Chapter 1285
The dark death place is located in the south mountain. It takes three or four months to catch up. Wang Zheng has to spend a lot of time every day to feel the changes of the frontier and wasteland world. The more he understands the world, the more likely he is to get the barren inscriptions.
"Nanshan Town caravan recruits two dead heroes. The one with strong strength is preferred!"
"Nanshan Town scattered caravans, but three people escorted the task!"
……
The daily life of death heroes is still very free. In addition to the emergence of corresponding death places, they need to open up. Most of the time, they are idle. They can go out to pick up tasks and earn some pocket money. By the way, they can also visit the scenery to alleviate the mood of wandering between life and death.
Wang Zheng looked at it for a long time and finally chose the recruitment of caravans. These caravans generally have their own power. Whether they are gangsters or white Taoists, they have their own relationship networks. Normally, there will be no problem with escorting things, so the price is only 200 yuan. Fortunately, there is a lot of free time every day, which is what Wang Zheng needs.
"We only recruit two dead heroes. If not, please leave."
Bai Lei is too conspicuous. If Bai Lei is really exposed, many people will know that they have gone to the dark death. It's better to keep a low profile at this time.
"I just want to go to Nanshan Town with you. I can handle the food and accommodation along the way, and Jingyuan can not. If not for the boredom of a person along the way, I would not come here to find someone to partner with."
The two young men in charge of the recruitment of the caravan pushed and pushed Wang Zheng impatiently. They didn't know how many times they had to run goods every year. They saw Wang Zheng a lot. The caravan had its own rules. They were not allowed or not allowed.
"Raleigh, what are you doing? The accompanying recorder is missing. Go and recruit another recorder!" a middle-aged man shouted in the distance. The two boys who embarrassed Wang Zheng suddenly focused on Wang Zheng.
"The accompanying recorder, fifty essence yuan, sign the contract if you agree. If you can't, go quickly!"
In order to ensure that the goods on the road will not be embezzled, each caravan will hire a strange recorder to record everything that happens on the road and ensure the integrity of the goods. However, the task of the recorder is too easy. Basically, they lie down all the way, which also leads to that few recorders are willing to do.
"No problem. I'll give you the fifty essence yuan as a gift for me."
King Zheng doesn't need Jingyuan either. It's better to send it out for a favor. As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to hide and the imp is difficult to deal with. Moreover, many things about the land of Nanshan on the road need to be understood through the caravan.
"Are you serious?"
Although fifty essence yuan is not a huge sum of money, two people can have a good meal after sharing it.
After finishing the two young men, Wang Zheng registered the roster and got on the caravan.
The two dead heroes were soon filled, and the caravan embarked on the journey to Nanshan Town.
On the way, several scattered coolies gathered around Wang Zheng and whispered, "can you do coolies with your small arms and legs?"
Wang Zheng shook his head and replied, "I'm an external recorder."
"Recorder!" the two coolies looked at Wang Zheng with envy. The recorder's essence was no less than theirs, but he didn't need to do anything at all. It was a public trip.
"Brother, I heard that there is a lot of money in the position of recorder. You must take care of us all the way. If you have anything to say, we have done it for you."
Looking at the two coolies in front of him, Wang Zheng couldn't bear to tell them that he was a free recorder this time.
Sitting in the caravan, Wang Zheng has a very comfortable life. Every day, in addition to symbolically checking the goods, recording the route, and then the time for free activities, including food and shelter, Wang Zheng has enough time to study the frontier and wasteland world.
"There is Huangfu mountain ahead. As long as we cross Huangfu mountain, our task is over!"
In the twinkling of an eye, Wang Zheng had spent five months in the caravan. Originally, Wang Zheng's budget was three months. Unfortunately, the caravan was still running out. Wang Zheng could only spend two more months silently with the caravan, but it was a little harvest. Wang Zheng could barely communicate with the sea of consciousness by using his meager ideas as a bridge.
If he has enough time, he can even regain control of the sea of consciousness and break the bondage of the frontier world to the law step by step. If he can operate the law stars, he can easily sweep the whole frontier world, but just think about it.
If you want to get through the sea of consciousness, you can't do it for five or six hundred years. Coupled with re mastering the laws and stars, it will take at least two thousand years. This is not the outside world. He has endless longevity. Here, thousands of years is the limit.
"Anyway, building a bridge is a good start." Wang Zheng comforted himself.
"Is there robbery at this time?" Wang Zheng murmured with a frown.
All the vehicles responsible for opening the road outside stopped nearby, and the caravan was surrounded by hundreds of masked people.
"Brothers, what does this mean?" the Freight Supervisor looked at the robber in front of him and asked discontentedly.
The leading robber smiled, pointed to the box behind and said, "our brothers are hungry and want to get some essence flowers."
The supervisor's gloomy face suddenly smiled, nodded to the people next to him, and soon two thousand essence yuan was sent to the robber leader's hand.
"It's not small, but it's not enough." he weighed the bag in his hand, and the robber leader threw the bag to the little brother behind him.
This time, the supervisor can't be calm. It took a lot of money to take care of black and white. Hiring people and spending on the road originally made this business unprofitable. Now it's the limit to hand over 2000 essence yuan. Sending things out is a loss making business.
"Brother, it's not easy for us to work. The two thousand fine yuan is enough for the brothers to eat for a few days. I'll bring the brothers good wine when I finish the transaction."
This time is doomed to lose money. Spend more money. If these lunatics really make trouble, the consignor will claim more losses at that time.
The robber leader shook his hand and said in embarrassment, "it's not that I don't promise you, but that the brothers don't want to. Well, some of our brothers see a girl in the car behind. Give her to us and you can go with the team."
"No!"
This time, the supervisor refused without even thinking. It's very different from the smooth appearance just now.
"There are also two dead heroes in our team. Take the money and leave quickly. Don't make trouble for yourself."
Feeling the tough tone of the supervisor, the robber leader giggled and looked at the supervisor with disdain,
"If you can call them out, what if I'm dead!"
The determined tone of the robber leader flustered the supervisor and motioned the errands around him to call people. Who knows where the two dead heroes have gone for a long time.
"What do you want!" after so long, the supervisor also saw that the dead hero could not disappear for no reason, which was definitely a conspiracy.
"Nanshan Town caravan recruits two dead heroes. The one with strong strength is preferred!"
"Nanshan Town scattered caravans, but three people escorted the task!"
……
The daily life of death heroes is still very free. In addition to the emergence of corresponding death places, they need to open up. Most of the time, they are idle. They can go out to pick up tasks and earn some pocket money. By the way, they can also visit the scenery to alleviate the mood of wandering between life and death.
Wang Zheng looked at it for a long time and finally chose the recruitment of caravans. These caravans generally have their own power. Whether they are gangsters or white Taoists, they have their own relationship networks. Normally, there will be no problem with escorting things, so the price is only 200 yuan. Fortunately, there is a lot of free time every day, which is what Wang Zheng needs.
"We only recruit two dead heroes. If not, please leave."
Bai Lei is too conspicuous. If Bai Lei is really exposed, many people will know that they have gone to the dark death. It's better to keep a low profile at this time.
"I just want to go to Nanshan Town with you. I can handle the food and accommodation along the way, and Jingyuan can not. If not for the boredom of a person along the way, I would not come here to find someone to partner with."
The two young men in charge of the recruitment of the caravan pushed and pushed Wang Zheng impatiently. They didn't know how many times they had to run goods every year. They saw Wang Zheng a lot. The caravan had its own rules. They were not allowed or not allowed.
"Raleigh, what are you doing? The accompanying recorder is missing. Go and recruit another recorder!" a middle-aged man shouted in the distance. The two boys who embarrassed Wang Zheng suddenly focused on Wang Zheng.
"The accompanying recorder, fifty essence yuan, sign the contract if you agree. If you can't, go quickly!"
In order to ensure that the goods on the road will not be embezzled, each caravan will hire a strange recorder to record everything that happens on the road and ensure the integrity of the goods. However, the task of the recorder is too easy. Basically, they lie down all the way, which also leads to that few recorders are willing to do.
"No problem. I'll give you the fifty essence yuan as a gift for me."
King Zheng doesn't need Jingyuan either. It's better to send it out for a favor. As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to hide and the imp is difficult to deal with. Moreover, many things about the land of Nanshan on the road need to be understood through the caravan.
"Are you serious?"
Although fifty essence yuan is not a huge sum of money, two people can have a good meal after sharing it.
After finishing the two young men, Wang Zheng registered the roster and got on the caravan.
The two dead heroes were soon filled, and the caravan embarked on the journey to Nanshan Town.
On the way, several scattered coolies gathered around Wang Zheng and whispered, "can you do coolies with your small arms and legs?"
Wang Zheng shook his head and replied, "I'm an external recorder."
"Recorder!" the two coolies looked at Wang Zheng with envy. The recorder's essence was no less than theirs, but he didn't need to do anything at all. It was a public trip.
"Brother, I heard that there is a lot of money in the position of recorder. You must take care of us all the way. If you have anything to say, we have done it for you."
Looking at the two coolies in front of him, Wang Zheng couldn't bear to tell them that he was a free recorder this time.
Sitting in the caravan, Wang Zheng has a very comfortable life. Every day, in addition to symbolically checking the goods, recording the route, and then the time for free activities, including food and shelter, Wang Zheng has enough time to study the frontier and wasteland world.
"There is Huangfu mountain ahead. As long as we cross Huangfu mountain, our task is over!"
In the twinkling of an eye, Wang Zheng had spent five months in the caravan. Originally, Wang Zheng's budget was three months. Unfortunately, the caravan was still running out. Wang Zheng could only spend two more months silently with the caravan, but it was a little harvest. Wang Zheng could barely communicate with the sea of consciousness by using his meager ideas as a bridge.
If he has enough time, he can even regain control of the sea of consciousness and break the bondage of the frontier world to the law step by step. If he can operate the law stars, he can easily sweep the whole frontier world, but just think about it.
If you want to get through the sea of consciousness, you can't do it for five or six hundred years. Coupled with re mastering the laws and stars, it will take at least two thousand years. This is not the outside world. He has endless longevity. Here, thousands of years is the limit.
"Anyway, building a bridge is a good start." Wang Zheng comforted himself.
"Is there robbery at this time?" Wang Zheng murmured with a frown.
All the vehicles responsible for opening the road outside stopped nearby, and the caravan was surrounded by hundreds of masked people.
"Brothers, what does this mean?" the Freight Supervisor looked at the robber in front of him and asked discontentedly.
The leading robber smiled, pointed to the box behind and said, "our brothers are hungry and want to get some essence flowers."
The supervisor's gloomy face suddenly smiled, nodded to the people next to him, and soon two thousand essence yuan was sent to the robber leader's hand.
"It's not small, but it's not enough." he weighed the bag in his hand, and the robber leader threw the bag to the little brother behind him.
This time, the supervisor can't be calm. It took a lot of money to take care of black and white. Hiring people and spending on the road originally made this business unprofitable. Now it's the limit to hand over 2000 essence yuan. Sending things out is a loss making business.
"Brother, it's not easy for us to work. The two thousand fine yuan is enough for the brothers to eat for a few days. I'll bring the brothers good wine when I finish the transaction."
This time is doomed to lose money. Spend more money. If these lunatics really make trouble, the consignor will claim more losses at that time.
The robber leader shook his hand and said in embarrassment, "it's not that I don't promise you, but that the brothers don't want to. Well, some of our brothers see a girl in the car behind. Give her to us and you can go with the team."
"No!"
This time, the supervisor refused without even thinking. It's very different from the smooth appearance just now.
"There are also two dead heroes in our team. Take the money and leave quickly. Don't make trouble for yourself."
Feeling the tough tone of the supervisor, the robber leader giggled and looked at the supervisor with disdain,
"If you can call them out, what if I'm dead!"
The determined tone of the robber leader flustered the supervisor and motioned the errands around him to call people. Who knows where the two dead heroes have gone for a long time.
"What do you want!" after so long, the supervisor also saw that the dead hero could not disappear for no reason, which was definitely a conspiracy.
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