Doomsday Rise

He held his own saber in his left hand and a new scimitar in his right hand, fighting with both swords.

laugh--

The harsh sound made people frown, and the eyes of the people around him suddenly bulged, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief and extremely shocked.

Huang Letian is the deputy leader of the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group'. His sword is not bad. The new scimitar is only one of thousands in the shop. The result is a big surprise.

Huang Letian's saber was cut in half, and the tip fell to the ground. The new scimitar was intact.

"...Captain!" The person who completed this act was a member of the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group'. He looked at Huang Letian uneasily. The Golden Pearl Seven-Star Sword was Huang Letian's favorite sword. Every time he killed the zombies, he would He asked the cloth strip to be wiped clean, and then wiped it with the oil cloth a second time. It was very well protected, and there was no trace of rust on the blade. But now it was damaged by him. Although Huang Letian asked him to do this, but in his heart Still very uneasy.

Huang Letian stared at the half-cut tip of the knife that fell to the ground, his face expressionless and silent for a long time.

"I only used...six points of strength." The member explained in a low voice, saying that the responsibility was not on him, but on the leader, you were too bad with your own sword.

The eyes of the people around him shrank, and with six points of strength, a sword could be cut off. Everyone's eyes were focused on the new scimitar. This knife was so sharp. If it was used to deal with zombies, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort? Breathing began to quicken.

Huang Letian took the new scimitar from the members, looked it up and down, and asked the staff of the shop named "Ping An": "What is the name of this knife? What is the price?"

"The Yellow River Knife, the price is 1,280 gold coins." The staff member had a professional smile on his face. He was already used to the shocked expressions of the guests. These days, everyone who has tried the Yellow River Knife will show such a look. expression. The casting technology of the Mayan Empire was backward, and they had never seen such a sharp knife.

"This price..." Huang Letian frowned, it was too expensive. Psychologically, the Yellow River Knife was worthy of 1,280 gold coins, but when he thought about purchasing it in large quantities, he lacked confidence. The people watching the excitement around him felt nervous. The knife was a good knife, but the price was too expensive.

"The price is a bit expensive, but compared with life, it seems insignificant. A good weapon can save lives in times of danger." The staff saw the embarrassment on the guest's face, but he was not in a hurry.

Every customer had this expression after hearing the price, and finally took out the money.

If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your weapons. People in the Mayan Empire may not have heard this sentence, but they definitely understand this truth. With such a weapon, it will be much easier to kill zombies. 1280 gold coins are a lot. But once you have good weapons, you can make money back quickly.

"Give me 20 first... no, 30... no, let's go with 50." It was the first time that Huang Letian felt so entangled in buying something. The main reason was that the Yellow River Knife was too expensive and he was short of money.

"Dear guest, you will definitely be proud of this choice in the future." The staff praised.

"Are all the knives the same? There won't be any duplicity, right?" Huang Letian asked.

"You have to believe in this sign." The staff pointed to the word 'Peace' above their head, "We are a century-old store, we will not destroy our sign for a mere tens of thousands of gold coins. You can use every knife. After testing it again, real gold is not afraid of fire, and we have confidence in our products."

Huang Letian is careful in his work. He selects each knife personally and then lets his subordinates try it out before paying for it. He spent all the money from selling zombies, and also took out his capital, but Huang Letian has no regrets.

"Give me a handful!"

"I want two."

"I want it too, but I don't have the money. Can I get it on credit?"

…

The crowd of onlookers couldn't bear it anymore.

They all rushed up and bought the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group', which showed that the Yellow River Scimitar was definitely trustworthy. They didn't believe in the 'Ping An' brand, but they believed in the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group'.

"It's all there, it's all there, no need to grab it, everyone queue up. Credit is not allowed. Our store is a small business and does not accept credit. It doesn't matter if you don't have cash on you. You can exchange it for other items. As long as the value is equal, everything is fine. "The staff shouted to everyone.

…

"Just such a potion, does it have to be sent from the headquarters?" At the top of the pyramid, Liu Wei'an saw the church's mysterious potion. It was a red liquid that looked like blood, but it was definitely not blood. He didn't know what kind of potion it was.

Smear this potion on your weapon's blade, and it will cut down zombies like watermelon. It only works on zombies, not on others.

The two cities "Blackwood City" and "Old Moon City" have been abandoned by the church, and this red potion will not be delivered. The keys to "Old Moon City" have been used up, and there is still a little bit left in "Blackwood City".

There were no scientific researchers in this field among the people who followed the Ping'an Army. They had no choice but to divide half of it and send it back to the Han Dynasty for research. There is no result yet.

If it can be cracked, it will be easier to deal with zombies. However, the church has protected this red liquid so well, so it is obviously not that easy to crack.

"All big cities are firmly controlled by the church. Even small and remote towns have very little autonomy." Moluke replied that the church achieves its goal of controlling the country by controlling people and resources.

"Try to contact the heretics and the 'Round Table'." Liu Wei'an suddenly said.

"Yes!" Moluke's expression changed slightly. As a member of the church, he always had an unknown fear of heresy. However, Liu Wei'an's idea is undoubtedly correct. Heretics are the enemies of the church. Those who know the church best are definitely heretics. The so-called enemies of the enemy are allies. If you can establish contact with the heretics, it will be much easier to deal with the church. However, Heretics are not kind people either.

"The number of zombies is enough. Be prepared. There are only two people on the next list. You and Jin Gongguiying? Aragorn, it depends on you whether you can seize the opportunity." Liu Wei'an said calmly.

"Thank you Governor for your cultivation." Moluke was surprised and happy. This batch of zombies was sent by the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group'. They are all top-quality goods. There is also a demon zombie. If only two people can enjoy it, it will definitely will be of great benefit. He has always been worried that because he is not Liu Wei'an's confidant, he will be regarded as an outcast by Liu Wei'an. This list undoubtedly expresses the importance Liu Wei'an attaches to him. How can he not be overjoyed?

"Work hard, the days ahead will be long." Liu Wei'an sensed a strong aura approaching, walked out of the pyramid, and saw a huge caravan coming slowly, with a big flag rising straight into the sky, with embroidered embroidery on it. If you are familiar with the earth, you will recognize that the mountain range is the Qinling Mountains.

"Qinling Chamber of Commerce", one of the top ten chambers of commerce in the world.

"Congratulations, Governor!" Moluke followed and was shocked when he saw the "Qinling Chamber of Commerce". The former "Blackwood City" was a place that grandma didn't care for and his uncle didn't love. Not to mention large chambers of commerce, even small and medium-sized chambers of commerce heard " The name "Blackwood City" is also a detour and will not be considered at all.

But now, there is the "Luohe Chamber of Commerce" in the front and the "Qinling Chamber of Commerce" in the back. This is already the treatment of a first-class big city.

"When the nest is ready, a phoenix will come." A smile overflowed from the corner of Liu Wei'an's mouth. With trade, "Blackwood City" will develop, and materials from the Mayan Empire will continue to flow. As long as Once you master new weapons, you won't have to worry about no trade.

As long as there are zombies in the Mayan Empire, there will be a market for new weapons.

…

Beggars and vagrants are not allowed to appear in the Mayan Empire. However, the actual situation is that such people cannot be eliminated. Beggars are poor and at the bottom of society. Without help, the probability of death is extremely high. But vagrants are different. They A large part of them just have no fixed place to live and are not necessarily poor. There are also some people who yearn for loneliness and enjoy wandering. In the Mayan Empire, there are not a few such people, and they gradually evolved into a group, the Ronin.

Ya Keyin is a ronin. The reason why he became a ronin is not active, but passive. When he was young, he went to the Han Dynasty and was influenced by the Han Dynasty. He wanted to reform the tribe, but he was regarded as an alien by the elders of the tribe. Expelled from the tribe and not allowed to return, Ya Keyin became a wanderer.

He is the only son of the tribal leader. Otherwise, according to the rules of the tribe, it would definitely not be as simple as expulsion, but cut in half.

Ya Keyin hated the decay of the Mayan Empire, but could not betray it. He lived a very depressed and painful life every day. In order to divert his attention, he practiced martial arts day and night, and eventually became a master of the generation and a famous existence among the Ronin. Doomsday When a crisis occurred and the tribe suffered heavy casualties, he immediately rushed back to the tribe to fight against the zombies and saved many tribesmen. However, what he never dreamed of was that after the situation stabilized, the tribe did not forgive him because of his contribution, but Drive him away again.

"One day, you will beg me to come back." Ya Keyin swore a poisonous oath. Unless the elders of the clan knelt down and begged him, he would never go back.

Ya Keyin knew very well that if he wanted to be respected by others, he had to be strong. Therefore, he practiced even more crazily. He was also the lucky one after the end of the world. He gained the ability to evolve. With the previous foundation, he became the top existence among Ronin. , basically you can hunt one or two abominations, bronze armored zombies, predators and other zombies every day.

On this day, he followed a tribe and picked up a bargain, hunting and hunting a silver zombie in his hand. Although it was not as good as the gold zombie, it was still a high-end product among zombies, and the price was 1,000 gold coins. He tied up the silver zombie with an iron rope and returned to "Boulder City". The iron rope was the iron rope on the iron rope zombie.

On the way, he discovered that other chambers of commerce, ronin and the like were heading in the opposite direction. He was very surprised. He asked someone and got some news that shocked him.

""Blackwood City" is collecting a large number of zombies, and the price is at least twice that of "Boulder City"."

He immediately turned his head and glanced at the silver zombie. If the news was true, why would he go back to "Boulder City"? With an extra 1,000 gold coins, you can buy a lot of things. With the attitude of giving it a try, he followed the Chamber of Commerce to "Blackwood City". Standing under the city gate, he was stunned. The changes in "Blackwood City" made him extremely happy. Isn't this the reform he wanted?

What he failed to accomplish in the tribe, the Ping An Army accomplished in "Blackwood City".

"It's decided, I want to stay in "Blackwood City" forever and won't leave." Ya Keyin said to himself in his heart.