First of all, after everyone agreed to find a "liar", there could be no more dialogue between him and the stall owner, and the items involved in the transaction were placed in the middle of the line of sight of both parties, even the original owner could no longer touch them.

The stall owner later took out far more powder and ore than the one on the ground, but five times as much, enough to arm ten Adeptus Chicks.

Secondly, the "crooks" that the West Coasters have worked so hard to cultivate are really frustrating - like the one in charge of Townsend's business, he dresses like a tribal wizard, and sticks his feathers and hides and so on, and successfully dresses himself up as a Christmas tree.

Although he kept a smile on his face, there were too many wrinkles and too deep, and they were actually more ugly than crying.

The leader of the caravan asks Townsend if he needs help, and Townsend asks what the trick is, but the answer is speechless. The leader of the camel team said: "There is no trick, just play with the other party, the so-called liar is also to play the role of a price and witness." ”

In that case, Townsend took the field on his own.

"Distinguished guest, my friend said, his goods do not exchange for money," the professional business crook is more expressive than the average person, but it is also very limited, and he immediately gets stuck: "but just in exchange for some of your time and ......"

"Service?" Townsend was really anxious for him.

"Yes, service! Yes, service!" the liar is grateful: "If you can provide these services, then everything on the table is yours." ”

"What's the service?" asked Townsend.

"Honored guest, my friend needs you to read the words of a book for him, right in the open space in the backyard of the hostel. The liar replied, "The book is about one-fifth as thick as a shell, and as wide as two dark blue leaves." ”

Townsend turned around, and the leader of the caravan gave him a rough gauge of size and thickness—sixteen pages, fifty pages.

"In two days, I'm going back with the caravan, and I can't do it all in two days, so I can serve for two mornings. Townsend spread his hands: "It's okay to read it, but I can't guarantee you'll understand." ”

The scammer exchanged a few words with the stall owner, then turned to Townsend and said, "Distinguished guest, my friend promises that you can exchange two mornings of service for these items." You only need to pay for two mornings, and the rest is not included in the agreement. ”

"But I have a question, you have to answer the truth in order to make the business work. Townsend put away the smile on his face: "Why did you find me?"

After another exchange of words, the liar turned to him and said, "My friend says that his people have tried to go to such a large smuggling town, but the result is miserable, and usually the goods are robbed by others. In a small smuggling town like ours, the average inland man is illiterate and does not know his goods, and those who are literate and know his goods are not willing to read to him...... He'd been to many places before, and this time he had come to Warehouse Town from far away. ”

"Understood. Townsend nodded: "Okay then, I approve of this business." ”

"Very good! business deal!" The liar stood up happily, reached out and took a part of the items on the table as a commission, which in Townsend's view was almost a symbolic fee, and then he smashed a coarse porcelain plate to pieces, and opened his arms and shouted: "Under the witness of the sky, the sea and the ancestors, the two sides agree that there is no repentance!"

The young stall owner then solemnly saluted Townsend and introduced himself: "Hello, strange inlandman, my name is Wahu, and I am the youngest son of a tribal leader in a distant land. My lingua franca is not very good, don't be angry. ”

"My name is Townsend. Townsend said, "How far is your tribe?"

"My tribe is also on the coast, but there is a great wooded forest in the middle, and it takes forty-five days to reach it. Vahu explained, "Townsend, can we speak quietly and safely now?"

"We call this kind of thing 'private talk,'" Townsend didn't expect to be able to teach languages one day. ”

After discussing with the innkeeper, Townsend was given a small secluded courtyard, and of course the fee was fixed, so there was no need to find a scammer. Vahu remained cautious in the absence of others, suggesting that the chiefs of the tribe would also educate their offspring as elites.

But in front of Townsend, the elite education of the tribal chieftain was just a joke, and he didn't have to bother to think about it, and Vahu made things clear...... It turned out that Wahu's hometown had been in turmoil, and several large tribes were fighting all day long for various reasons.

In the end, he ruthlessly gathered his sons and declared that whoever could find a way to deal with the Anomalous Master would be the next chief. Of course, Vahu was still wearing open crotch pants at the time, and he was attending the meeting with a runny nose and fingers in his mouth.

The chief's throne shone brightly, so a dozen of Wahu's older brothers were excited, and they immediately got into action and continued to work hard for more than ten years. Some people choose to gather warriors to assassinate the Anomalous Division, but the result is naturally a failure, and some people trek through mountains and rivers to "smuggle towns" in various places to hire inland Anomalous Divisions, and the result is naturally both human and financial.

If the money is less, no one cares, and if the money is too much, it will usually be robbed, and the brothers who can't figure it out will lose their lives if they catch up with the theory. If the Adeptus kills a few West Coasters, it's not called killing, it's called trial.

The name of the West Coast's desolation spread all over the world, and no inland man wanted to come here to put down roots, let alone a superior anomaly. The only exception is the Dawn Council, the last secret organization to fight the Radiant Church in the interior for a hundred years, and when they fled to the West Coast, the Radiant Church didn't bother to come here to hunt them down.

But the Dawn Council soon got up to speed with the ability that their Masters were supporting the rival tribes of Vahu, or that should be called Control.

After the successive failures of his brothers and even the loss of his surname, the youngest Wahu fell into deep thought. He felt that none of the methods his brothers had used before had achieved any results, and that he had to find another way to become a chieftain.

Vahu thought about it for many years, and finally made a difficult decision.

He said hello to him, and then disguised himself and infiltrated the Dawn Council's training institute in a different place, which, according to Townsend, was a place for training wit.