Restoration of the last days

"Of course." Fang Jin nodded, and said, "I know you guys are having a tough time this time, so I won't ask for more. But one thing needs to be stated first, my backpack is very big."

"It's okay!"

Seeing Fang Jin's confirmation, Iga Masamoto breathed a sigh of relief.For a moment, he even felt a little grateful in his heart.

Ordinary silver-rank professionals only have dozens of backpacks.What if the backpack of the gold rank master in front of him is a hundred squares, or even more?

The Iga Ninja Association is a big force after all, and the wealth accumulated over the years, no matter how much it costs, can easily fill a person's backpack.

"Then it's a deal, don't go back on your word!"

Fang Jin glanced at Iga Masamune, and his tone was not without warning.

Behind him, Wei Gong, Peng Mingzhe and others, while their faces were serious, could not help showing a bit of pity and sympathy in their hearts.This guy, Iga Masamoto, fell into a deep ditch this time.But thinking about it carefully, even being scammed for a fortune is better than being exterminated by the Fallen Star Sect; coupled with the blood debt owed by Fusang in history, the two of them are at peace.

Soon, a group of people followed Iga Masamoto to the guild warehouse of the Iga Ninja Association.

After temporarily granting Fang Jin the operating authority as the vice president, Igahara made a gesture of invitation, with a very generous appearance, and allowed Fang Jin to access it.

"Thank you."

Fang Jin said in his heart, I really hope you can keep this calm look later.

Then, he turned his attention to the guild warehouse list of the Iga Ninja Association.

In terms of average quality, the guild warehouse of the Iga Ninja Club is at least two grades lower than that of the Salvation Guild.In terms of the total amount, the difference is even more, at least there is a gap of seven or eight times.But even so, Fang Jin was overjoyed by the dazzling list.

Moreover, even by his standards, there are some good things in it that can be used.

"The blueprint for forging a fifth-tier elite sword?"

It is estimated that Fusang does not have enough sub-professionals for the time being, so he cannot learn, so he can only put it in the warehouse temporarily, and it turns out to be cheap for him.

"This is... Red Flame Refined Iron, an essential material for making high-grade equipment? There are ten copies!"

As above, it is estimated that Fuso Blacksmith's assistant is not good enough to make high-level equipment, and it is a waste and a pity to mix this with low-level equipment.

"A large block of ice elemental crystals!"

"Bundles of master-level resuscitation potions, which restore 2000 blood and 1200 mana at the same time!"

Wait...

Does it matter if something is good or bad?

Fang Jin suddenly realized that there was absolutely no need for him to waste time here to take a look at it slowly, the way to wrap everything up and take away without missing anything is the kingly way!

Of course, it's not good to go too far, so let's leave a few things behind.Then set to filter out all exchange contribution points less than 100 points, which is much more refreshing—after all, taking back things that are too rubbish will take up space in vain.

As soon as the mobile warehouse opened, Fang Jin started to stand in place and frantically pick up goods.

Under his control, all kinds of props were taken out from the warehouse of the Iga Ninja Association and put into his storage backpack, and the other side was immediately stored in the guild warehouse of the Shu County Salvation Guild Headquarters.

The infinite loop begins!

This side seems to be generous, but in fact it is quietly connected to the guild network, monitoring the changes in the guild warehouse, and the original Iga remains calm when the first 100 items are in stock.But as the second 100 items appeared, his expression began to turn pale.

However, the 3rd and 4th 100 pieces...

"This, this is impossible!"

Yi Hezheng was puzzled, and looked at Fang Jin as if he had seen a ghost.How could this person's backpack be as big as four or five hundred squares?

However, Fang Jin didn't look sideways, and was still concentrating on stockpiling.

The storage backpack seems to be a bottomless pit that can never be filled, and soon went straight from the fifth 100 items to the tenth.After moving thousands of props, Fang Jin seemed to have a look of regret on his face, and the speed of picking up the items slowed down significantly.

"Finally almost full!"

Iga Masahara's face was as pale as a zombie, his lips were trembling, and he almost didn't know what to say.The person in front of him almost wiped out all the remaining essence in the warehouse of the Iga Ninja Club, leaving only the most worthless garbage!

After scanning almost two or three hundred items, Fang Jin nodded eagerly when he saw the empty warehouse after filtering: "Let's do this for now... It's a pity that it's not full yet. Well, why don't I take some more on the way back? Food rations?"

At this moment, Iga Masahara had the heart to kneel down to this person in front of him.

He even doubted his previous compromise and decision to endure humiliation—after being invaded by the Fallen Star Sect and then looted in this way, even if the Fusang humans survived, what would be left?

"Okay, just kidding."

Fang Jin knew from Iga's face that they might not have many food resources.On the other hand, on the side of the Salvation Guild, the main guild and the secret realms of the three major sub-guilds have continuously produced food, and with the lean meat provided by the hunted monsters, the basic food supply is no longer a problem.

That being the case, he didn't bother to compete with the Iga Ninja Association for that bit of food.After all, after the robbery, it was the poor people at the bottom who were most affected.

"Forget it, now that the supplies have been replenished and the threat of the Fallen Star Sect has been lifted, we won't wait any longer. It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day, so let's leave now!"

Fang Jin continued to interfere with the situation in the Luzon area with some hope, so he couldn't wait to bid farewell.

"..."

Ecstasy flashed across Iga Masamoto's face for an instant.He was already mentally prepared that Fang Jin and the others would continue to stay here for a period of time, ranging from three to five days to ten and a half months.He never expected that the three of them were so easy to talk to, and they left after taking their things, which was simply beyond his imagination.

Let's go now, Iga Masamoto wished to send the three plague gods away as soon as possible.But he was worried that seeing off the guest straightforwardly would offend the other party, which would be counterproductive, so he hesitated whether to warmly persuade him to stay.But after thinking about it, if the three of them were really moved by him and refused to leave, they would be shooting themselves in the foot.

It was this kind of dilemma that made him choke for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Fang Jin probably guessed a thing or two from his weird and distorted face, he laughed loudly, and beckoned his men to take the Storm Griffon and leave!

Chapter 891 The Enemy's Unity

"Did Iga Masamoto guess something? Otherwise, why are you so easy to talk about!"

Seeing the devastated capital getting smaller and smaller in sight, gradually turning into a black spot, Wei Gong on the Storm Griffin couldn't help but speak.Obviously, he also sensed something was wrong from Iga Masamune's excessive flattery.

"I'm not sure if I guessed something, but I must have been scared by us!"

Peng Mingzhe knew very well how terrifying the fighting power displayed by the three golden ranks was.Iga Masamoto's submission was not surprising to him.The only pity is that the other party gave in so unconditionally, making it impossible for him to use the problem to pick and choose.

With the other party's forbearance in the city, and knowing the true intentions of Hua Guo's professionals in this intervention, they will definitely be more vigilant against them, and it may be a disaster in the future - although in Peng Mingzhe's view, Fusang's strength will always be a threat Less than the present-day Huaguo and the Salvation Association.

"It's too much to say that the disaster is too much!" Fang Jin didn't think that the current Fusang still had the ability to threaten Huaguo.

But whether it is the blood debt left over from history or the grievances forged this time, it is indeed a small hidden danger.

"It's a pity, the other party didn't give us a chance to tear our faces apart..."

Wei Gong sighed regretfully, referring to Fang Jin looting the entire warehouse of the Iga Ninja Club.During the period, he clearly saw that Iga's face turned pale, but he held back and didn't make a move—or rather, he didn't dare to do it!

"So what if you didn't give it a chance?"