Chapter 179 He made the miracle that originally belonged to only a few people benefit everyone

Under the temptation of silver coins, Sokdo quickly organized a dozen careful and brave young men, and with only some simple equipment, they headed towards the direction where the smoke was rising.

Looking at the smoke coming closer and closer, a young guard couldn't help but mutter.

"How long does it take them to cook...it's been almost an hour and the smoke hasn't dissipated yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, another guard next to him responded casually.

"Maybe it wasn't cooking. I remember the iron smelting furnace was also producing a lot of smoke."

There was a whispered exchange of ideas in the team.

“Wouldn’t that be a bit too smokey?”

“Maybe there are too many people there?”

Sokdo did not participate in the conversation of the guards, but he heard it all.

No matter what, the strong smell of fireworks is a good thing, at least it shows that the area ahead is the territory of civilized people.

The group continued to move forward, and a towering fence wall soon appeared in front of them.

Just as the leading guard was about to step forward, an arrow suddenly flew over and stuck into the tree trunk next to them.

The sudden arrow shot out and startled everyone.

A group of guards quickly reached for the muskets behind them, ready for battle.

Seeing his men's actions, Sokdo hurriedly turned around and looked at them, waving his hand to stop them.

"Wait! Don't move!"

As he finished speaking, he turned and faced the fence gate in front of him, only to see a figure standing at the door, holding a bow and arrow and looking at them expressionlessly.

The man seemed to have been waiting here for some time.

It was obvious that the lord here had noticed these uninvited guests since they first set foot in the forest.

"...We have no ill intentions, we are just a caravan passing through here! Maybe we have something you need, we can make some exchanges!"

Brook, holding the bow and arrow, looked up and down at the man not far away, and lowered the bow in his hand.

Since becoming the Demon Lord's minion, he has become the captain of the militia patrol team guarding the gate of Beifeng City.

Based on the experience he had accumulated from years of wandering the world as an adventurer, he knew that the guy in front of him was indeed not lying.

And according to the information from the little devil who was scouting ahead, their team did have a number of wagons full of goods, and they did not look like they were stolen.

"Brooke, guards here...tell me your name and origin." Brook said concisely, completely ignoring the muskets in their hands.

The businessman in the lead had a friendly smile on his face and quickly introduced himself.

"Sokedo! I'm from the south of the Kingdom of Ryan. If you have friends from there, you may have heard of my name!"

Brooke raised her eyebrows and asked teasingly with a grin.

“Are you famous?”

Sokdo said immediately.

"My chamber of commerce is well-known in the grain industry. Every lord who has done business with me knows that I am an honest and trustworthy person."

Brooke shrugged noncommittally, taking the remark as just a courtesy.

All unscrupulous businessmen will say that they are honest people when introducing themselves.

Anyway, he had no chance to verify it, right? Seeing that the other party was not interested in his introduction, Suokeduo smiled awkwardly, but did not care, and just continued to speak.

"Please give me a chance to prove myself... I want to meet your lord. As a token of my sincerity, I can go with you alone and leave my guards outside."

Brooke looked at the guy in surprise. He didn't expect that this businessman was more courageous than he thought.

Or maybe this guy simply wants money over his life.

"...I have sent someone to report to that lord. If you want to prove your sincerity, then wait where you are. Before getting his permission, I hope you will not cross the arrow next to you."

Sokdo immediately took a step back and said with a smile on his face.

"No problem, I can wait!"

Brook nodded and didn't say anything else. He just waited quietly until a little devil flew over his head from the direction of the North Peak Mine and made a chirping sound.

The translation crystal translated the language of the Messenger.

Brook then put the bow and arrow behind his back and said to the merchant waiting in the snow.

"My lord has agreed to let you enter his territory, but he is not available to see you today. However, if you are willing to wait, he may be able to see you tomorrow."

Sokdo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he said gratefully.

"Thank you...thank you for giving me this opportunity."

I only had to wait one day! What a kind man!

However, unlike Sokdo who was relieved, the guards standing beside him had tense faces and looked nervously at the little devil flying towards Beifeng Mountain.

Many of them had been adventurers before, and recognized what it was at a glance.

That's not some undead ghost.

But the real devil! However, their boss seemed to be unaware of it, or even if he knew, he didn't care, and was completely focused on business.

After instructing the accompanying guard to go back and report the news, Sokdo took the initiative to show his sincerity and walked towards the gate of the camp, although the guard named Brook did not ask for it.

After passing through the tall fence gate, Sokdo followed the guard's footsteps and walked deeper into the camp, looking around curiously along the way.

This place was different from any other settlement he had seen since entering the Principality of Campbell. Both the architectural style and the atmosphere of the entire settlement were quite unique.

What was particularly incredible to him was that there was no pungent smell of feces like in most rural villages, and the people's mental state did not seem like they had wandered here from far away, but rather like they had lived here for quite a long time.

And then there's the road here.

The hard road surface looked like it was made of cement, and what was incredible was that there were no volcanoes nearby, which made him wonder where the material came from.

No matter where they came from, it's a waste to use them to pave the road!

There are many lords in the southern part of the Kingdom of Ryan who are willing to buy this thing just to make the walls of their castles look smoother instead of a pile of rotten stones with potholes.

certainly.

It's not easy to transport cement so far inland.

The expression on Sokdo's face was one of envy and jealousy, and soon a logging site came into his sight.

The processed wooden boards were piled up there into a small hill, neatly stacked in a triangle shape.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that many of the country houses he had just seen were not made of untreated logs, but rather flat cut wood boards! "Incredible! How many people did you hire to process the wood? Excuse me, don't you have anything else to do?!"

Looking at Sokdo's stunned face, Brooke knew what he was surprised about and said with a grin.

"If I say that we don't actually employ that many people, you'll think I'm bragging."

Sokdo looked at him as if he were a monster, his expression seemed to say "Isn't it?"

Brooke did not answer his question, because he had explained this question countless times to newcomers who visited the settlement, and he really did not want to repeat what he had already said.

He thought for a moment and spoke in a chatty tone.

"Believe me, this is nothing to be surprised about...your attention will soon be taken away by something else, and then you'll realize it's nothing."

Sokoto looked at him in disbelief.

However, in fact, there was no bragging in Brook's words, because this was his most intuitive feeling in recent days, and he was not surprised until recently.

The two continued to move towards the center of the camp, and Sokdo soon discovered that a few wooden houses were nothing, because many of the houses behind them were built with bricks.

These houses are not only stronger and warmer, but also look more beautiful.

That’s not all!

There were even coal-burning street lamps on both sides of the street, something he had only seen in the bustling streets of Thunder City! For a moment, Sokdo even had a strange illusion -

It was as if he was not on the outskirts of the Principality of Campbell, but back in the city center of Thunder City?

This is too unbelievable!

"Is this some special magic..." Sokdo said in a low voice, pinching his arm.

Brooke glanced at him and said jokingly.

"Magic? Of course it is magic... and that is the greatness of that sir. He made the miracle that originally belonged to only a few people available to everyone."

Sokdo was slightly stunned, then fell into deep thought, the expression on his face becoming one of awe.

"Then he is a truly remarkable man."

In all the epics and legends about heroes he had heard, it seemed that only one man had ever done such a thing.

That was the last emperor of the Isaac dynasty - Lint Isaac, who brought the steam-breathing divine creature to the mortal world.

Who would have thought that a thousand years later, in the place where the prairie fire first started to burn, a familiar flame would appear again...

"Of course."

Although he knew that what he said was mostly flattery, Brooke still couldn't help but reveal a sincere smile on his face.

He narrowed his eyes, looked towards the highest point of the entire camp - the cave halfway up the mountain, and spoke with his eyes lost in reminiscence.

"If it weren't for that lord, all the people you saw on the way here would have died in the worst snowstorm a month ago."

The moment he heard these words, Sodok finally understood why the people here respected their lord so much.

After the brief exchange, he turned his attention back to this thriving camp.

Just as the rumors said, the entire camp was filled with undead. Wandering skeletons could be seen everywhere, and occasionally zombies, undead rats, and transparent ghosts could be seen.

It's just different from other places.

The undead here do not hurt people and even work with the residents who live here.

Sokoto had never seen such a strange sight.

Especially when he saw a stone puppet, under the command of a ghost, lifting up a bundle of sacks filled with unknown contents and throwing them onto the roof of a building under construction... he didn't know what expression to make.

to be honest.

After seeing so many strange things, he became a little numb.

Rather than the stone men working on the construction site, he was more curious about what that huge building was.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"What is that?"

Following Sokoto's gaze, Brooke said with a smile.

"That's a new youth apartment. The old one is a bit small."

"Youth apartment...what is it?" Suokedo asked in confusion, having never heard of this term before.

"To put it simply, it's a place to take in homeless people," Brooke said concisely, "I heard that there are strange rumors spreading in Thunder City, and more and more people have moved here recently."

Sokdo looked at the building twice in disbelief.

He thought it was some kind of defensive structure, but he didn't expect it to be a place where people lived.

But then again, this was the first time he had seen elemental summons being used to build a house.

Normally, it is impossible for a distinguished wizard to do such rough and tiring work, and most construction teams cannot afford to hire them.

Unless it's on the front lines of the empire.

The magicians there use magic to transform the terrain to build fortifications, but that's another story.

After passing through a densely populated residential area, the two soon arrived at a market.

This seems to be the central area of ​​the camp, but it is not very prosperous, with only a dozen stalls open for business.

Compared with the previous red brick and bright tile houses, these goods stalls can only be described as shabby.

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Sokdo didn't take this place seriously.

However, the moment his eyes fell on the shelf, he couldn't move his eyes away.

At least half of the goods on the stall were things he had never seen before!

Walking to one of the stalls that seemed to be selling dried goods, Sokdo reached out and picked up a glass bottle with white particles, touched his chin curiously and asked.

“Is this salt?”

He was using a glass bottle to store salt, and for a moment he didn't know which was more expensive, the packaging or the contents.

The skeleton soldier sitting behind the stall shook his head and gave a seemingly friendly smile.

"The salt is on the shelf next to it. The one you took is MSG."

Sokdo was stunned.

"MSG?"

Little Rabbit Juice: "It's monosodium glutamate! Purely naturally brewed! Used to enhance flavor and freshness! You can buy a bottle and try it and you'll know. Sprinkle a little on the meat when frying it, and the flavor will come out immediately. Remember not to sprinkle too much."

Sokdo became even more confused after hearing this. He put down the glass bottle in his hand and looked at the bottle filled with black liquid next to him.

This thing should be vinegar, he probably wouldn't make a mistake, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"What about this?"

Bunny Juice: "This is soy sauce!"

Sokoto: "Sauce...what kind of oil?"

Little Bunny Juice: "It's a condiment anyway! Buy a bottle and try it and you'll know."

Sokduo subconsciously reached for his wallet, and he actually thought about buying some to take back and think about.

However, when he took out the silver coins to pay, the skeleton soldier standing behind the stall showed a disappointed expression.

"We only accept ghost money."

"...Hell money?"

"Yes, that's right. It's something like this," Little Rabbit Juice took out a banknote and waved it in front of him, then pointed to a bank not far away. "It should be exchangeable over there. I remember that one copper coin can be exchanged for one ghost money. Why don't you go and ask?"

That is where players save their money. They can exchange the banknotes collected from NPCs into numbers in their account and synchronize them to the official website forum.

As for whether she could exchange money there, she wasn't sure, but she just remembered that the bank in Misty Town seemed to have this function.

Beifeng City should also be okay? Suokeduo quickly said thank you, then looked at Brooke and asked for his opinion.

The latter shrugged and said nonchalantly.

"You can change if you want. I have no objection. However, I still suggest that you go with me to the hotel to check in and settle down first. Then the kitchen will be able to prepare your dinner."

"Then let's follow your arrangements." Sokduo smiled and said, "The guest follows the host's wishes."

He couldn't finish studying all the things here in a short time, so he planned to come back and study them in detail after he arrived at his hotel.

Just as he was about to follow Brook's footsteps and leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of tomatoes on the shelf not far away.

At that moment, he froze in place, his face as if he had seen the sun rise from the west, his eyes full of disbelief! Although he had never farmed a day, he had dealt with farmers because of his business, and he knew that tomatoes were summer vegetables!

In the hot south, you might be able to eat tomatoes in winter, but this is the northeast coast of the Whirlpool Sea! Especially those vegetables, they look like they were just picked from the branches, so red that they seem to be dripping with blood... It's impossible that they were shipped from the colonies.

Sokdo couldn't believe his eyes and couldn't help but blurt out.

"This is... a tomato?!"

Soon he discovered that there was more than just tomatoes on the shelves.

And cucumbers! And peppers! And cabbage and beets!

"That's right! The customer has really good taste!" The little rabbit chuckled and gave a thumbs up.

The remark sounded a little sarcastic, but she swore she didn't mean it that way.

Sokdo didn't even think about it that way.

At this moment he was so shocked that he was speechless.

"No...but isn't it winter now?"

The little bastard scratched his head, not knowing what he wanted to express.

Brook, who was standing nearby, could understand why he was shocked, so he explained casually.

"Our lord's servants found a way to grow crops in the winter... not long ago."

"How did you do that?!"

Sokdo blurted out subconsciously, but soon realized his own impertinence and quickly changed his words.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to pry into your business secrets..."

"Trade secrets? Haha, not really." Brook grinned and said in a joking tone, "If you can gain the friendship of the elves, you can also harvest summer crops in winter."

It turned out to be an elf...

Sokdo was relieved in an instant, and at the same time gave up the idea of ​​figuring out the ins and outs of this.

Although Pointy Ears are allies of humans, these allies are not keen on dealing with humans, and most of them live on an island in the middle of the Whirlpool Sea.

No one knows where the island is, and countless people have tried and failed to open a route to the Tree of Iged.

To gain the friendship of the elves...

Sokdo had more and more respect for the legendary lord.

At least he had never heard of any elf working for a necromancer.

The disgust of those pointy-eared elves towards the undead is almost on the same level as the disgust of the followers of Saint Sith towards demons. Only a very small number of fallen elves would go along with the necromancers.

But he heard that the night elves were often rather barbaric, just like the ogres east of the Wanren Mountains, and often lived a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood, so he simply ignored them.

Arriving at the hotel where he was staying, Sokodo checked in with the introduction of Brooke.

He seemed to be the only guest here, so the innkeeper took special care of him and even asked him if he had any dietary restrictions for dinner.

Although he was a grain merchant, Sokdo was not picky about food, so he asked the boss to prepare some local specialties.

Looking at Sokodo who got the key, Brooke spoke.

"Around this time tomorrow, our Lord will send someone to pick you up to meet with him. If you encounter any problems during your stay in the camp, please contact the owner at the front desk of the inn, or come to find me at the city gate."

Sokdo nodded to show his understanding.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask a key question, so he asked quickly before Brooke left.

"May I ask your name, sir?"

Hearing this, Brooke stopped and looked at him with a strange expression.

"You've come all the way here, but you still don't know the name of that adult?"

Sokdo smiled sheepishly.

"I've only heard some rumors about him...those rumors didn't mention his name, or there were multiple versions, none of which were accurate."

Brooke asked curiously.

"What did the rumor say?"

Sokdo told the truth about what he saw and heard near Thunder City.

"Rumor has it that he is a powerful and kind magician... Some say he is the chosen one of Saint Sith."

Brooke laughed out loud when he heard this.

Looking at the confused Sokdo, he grinned and spoke in a joking tone.

"The first half of the sentence is indeed correct, but the second half is outrageously wrong."

Sokdo felt something was wrong and asked nervously in a low voice.

"What do you mean?"

"In every way."

Brooke looked at him and grinned, then continued in a non-joking tone.

"You are not worthy to address that Lord by his name. When you see him, remember to call him Lord Demon King."

Devil!

When Sokdo heard the word "Demon King", he didn't come to his senses at first. The moment he came to his senses, he was so scared that his legs almost went limp.

The endless admiration turned into endless fear in an instant!

"Demon King...wait, isn't the Demon King of Thunder County already dead?! No, I don't mean to offend you, it's just, it's just...why?"

There are too many question marks in his head.

So much so that he himself couldn't explain clearly what exactly he wanted to ask.

Brooke was not surprised at his reaction. He just placed his right hand on his chest with his eyes devoutly and prayed as the monks of the cemetery taught him.

"The former tyrant is indeed dead, but our lord is different... He is different from all the demon kings that have appeared here."

"When you meet him, you will understand why I say that..."

(End of this chapter)