When Ornik entered the lord's mansion, the mummy guardian was carrying a wooden box full of gunpowder to the warehouse.

I saw boxes of alchemical gunpowder that exuded strong magical fluctuations.

There was some emotion on his face.

Who would have imagined that two months ago, this weak force, which had only a few dozen arms, had grown to such an extent two months later?

What he saw and heard in the city of dusk in the past two days, he only had two words to describe - exaggeration.

This rate of growth is unheard of.

He couldn't imagine what the City of Dusk would be able to develop in a year, two years, with its current momentum.

In a trance, he seemed to feel like he was witnessing history.

Maybe one day in the future.

This humble territory will become a place to be reckoned with in the desert.

And he inexplicably has a feeling that his hunch may come true.

After taking a few deep breaths, forcibly suppress your inner thoughts.

A few steps forward, after saluting, he sighed.

"Your Excellency Richard, I didn't expect the edge of the army in the city of dusk to be so sharp, congratulations, this time it was a great gain."

He didn't react to the supplies...... You won't see anything in the Luanwei Flower Chamber of Commerce.

In comparison, the mysterious operation of the two residents who became hero units in the blink of an eye attracted him even more.

Richard also said a few polite words, and then seemed to think of something, and asked.

"Onnik, does the Luanwei Flower Chamber of Commerce have a high-quality liquor recipe for sale?"

Onnick was stunned, and then said with a strange expression.

"You may not know it, but wine has always been a high-margin commodity."

"Almost no one wants to sell a good wine, and even if there are those who do, the price is ridiculously high."

"The wine recipes on the market are all bad wines with no value......

Hearing this, Richard suddenly stopped thinking about going to buy wine and coming back to brew it.

He'd looked for recipes on the forum's market, but they were all ordinary recipes with no characteristics, and most of them weren't suitable for the desert — the desert didn't have much material to produce.

If it's okay in an area with rich land, the desert is too barren and has a big limit on production.

That's why he is so keen on cultivating his own heroes, and he has R&D capabilities, so that he can adapt measures to local conditions and create products exclusive to Dusk City.

The yellow sand robe is the best example of this.

Onnick looked at Richard, who was lost in thought, and after a moment of confusion, he still asked what he had just been shocked.

"Your Excellency Richard, I just saw two ordinary residents transformed into heroes......"

Richard looked at the other party cautiously, as if he was afraid of offending his gaze, and smiled.

"I got three magical items with special powers in the Ancient Ruins."

"You can directly convert ordinary people into B-rank heroes, and there is still the last one left in your hand."

Hearing this, Oonic was both envious and regretful.

It's a pity that if only there were any items that could directly transform people into heroes.

The value obtained from the ancient ruins is just as valuable, but it is not long-term cooperative.

Retracted his thoughts from this, thought about it, and said seriously.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your hospitality over the past few days."

"We're going back to Solan City tomorrow morning, and the Lord is still waiting for me to bring back the Desert Crown Honey."

He added another sentence as he spoke.

"The Yellow Sand Robe is also a perfect item, and hopefully the next time it comes, we can trade on a larger scale."

"Sure, Onnick, the City of Dusk won't let you down."

Richard said with interest.

"I'll be going to Solan City in a while, how can I contact you then?"

He'd been stuck in the desert for a long time.

It's been almost three months, and if I hadn't been on a quest, I still haven't seen the world outside the desert.

And the most puzzling thing for him is - why hasn't he discovered the existence of other players in the huge Death Desert?

According to Onnick, there are quite a few players in Solan City.

Ornik didn't think much about it, and took out a wooden plaque engraved with a luanwei flower pattern from his bosom.

"All you need to do is take this wooden plaque to any of the Luanwei Flower Chambers in Solan City, and I'll get the news right away."

Richard nodded, and put the wooden card into the system space.

Ornik seemed to think of something again, and hesitated.

"If you leave the desert, you'd better not ride those undead dragons......"

Richard was puzzled.

"Why?"

Onnick smiled bitterly.

"The reason why the Death Desert is named after death is because this desert was once the battlefield of the battle of the ancient gods, cursed by the unjust souls of countless gods."

"The longer you fly in the desert of death, the more likely you are to get disoriented and automatically fly to the extremely dangerous zone of death."

"Even the undead."

"That's why the Luanwei Flower Chamber of Commerce didn't use flying mounts to deliver goods."

"We've paid a terrible price."

After saying that, he added.

"All the chambers of commerce that don't believe in this fact have paid the price."

When Richard heard this, he glanced up at the skeletal blood dragon in the air.

The expression is a little strange.

Disoriented??

He really didn't seem to have to be afraid...... Isn't the territorial talent of the City of Dusk that the inhabitants can't get lost in the desert?

It's not going to work on him.

"I've seen a lot of flying life in the desert......"

Earlier, in front of the one-way portal that could enter the dungeon, he had also seen a level 15 desert dragon.

Not to mention the Venom vultures and the bipedal wyvern underground.

Onnick explained.

"Flying beings born in the desert can move within a certain range, but if they leave that area, they will also be cursed and lose themselves...... The difference is that the stronger the strength, the stronger the resistance. ”

Richard gradually had a number in his heart.

But it doesn't have much to do with him.

It's your business to get lost, what does it have to do with my City of Twilight?

"I see, Onnick, goodbye to Solan City."

Onnick gave Richard a deep look.

"Goodbye Solan City, my friend."

Jonah Thorin, Andelle's father, a sturdy blacksmith with giant blood, stepped forward with a little shame, propped up his chest, and bowed.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Richard, and I apologize to you for my previous recklessness."

"Adele is the smartest choice to join the City of Dusk, thank you for your support."

Richard looked at the super-blacksmith who had been hoisted up and smoked before, and nodded.

"Adele would be better off in the City of Twilight than in all other places."

Jonah Sorin took a deep breath, he would have scoffed if he hadn't said this.

But now, he nodded approvingly.

He originally thought that it would take a year or two to break through to become a special blacksmith, and Adele broke through in two months, doesn't that mean anything?

Not to mention that the resources that Adele enjoyed when forging the dragon hunting crossbow these days were tilted, and his eyes were red when he saw it.

This territory, which he disdained before, did not expect to be rich to such an extent.

Envy rose in his heart, and as for letting Adele go back to Solan City with him, he didn't say a word.

After the two left, Richard looked at Adele who seemed to have something to say and smiled.

"What's wrong?"

Adele squirmed.

"Lord Richard, can you give me a few boxes of those alchemical flames? I just talked to Master Brown for a while, and I feel like I'm inspired by ......"

Richard laughed.

Good guys, what a science fan.

"Go back and ask Karui to send you 5 boxes, and you can play as much as you want."

He has always been generous to the treasures of this city of twilight.

"But don't delay the production of the dragon hunting crossbow."

The girl's eyes instantly bent into crescent moons.

"Yes, sir!"

It wasn't until they had all left that Richard relaxed.

Going deep into the underground world, the spirit is kept in a state of high tension.

The body can still bear it, but I feel a little tired in my heart.

After summoning the maids and asking them to prepare a hearty lunch, they went straight to bed and slept comfortably.

I don't know how long I slept, but I heard the system prompt in a daze.

"Ding~ The production of all class nests has been refreshed, please recruit the lords independently."

"Ding~ This week is a special disaster week - the beast is out of the cage, please take precautions."

When I opened my eyes, it was already pitch black outside.

I sat up, glanced at the system prompt, and immediately became interested.

Class Lair refreshed?

But the disaster week that came back made his brow furrow.

The beast is out of the cage...... What is this?

He felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

It seems that something bad is about to happen.