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According to Fang Jin's previous request, torches were planted around the stone wall defense line in the camp early. It is tied with cotton soaked in grease from the corpse of a demonic beast, and a single spark can burn for most of the night, brightening the nearby lights.

In the civilian area, it was dark, and there was no light in the fire.

The frightened civilians, if they thought that this monster attack was a small fight, then after four or five waves of attacks during the day, no one would think so anymore. They remained in the dark tent in terror, and were asked not to make any noise, but to listen to the movement outside with their ears pricked up, or to pray silently in their hearts.

It was undoubtedly an unusually difficult and long night for them.

But for the professionals, especially the high-level leaders of the camp such as Wei Gong and Wang Jiuling, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Jin's light control and sound silence really worked. After nightfall, the two corrupted eagles still flew above the camp. At lower altitudes, the pros can even hear the flapping of their wings, but they no longer swoop down easily.

Obviously, the darkness has a great impact on their vision, especially when the perimeter of the defense line is brightly lit.

"Finally, I can worry a little less."

Before the camp was broken, several civilians died for no reason, and Wei Gong was also annoyed. Now there has been no movement for more than half an hour, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

As for the ordinary demonic beasts that were still attacking the camp, although their strength had not diminished in the slightest, because the professionals had withstood the first few waves in the continuous attacks, they were gradually getting used to that level. In addition, the dropped equipment was distributed in time, and several professions were also upgraded in battle, and the overall strength was stronger. It feels like there's less pressure on the professionals.

"Thanks to Brother Fang."

After half a day of fierce fighting, Yin Tianxiong has changed from being unconvinced to being truly convinced.

Seeing the large number of demonic beasts pouring out of the spatial cracks, he knew very well that if Fang Jin hadn't come to warn in advance, and personally commanded and participated in the battle, the camp would have collapsed long ago.

And now, although there is still no deadline for the spatial rift to disappear, at least the defensive forces in the camp can continue to support.

Yin Tianxiong's words resonated.

Other professionals in the vicinity, but anyone who could speak, also expressed their admiration for Fang Jin.

There is no doubt that this kind of spontaneous and heartfelt respect is good news for Fang Jin, who came from afar to warn. But Fang Jin was not as optimistic as others, and he was worried about two issues in his heart.

The first is naturally the free skill of Wei Gong's previous life.

If he followed the trajectory before his rebirth, Fang Jin thought that the camp should have been breached by now. Wei Gong's skill book that can use swords and shields at the same time has probably already been purchased.

But at least until now, Fang Jin hadn't seen that skill book appear.

That was an existence that could create a Silver Peak to fight the Golden Rank, and if he missed it because of Fang Jin's own interference, he would be very sorry.

Second, of course, there is the current crisis in the camp.

Just because a professional can defend the offense during the day doesn't mean that he can do it at night.

For example, when Fang Jin had just broken out in the last days to save Lu An and others, he encountered a dark Sutter sentinel. The other party can be almost invisible in the night.

If it was the spatial crack under the Cuiling Mountain, similar monsters would also emerge, and it would be troublesome.

That's why he asked for enough light around the defensive line.

Then there is the element of protracted war.

Although the spatial rift below was unstable, based on Fang Jin's experience, it might self-destruct within a day or two. But for how long, he didn't dare to pack the ticket. Today's defense during the day, although there were no casualties, it was at the cost of consuming almost all the consumable potions accumulated by this group of professionals since the beginning of the apocalypse!

After that, if you encounter an attack again, the priest is out of blue at the critical moment, and there is no mana potion, what should I do?

"Wait...... It seems that there is a way to do it! ”

Fang Jin, who suddenly thought of something, subconsciously took out the inconspicuous conch model horn from the storage backpack!

Fang Jin in his previous life was not qualified to obtain this, and it was precisely because of this that he didn't think of using it in the first place.

The black-robed merchant's clarion call!

This thing, of course, will automatically blow when No. 0682 comes, guiding Fang Jin to trade. But there is a more subtle function, which is to take the initiative to blow and summon the black-robed merchant to come!

Of course, since it is an active arrival, the treatment is completely different from that of you finding the door yourself.

Not only is the price of the items sold more expensive, at least two or three percent higher than the market price, but there is also a lower limit on the amount of consumption, and a month-long re-summoning interval. If you casually spend a few hundred gold coins and use your horn to summon the mysterious merchant to come, then I'm sorry, there will be no next time.

The mysterious black-robed merchant will directly recycle the horn he sent!

On the contrary, it is necessary to spend at least a staggering 10,000 gold to meet the minimum requirements of the other party - and the price is not fixed.

If there was only Fang Jin alone, he would naturally not be able to make up so much money. Even if he can take it out, he may not be reluctant to spend it all in one go. But there are nearly thirty professionals here!

If everyone pools money together, each person will get a few hundred gold coins, and it will probably be no problem.

So......

Not only can you buy supplies directly from the black-robed merchants, but you can also sell a wave of freshly baked materials along the way. Moreover, this 10,000 gold is counted in the bet contract between Fang Jin and No. 0682 for 200,000 gold coins!

It was just perfect!

With a decision in his heart, Fang Jin felt that the pressure on his shoulders was much less.

Of course, he wasn't going to summon it now. First, the situation has not yet reached the worst time, and some professionals may not be willing to collect money to buy supplies and distribute them equally; Second, after all, it is necessary to reach the end of the mountain, and Fang Jin can only reap the greatest gratitude by summoning No. 0682, isn't it?

During this time, you can also consciously collect more materials.

On weekdays, the materials will pass out the magic power, and there is no way to store them, but at the moment, according to his estimates, they will be sold tomorrow at most, so they can naturally be prepared in advance.

"Brother Wei Gong, come over here."

Fang Jin beckoned to him, and then pointed out several kinds of magical beasts that he often encountered during the day, explaining the parts of the materials on their bodies and the methods of collecting them.

"Collect these things?"

Wei Gong was a little surprised, and didn't quite understand Fang Jin's intentions for a while. But seeing his determined eyes, he didn't question it, nodded and ordered.

Obviously, what happened after half a day has established trust and confidence in Fang Jin's heart.

"The sixth wave of Warcraft attacks is here!"

A low-voiced cry alarmed the resting professionals, and the camp that had finally been quieter after dark was filled with slaughter again.

But this time, a deadly crisis crept in out of their sight.

Not the camp frontage, but the south-west direction, which is ignored during the day!