"Item Name: Walsh's Referral Letter

Item Type: Props

Quality: Excellent

Synopsis: The handwriting of Walsh, the owner of the Pioneers of Wenlan City, said to be handwritten, but in fact it is not so precious, you only need to spend ten silver coins to ask him to write a copy of this kind of thing. The handwriting in front of him was illegible, and what was written was illegible, but at least no one could forge it.

Function: Used to enter the Dark Heart Club in Wenlan City"

Coming out of the Pioneer Bar, Fang Mu took out the handwritten recommendation letter from the boss Walsh again.

It's a big way to say it's a letter of recommendation, it's just a fairly ordinary sticky note with a few squiggly lines scrawled on it......

Oh, it may not be very graphic, so I'll put it another way.

It's like a doctor's medical record, uh, or rather an emerging art form, which Fang Mu can't understand anyway.

But he was already surprised, and at this time, Lesty saw Fang Mu take out this note, and tilted her head suspiciously.

"What did that mean, what did you have in your hand?"

Fang Mu explained slightly, "This is a token of an underground club, you can only enter it if you get a letter of introduction from one of several introducers, and there are some trading items in this underground club that are not allowed by human law...... You don't know, just follow me when the time comes, and today will open your eyes. ”

"Why do you understand everything, how old have you really lived...... But I think you're much younger than me. ”

Lesty muttered quietly.

"You know, Baragü, Father of the Kingdom of Vivian, and I watched him when he was founded."

Fang Mu said casually, but he really didn't exaggerate, this is part of the main human quest, and players will have to experience a wave of memories from thousands of years ago.

"Why are you still blowing......"

The two chatted all the way, and turned into an alley at the bottom of Wenlan City, where there was a wordless house separated by an iron gate, and two strong men with tattoos guarded in front of the iron gate.

One of them had an older face and a thinner body, and smoked a handmade cigarette with his head down, while the other had a big back, tall and burly, like a bear, and the arm circumference of his forearms was quite terrifying, and he knew at a glance that he was a gold medal fighter.

Throwing the cigarette to the ground and crushing it, the older man looked at Fang Mu and the two silently, but he didn't mean to speak first, and the gold medal thug also exhaled heavily, signaling irrelevant people to leave here quickly, not to affect their work.

Fang Mu didn't bother to speak, he took out the piece of paper with two fingers from the four-dimensional trouser pocket connected to the backpack bar, shook it lightly, and threw it at the smoker in front of him.

One of the skills that players must learn for the Emerald Remnant, pretend to be a master without talking.

To put it mildly, the smoker squinted, nodded, and said in a smoky voice, "Walsh man." ”

The gold medal fighter took off the two masks from his waist and threw them to Fang Mu, flashed, and opened the iron door with two clangs, "Please come in." ”

The mask is bright black and delicately carved, with two holes cut out of the mask to indicate the eyes, and a dark blue star runs along the bridge of the nose across the center of the mask.

The room behind the iron door was pitifully narrow, with only a staircase leading down, and a few candles were inserted into the walls on either side of the staircase, but these candles seemed to be more for decoration, and they did not provide enough light to make a clear view of the scene below.

The staircase is slender and deep, like the throat of a fierce ghost, giving people a sense of foreboding.

Putting on the mask, Fang Mu took the lead, and Lestie looked at the appearance of the smoker and the gold medal fighter at the door, and also pretended to be familiar with the pace of Shang Mu, as if he was also a veteran and had been here more than once.

After descending the stairs for a minute, a dark shadow at the end of the stairs slowly revealed its true appearance, which turned out to be a wooden door.

Holding down the handle, Fang Mu pushed the wooden door open, and the brilliant light enveloped the two of them in an instant.

Behind the wooden door was an extremely large space, and the noise of the noise greeted them, and the sound of the two men opening the door did not attract anyone's attention.

The first impression of Lesty was that it was a huge bar built underground, and nothing more.

But then, she seemed to notice something different.

Needless to say, this vast space in front of you is exactly what Walsh wrote on the letter of recommendation, the Secret Heart Club. More valuable than the money needed to buy a referral letter, or even the information about who can buy it.

There are many reasons why the Dark Heart Club is built underground, the main reason being that the underground is relatively hidden.

Of course, the reason why the location here is relatively hidden is not actually afraid that the Wen Lan City Guards will come to investigate, to make a long story short, the owner of the club has already greeted the relevant personnel, and there will be no patrols passing here, and even if they do, everyone will pretend not to see it.

It's just put on the ground so that the idlers don't know about the existence of this club.

The Dark Heart Club is divided into two parts, which are the trading area and the non-trading area, and the trading area, as the name suggests, is where money can be exchanged for something.

Generally speaking, the non-trading area is an area used to chat with each other, play chess, play cards, drink, eat, watch games, and many other things.

Fighting crickets is a very classic form of entertainment, and in the near future, everyone seems to like electronic fighting crickets compared to the traditional fighting crickets, watching two NPC characters fight each other.

This game that can only be watched in the dark heart club is obviously not an entertaining game, how to say it, in a high EQ statement, the game here should be called The King of Fighters, Mortal Kombat.

In a low-EQ parlance, this match should be called a bloody gladiatorial arena, or black boxing.

That's the kind of thing, test how many people you can defeat in Wen Lan City, we are not only superior, but also life and death today.

Of course, when you see an underground fighter you like, you can not only bet on him, but even redeem him yourself, so that he can end the fight immediately and become your man from now on.

And Fang Mu's trip was to find a few potential newcomers to help him work.

It's just that he doesn't want to recruit people when he watches the game, the premium is too high, and buying people there can be described as pure injustice.

So he went straight to the slave market in the trading area.

Unexpectedly, this kind of criminal and dirty transaction still exists on this continent, and the entire Wenlan City and even the entire Vian Kingdom are bright and bright on the surface, but in fact, they hide dirt and dirt, and the flowing blood is black.

It's just that the prosperity and abolition of the slave trade is not a matter for Fang Mu alone, and it is definitely not something that he can change alone, so he ......

He accepted this fact, anyway, he was the one who bought it, and the other players didn't have much opinion.

Different from the retail investors who set up stalls in the goods trading area, the buying and selling process of the slave market is that the slave owner sells the slaves to the Dark Heart Club, and then the Dark Heart Club sells them to the outside.

Fang Mu didn't even look at the rows of slaves lined up in front of the iron cage, and came directly to the club staff in charge of consignment, and said:

"Come to the superlative."