While the team was engaged in an unusually fierce battle in the Enchanted Wasteland, a place not far from here was a different scene of surging luxuriance.

"Alas, you're talking about you, hurry up... Don't delay your efforts!" A shout in the noisy crowd seemed very abrupt, it was a man in a vest with a sloppy beard, I saw him bare-armed, a body of tendon meat, pointing at the group of people carrying goods.

"You, too... Do you know how much money I'm going to lose?!" The man had just finished urging the front, and when he turned around, he saw an old man in his sixties dragging at the end of the line, carrying two baskets of ore, taking a step and resting twice, and suddenly became angry, and scolded him for kicking him to the ground.

The white-haired old man fell to the ground, fell on his back, overturned the basket, and scattered the ore all over the ground, but the man didn't seem to be relieved of his hatred, and walked forward with his hands on his waist and scolded, and scolded, "Old thing, don't get up quickly!" I don't raise idlers, if it weren't for your son dying in my mine, I wouldn't have been so kind to let you, an old fellow who can't open his legs, work with me... Go and go, pick them all up, and hurry up to keep up, otherwise you will get out of the way with Lao Tzu!" "The man was getting more and more energetic the more he talked, and he wanted to give the old man a little color to see, and teach him to rise and remember, but when he saw more and more people coming around, while watching the excitement, he exchanged words and a word, and he couldn't wipe off his face at once, and he was also a little famous on this street, and he couldn't be ruined by this little thing.

When everyone saw that the protagonist was gone, they also dispersed in a hurry, leaving the old man who was still sitting on the ground stumbling to clean up the mess.

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It is not surprising that this kind of situation abounds in this palm-sized place, and this is only a remote corner of the continent, and this scene is only a small microcosm of the thousands of stories that happen every day. It's just that it's only intensified in the area in recent times.

This cannot be blamed on the callousness of human nature, because in this turbulent magical world, only strength is the supreme law, and this strength comes from money and ability, and even the ability of a mage or fighter is comparable to that of the ruler of a political capital.

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Not far away, next to a temporary stall set up by a cloth tent on the side of the street, stood a mother and son.

"Erniang, let's go help the old man, okay. A childish voice sounded quietly, and I saw a boy as old as six or seven years old, dressed in gray cloth, with a dark blue collar and a blue turban on his head, and at this time, two fat hands were pulling the corners of the woman's gold-embroidered skirt beside him, and kept fiddling.

Look at the woman again, with a delicate face, but it is difficult to hide the traces left by the years, fine lines quietly crawl all over the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her affectionate eyes have long been gone, and even a little hazy and gray, revealing endless vicissitudes, at first glance it is a person who has been weathered.

She didn't say anything, just grabbed the child's shoulder, turned away, and the moment she turned around, she clearly saw a trace of sympathy, pity and déjà vu pain from the fluctuation of her eyes, but she still didn't turn around, nor paused, just took the child into a three-story wooden building, the building was lit up with lights, the verandah, the wooden pillars carved dragons and phoenixes, and the pillars at the entrance of the hall hung two plaques with vermilion and gold lacquer, on the left side of the 'spring breeze ten miles of silk and bamboo music', on the right side of the ' The bright moon gallops drunk and lies in the arms of the king', and the plaque hanging high in the center has three gilded characters "Manchun Pavilion".

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This is a market near the northwest of the Magic Wasteland, less than two miles away from the Tianya Cave, because of the abundance of minerals here, the concentration of monsters, most of the hunters and miners gathered nearby, so with the increase in the flow of people, in order to increase income and facilitate supplies, magicians, warriors, businessmen, and even government agencies have gathered here, and Zaifeng Market came into being.

When the bazaar was first built, it was originally just a simple grass hut to feed livestock, a simple wooden house for travelers to rest, and some temporary warehouses to store minerals and monster materials, and the periphery protection was extremely simple, even if a low-level demon beast attacked continuously, it was the most ordinary low-level low-level defense circle that would collapse even if a low-level demon beast attacked continuously, and it probably could only play a warning role.

A few months ago, due to the increasing activity of the earth's crust, several extremely violent earthquakes occurred one after another, and the surrounding terrain and landform have undergone earth-shaking changes, with countless mountains collapsing into plains, plains breaking into canyons, underground glaciers springing up into rivers, and underground magma erupting to form mineral veins.

Many abnormalities caused by this began to appear, and monster riots were frequent. There is no major war between the two demon races, even if it is a beast tide, it is only a low-level demon beast that will only occur once in a few years, but within a few months, there have been several riots here one after another, and the events of the demon beast group attacking humans have appeared one after another; Extinct flora and fauna are beginning to emerge in droves, and the weather is unpredictable, often sunny one moment and cloudy and windy the next.

And what makes everyone's eyes red is that all kinds of scarce resources have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the hunter team, lone mage, and various forces from all over the world have been attracted, adding up to no less than 100,000, not including the business trips that came into being as the times came into being, and wanted to use the east wind to make a fortune and start a business.

Speaking of doing business, HSBC Bazaar is different from other common major bazaars, in addition to the weapons and armor shops for daily supply equipment, all kinds of healing pills and herbs for the treatment of accidental injuries, magic books and scrolls for learning and use, restaurants and restaurants for eating and lodging, and small vendors selling groceries on the street, the most lively is the entertainment place for people to recreation and release pressure. Even the problem of ordinary people's boring life and inner emptiness.

Due to the recent emergence of a large number of mineral resources and monsters, all kinds of people are flocking here, making the scale of this place nearly ten times larger, in addition to all kinds of daily supplies in short supply, but also in order to obtain the maximum benefits before the effective forces of the government agencies organize to take over here, a large number of additional people have been sent to mine ores and hunt monsters day and night.

But whenever people are always tired, it is precisely for this reason that the entertainment venues in the bazaar have become the most people's choice to release their pastime after tea and dinner, the most famous of which is the "Manchun Pavilion".