Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 1030: Doubts and sorrows and joys of the **** of battle
Latest URL: Icewind Dale's treasure-digging spree continued for seven full days.
But apart from letting the rich people in the town clear all their inventory at a high price... Northlanders who grew up in the ice and snow are very clear-headed, and they are used to using force and they don't care about a person who has nothing but murder. Useful colorfast scrolls.
After all, not many Northlanders can read and write, let alone understand the exclusive artifact of a mage.
Of course, there are people who are greedy and overcome reason everywhere, but although the undead will not easily deal with an ordinary person, the caravan from the south, and those high-level people who flew over from Faerûn for a few days. Mages don't have that patience.
While they won't rob, there are countless ways to get these guys to open their doors on their own.
If it weren't for the fact that the undead obviously dislike robbery, and there are the God of War family on the nearby mountains, these latecomers would not be so honest.
But in the case where the scrolls of resistance are obviously not showing up, they can endure even if they come late and find few goodies.
Anyway, as long as the undead buy things, as long as they are sure to be strange things, they will set up a stall outside at a high price... These elves seem to be appraised, but the level is not high, and the value judgment of these strange things is relatively rough.
But the way they sell things is also weird, and there is absolutely no room for bargaining.
But... although the price is high, there is basically no profit margin. Even if you go back and resell it, you will at most make money for travel expenses.
But for most people, especially those caravans... they all come, of course, they have to take things that can be sold, and most of the strange things are very small, and they are easy to carry in their arms. I can take it with me.
The road can also be less dangerous.
The mages don't even care. Useful things are bought everywhere anyway, and at most there is nothing cheap to take.
They've just been trying to know if the undead can see the value of things before they buy these warehouses... This is a racial talent, not a skill learned later.
After all... ah, there are so many tin cans in the stall!
The undead didn't realize that they were being ripped off, William, that guy, won't let them use identification techniques for things that don't belong to them.
Are they open blind boxes too?
But...the blind box is so much fun! It's just too few.
In ten towns of such size, the public and private warehouses were not even able to last for half a day!
This guy, William, always likes to play this kind of trick with limited time and limited time. I just got a little excited and stopped.
It's a pity...if anyone can pick a good thing of high enough value, the world will be a sensation for a while!
Things worth 10 gold were eventually bought by NPCs for thousands or even tens of thousands of gold. Who wouldn't want to play this kind of exciting activity!
Isn't it a test of observation of various things?
If you have the ability, pick 10 things, even if you can't make a lot of money, you won't lose money!
Damn William, curse him and Sarah to have a daughter like Selene!
Fortunately, there are still people who dig mouse holes and dig some strange little things... A small ring that can assist people in climbing and jumping ~ 1 cubic meter, self-weight 15 kilograms, and the content weight can reach 250 kilograms of primary dimension Bags~ It seems that they are all hidden by guys with unique occupations who are easy to be beaten to death.
Although it's useless to the undead, after all, their own are better, but they can be sold for at least 2000 gold! The one that is clean and undamaged can even be sold for 2200 gold!
This is a worthless business...it's really exciting!
Most of the undead feel that the group of white dragons... as long as their feet are on the ground, they always want to collect tolls. It's not incomprehensible, hehe~
In addition, the price of items is measured according to the recycling price of the system, and there are undeads who are backed by Hill's store. Of course, they are very confident... They have sacrificed their playing time to set up stalls, and of course they have to have a price that they like!
Otherwise they might as well throw them over to Hill together!
On the contrary, the aborigines of Icewind Ten Towns, who have always looked at them with the eyes of madmen, are now beginning to learn how their undead dig mouse holes.
Unfortunately...hehe, they can only try their luck on the ice field outside.
Humph~ The undead go on an expedition, leaving no grass behind!
I watched with satisfaction at the undead that the Northlanders were about to dig under the feet of Tempus, although it was a bit regretful that I couldn't find a very valuable Nishish scroll... The old dog's idea, but by those NPCs approved!
Especially when they watched little Edna growing up, and they were still discussing with Xue Laogou why not put the library in a hidden town... After all, any mages who can afford the reading fee are all They can fly, and they don't need to think about traffic problems for them.
Tempus stood on the high mountain, holding his chest to observe the little girl named Edna.
He and Luskan and the hidden town are considered neighbors across the mountain, and he is still familiar with this little girl... Of course, at that time, he was mainly observing the master of the mage recognized by the White Dragon Queen Elvia.
He really didn't feel that Edna had any resemblance to Midnight...other than that she was very talented in spells and had a somewhat stubborn personality.
However, this is nothing special. It is normal for the descendants of Azus and Hei Tong to have high talents.
As for stubbornness...there are several mages who are not stubborn.
He looked into the distance. The Manx carriage arrived only half a day later than Edna, and the little black-haired mage was walking among the sparse bushes and pine trees in the town.
It seems... this one at least knows that the color-resistant scroll can be turned into a branch and hidden.
However, Tempus still felt that if there was really one Mistra between the two, it would have to be Edna.
In the nature of the Midnight Lady, even if she lost most of her soul, she would not cooperate with the forces of evil...that's a hatred formed from a deep-seated hatred of the Three Gods of Death and Cyric.
That's why she can't accept evil mages.
Tempus thinks she's blaming evil for all the misfortunes of her life... There's nothing wrong with that, the turbulent years came about because of those times when evil dominated Toril ?
A madman like Melkor would be so strong, isn't it that mortals are too afraid of the death they don't know when?
People, the most fearful thing is not being able to see clearly.
I see clearly but don't intend to change, I know I have to compromise, but I don't intend to compromise at all.
Going to gamble with a cunning guy like ao... tsk tsk, lost the bet?
Tempus shook his head, waving away the uncomfortable feeling, he has always been self-aware and would never risk his own life.
So when he found out what ao wanted, he quickly took the initiative to bring his children to the door... A waste like Garagos knows how to find Talos to cooperate, I don't know how much effort it took him!
After all, it is not easy for his followers to infiltrate the high-levels of the small broken temple of Garagos. He has to be careful not to expose such a loyal child.
Looked at Edna surrounded by the undead... The little girl was imagining the town she would run in the future, how prosperous it would be in the future with a large Nether library... Tsk, still not like .
Then why are Shar and Selene plus a Ransandall so concerned about her?
Tempus doesn't think there's anything fun for the three guys to watch together...except for Mystra.
Tempus always felt that something was wrong with Edna, but he couldn't figure it out just yet.
A little bit scratching my head!
"Father," the Red Knight asked curiously behind him, "What are you worrying about?"
"Nothing! I'm watching the undead, it's really interesting." Tempus didn't want his daughter to be too concerned about the path of destiny... The Red Knight, who is good at strategy, likes to decipher.
But this kind of thing, the more you care about it, the more likely it will go wrong.
Forget about the rough-skinned and thick-skinned Uthgar, anyway, it's not that easy to fall completely, and it will return after a few hundred years of tossing. No matter what, with him, the barbarian believers will not be so early. Abandon Uthgar.
A beautiful and lovely daughter can't be unlucky... Although he will definitely try to revive her, but in a messy place like the astral world, it will be uncomfortable to float for a few years!
I didn't feel that my thoughts were double-standard God of War. He smiled and said to his good daughter: "Isn't it fun to fight with them?"
"Yes!" said the Red Knight happily, "They are very good at teamwork, and they know how to cooperate very well. When I use magic, none of them stand in front of me!"
"That's good." Tempus looked down at the mountain, "I plan to ask them to find a place in Icewind Dale to build that teleportation temple hall."
"Father?" the red knight asked in confusion, "but they... won't convert?"
"They're not very respectful of their faith, much like the original elves...but ao tolerated them." Tempus said softly, "It's no small thing...the age of elves is long gone.
There are some things I need to watch for a while.
You too, my daughter, use your shrewd level head to take a good look at these elves and find out why ao treats them differently.
Any small thing he...does may be related to the fate of Toril for hundreds of years in the future~IndoMTL.com~ We can remain neutral to this day because I have never been against ao's will... ...and the same in the future.
Go ahead! Like that Edna, go among the undead.
Since they will take a high look at the little mage girl, they will like you too. "
The red knight nodded, flung his long black braid, attracted his beloved horse and war dog, and went all the way down the mountain.
"And you!" Tempus turned to look at Uthgar, who was standing behind the big stone. "Let your fiery believers who don't like to listen to others, don't provoke the undead! Did you hear?"
"Barbarians are not afraid to fight!" said Uthgar Urn angrily.
"Then the whole family fell, and the foundation of your faith completely collapsed?" Tempus resisted the urge to curse... This guy is also the son you recognize! No matter how much you dislike it, you can't just throw it away!
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