Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Patch adjusted his wig a little carefully:

Unfinished tasks refer to...

You only have one mission when you come to the volcano, Tanith said.

Patch looked a little sad: With my small body, I can't beat Tragus.

Tanis said: I am not responsible for the assignment of tasks to the rebels. When it comes to determining a person's strength, Bernal has a better vision than me.

That guy wearing the beast armor? Patch said, His armor covers his eyes, so he can see clearly.

Tanis smiled: You are the first person to dare to say that about Bernal.

I've even provoked a scary guy like Wuming, what else does Bernal have to be afraid of? Patch pulled his loincloth, Lord Tanis, Wuming may have some conflicts with the volcano, but he is not from the Golden Tree. , I suggest you not waste your energy on provoking one more enemy.

Aren't you provoking him now? Tanith said.

Then I can't go out even more. Patch said, It's so scary. Let me stay in the volcano.

Tanis said: So you just don't want to embark on an unclean road?

I want to step in! Diaros suddenly popped up, raising his hands, I want to be a hero!

Tanith looked at Diaros:

What's wrong with your eyes?

Diaros was stunned for a moment, looked in the mirror at the transparent arm armor, and saw a pair of swollen eyes:

Maybe I was swollen from sleep. I don't know why I slept for a long time. Could it be that I drank too much before...

Patch snickered from the sidelines.

In order not to be exposed, Wuming gave Diaros an unknown amount of sweat medicine. After taking the medicine, I fell asleep and slept all day. When I woke up, I drank water and then went to sleep again.

Tanis suddenly looked at Patch who was snickering:

It just so happens that Patch isn't very confident about his mission, so why don't you two come together. It's your first time on a mission, so we can take care of you together.

Patch said: I'm not saying that this young man can't beat Tragus.

Who said that? I'm from the Khosrow family! Diaros was dissatisfied and took out his whip, I can even wear armor myself now.

Don't worry, as long as you have the courage to embark on the path of unholy heroes, obstacles will naturally succumb to your courage. Tanis said.

What do you mean? Patch was stunned.

The difficulties will be overcome, Tanith said to Patch, if you are willing to do it.

Patch frowned: I don't know where the big horn is.

Don't worry about this, we have already investigated clearly. Tanis said, According to the latest intelligence, he is near the Boiling River.

All the roads were blocked, and Patch curled his lips, feeling a little lost.

Tanis sat on the throne and looked at Patch:

Actually, I don't understand why you came to the volcano? You are one of the few people who came to the volcano on your own. Why? I feel that you have no hatred for the Golden Tree and are unwilling to betray your compatriots. Why did you come to the volcano? ?”

Probably because he couldn't get used to wearing a wig, Patch scratched his head:

It's more interesting here.

Interesting? Tanis tilted her head.

Patch nodded: It's much more interesting than the caravan.

Ah - so annoying. Wuming sneezed and spit out sparks from his mouth.

Almost burning the paper in front of him, Wuming quickly put out the flames.

Wuming was not upset because Rune was taken away by Patch, but was upset about the statistics of how much money Patch had taken away.

After entering Yatan, the only income is the 10 million runes given by the volcano.

Wuming ate half of it himself, leaving five million.

Only by deducting the arrears of wages and calculating the wages paid in recent days can we calculate how many runes Patch stole.

Calculating how much you stole is just a way of doing it. The main thing is to calculate how many runes you need to prepare.

After a whole day of statistics, Wuming estimated that Patch had stolen about 1.5 million runes. He had to prepare the money within two months, otherwise the employees would go back to the embarrassment they felt when they first entered the Asian arena. situation.

It would be worse. The volcanic stone he gambled on failed and other businesses were affected.

Wuming was busy with resentment and anger towards Patch for several days, running between various camps.

After running around for a few days, Wuming's resentment towards Patch was somewhat reduced.

After actually taking over Patch's work, Wuming discovered that it was far more complicated than he had imagined.

Different employees, different businesses, everything from the daily life planning of employees of different races to the negotiations with other big forces, Wuming was very busy.

Within a few days, Wuming ran to the college to call for foreign aid.

Se Lian, save me!

Faced with Wuming's request for help, Serian's solution was to lend Serui to Wuming.

Will this thing work? Wuming said.

It has now mastered the theoretical basis of broom stars and meteor showers. It shouldn't be difficult to solve those troubles in your caravan. Se Lian said.

Wuming continued to travel around with the crystal doll, and it was indeed a lot easier, but things were still trivial, and he still couldn't spare much time.

And this is just to maintain the basic operation of the caravan. The caravan is still in a state of making ends meet, and the salary issue will become increasingly urgent in the next few months.

Wu Ming is already preparing to recall Se Lian and then raise money himself.

But before we had a chance to go to the lake area, the volcano thing came to our door again.

The Sons of Omen of the Boiling River are on strike.

Wuming didn't have many mountain monsters and golems under his command, so the task of transporting them was left to the fat and strong Son of Omen.

A large amount of volcanic rocks from the Boiling River need to be transported to Stone City as soon as possible so that they can be exchanged for runes and support their livelihood.

This rush made the people rush faster, and the faster they pushed, the sons of evil omens became busier.

As the latest group of employees to join Wuming, the Sons of Omen did not have much affection for Wuming and were unwilling to be oppressed too hard. As soon as the workload increased, they stopped working immediately.

Wuming sighed and rushed to Bogun River to appease the children of bad omen and calm their grievances.

The caravan also has its difficult times. Wuming stood on a high point on a rock, comforting the Children of Omen, Let's all work together to overcome the difficulties...

In response to Wuming's words, the Son of Omen also responded. A big knife flew to the side of Wuming's head and was nailed into the soft and porous stone, making a buzzing sound.

Wuming sighed.

People who come off the battlefield are not very good at this, they are too bad-tempered.

People like the Sons of Omen who struggled to survive the Shattering War, like the Mercenaries of Kaidan, were indeed more unruly.

How did Patch comfort these people when he was here... Wuming thought.

The audience became more and more noisy, and Wuming also had a headache.

Patch, come back. I won't blame you if you come back. The money will be treated as your salary. Anyway, you never asked for salary. Wuming wiped his tears and showed no sign of the son of evil omen in the audience. There is no way.

After wiping away tears, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of my eye.

A person is squatting not far away, with a familiar watermelon head and a familiar open-chested white dress.

Patch?! Wuming exclaimed.

Patch seemed to have noticed Wuming, shrinking his head and showing a somewhat embarrassed smile.

The next second, Patch was blasted out, and his hood flew all over the floor.

Wuming had sparks all over his body. He hit Patch with a knee and imprinted it into the stone wall of the volcano. He took out his sword and shield, then took the shield and slapped Patch on the bald head with murderous intent.

I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Patch screamed, holding a big shield to protect his bald head.

You still dare to come back? Wuming said in a scary tone.

I'm not back either. I came to Bogunhe. Who would have thought you would come too. Patch said.

After Patch finished speaking, he received another slap from the shield. Fierce and brutal, ferocious and terrifying, like a dragon pounces on its food or a poisonous snake strangling, it makes those who watch the evil omen feel chill in their hearts.

After taking the photo, Wuming picked up Patch's sleeves:

Where's my money?

Where's the volcano? Patch said vaguely.

Seeing Pachi's bruised nose and face, Wuming wanted to fight again, but finally gave up.

Wuming sighed and put Patch down.

I'll take care of you after I'm done with it. Wuming said, turning to look at the Son of Omen.

Seeing Wuming looking over, the Sons of Omen tightened their bodies and stood up straight:

It's not easy for the caravan either. I'll give you a few more days of grace.

Say harsh words, and the sons of ill omens will slip away.

Only Wuming and Patch were left.

It seems I can take care of you now. Wuming looked over, the red light in his eyes drawing a line in the air.

No matter how you deal with it, you can't get Rune out of me. Patch said.

What do you want? Wuming said, Take my money and use your relationship? I don't think Tanis will fall in love with you just for this little money. Have you succeeded?

Anyway, you can't understand what I'm talking about about feelings. Patch said, Emotions are something that can be measured and chosen in your eyes - then I'll tell you some truth.

Wuming nodded and listened attentively.

Patch pondered for a while:

Put me down first.

Wuming dug Patch out from the crack in the wall.

Patch squatted on the ground:

The reason why I took the runes and threw them into the volcano was simple - I was afraid.

What are you afraid of? Wuming asked, Afraid of volcanoes?

Afraid of you, Patch said.

Patch? Wuming couldn't believe that Patch would say that.

Patch said: Let me ask you, which one is more important, me or your idol?

That must be my idol. Wuming said.

Patch nodded: Then how did your idol die?

Wuming stopped talking.

Patch continued: It was you who killed him with your own hands.

But he will always live in my heart! Wuming covered his head.

Yes, but I don't want to live in someone's heart forever. Patch said, I must live in someone's heart. I hope it is Tanis, not you.

Patch said: I said that your mental state is not normal, that is not a joke. How can your mental state be normal? Such a humble body has such high achievements. How many sacrifices have you made along the way? In order to achieve your goals, you How much was sacrificed?”

Patch gestured to his bald head:

I don't want to be your victim one day. What you said that day reminded me of how inhuman you are in essence.

Why am I no longer human? I am a pure human being... Wuming muttered.

Yes, humans...there is no more pure human being than you. Patch said, That look of being driven by desire, swallowing and eroding everything.

Wuming said: Is this why you ran to the volcano?

Oh, that's mainly because I want to leave a good impression on Tanis. Patch admitted honestly.

Wuming looked at Patch's clothes:

Patch, when was the last time we saw each other?

Patch looked down at himself and then at Wuming, as if he thought the answer was self-evident.

I mean in my hometown. Wuming said, In your memory.

Patch also looked down at his clothes.

Wuming said: Yes, the last time we met, we killed the master wearing your clothes together. After that, I killed a very troublesome guy and swallowed him with great effort - what about you? What about you later? What did you do?

Why are you asking? Patch said.

Wuming said: I killed you.

Huh? Patch was a little confused, Is this the case?

Wuming said: For old immortals like us, death is a relief, but the price of immortality is the loss of memory.

So, my memory is indeed a bit fuzzy when we last met. Patch recalled, You actually killed me?

Mistakes, slippery hands, that's not important. Wuming said, What's important is that I will lose control and corrode the people around me, but you are an exception. I can't kill you. Although I don't know how you did it, you did You are resurrected, even if I am absolutely sure that you were killed by me and your ashes and soul have been digested, you are still not dead.

Wuming stared at Patch: Although I don't know your background or how you did it, you old liar - you will not be corrupted by me.

Patch was silent and did not deny, muttering: Who knows, desire can expand infinitely.

So I need you to check and balance me. Wuming said.

It's good that you care about Tanis very much. Wuming put his hand on Patch's shoulder, It means there is still something in this world that you miss. If I really lose control, at least you won't pat your butt and leave.

Feeling the heat in Wuming's palm, Patch's bald head started to sweat: Are you threatening me?

Wuming smiled evilly: That's right, if you don't want Tanis to die violently one day, don't even think about escaping from me.

Patch left a few drops of sweat and sighed:

All right.

Wuming finally let go of Patch's shoulder and smiled.

Then he grabbed Patch's foot, swung it round and smashed it against the stone wall of the volcano:

Now, pay back the money. You have committed a crime and I will tell you.

No money, the money is in the volcano. Patch said.

Go back and get it. Wuming said.

Patch stared: You took back the gift you gave to a girl? Have you ever been in love?

This is not a gift, it is the proceeds of crime.

The proceeds of crime are gifts to the volcano.

Wuming Napachi was at a loss for words: Then why did you come back?

Patch got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:

The mission of the volcano.

The volcano's mission?

Don't worry about it, this is my business.

Patch stared at the end of the boiling river, with a hint of solemnity and determination in his eyes.

Wuming tore Pachi over again and beat him several times:

Have you grown up? It's your business. Our business is your business, and the caravan's business is your business.

Wuming pressed Patch tightly:

Hurry up and take care of those bad things that you don't want to do. I have to go out if I have something to do.

What's going on? Patch asked.

What do you think? Wuming rolled his eyes at Patch, Let's ask Lani to pay some of the money first, or else we'll have to wait for you, a bastard, to give birth to Rune?

After Wuming finished explaining, he was about to leave.

After taking two steps, Wuming paused again and turned back to point at Patch: Stop running away.

Wuming left, leaving Pachi alone in Bogunhe.

Patch sighed and dragged himself toward the lava.

He didn't say much when Wuming beat him, just because he had more troublesome things to solve in his heart.

Eura and Alexander left, and Tragus remained in the lava of the boiling river.

He does not have a body as strong as Alexander, so he is still using lava to strengthen his armor.

Hey, Brother Patch? Tragus stood in the lava, saw Patch, and said hello happily.

Patch gave a forced smile:

Why are you near the volcano and not afraid of the rebels coming to kill you?

It's precisely because of this that you have to get up wherever you fall. Tragus said, The killer of volcanoes and the lava earth dragon. These were opponents that I could not defeat in the past. I have to become better. Only by being strong can you help others better.”

Tragus laughed: One day, we will take risks together again.

Patch smiled and said nothing.

Tragus couldn't bear the burning from the magma, so he walked out of the magma, took off his helmet, wiped his sweat, took out the dried meat he carried with him and ate it.

Would you like some? Tragus asked.

Patch shook his head: I think you should be prepared and put on your helmet. The killer of the volcano will be here soon.

How do you know? Tragus asked.

I--

Tragus, I'm here, don't complain, this is the path of a hero. A voice came from far away.

A knight in gorgeous armor, holding a long whip and a large shield, floated over on horseback.

Who are you? Tragus asked.

The knight dismounted and saluted Tragus first:

I am Khosrow, Diaros Khosrow, and I come on behalf of the volcano.

So you are the killer of the volcano. Tragus became serious, put on his helmet, and stood ready.

We have no grievances, everything is for the trials on the road of heroes. Diaros approached Tragus, Please don't resent me——

Tragus hammered Diaros's shield open with two hammers, and knocked Diaros away with one hammer.

Eh? Tragus still didn't react, What did he just say? I didn't hear clearly.

It's nothing, just trash talk before the Volcano Killer fight. Patch said.

Tragus was a little confused: Is he... really the killer of the volcano? It doesn't look like it to me.

I saw him come out of the volcano with my own eyes, Patch said.

It turns out that the killer of the volcano is not that powerful... Tragus muttered.

You... Diaros struggled to get up, You are not allowed to insult me ​​again...

Are you okay? Tragus looked at Diaros, who was bleeding profusely and could not walk smoothly, You are bleeding.

Khoslaw speaks for himself with blood! Diaros shouted at the top of his lungs.

Bloody light appeared along with Diaros's shout.

A bloody crescent moon captured the minds of everyone present and pressed towards Tragus at the speed of a storm.

Eleonora! Patch exclaimed.