The Redstone Kingdom is still full of brown and red stone mountains and sand, but the colors in it are more gorgeous than ever.

On the wall of the valley where several avenues intersect is a screenless mirage signboard, and the large characters "Boerdi Commercial Bank" projected are constantly changing colors and are extremely eye-catching.

The hill wall beneath the sign is enclosed by a long, curved building made of magical stone, which has three floors, and beyond the windows hang large and small screens, showing the illusions of various channels.

On the ground floor of the stone is a tavern, which is very lively with people coming and going. The second floor has long counters, which are supposed to be places to buy and sell goods, and the windows on the third floor are small and round, and most of them are hotels and private residences.

Three or four years ago, the building was a single-storey hut, and even earlier it was a dilapidated shack.

There is another world under the long building, the dilapidated cave of the past expands downward, and becomes a large warehouse with an area of thousands of square meters and a height of more than ten meters, and electric lights fill the ceiling like stars, illuminating the whole space.

The old halfling, Bordy, stepped on an electric scooter and patrolled between the shelves. As he gazed, the "Sage Glasses" kept popping up the name, quantity, and time of warehousing of the goods.

There are eel-eye electric lights, electric water balloons, electric scooters, electric transfer machines, electric fans, electric coolers, and warm-up engines, which can also be used by civilians.

There are products that can only be used by extraordinary people, such as float skateboards, float motorcycles, magic guns, spears, and various amplifiers.

In the corner of the wall squatted several gigantic, strange-looking machines, magic food machines, looms, and creation machines. Bordi meticulously checked the condition of the machine and made sure everything was correct, before nodding his head and smiling contentedly to the next place.

Patrolling the warehouse as a kingdom is just a daily ritual for old Bordy, who has the "Eyes of the Warehouse" that can monitor and count the changes of items in the space, so he doesn't have to use his own eyes and brain. There are puppet crabs that can carry and organize goods, and he doesn't have to do it himself.

From the original "Bordi Grocery Store", to the "Bordi Store", and then to the current "Bordi Firm", that is, six or seven years of hard work. For the hundred-year-old Bordi, change is so fast.

The biggest change is still himself, after drinking a course of "blood activator", his back is no longer so rickety, his waist is no longer sore, his legs are no longer painful, and he is also able to walk strongly, as if he is thirty years younger.

There's a lot of good stuff over there......

Bordi expressed his daily routine emotion, leaving the warehouse and coming to the counter on the second floor. Sitting in a high swivel chair, you can see all the transactions at the counter on the second floor, and the screen on the table can also see the movements of the first floor tavern and the third floor inn.

Now the old Bordi is already a well-known big man in this land. There are more than 10 apprentices and more than 30 hired laborers, and the business covers the entire Shilizard Mountain area.

For the elder Bordy, the greatest wish has changed from living longer to having several children. It's a pity that the belly of the few women he raised didn't move, which means that the problem is on himself, and even the activator can't solve it.

He has been listening to the health channel of the Red Union Health Commune, and has been trying various medicines and methods to treat infertility.

It is illegal to listen to the Red Union summons, and the old Bordi naturally does not dare to publicize it, but he is not very afraid.

The Inquisitor of the Holy See of Order is not active in the Redstone Kingdom, and he is also a third-class agent of the Santarin Society and the Void Consortium, as well as a terminal partner of the Adventurer Commune, so no Inquisitor dares to act rashly.

Looking at the counter on the second floor, the Adventurer's Commune is marked by a red-edged stripe with swords intersecting on a spider's web, the three white towers painted with a blue stripe are marked by the Santarin Society, and the gray-edged stripe with the proverb "Money is Equality" is marked by the Void Consortium.

There are not many comptoirs that can act as agents for three organizations at the same time in Redstone.

The Inquisitor will eventually understand that Redstone is not Hadlang, Sachiton, Elanis, or Valentine.

Although this is the territory of the Dawning Empire, the gods who can shine on this land can shine brightly, in addition to the goddess of order, there are also the goddess of commerce, the goddess of magic, and even the Crimson Lady!

There really is a short-sighted inquisitor who wants to make trouble according to the imperial decree, and he will know the real backer of his old Bordi, he is the man of Frogo, the Baron of Lizard Mountain!

And whose man is Baron Flordo?

Marquis Zold-Mildern, President of the Mages Council and President of the Santarin Society!

And whose man is the Marquis?

It is a cow who has been favored by the three gods of the goddess of order, the goddess of commerce and the crimson lady at the same time, and even the Empress of Dawn is afraid of three points!

To tell the truth, old Bordi was a little impatient that he was always so calm here, and he really hoped that there would be a short-sighted inquisitor to jump here, so that he could show the posture and words that he had practiced so many times.

It's a pity that it's been so calm......

Just as old Bouldy's eyelids began to fight, a rude cry woke him up.

"Magic food, the cheapest kind, one hundred and thirty servings!"

He was a stout human man, bareheaded, with scars all over his body, full of anger. There were also a few minions around him, helping to shout together.

This is very eye-catching, the voice is familiar, old Bordi is trying to remember who this person is, and the two counters below have already begun to grab orders.

"Let's choose the basic lunch of the Wishing Network, two silver ales per serving, it tastes good and is enough!"

"The magic bread of the Santarin Society, a piece of three silver eles, with a glass of water, valid for three days!"

The service staff of the Void Consortium next to him crossed his arms and watched the excitement, they didn't do this kind of small business.

Wishing Network is the basic service of the Adventurer Commune, and if you are a registered adventurer, you will have a free share. Outsiders can also buy it, and the price is very low, but you need to spend your own strength.

The elder Bordi also knew that this "wishing net" by Timmy Osquim, the commercial saint of the Red Union, was actually a variant of the Red Union's own "web of everything".

There is everything on the Internet, in addition to basic food, water, clothing, and all kinds of things that are directly converted with supernatural power. More complex items can also be delivered directly to the terminal machine with the option of conveying services.

The Adventurer's Commune's "Wishing Net" is a simplified generic version of the Net, which allows you to browse lists and buy goods with other supernatural powers other than the power of the Red Net.

Old Bordy is not a high-level agent, there is no kind of "courier machine", and the wishing net terminal in his warehouse can only make basic materials.

On the side of the Santarin Society, not to mention them, even the Mage Federation does not have anything like the Internet of Everything, because they can't solve the problem of benefit distribution.

For this reason, the new Order Network of the Dawning Empire replaced the previous Trade Winds Network and the Joint Communication Network, and the magicians could only use the Order Network as the backbone for large-scale communication and interaction, and could no longer rely on the Joint Communication Network to monopolize communication as before.

However, the Santarim Society, which focuses on civilian life and low-level supernatural affairs, has developed magical machines such as magic food machines and water fountains, and promotes the application of supernatural power in the empire through agents at all levels. Behind the Santarin Society, it is naturally the goddess of commerce who promotes this cause.

The two choices of the Adventurer's Commune and the Santarin's Society are not difficult for ordinary people at all, of course, choose the Adventurer's Commune.

However, for this kind of large-scale and cheap customers, there are other considerations.

The attendant of the Santarin Society added: "A piece of magic bread can be broken into three small pieces, even if it is a civilian, as long as they don't do any work, it is enough for a day, and a meal is actually a silver el." ”

Silver El is a new currency introduced by the goddess of commerce three years ago, and it is difficult to cope with the increasing number of extraordinary transactions with gold bushel alone, so the silver El is used to meet the needs of small payments. The Dawning Empire's control over the Silver El is stricter than that of the Golden Bussel, and it is illegal to use the Silver El to buy ready-made food directly, and the Santarin Society will only come up with something like a magic food machine.

The people of the Adventurer's Commune stopped talking, and saw what the owner was running for.

The big man didn't hesitate anymore and chose the magic bread of the Santarin Society.

Bouldy finally remembered that this guy was the captain of the city guard back then!

"White!"

He shouted, and the big man looked up to see that there was a condescending "shopkeeper seat" in the hall on the second floor, wrapped in thick wooden boards and glass.

"Oh, Bordy...... Your Excellency. ”

White's eyes flickered, and he replied weakly, looking like he didn't want to talk to the old man.

He didn't want to, old Bordi thought.

The old man shouted excitedly: "Captain White, I haven't seen you for several years, where do you make a fortune now?"

White turned to the beginning and said: "What kind of wealth, don't you still do your old job......"

Speaking of this alarming change: "No, no, I should do it now...... human resources too. ”

"Human Resources ......"

Old Bordi laughed: "Isn't it still the same!?" I said...... Hey ......"

Without waiting for him to continue to find a sense of accomplishment in this former big man, White waved his hand and pretended to be busy going downstairs.

Old Bordy sighed boringly, this White used to be powerful on his side, at that time he had a humble status and could only be shy to please, but now that his status has changed, if he doesn't have the mentality of a businessman who can't offend anyone, he really wants to fix this guy.

Unexpectedly, everything has changed, but this guy still hasn't changed, and he's still working as a slave trader.

Instructions were sent through the assistant, and the screen on the table was changed to the road outside the trading house, and several two-headed turtle carts were parked outside, and inside were crowded with men and women of all races.

Sure enough, it was a slave trade.

Old Bordi cursed, "I wish you would meet the baron......"

White's minions went downstairs with boxes of magic bread, and White patrolled the cars, shouting obedience and other orders at the "slaves".

The minions broke the bread into small pieces, threw them into the crowd like cats and dogs, and then rolled and fell through their dense arms and even bodies, making the minions laugh and laugh, presumably this was their repertoire.

The slave trade bought nothing but magic bread, and the more old Bordi thought about it, the angrier he became.

After carefully weighing the pros and cons, especially whether White dared to beat himself after he got angry, old Bordy finally dialed a number with his assistant.

"Hey, Guards, Carl or Duncan?"

"Duncan, I'll give you a briefing. I've got a slave caravan passing by here, and I suspect they didn't have proper formalities......"

"They're about to leave, okay, no, no, that's what I'm supposed to do!"

"By the way, can you contact the baron? The leader of the slave trade team seems to be ...... White, the same former Captain White, I guess the Baron must be interested. ”

"Don't tell the baron that I informed you, next time you come to drink for free!"

Outside the trading house, the bread was broken and looted, the water was distributed, and the minions were asked to separate the men and women who were still fighting, and White urged the coachman to hurry on the road.

You can't go through the portal, and the magic guide plane and goblin airship are too expensive, even if it is a magic guide car, you have to burn the elemental nucleus. It took half a month to complete this journey, and he could only earn thirty or forty gold bushels, which made White angry for a long time.

But what can he do? He can't do anything, and he hasn't reaped any benefits from the historical changes of the past few years. also because the attached city lord stood in the wrong line, and he fell into bad luck together.

After spending all his family funds to clear up the relationship with the city lord, the world has changed greatly, and he has no other skills, so he can only find an old relationship and start his business again.

I had to enter the trading house just now, but I was still caught by the old Bordy, and the shrill laughter of the old halfling man still echoed in White's ears, and there was all the problem with chest tightness and toothache.

"Isn't it just relying on that little cub......"

White muttered hatefully, and decided to take a few barely eye-catching female contractors to put out the fire when he rested at night, of course he had to wash it up, where could he hang it now?

The convoy set off, did not go far, the mirage signboard of the Bordi Commercial Bank behind was still very clear, and the metered float motorcycle roared in, blocking the head and blocking the tail, intercepting the convoy.

"Don't move! it's the guards here!"

White hurriedly called the minions who were about to dig up the guy, who couldn't afford to offend, and represented the Redstone official.

Even if the airbikes are full of short stature, ten halflings with one punch, the minions can only grit their teeth and raise their hands high.

Another floating car descended, the canopy opened, and a halfling young man sat firmly in the back seat, examining the slave trading team with a calm gaze.

The little man had a handsome face that was rare among halflings, and he glanced first at the slaves in the convoy, then at the minions, and then at last his gaze fell on White.

At first, his gaze was a little dazed, but after a moment, a faint smile condensed.

The halfling youth greeted him in a friendly manner, "It's you, Captain White." ”

White's cheeks twitched, which made his wound look like an earthworm crawling, making it look particularly hideous.

He tried to put on a smile and bowed his head deeply: "Your Excellency, Baron......"