darkness, the street lamps erected on both sides have no lighting energy at all, and even the light emitted from the humble buildings is unusually dim. Looking around, Renault was alone on the road, except for a ragged homeless man curled up on a cold open-air stone bench.

Is this the nightlife of the northern city of Ebudera?

Reynolds knew that there were many more downcasts, fighting for a bite of barely subsistence bread. A place to live is a luxury for them, and they can sleep in a bridge cave a hundred meters away from Renault, which can be regarded as the lucky ones, and many more people are probably not as good as the homeless man who occupies the open-air bench.

That's where the slums come from, and they have a much more brutal reality than the real world, at least there are shelters for the poorest.

These people live in fiction without dignity, although they have the right to choose to change, but in the face of death, many people would rather live in secret.

Renault is not a saint, not yet great enough to help hopelessly useful players, although he sympathizes with their misfortune in his heart, but all the players who are involved are equally unlucky.

It's just that some people choose a brave path, even if death awaits them at the end of the road.

If you choose your own path, you should have the consciousness to bear the consequences.

Like Renault, his path is no better than that of others, especially knowing that time is running out and there is no way back.

Sometimes Renault is a little envious of those who live in a state of confusion, two years is not a long time, but it is not a short time. A person who is a prophet may not be more comfortable than others, especially in the face of an uncontrollable future.

In the silence of the night, a cold wind suddenly blew, and a black shadow moved rapidly against the ground, no less fast than a sports car, and even more amazingly, such an exaggerated speed was silent. The target of his sprint was Renault, who was slowly moving forward not far away.

After the Battle of the Pyramids, the dilapidated dark blue ripples turned back to their original dazzling brilliance under the blacksmith Jin Hongming's repair skills, and the blue streamlines that flickered from time to time on the brand-new magic robe were simply a light in the darkness.

Even if the stealth thief doesn't activate the night vision skill, he can see it clearly.

Black leather armor, black hood, black gloves, even the dagger that exudes the cold air of the forest is the same black, and occasionally a few candles squeezed out of the cracks in the curtains of the room shine on it, and there will be no metal reflection at all, which is completely prepared for the night attack.

A clean thrust was aimed at Renault's back, judging from the landing point of the dagger, if it was implemented this time, it would not pierce his heart.

Based on a mage's defense and health alone, this blow is enough to inflict irreversible heavy damage.

If you take into account the toxins coated on the dagger, it is not impossible to kill in seconds.

But just after the dagger sank into the back of the other party's heart, the thief's face became dazed, because there was no feeling of cutting flesh from the end of the dagger, it was completely like a stab in the air. Judging from his experience of killing, this is by no means normal.

Sure enough, the magician who was just a few steps away turned into countless molecules and disappeared into the atmosphere like a broken porcelain bottle.

"Mirror Imagery!"

Before the thief who had just realized that he had been in the middle of the plan could draw his dagger, a wave of scorching qi came from behind, his neck tightened, his whole body was lifted, and his feet hung weakly in the air.

Unlike the heat flowing from behind him, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "I don't know whether you live or die, say, who sent you?" ”

The thief had his back to Renault, and he couldn't see his expression, but he could also feel the killing intent oozing from the other party's voice.

The dagger, which still kept stabbing at it, spun beautifully in the thief's black glove, changing from a forward grip to a reverse grip, and stabbed backwards with swiftness. What he meant, even if he couldn't kill Renault, was enough to make the other party jealous and let go, so as to get out of the shackles.

"You brought it on yourself!" Renault's voice was even colder, and the five fingers that grabbed the thief's back collar suddenly tightened, and the thief seemed to hear the sound of bones squeezing from his neck, and even worse, orange flames erupted from Renault's palm, and the magic resistance on the thief's leather armor had no defensive effect, and the whole thing was engulfed in flames.

The terrible screams echoed through several blocks, and the faint lights coming from many of the humble buildings went out almost simultaneously, and the people inside were so frightened by the wailing that they blew the lamps and pulled out the wax.

As soon as the five fingers were loosened, the charred corpse fell to the ground, bouncing up countless embers, flying and falling above the body.

Renault was also shocked by his masterpiece, which was originally intended to be a small punishment, but it turned into a one-sided killing.

Without activating the Demon Fighting Reincarnation, the record of killing level 20 thieves in seconds was indeed beyond Renault's expectations.

In fact, fire magic doubles the effect on stealth thieves, and the poor assassin was still stealthy when he was caught by Renault, resulting in a backstabbing blow that became a talisman to bury the thief.

Renault was not satisfied with his mistake, and the thief did not care about his life or death, the key was to find out who was behind the scenes, otherwise there might be many assassins targeting him in the future.

Renaud closed his eyes, using the natural eye he cast on himself to probe the other stalkers around him.

Sure enough, there was a humanoid figure at the entrance of the alley not far away from the surrounding environment, which was also a stealthy thief.

Without the help of Nature's Eyes, it would have been difficult for ordinary people to spot a stalker standing still, let alone his chest heaving. The scene just now was all in his eyes, and the terrible process made him dare not make any other moves.

When he remembered that his companion had been killed in a stealth state, he realized that the prey in front of him had the ability to crack stealth. It was too late, and before he knew it, the terrifying magician was less than three meters away from him.

Fear took over the entire consciousness of the thief, and in terms of rank, he was still above the magician.

Originally, the plan of the two thieves was to sneak up on the mage in a stealthy state at the same time.

But as a senior dark stalker, he has a sixth sense beyond ordinary people, so that he can perceive a faint coercion emanating from the mage, and that creepy feeling temporarily saved his life, otherwise he would definitely be the first to be slaughtered by the higher rank.