After the battle of God's Departure, everything on the continent withered and all industries were waiting to be revived, and all ethnic groups were too busy to take care of themselves. After some bargaining, the victorious clans divided their shili ranges and began a long process of recuperation.

About 8,000 years ago, the human race gradually overtook all races by virtue of its strong ability to reproduce and learn to create. Coupled with their adventurous and expansive spirit, the footprints of the Terrans have slowly spread to all corners of the Moose Continent. They took root and brought more than 60 percent of the mainland's prime land under their rule.

The rest of the ethnic groups are unable to compete due to the limited size of their ethnic groups. And the only orc race that can compete with the human race is restricted everywhere because of its generally low intelligence. When he found out that the Terrans had completed the Great Migration, it dawned on him. By the time the Beamon Kingdom developed and was ready to move, it had already been surrounded by the Terran coalition. They were stubbornly pinned down in the vast steppes of the south, and were not allowed to advance an inch. Since then, the Terrans and Orcs have been fighting for thousands of years for high-quality land.

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More than 7,000 years ago, except for the dragon clan, who disdained all races and occupied a large island overseas, Dragon Island, the Shili range of the rest of the races was basically demarcated.

The dwarves and elves are indisputable, and the abundant products and high-quality mineral resources make them very satisfied with the northern territory they occupy. Together with the dwarves' distant relatives and gnomes, as well as the herbivorous orcs who were stationed in their homeland during the Great Migration of the Races after the Divine War, they formed the largest shili in the Northern Regions.

Most of the orcs left their homeland and arrived in the hot southern prairies with great anticipation to start a new journey. Of course, the environment here is far better than the northern region where snow falls in June of the year. At the very least, the royal families of the orcs, the Tiger Men and the Lion Clan, can get a richer taste than before.

The Terrans, on the other hand, occupy a large amount of high-quality land remaining except for some treacherous lands. Years of recuperation have greatly increased its strength. Although it will not abandon the peace oath and start the war, it will always be able to fight the orcs who want to seize a fatter land and abandon their armor.

A history of development must be a history of great national integration. In the course of many years of exchanges, all ethnic groups have gradually understood each other and communicated with each other. Slowly, letting go of the old feuds of race, some people of different races began to socialize. Later, even the concept of race was abandoned, and a large number of mixed-race children emerged on the mainland.

The people of the various tribes began to travel in groups and complement each other's strengths, forming expeditionary and mercenary teams to complete tasks for payment.

More than 6,000 years ago, the Moose Continent finally ushered in a peaceful and prosperous era. The various ethnic groups decided to truly put aside their grievances and designate Lake Baikal, the main battlefield of the divine war in the center of the continent, and the hundreds of kilometers of fertile land along its coast as a buffer zone for a ceasefire, in order to commemorate the cruelty of the divine war. All races are not allowed to station troops in the midst of it without consent, otherwise they will be jointly attacked by all the races on the Moose continent.

With the demarcation of this hot land, and the gradual revival of the continent. The blonde demon god Klose von Winingde, the refining master Betor Hadru, the thief of saints Barbara Kate, and the mercenary Tianzun Martial God Li Wufeng were four prominent companions of the time. In his spare time, with his life's prestige and the contributions of all parties, he built a huge city on each side of Lake Baikal. They adapted to the situation and became the city lords of the first generation of the Free Federation, and set up the headquarters of the four major banks on the continent in the meantime. After thousands of years of development, the four major free cities of the mainland were formed today.

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On both sides of the spacious six-car parallel avenue, there are a wide variety of shops scattered around. For the sake of daily work, the hard-working shopkeeper shouted loudly at the door of the store in order to attract more customers. All kinds of tourists come and shuttle. From time to time, there are proud and disappointed people coming in and out, and there is an endless stream.

Here, you can easily find all kinds of items that you need in the mercenary world, and you can also see all kinds of people. Orcs, elves, dwarves, Caucasians, yellows, and even the rare half-dragons. As long as they are mercenaries, they can walk proudly around the city. Not for anything else, just because this is the holy place of all mercenaries - the city of mercenaries!

The mercenaries who came here seemed to have a kind of landlord-like pleasure. They brag, drink and sing, or find a place to beat each other to vent their emotions. Anyway, treat it as if it were your own home.

Four people and one beast are standing in the square in the center of the city with a dull face at the moment, looking up at the bronze statue in front of them. They listened depressedly as the retired old mercenary next to them sounded like a black rapper, gushing endless stories about the glorious history of the mercenary city and the life of the mercenary king. And, of course, the wonderful memories of his youthful adventures.

"This is Li Wufeng, it doesn't look as strong as the old cow!" Niu Er looked at the bronze statue and compared the tendon flesh on his body with a swagger.

As soon as they saw Niu Er's stinky mouth and made a mistake, everyone immediately took action. The little beast and Rose jumped two black feet behind Niu Er, one left and one right, and made him fall to his knees. Fei'er didn't wait for him to finish muttering, and pinched Niu Er's waist and eyes, turning Niu Er's disrespectful words into painful wails. And Qing Feng was the most practical, and out of nowhere he found a pair of stinky socks and stuffed them into Niu Er's mouth, and pressed back the natural Sanskrit sound that was about to explode.

The three people and one beast blocked Niu Er's big mouth behind him, and the four pairs of eyes squinted at the sky neatly, leaving a bunch of big white eyes for the group of people who were angered by Niu Er's disrespectful words and looked around to find the culprit. reluctantly pretended to be innocent, and finally coped with the past without danger.

"Can you say this in public? You guy, you are determined to make trouble for everyone, right?" After Fei'er waited for everyone to leave the square, she immediately showed a fierce face, gritted her teeth and twisted Niu Er's big ears, and Niu Er was so painful that Niu Er begged for mercy again and again.

After half a ring, under Niu Er's constant chest patting assurance, Fei'er finally let go of this second stunned. Niu Er rubbed his red ears and muttered quietly, not knowing what he was complaining about. Everyone ignored it, anyway, several people participated, and all of them naturally filtered Niu Er's crusade.

The teenagers walked through the streets and alleys, and after inquiring about a dozen mercenary uncles who had retired as city docents, they finally turned around and came to a lively place.

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In a deep alley, a large bluestone slab floor is shiny and shiny by perennial pedestrians. A short distance into the house, everyone saw a dilapidated bar. Old wooden signs flutter in the wind, making a harsh grinding sound. The two geese-shaped double doors of rotten wood are pushed by the drinkers coming in and out from time to time, making people look at it as if they are afraid that it will fall at any time.

"That's it? Why do these people like to come to this kind of place? Fei'er was born with a habit of cleanliness and whispered with some dissatisfaction.

"That's it, it must be right!"

Two, or three excited voices, replied in unison, if the beast's hey sound counted. When I saw the bar, the eyes of the three foodies suddenly turned green.

The treatment after entering the customs is not comparable to the Forest of Warcraft. For more than half a month, in addition to catching a little game to satisfy my hunger, most of the time I was hungry with dry food. Moreover, during the journey, they passed through the City of Thieves without entering, and several people's mouths were about to fade out of a bird. At this moment, standing in front of the bar, everyone seems to have countless delicious foods flying in front of their eyes. For a moment, I completely forgot the purpose of coming here.

Qingfeng looked at the three foodies helplessly, discussed with Fei'er in a low voice, and decided to bring these big stomachs to satisfy the appetite of the tongue first.

Pushing open the dilapidated door, you can see a dimly lit hall. Although the tables and chairs are old, they are still clean, and there is no imaginary scene of rats scurrying around and Xiaoqiang running rampant.

At this time, it was the time for the start of Chinese food, and guests arrived one after another. Of course, there are many drinkers. The business of the small shop is still booming, and the attendance rate has reached 70%. The teenagers found a vacant seat and sat down, ordered a few extra special meals and a few pots of local wine, and finally managed to cope with the few foodies.

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"Have you heard, last month's auction in Helan Pass turned out to be a very fierce sword. It is said that it is blowing hair and breaking hair, and sharpening iron like clay!"

The bar is the most haode intelligence gathering place. No, the two brothers on the other side obviously drank too much and began to brag and fart to themselves.

"Your message is too outdated. It's not an ordinary big sword, it can be said to be the best of swords. A man in green next to him replied disdainfully, obviously knowing more than the one just now.

"How so?"

"That's a full-strength weapon that can unleash fifth-order magic with a sixth-order magic core. And it is said that it is extremely hard, and it is the best in the sword!" said the man in green proudly.

"So amazing?" the man in front of him was a little incredulous.

"Of course, you don't know, in order to find out the creator of this sword, Helan Pass is crazy. Someone posts a quest in the Mercenary Guild, and if they provide information about the master, they can get a commission of 1,000 gold coins. And this sword was obtained by Duan Qingyun, the local powerhouse, the captain of the Qingyun team of the Qinglong Mercenary Regiment. The cargo was so excited that he feasted for three days, and all the teams that had friends with him were invited. For three days, the city was full of drunkards, and all the wine in the city was swept away. It is said that a caravan happened to return, and the caravan brought back quickly replenished the several truckloads of wine to satisfy those foodies!"

The two drunkards said with their eyes lit up, hating why they were not in Helan Pass at that time, and wasted this feast of wine. The two of them thumped their wrists and knees, in pain.

Fei'er lightly touched Qingfeng, pouted, and teased.

Qingfeng smiled back, and bowed his head to eat in embarrassment. Duan Qingyun's banquet was not something that ordinary drunkards could enjoy. There is no sea belly that can sober up with this goods, only squatting and vomiting.

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The dilapidated geese-shaped double doors were pushed open again. A sloppy old man, holding a shiny seawillow cigarette holder, greeted his drinking friends all the way with a smug face, and slowly paced into the store. I went to the bar and ordered a glass of brandy, sat down, and began to taste it leisurely.

Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and he stood up with a brush. From the words that everyone greeted him just now, Qing Feng already knew that this was the person he was looking for.