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It’s No. 63 Tibia Street again!

Helot turned to look at Laem who was meditating. It turned out that "we will only discuss magic from now on" was meant for Dorothea.

Cunning old fox.

Helot briefly looked through the manuscript again, but could not see what information Laem had left in it.

Anyway, No. 63 Tibia Street is also my next stop, so let’s go and see what secrets are hidden there.

"Take me to 63 Tibia Street."

Bressini: "Yes, Master."

Helot led his guards out of the dungeon, and a carriage was already parked outside.

Pulling the cart are two ghost horses. Their strong bodies are constantly changing between reality and reality. Their manes and tails are like smoke, and green soul fire is burning in the eyes. The carriage is crafted from the bones of large creatures and is exquisitely designed without losing the unique horror style of the undead.

The driver is a skeleton wearing half armor.

Seeing Helot, the skeleton coachman immediately jumped down and saluted: "Dear Bone Broken Advisor, it's a long way from here to Xicheng District. This is the carriage given to you by the Marquis."

Helot couldn't help but sigh, Dorotea's movements were really fast.

Since the carriage is a gift, just accept it.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!"

Bresini stepped forward and opened the door. The interior was equally exquisite. Although the material was bone, it was polished to have the texture of jade, but the seats were a little hard...

Herot sat down and whispered to Bressini outside the door: "Assign our vampire guards to drive and let the skeleton coachman return to the Lord of Dorothea."

"Yes, Master."

After a while, Bresini got into the car, sat opposite Helot and replied: "Master, the arrangements have been made, shall we set off?"

Now sitting in the carriage driver's seat were the vampire guards under the command of Herot. The original coachman stood innocently next to the carriage.

Herod nodded: "Let's go!"

Bresini knocked on the carriage, and the carriage immediately started moving.

The four vampire guards guarding the outside transformed into bats. After flying around the carriage for a week, they each clung to the four corners of the carriage and hung up.

Herot, who wanted to know more about Scorched Earth City, continued chatting with Bresini.

"Since you are a new vampire, you should have family in Scorched Earth City, right?"

Bresini had been sitting across from Helot with her knees together since she got into the car. Her body was tense and she was always storing strength, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

But his eyes were still observing his new master.

It was just the question that Helot suddenly asked that made her high mood dim.

"Family?" Bresini repeated this strange yet familiar name, and then replied: "Since I have become an undead, I no longer have a family."

"It seems that you have family. Do they also live in Xicheng District now?"

Bresini was silent for a while, and although she resisted, she still replied with a nasal voice: "Yes!"

Herot ignored Bresini's mood and continued to ask: "After you became the personal guard of the Lord of Dorothea, did you provide any help to your family?"

The continuous questioning made Bresini couldn't help but burst out: "Master, why are you so interested in my family?"

Helot said: "Because I also have a family member who gave up his identity as a living person and became an undead. I want to know...if becoming an undead will weaken my feelings towards my family members.

I wonder...if he will eventually forget about me. "

After hearing Helot's answer, Bresini, who was a little angry, instantly dissipated her anger.

She looked out of the car melancholy and said as if to herself: "The souls transformed by the deceased will not leave behind their feelings for their families, and the souls transformed by living beings like us will not forget it. We just have to bear watching them. Growing old, suffering the pain of passing away one after another, and then becoming a real undead due to the wear and tear of a long time.

I did not help them after I transformed into a vampire. "

"Why?"

Breshni looked at Herot: "I don't have the energy to help them. The Lord of Dorothea provides us with everything we need, but there is no money."

Helot thought about Bresini's lack of selfishness and the strict rules in Scorched Earth City, but he never expected that it would be such a reason.

Although Dorothea is a bit stingy, she is not so stingy that she is reluctant to give pocket money to the personal guards, right?

Helot continued to ask.

This time Bressini didn't resist chatting.

Dorotea is mean not only because she is a bit stingy, but also because she really has no money.

The main body of the Land of the Dead is the undead, and the undead themselves do not have high material and spiritual needs, so they will naturally not form large-scale commercial activities.

Scorched Earth City is already considered a relatively prosperous city because of its high tolerance for living beings. Those cities of the undead that severely exclude living beings are truly lifeless in the literal sense. Many undead souls can just dig a hole somewhere and lie there forever until they rot into ashes.

The prosperity of Scorched Earth City is only compared with other undead cities. If you don't have money, you really don't have money. In addition, Dorothea has been expanding its military equipment in recent years and preparing for war to compete for the position of power. It can be said that the warehouses of Scorched Earth City cannot even sweep out the ashes.

Fortunately, the undead do not have high material or spiritual needs. In addition to supplying vampire blood food, they do not need military pay.

This is also the biggest advantage of the undead army over the armies of other camps.

With the introduction of Bresini, a local vampire, Herot finally had a general understanding of Scorched Earth City.

"Master, we have entered Xicheng District."

Bresini reminded Herot, her tone and expression more vigilant than before. She also knocked on the carriage to send a warning signal to the surrounding vampire guards.

Helot looked out the window. The scene outside made him feel as if he had traveled through time again.

This is simply a prosperous human town.

After walking in Dongcheng District for such a long time, I didn't see many people on the road. Most of them were undead patrols. But the streets of Xicheng District are bustling with people, elves, orcs, dwarves...the undead are only a minority here.

After Helot's identification, most of them were players.

No wonder I haven't seen many players in Dongcheng District. It turns out they all came here.

Helot opened the information bar and opened the previously blocked channel. The empty chat box was instantly filled with all kinds of noisy information.

There are those who hawk things; there are those who are summoned by guilds; there are those who live in air-conditioned rooms, and most of them are studio power-trainers.

Helot was dizzy after watching this, so he simply blocked it all again.

Then Helot noticed Bresini's nervousness and asked, "Is there any danger approaching?"

Bresini replied: "The entire Xicheng District is dangerous. Ever since these adventurers suddenly came to Scorched Earth City in large numbers, vicious attacks have continued to occur in the city. The Xicheng District where adventurers gather is even more serious, so more care must be taken. "

Adventurer...

It should be what the natives of the game world call players.