Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

The starting price of the Archbishop of Word Spirit is 3. It doesn't seem like much, but it is very exaggerated when compared with other slaves. The highest starting price of other slaves is only .

As people bid passionately, the price of the Archbishop of Word Spirit was quickly raised to 50. If it were in the past, this price would have been capped. But now, people can't exchange their money, so they might as well buy something real.

Perhaps it was too lively here, so several elders came out to watch the fun, including the elder who sold the ground quota.

The moment that elder saw Archbishop Word Spirit, he felt his heartbeat quicken. The same was true for the other elders.

"That slave is so special... I want to buy him. Please don't compete with me."

"Well, we are all men anyway, no one is interested in him." The other elders said awkwardly. In fact, their hearts were beating faster, but some things were not good to say in person.

"Hahaha! Thank you all for giving up your love!" The female elder laughed.

So she stretched out her hand. "One quota, I want that slave."

As she finished speaking, everyone present instantly fell silent. The merchant who sold the Archbishop of Word Spirit also showed a look of joy. He didn't expect that a slave could be exchanged for a quota! You know, the current quota has been hyped up to 200 million.

"Deal! Thank you for your generosity!" The businessman bowed to the female elder.

"Hahaha! Carry that slave to my room." The female elder said without any hesitation.

After the auction of the finale item of the Word Spirit Archbishop was completed, the people present were not very interested and they all left. The whole scene was suddenly empty. The Archbishop duo, who were squeezed back and forth by the crowd, finally had some space to breathe.

"It's so uncomfortable! Can you help me check if my makeup has fallen off?" asked the bishop.

"No, it's OK." The old general said. "But we have to find a way to get the Archbishop of Word Spirit away, otherwise everyone here will die."

"Senior, this is too risky! Those elders are not pushovers. It will be terrible if they recognize us!" Xue Jie reminded in a low voice.

"Besides, what does the life or death of the people here have to do with us? It's their own fault!" The truth was also added.

“……” The old general’s expression was a little hesitant, and he couldn’t explain it to everyone.

While everyone was discussing in a low voice, the female elder looked back and forth and saw the bishop in his gorgeous feather outfit.

"What beautiful clothes! I've never seen this kind of feathers before." The elder was slightly stunned and subconsciously walked towards the bishop and the others.

Everyone also felt the elder's gaze and became alert.

"Oh no! Did we reveal any flaws?" Everyone was a little panicked. They didn't know whether to leave or not.

Soon the elder came up to them. "Ma'am, you look unfamiliar."

The bishop opened his mouth and then responded quickly: "You are really a noble man who forgets things easily. My father visited you before! We must have met once."

The elder was slightly stunned. She rubbed her forehead. She really had no impression of the person in front of her.

"Of course, I was a child then, and now that I'm grown up, you may not recognize me," the bishop added.

"Really?" This situation is possible, and the elder has met too many people. If he only met them once, he might forget some people.

"I'm really sorry. It's easy to forget things when you get older. I hope you don't mind." The elder smiled.

"You are still very young! Never say that about yourself!" said the bishop.

"Hahaha~ Actually, I came here without permission just to ask where the clothes you are wearing were customized? It's very unique..." The elder began to look at the clothes intently.

The bishop felt a little uncomfortable, but he still forced a smile and said, "These feathers were obtained from a mutant bird. They are out of print."

"Ha! That's great! I want to buy your clothes. If you encounter any problems in the future, you can come to me for help." The elder said directly.

"This..." The bishop looked a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Are you unwilling?" The elder smiled slightly, with a hint of arrogance in his expression.

"I'm sorry." The bishop shook his head.

"Okay, I get it. I'm sorry to bother you two." The elder did not force it, but walked away with his waist twisted.

However, the bishop suddenly discovered that the people around her looked at her in a slightly strange way.

"Girl, listen to my advice. You'd better give the clothes to that elder!"

"Yes! This is enemy-occupied territory now. Only those who hold power have the right to speak."

Everyone was making wild suggestions, but the bishop remained indifferent.

Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, the others stopped trying and moved away from the bishop.

Not long after the elder left, several strong men suddenly walked in. They looked around and then set their sights on the bishop.

The bishop narrowed his eyes, knowing that the newcomers were up to no good. Sure enough, the burly men walked straight towards the bishop.

Seeing that a conflict was about to occur, the old general suddenly stepped forward and said to the bishop: "You are so ignorant! Since the elder likes the clothes, just give them to her!"

"Ah?" The bishop was slightly stunned. The strong men also stopped.

"Hurry up and find a place to take off your clothes. I will take the clothes to apologize to the elder." The old general said loudly.

"..." The bishop was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Although he didn't know what his foster father was going to do, the situation was indeed a little bad.

So the two of them quickly bought some clothes on the spot and then returned to their rest house. The strong men just stared from a distance and did not come over.

In fact, those strong men were not sent by the elders. They were just the spontaneous actions of some people who wanted to curry favor with the elders. Now that their goal has been achieved, they don't want to cause trouble anymore. The elders will definitely thank them afterwards.

Soon, the old general came out with a gorgeous suit of clothes. The bishop changed his clothes and wanted to leave with a simple cloth bag on his back. However, he was stopped when he reached the sentry post.

"The situation is special now. You can only go in but not out! Otherwise, you may expose our position!"

"This...then how can we get out?" asked the bishop.

“Unless you have the elders’ order, or the elders take you out personally.”

"...I understand." The bishop sighed helplessly and returned to his lounge.

The old general felt helpless when he saw this. He sorted out his mood and walked straight to the elders' rest area, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

On the way, people looked at him with a hint of sarcasm. It would be a huge loss if he went to apologize now. The best way to deal with it would be to sell the clothes to the other party immediately when the elder asked the question.

The elders' rest area is heavily guarded, with many fully armed guards surrounding it.

When the guards saw the old general coming, they immediately pointed their spears at him.