Once there is a demonic thought in their hearts, it will be strengthened endlessly, and when these people put the belief that Emerald Ridge is rich into their minds, they can no longer be dispelled.

Looking at the unchanged life in front of them, the days they used to envy the most, but now they are extremely disgusted.

Syllable!

Early in the morning, the barbaric town resounded with the sound of leather whips, and a Rhine lion in his early twenties, with a bloody scar, hung upside down on a wooden cross in the central square.

Tick tock!

The blood dripped like summer rain on the ground to form a trickle, and next to it was a neat row of wooden crosses, hung with all kinds of creatures.

Three days!

After the news of the kobold becoming a second-level necromancer and gaining a huge fortune spread, in less than three days, the sound of whipping in this small square has not stopped.

In the past, the leather whip was an iron-blooded means to deter living beings in the Caucasus, but at this moment, in their eyes, there was a trace of disappointment in addition to fear.

Run away!

It sounds a little ridiculous, but for the creatures on the ice field, they can't wait to cross the Grand Canyon of Gods and Demons and go to the land of wealth immediately.

As long as you touch the ground on the Emerald Ridge, it is a golden hoof!

The beggars of Emerald Ridge are better than the mayors of our towns here!

All kinds of rumors covered the entire ice field like locusts, especially after some people successfully escaped to the Emerald Ridge, and the legendary story of becoming a necromancer by chance came like a tidal wave.

Go to Emerald Ridge!

Go rich!

Never before has such a strong conviction appeared in the minds of ordinary people, and wealth corroded their faith in the Caucasus like maggots, and even barbarians joined the army of escapees.

Mo Luo gently put down the water glass, as the former chief of the Liuteng tribe and a direct subordinate of Kaisha, although he was a god at the moment, he had a lot of regret in his heart.

His current position is nothing more than the mayor of an ordinary town in the Caucasus.

The mayor of the town is already a lord in the Caucasus, but now Moro is no longer as high-spirited as before, his town has a total of 5,000 living beings, and his daily business is to supervise the town's residents work, move, eat, and sleep.

The whole town, in a never-ending cycle of docking, doesn't need to think twice at all to know what tomorrow is going to happen.

There was a thick parchment scroll on the table, which recorded nothing more than the normal growth of these creatures, and Moro had no interest in reviewing it, which needed to be reported to the Caucasus, as long as the warriors in the town were qualified, they would be extracted from the Caucasus.

The only thing that he can be praised for is the rate of training of warriors and the fertility rate of the town.

At this moment, his expression was a little lonely, leaning back in his chair and unconsciously recalling the previous life in the ice field, as the chief of the tribe, he tried his best to consider the survival of the tribe.

Now that the tribe doesn't exist, he doesn't have that kind of concern, but at the bottom of his heart is an unspeakable sense of loss.

"If I hadn't left Kai'Sa at that time, wouldn't I have been a necromancer!", Mo Luo's sudden words instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and he couldn't figure out how he could have come up with such a sentence.

Yes!

He was a little numb, numb from the torture of this completely programmed town, and looked up, as if the town mansion had not changed since he came here, and his mind couldn't help but go back to the rebellion against Kaisha, as if he had returned to that high-spirited era.

After all the memories, it gradually condensed into a figure.

"Li Zhen trembled!", or sighed, more like remembrance, his voice was long, he called the name, and then slowly got up from his seat, he knew that the invasion of this wasteland was unstoppable.

It's not that he can't, it's really no way.

Li Zhenshu did not use force, nor did he punish anyone, but it was such a casual rumor that caused the calm ice field to roll.

The wasteland isn't that good, and it's not like you can pick up gold by bending down!

Mo Luo knew, but what was the use of this, even he couldn't help but tremble when he heard about the money beauty, let alone ordinary creatures.

Walking on the street, the words "Emerald Ridge", "Necromancer", "Undead Factory" and "Make Money" came to my ears.

"I heard that the price of rose smoke bullets has risen again, and seventy bullets can be exchanged for one magic crystal coin. ”

"Wasn't it a hundred before, why did it rise so fast?"

"I don't know, I heard that the price has risen suddenly, and Emerald Ridge is in urgent need of this batch of goods now, and the necromancer's salary should be doubled. ”

Moro smiled, if he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would have thought it was the merchants of the wasteland gossiping, but it was the people of his town who said it.

Price increase?

Moro frowned, he was speculating on the authenticity of what he had just heard, that there was a demand for goods, and that the price increase meant that these things were in short supply.

He is not an ordinary creature, on the contrary, he has a lot of research on Emerald Ridge, rose smoke is not an ordinary thing, this is a bullet, a real munition.

Li Zhenshu can actually sell this kind of thing?

Sell to whom?

Where is the market?

At this moment, in the Whale Tavern, Li Zhenshu's room, Klaas, who used to have a cold face, is now full of laughter, and there is a black pocket on the table separated from him and Li Zhenshu, and the pocket exudes a faint fluctuation of rules.

It's exactly a bag of Yuanshi!

The coffee on the table, which has bottomed out, has obviously been talked about for a long time.

Cacross, Klaas, Clover, in addition to these three smugglers, there is also a rather young fair-skinned human, and the only thing that makes Li Zhenshu's attention is that the other party has a pair of red eyes like blood.

This man's name is Rodman, and he is also a smuggler, and according to Clover, he is a fat sheep that can be trusted.

"Fifteen thousand Corrosive Hearts is a bit too much. Li Zhen shook his head, just now, after some strict bargaining, Clover threw out a horror business.

He was going to buy fifteen thousand Corrosive Hearts in Emerald Ridge.

"Don't say that, Jade Lord, I still know your ability, although it's a bit troublesome, but we will take care of some in terms of price, besides, I brought you a new friend this time, his ability will definitely satisfy you." Klasby talked a lot as usual, with a smile on his face, and obviously made a lot of money from the trade he had just made.

Li Zhen trembled and couldn't wait to knock this business down, but he couldn't panic, everything needed to be trickled.

Fifteen thousand sounds like a lot, but in the wasteland, a factory assembled by more than thirty necromancers can produce three in a day.

It's just a few days' worth of production from dozens of factories.

Moreover, this is still a first-level necromancer, if it is a second-level necromancer, it will produce more, and fifteen thousand pieces is really not a problem for Emerald Ridge.

As for Yuanshi on the table, he didn't even look at it, he wanted to test how popular his bullet really was.

The second is to exchange for something that money can't buy, preferably to increase the level of the necromancer.

Ordinary beings have reached the limit of becoming second-level necromancers, and if they do not improve their spiritual cultivation, the development of Emerald Ridge will definitely be hindered.

Li Zhen sighed heavily, "The price, it's still according to the import price, I can't be greedy for people's money, after all, I have to do business all the time in the future, but now that the Jade Ridge has not opened, it won't be much use for me to ask for so many magic crystal coins." At this point, he is no longer speechless.

Arcrose laughed, "The Emerald Lord wants some resources. ”

"Your Excellency still knows me, and everyone knows that Emerald Ridge will have a territory assessment in the future, if you can't pass it, there is no need for my territory to exist, so..."

"What do you want?", without waiting for Li Zhenshu to finish speaking, Rodman, who had been silent on the side, asked directly.

Li Zhen trembled and wanted to go around a few times, but seeing that the other party was refreshed, he was not stubborn, "A complete set of necromancer meditation rules, if Your Excellency can provide it to me, I will provide you with each corrosive heart at the price of five magic crystal coins!"

"The Jade Lord said that it was a joke, the Heart of Roses is at this price, and the Heart of Corrosion is also at this price. Klaas asked.

Li Zhen shuddered and laughed, "Your Excellency Klaas has already run a lap, could it be that my price is unfair?"

"Five magic crystal coins?", Rodman muttered, "The Necromancer Meditation Method is a whole set of I don't have that ability, but I have a set of monarch cultivation on hand, although it is a little low-level, it may meet your requirements." ”

Monarch cultivation?

Li Zhen trembled and was stunned in his heart, isn't this also possible to practice by himself?

Make up your mind right now, and take it down no matter what.