Monarch of Evernight: One hundred and forty-nine money and silk are touching

bsp;A middle-aged man next to him was holding a magnifying glass and carefully looking at every detail of the raw ore. Hearing the young man's words, he said: "It's more than that. Once the crystalline iron veins are formed, they may be accompanied by other minerals. Rare mineral. Look at this yellow dot. If I’m not mistaken, I’m afraid this is Tailan placer gold.”

When they heard Tailan placer gold, everyone’s eyes suddenly became more intense.

It is a disorderly associated mineral. Before mining, it is not known where the veins will contain this ingredient. As long as a small amount of Tailan gold is added to the general alloy, various properties will be greatly improved. Many advanced force weapons above level six are mixed with it, and it is even more essential for levels above seven. However, Tailan's placer gold production is extremely low, and the known mining sites have long been divided up by giants from the two camps.

If this vein does contain Tyran placer gold, it doesn’t need to be much. As long as a finger-sized piece is finally extracted, it will be enough to create a low-level eighth-level weapon.

"I told you how the Ningyuan Group has been making constant moves during this period. It has placed several customized orders for top-level weapons. It turns out that it has obtained a vein of crystalline iron ore. If someone hadn't asked us to keep an eye on the movements of Black Current City, I’m afraid the secret won’t be discovered yet.”

"It seems that the mineral vein is within the war zone of Blackstream City, and most likely in the sealed Wolf City."

"Should we take action now?"

The old man sitting in the center never spoke. Then he slowly said: "We can't just do it. Song Zining has now occupied a place in King Qingyang's staff. Although His Highness never leads the army. There is no need for a staff team, but this guy is good at fighting. I heard that Zhang Munian was the one who put Zhao Jundu in trouble before. Zhang Munian is the nephew of King Qingyang. His Highness thinks it is an offense to him, and there is no reason to do so. This is absolutely unacceptable."

The youngest person in the secret room suddenly became anxious: "With such a large vein of crystalline iron ore, can't we just watch it fall into the hands of that kid? Even...even..." But no matter how courageous he was, After all, I didn't dare to say the unfinished words.

At this time, the middle-aged man put down the magnifying glass in his hand, smiled, and said, "Shi Lao just said that we can't come forward. In other words, even if we did it, people can't know that we did it. In other words, there is no evidence to implicate us. This matter is not difficult to say, this ghost place Yongye lacks everything, the most indispensable thing is bandits and mercenaries."

The young man was startled and then said: "What are those useless mercenaries for?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Of course they are trash, but our people are not trash, and we can also recruit more people who are not trash."

The young man suddenly understood.

At this time, the old man said slowly: "We might as well reveal some information about this matter to the expeditionary force headquarters. Those guys are vultures that eat dead human flesh. There is no reason to let such a big piece of fat go."

"But in that case, wouldn't it be necessary to distribute some crystalline iron ore?"

The old man smiled calmly and said: "We can't eat such a big piece of meat all by ourselves, we have to share some of it. In fact, it doesn't matter if we share it. No matter who owns the mine, the things dug out can only be sold to us. ."

The middle-aged man praised: "This is a great plan! Those expeditionary troops are all good at pretending to be bandits and hooligans."

Some people hesitated, "Those ruffians in the expeditionary force don't dare to touch people related to King Qingyang, right?"

The old man sneered and said: "Wealth and silk touch people's hearts. Yongye is a land outside the law, and they have been the emperors of the country for so long. Why don't they dare? Besides, even if they want to sit back and watch... what if there is evidence against them? ? Do you think they are jumping in to get a piece of the pie, or are they trying to whitewash themselves? ”

Everyone realized this and looked at the old man with admiration and enthusiasm in their eyes.

When Qianye returned to the base, many people’s eyes were attracted.

The base is much livelier again, with an endless stream of people coming in and out of the door. Looking from a distance, the base is still being expanded. It seems that there will never be enough space and facilities. The arrival of many teams from powerful families has nearly doubled the population in the base, and the demand generated has soared several times.

Seeing Qianye approaching, the bustling crowd became slightly quieter, and others noticed this momentary change. Although some people did not know Qianye, they could vaguely feel the murderous aura coming towards them.

Qianye accepted the gazes of everyone calmly and strode into the base. More people's eyes fell on his back. There was a box that was almost as tall as Qianye. This burden did not affect his pace at all, so people had no way of guessing what was inside.

It wasn't until Qianye walked far away that everyone felt a sudden lightness on their bodies, as if an invisible boulder had been removed. At this moment, many truly strong men were horrified: "Such a murderous intention! How many people did he kill?"

The gate returned to normal, and the slight hesitation just now disappeared in the flow of people, but many people subconsciously avoided the topic of Qianye.

The base was crowded with people, and Qianye felt a little uncomfortable walking on the avenue. Whenever someone approaches, he will subconsciously focus on the other person's flaws and vital parts. This has become a habit for the past half month.

He couldn't remember how many times he had fought alone into the dark race army. There were enemies on all sides. He didn't know how many long swords and knives were slashing at him every moment, and how many force bombs were bombarded. Later, fighting and counterattacking have become Qianye's instinct. He will attack easily and violently, aiming to kill the most dangerous enemy with one blow.

However, this habit is now a little troublesome. There are at least a dozen family teams staying in the Li family base at the moment, and there are many strong ones among them. Although Qianye does not squint and only looks forward, when he pays attention to other people's vital flaws, the other party will naturally sense it. The stronger the force cultivation, the more obvious this sense will be.

Those battle-hardened generals felt as if they were being targeted by an ancient ferocious beast, almost subconsciously trying their best to activate their fighting spirit. Qianye realized something was wrong before he had walked a hundred meters, and began to restrain himself as much as possible, trying his best to ignore the crowds, so as not to cause a commotion.

Qianye went straight to the exchange area and walked towards an empty exchange office.

The quartermaster raised his head and saw Qianye, and said in a voiceless voice: "Is it you?"

Looking at the round and fat face, Qianye frowned slightly. What an unpleasant coincidence. This person was the quartermaster who was knocked over by his punch last time. He looked gloomy, and the obvious displeasure was not all caused by seeing Qianye. He seemed to be in a bad mood to begin with.

Qianye said directly: "I'm here to exchange for military merit. Also, these are the supplies I want, and I will take them away right away."

"Leaving right away?" The quartermaster tugged at his facial features and finally pulled out an expression that was still readable. He took the order and couldn't help but ask a few more questions. Generally, after a strong team returns, they always have to rest for a while to recover.

The hellish environment of the misty forest will be extremely depressing as long as you stay there for a long time, even without fighting.

"Leave immediately." Qianye replied.

The quartermaster shrugged, "You've worked really hard for the military merit list. But I would like to advise you that the water here is deep. If there is no background, it's best not to get involved."

"Got it, thank you."

The quartermaster then looked at the list in his hand and immediately jumped up and shouted: "So many?!"

His voice was so loud that it immediately attracted many people to look over. There are about a dozen semi-open reception booths in the military honors exchange area, most of which are occupied by people, and there are a lot of looks coming to them.

Qianye nodded and confirmed: "That's it, not much."

"This, this is not too much. Are you planning to kill an earldom single-handedly?" The quartermaster smiled bitterly.

What Qianye gave him was a list of weapons requirements, and the number was indeed too large. For example, the various types of mithril magic-breaking bullets alone cost a hundred rounds, and standard short guns/guns containing a small amount of mithril. The force bomb actually costs 500 rounds!

As for the Thunder's special sniper bullets, which require thirty rounds, the Refined Silver and Fierce Sun bullets also require five rounds. Even a hundred-man team from an aristocratic family would not require much more ammunition than Qianye. The key is that Qianye is alone.

The quartermaster couldn't help but said: "Well, Master Qianye, are you sure you have used up all these force bombs?"

The quartermaster spoke very tactfully. High-level force guns consume a lot of the user's force. Hundreds of rounds of high-end ammunition may not be used up by even a twelfth-level or third-level general in more than ten battles. In the opinion of the quartermaster, these force bombs are enough for Qianye to use for more than half a year.

Of course Qianye didn't mean to explain, he just smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, that's all."

The quartermaster wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "Such a large quantity is beyond the scope of my authority. I need to report to the commander for authorization. Please wait a moment."

Qianye nodded, pulled up a chair and sat down, waiting quietly.

The quartermaster returned a moment later, followed by a lean colonel. The colonel looked Qianye up and down and asked, "Are you Qianye?"

The visitor's tone was obviously very rude, Qianye frowned slightly and said, "I am, what?"

There was a hint of gloom in the colonel's smile, "Although the quantity of armaments General Qianye wants is large, my Li family base has ample inventory, so it is not impossible to get it. But what are you going to use in exchange for these ammunition? Gold coins, equipment or military merit? ”

Qianye pondered for a moment and then said: "Military merit."

This ammunition is worth a lot of money. Qianye doesn’t have that many imperial gold coins on his hands. In addition, there is no clear statement about the two Shadow Blades that were handed over to the Li family last time. Of course, Qianye will not hand over high-end equipment again. into the hands of the Li family.

Anyway, there are so many aristocratic teams in the base now, and they are all owners who are not short of money. He can just find two or three teams and dump out the equipment in his hand.

Hearing Qianye's answer, disappointment flashed across the colonel's face. Without gold coins and equipment, it means that he has less opportunities to search for oil and water.

The colonel motioned to the quartermaster to bring over the register, looked at it, and said, "General Qianye, the military merit in your name is not enough to pay for this ammunition."

Qianye said: "Military glory? There are more here." As he said that, he picked up the box next to him and slammed it on the counter with a clang. The counter made of hardwood actually cracked with a loud crack, showing how heavy the box was!

PS: There will be two updates tomorrow and the day after.