Chapter 32: Wednesday on a Rainy Day
The next morning, fine rain once again enveloped Nanlos.
Wednesday is not a day off, and people are busy again.
Arthur brought the beef that had been simmered overnight to the table, the soup was clear, and there was oil on the top layer, and the beef was already soft.
After tasting a dice-sized piece of beef, Arthur narrowed his eyes pleasantly.
Although it is not as good as a real chef, the food you cook will always directly add points, making its deliciousness expand by 1-10 times on the original basis.
The expansion multiplier depends on the level of hunger.
This morning's beef, swelled 5 times.
And when Arthur cooked the noodles, the swelling quickly reached 10 times.
Shallots, coriander, sprinkled on the beef noodles in the bowl, green and white echo each other, Arthur, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but pick up the bowl and take a sip of soup.
The soup is moderately salty and has a strong meaty flavor that is appetizing.
Especially when the red pepper is added to it, it stimulates the taste buds.
At this moment, Arthur is extremely grateful to the city of South Los, as the city with the largest port in the whole of South County, relying on the well-developed shipping, which allows him to eat enough kinds of food.
Chili peppers are one of them.
Of course, shallots, coriander, and many spices too.
In the farms around South Los Sulos, peppers, shallots, coriander and many spices have long been essential crops and the main source of income for the farmers.
However, no farmer has made a fortune on these cheap condiments and spices, which can be called expensive.
Because......
Taxes are to be paid!
The master of South Los is no fool.
Although it has a good reputation, it is definitely not merciful, especially in the face of tax evaders.
Even the old Charlie, who is a 'psychic medium', has to pay a tax of 29 sow a year, which is a tax that meets the requirements of middle-class, clerical work.
Suck, suck!
Arthur gulped down his noodles, his mind flashing memories of the Count of Nanlos.
There aren't many memories of this.
In fact, the identity of the previous body only knows such a person.
The Earl, in the memory of his predecessor, was more like a symbol.
For the vast majority of people, this is true.
Including Arthur.
He would definitely not do more than thank you, even if the other party was the owner of Nanlos that he had just thanked.
After all, in Arthur's opinion, with the unique geographical location of South Los Angeles, he could do similar things by leashing a dog.
"Hiccup~~"
A bowl of noodles bottomed out, and a full burp sounded, and Arthur had a satisfied smile on his face.
The next moment, his smile grew even brighter.
Because, the beating of the words in front of me-
[The murder case of Joel Chok's sword club is being talked about, and more people are starting to pay attention to you; XP+10γ
[More people have heard your name; XP+1γ
β¦β¦
Everything was as he expected.
The reputation of the 'Jolchok Sword Club' itself, coupled with the upcoming 'Sword Fighting Tournament', has not received much attention.
If Arthur broke out at this time, there was some information about how Desi got the third place in the last 'Sword Fighting Conference'.
Presumably there will be more XP.
Unfortunately, he has already accepted Todd Jili's compensation.
Although the commitment of 100 golden tickets + finding swordsmanship is naturally not as good as XP under normal circumstances, I consider that I will also participate in the 'Sword Fighting Competition' in the future.
For the sake of unnecessary hassle and more XP on the 'Sword Fighting Tournament', he thinks he needs to keep his promises.
Again, this is in line with the impression given by the predecessor.
'It's 4 XP short. β
Arthur glanced at the Swift Bird Swordsmanship. Pseudo] The XP required to reach Lv3 was not in a hurry, he knew that as more and more reports were made about him, more and more people would know his name in Nanlos, and the value of +XP he gained every day would increase exponentially.
For a long time in the future, he will steadily earn a certain amount of XP every day until he reaches a bottleneck.
Until then?
Naturally, he needed to open up new sources of XP income.
You can go to other cities and replicate what you did in South Los, or you can go to battle, explore, quest, eat food, and more.
However, the latter still needs to be explored.
Let's not talk about food, if that kind of food is called food, Arthur will doubt life.
Exploration and quests should be specific.
The battle was confusing to Arthur, who had already fought a few battles and killed more than one enemy without any XP tips.
If the intensity of the battle was not enough in the previous few times, then in the battle with the beggar yesterday, he almost died.
Even, the battle with the toad is quite dangerous.
But there is no XP hint.
'You don't have to kill enemies of this level to get XP, right?' β
Arthur thought, frowning.
Not only is this request extremely difficult for him now, but also because if this assumption is true, it means that the toad is not dead.
This made Arthur feel a little uneasy.
The only fortunate thing is that when I woke up this morning, the stench had completely dissipated, and I didn't have to worry about provoking other mysterious people.
If the toad is still alive, it must be found! β
Arthur's brow furrowed even tighter as he thought.
Finding the toad is more difficult than finding the beggar.
Although the beggar is powerful, Arthur knows what the other party looks like and has a decent number of people to find the other party.
And what about the toad?
Arthur hadn't even seen the other person's true face.
To put it simply, there's no way to start.
'What can I do to draw the other person out?' β
If you can't find the other party, you can only let the other party take the initiative to stand up.
Arthur squinted and began to think of a possible solution.
And at this timeβ
Bite! Bite!
The doorbell in the rain rang with a different crisp sound, and Wiggins stood at the door of No. 2 Kirk Street, his face couldn't hide his joy, which surprised Arthur.
"Found it?"
"Well, I found it!"
Wiggins nodded repeatedly, excitement on his face.
As Arthur's name appeared in the newspaper repeatedly, the older and bigger the fame, the more awe of this golden finger, and in the bottom of his heart, the other party wanted to be appreciated by Arthur.
Because, in the eyes of the other party, it will be a road to heaven.
Therefore, after receiving Arthur's message yesterday, the other party really tried his best, not only did not sleep all night, but also mobilized all his contacts.
I finally just found it.
But Arthur frowned secretly.
Did Wiggins really find the beggar?
Arthur was skeptical, but didn't say it, didn't show anything, just motioned for Wiggins to lead the way.
However, before leaving, Arthur placed the puppet at the end of the corridor in his arms.
Wiggins led the way, and as he looked back at Arthur, who was carrying a psychic box in one hand, an umbrella in the other, and a strange puppet doll in his arms, he always felt that the hairs on his back stood on end.
This goldfinger was scared.
Not only this golden finger, but as Arthur boarded the public carriage, a man and a woman in the carriage were also frightened, and even the baby in the woman's arms was frightened and cried.
Arthur looked at the crying baby, but his brow furrowed.
Something is wrong!