Emperor of Arcane

March 6, early morning. {What? You don’t know yet|Read COM, read the chapters without mistakes|Hurry up and Google them}

Blood Moon City.

Golden light shines on this castle built on the mountain.

The two towers towered straight into the sky, and surging mana fluctuations continued to spread out in all directions.

The outer wall of the pure white tower is meticulously carved with complex spell patterns. As the magic power surges, it exudes a lustrous luster.

Several galloping birds rushed over, trying to fly past the tower.

There was a crackling sound, and the dancing silver snake flew out instantly, accurately covering the swift bird.

The bird didn't have time to scream, before it was scorched black by the fatal lightning and swirled down.

The bird, which weighed less than half a kilogram, plopped down on the dusty ground and died.

Two nimble little figures came out from the dark corner of the alley and took away the bird that smelled of burning before anyone arrived.

Ji Fan looked at the alley warily, fearing that a tall homeless man would emerge from inside and steal the hard-won meat in his arms.

The little hand hidden in the sleeve was holding a rusty and chipped dagger. The edge was polished by him until it was bright and sharp. Although it was older, it could still kill people!

Being cruel and ruthless is just the tiniest skill if you want to survive in the dangerous slums.

But today, he seemed to be lucky, and successfully returned to his dilapidated hut with the harvest.

Knocking carefully on the thick wooden door, Jifan barked three times as promised.

The thick wooden door slowly opened, and a thin and short figure poked his head out from behind the crack in the door and asked in an expectant and worried tone:

"Brother, why did you come back so soon today? Are you injured?"

Pushing the door skillfully and entering, Jifan replaced the thick door bolt, put a small stone on the edge of the door, patted his sister on the head, took out the burnt birds in his arms and said happily:

"Reward from the lord, we will have meat to eat later."

Xiao Jixiang looked at the charred bird with joy, nodded repeatedly, rushed to the kitchen, and skillfully fetched a basin of water.

It took the two of them half an hour to clean up the charred bird, revealing the few pieces of meat inside.

Enduring the hunger in his stomach, Xiao Jixiang took a few sips of a bowl of water and stared closely at his brother's movements with his big black and white eyes.

Ji Fan carefully chopped the meat into pieces and put them into the iron pot with a gap. He looked at the little firewood and noticed his sister's thin face, and made up his mind:

"The harvest on the first level of the sewer has become less and less. Even if there is danger, we must go to the lower level to take a look, otherwise my sister and I will be hungry..."

"I'll go find Tom later. He's the only one who's still barely reliable. Although he's a bit stupid, at least his fighting ability is passable..."

"If there is anything gained on the second level, or even some valuable relics and parts are found, maybe it will be enough to pay for the tuition for the two of us to go to the martial arts gym..."

"If Tom and I are lucky enough to become professionals, we will never have to go hungry again..."

The complicated thoughts slowly disappeared as the aroma of the soup gradually became stronger.

Jifan put most of the pieces of meat into his sister's bowl and took a few sips of the light soup.

When he lowered his head, he found that his sister was holding a bowl and handing it to him with her little mouth pouted.

His nose couldn't help but feel slightly sore. Jifan forced out a smile and divided the palm-sized piece of meat equally with his sister.

He carefully told his sister to hide, and no one was allowed to open the door, so he prepared to open the door and leave.

Just at this time.

Xiao Jixiang looked at the back of his brother who was about to leave, and said in a slight voice:

"Brother, let's not go underground, okay? It's too dangerous there. The worst we can do is drink the porridge provided by the lord..."

Jifan paused before leaving, turned to look at his sister's extremely worried expression, hesitated for a long time, nodded slowly and answered:

"Brother, I listen to you and don't go..."

After saying that, Jifan carefully removed the stone and closed the door again. Looking at the sunlight hanging in the sky, he felt a sense of tightness in his chest.

Gritting his teeth, Jifan finally turned around and walked towards the darker alley in the distance.

He must go to the underground ruins. My sister's time is running out!

But what Jifan didn't expect was that the entrance to the underground ruins, which was usually crowded with people, was only a handful of people today, and the few remaining familiar faces were all running towards the street on the other side.

At this moment, a burly figure ran over and shouted to Jifan:

"Ji Fan, come with me quickly. A big shot is recruiting people. I heard the treatment is quite good. Can we get there quickly?"

Jifan could tell at a glance that the guy running over was none other than Tom, who had a life-long friendship with him.

Tom, who was usually a bit slovenly, actually had his hair tied up neatly today and was wearing a leather armor with many holes in it. He was holding a wooden-handled ax in his hand, and he had apparently taken out all his wealth.

Something was wrong with the others, and neither was Tom. Jifan narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed his complicated thoughts, and asked straightforwardly:

"Big shot? Where's the big shot? What is he recruiting people for? Are they going to be cannon fodder again?"

Tom shook his head quickly. He was about to grab his hair, but he quickly put it down. After thinking hard for a while, he suddenly said:

"I remembered, it was the big shot in the Chamber of Commerce, the very generous Mr. Adam Smith!"

"He is recruiting new cart drivers and guards. I heard that he has prepared hundreds of carts of supplies and will recruit thousands of people at once..."

As soon as he heard that it was Adam Smith, Ji Fan's mind immediately flashed the image of a shrewd businessman. He looked at the few people at the entrance to the underground ruins and couldn't help but ask:

"We probably won't even think about escorts, but what about the cart drivers? What kind of treatment are they?"

Shaking his head blankly, Tom said a familiar answer that made Jifan helpless and funny:

"Huh? I forgot..."

Jifan rolled his eyes at him angrily, patted his arm, and said while rushing towards the opposite street:

"Then have you heard any news? Where is he going? How long will it take?"

This time Tom nodded quickly, pointed at the crowd gathered in front, and said in an unbelievable tone:

"I heard that we are going to Bay Village, which is 300 kilometers away. It will probably take five days to go, but there weren't so many people there just now?"

Too lazy to pay any more attention to this tease, Jifan quickly pushed his way into the crowd, gesturing for this tease to open the way ahead...

Bay Village.

The villagers who were not selected as reserve soldiers continued to work and get busy.

The kobolds who had been working all night hid and slept soundly in a specially dug underground cave.

"Ding, you can change the fate of 35 people and get 300 fate coins."

Matthew looked at the children who had gathered, with a little astonishment in his eyes:

"what happened?"

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