A million ways to survive in the dungeon

The next day, noon.

Zheng Qian came to Noplade Street as promised.

Unlike Inhomane Street.

Here, there are all "financial practitioners" in neat suits coming and going.

Everyone's face has the indifference caused by long and high-pressure work. Everyone's eyes are only focused on the bills in their hands or the way forward.

The buildings on both sides are also very commercial, with pure glass and aluminum alloy exterior walls, snow-white and blue-gray street backgrounds, and sporadic greening.

It is a street full of financial flavor.

Nopride Grand Hotel.

It was just like the modern hotel in my memory, with a huge threshold five or six meters high, and a receptionist at the door with a business-like smile on her face.

As soon as Zheng Qian entered the door, an attendant in a suit and leather shoes came forward to inquire, and took Zheng Qian into the magic elevator to the top floor.

Since arriving at Eagle Valley, Zheng Qian has had a question.

Why are the messengers of all forces like this blond man wearing a suit and leather shoes?

And they are all about the same length.

Are all your messengers mass-produced?

Enter the presidential suite on the top floor.

Zheng Qian shouted in his heart.

Wow, golden legend!

Gold carpet, gold wallpaper, gold round table, gold large crystal lamp.

Every millimeter of space in this room conveyed to Zheng Qian the four big words "pricey".

The round table was already full.

Zheng Qian recognized that many of them were members of the parliament that day.

Including O'Regan and Mazewalker were also present, but they were sitting in lower fishtail seats.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone looked at Zheng Qian with serious expressions.

Zheng Qian felt calm and went to the table by himself.

At the head of the wine table were two elderly men.

One is bald and slightly fat, and the other has curly hair and a strong build.

The bald one is the leader of the Shet faction: Karl.

The one with curly hair is the representative of the leader of the Sakar faction: Basaka.

"Mr. Zheng Qian." Shete said with a smile on behalf of Karl: "Thank you for coming to the appointment."

Zheng Qian didn't care if he was polite or not, he just poured the wine on his own when he got to the table: "I won't talk nonsense to you, where is Reinhard? That kid is my cash cow.

If you dare to kill me, I'm not done with you. "

"Mr. Reinhardt and his family are now protected by our Sakar faction. They are in a safe place. Mr. Zheng Qian does not need to worry."

Basaka, the representative of the Sakal faction said.

"Yeah, then what do you want from me?" Zheng Qian asked calmly.

Karl said, came to the table, crossed his fingers with his hands, propped up his chin like Commander Ikari, looked at Zheng Qian with a monkey expression, and said with interest: "Zheng Qian, I heard that you signed an agreement with the Buster faction Is there a contract?"

Zheng Qian shrugged: "The terms they offered are very attractive."

Karl sneered and said: "Let me guess what the conditions are? After destroying our two major factions, conquer the whole world, and then give you a piece of land to make you a prince?"

Zheng Qian frowned.

Next to him, Basaka, the representative of the Sakar clan, sneered: "Are you still promised that after you break through the dungeon, I will let you drink some holy water? Break through level 100?"

Hearing this, Zheng Qian probably understood.

"Is there anyone from you in the Buster faction?"

Karl smiled and said: "When you met, didn't he just say it? Eagle Valley is a country with many factions. You lurk me, and I lurk you. It's a normal thing."

Oh, this country is really chaotic.

They fight externally in the east and west, and internally there is constant internal strife.

If it weren't for the magic crystal on the first floor of the dungeon and the gold and silver mines and primitive embryos on the second floor, this country's virtues might not be alive today.

No, I still wonder, with so many resources, why Eagle Valley is just a hegemonic country and does not rule the world.

No wonder.

If the top management has this kind of virtue, it would be damned if they could rule the world.

"So, what do you want?" Zheng Qian pretended to have a frozen expression, looking very nervous.

Basaka said: "Churchipus is a mentally retarded person. He always thought that he was very smart and could control everyone.

As everyone knows, we are all factions. If we can't even find out this little thing, this little trick can kill us. Can we rule Eagle Valley for so long?

Do you really think we are mentally retarded?

O'Regan and Mazewake, what do you think? "

Mazehuak lowered his cowboy hat and said nothing, but there was a proud smile on his lips.

O'Regan smiled and said: "What's there to say? His term is about to expire, so he needs to go to the hospital for an emergency."

Only then did Zheng Qian understand.

Co-author: Are you two war kings both teenagers? Or double-sided?

"For businessmen, time is money, Zheng Qian, I can see that you are also doing things for profit, so that would be easier to say."

Karl leaned back in his chair and said with a smile: "How about it? Do you want to cooperate with us?

Unlike Churchips, we will not promise you some illusory things. When you cooperate with us, we will only provide you with real benefits. "

"oh?"

Zheng Qian smiled with great interest and said: "I will not mention the matter of you imprisoning my friend Reinhard for now.

What are the benefits? Let’s talk and listen first. "

Karl and Basaka looked at each other and smiled, and finally Karl made the condition: "Zheng Qian, when you attack the dungeon, find a way to use up more of the elite warriors of the Bast faction.

This is easy for you, right? It's just that they use less force during the battle.

After defeating the dungeon and taking out the Holy Grail, he will betray you and give the Holy Grail to us.

As long as you can do it, how about we give you five hundred grams of condensed gold? "

"Five hundred grams of condensed gold?" Zheng Qian was shocked.

One million gold coins is only equivalent to one gram of condensed gold.

Five hundred grams of condensed gold, which is almost equal to the entire property of the small country.

"Wait a minute, are you talking about conquering the dungeon?" Zheng Qian suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Don't you want to ruin Churchipus's plan?"

"Of course not, we are prepared to take advantage of the situation." Basaka said.

Karl sneered and added: "All we want is the Holy Grail. If we don't send those two million troops to die, Churchips will definitely have doubts. How can he go to attack the dungeon? He will definitely keep his troops by his side. Guaranteed?"

"But if you do this, even if you get the Holy Grail in the end, the troops in Eagle Valley will be exhausted, right?" Zheng Qian was puzzled.

Karl smiled and said: "So what? We are businessmen, and businessmen have no borders. How much money can those newcomers and low-level adventurers get? Anyway, it is not our money that is lost in military expenditures.

With the Holy Grail, we can take our wealth and power to develop in other countries, and even become kings on our own.

If you are interested then, you are welcome to join. "

"So that's it."

Hearing this, Zheng Qian probably understood.

Be it the Buster faction, the Shet faction, or the Sakar faction.

They're all the same.

They only have their own interests in mind.

To them, the country is just a vehicle for profit. To them, the two million young people are just commodities whose lives are not worth a gold coin.

"I see."

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian finally let go of the last trace of his psychological burden: "Reinhardt, I want him to live and pay his bond."

"86 million gold coins? No problem." Karl smiled and said: "Tomorrow I will buy the securities companies whose bonds he has and pay the bonds immediately."

"besides."

Zheng Qian spread his hands and said, "If you want to do business with me, you have to pay a deposit first, right? Otherwise, how can I trust you?"

Karl and Basaka looked at each other.

This kind of sophisticated businessman can communicate and discuss with just his eyes.

Soon, Karl said: "Okay, we can pay 50 grams of gold as a deposit first."

"make a deal."

Zheng Qian slapped the table, stood up and said: "In two days, the Bast faction will start secret operations, and Churchips will mobilize the country's troops with a presidential order.

When the time comes, you just need to stay in the imperial capital and respond to the call.

Mobilizing adventurers does not require food and grass. The adventurers will each prepare their own supplies, so recruiting troops only takes about three days.

Within these three days, I will help Churchipus break through the dungeon, and when the time comes, the Holy Grail will be paid and delivered. "

"good!"

Karl and Basaka both stood up and said: "In the past few days, our two major factions will all mobilize to contain the actions of the Bast faction in the imperial capital.

Once the Holy Grail is in hand, we will impeach the President! Seize power!

Once we get the resources of the Buster faction and the Holy Grail, our two factions will merge and become the most powerful armed business empire in the world!

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want Eagle Valley, it won’t be a problem to build a new dynasty! "

…

Departing from Nopride Grand Hotel.

The smile on Zheng Qian's face gradually disappeared.

In his hand, he held a box containing a fifty-gram gold ingot.

But Zheng Qian couldn't be happy.

Although I know there are problems in the country of Eagle Valley.

But think about it, it’s only been a week since we arrived at Eagle Valley.

If we say that during his six months in eastern Sichuan, Zheng Qian saw the nobility of human nature.

So during the week in Eagle Valley, Zheng Qian saw clearly how despicable people can be?

Eagle Valley The country is sick.

But Zheng Qian didn't expect that he could be so ill.

In the past, Zheng Qian thought that if a country is destroyed, its innocent people will suffer.

This will be somewhat psychologically burdensome.

But now, Zheng Qian no longer has this burden at all.

There are three beasts on the heads of the Eagle Valley people.

Three beasts that were thousands of times more terrifying than the Warcraft.

These three beasts are bloodthirsty and never know when they are hungry or full.

Maybe if they were destroyed, many ordinary people would suffer.

But if it is immortal... everyone, and everyone's descendants, will become food for these three beasts for generations to come.

The plan has reached the final stage.

Now, the last thing Zheng Qian has to do is to create his own magic weapon, and then...

Beat the Eagle Valley Dungeon!

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