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Xingkong had just put on his smock and covered his skull with a hood when four ghosts floated in front of him.

The ghost in the lead was an old man with a translucent grayish-white body and a shrewd look: "Foreign traveler! The King of Sorrow has issued an order: Do not attack the undead in the Rotten Court! We have seen what you did. A poor zombie did not provoke you, but you took away its only property.

If I were you, I would definitely find a way to escape from here as quickly as possible..."

As they spoke, the four ghosts cast a spell together, and magic shaped a sedan between them. The sedan was very simple, a chair with a stick tied on each side, and a stream of death energy rippled on the sedan.

Xingkong thought that the attack just now was very clean and neat, but he didn't expect to be discovered. This made him think of a word... The Rotten Court is really "hidden dragons and crouching tigers".

These four ghosts are not ordinary low-level undead at first glance, especially the old ghost in the lead, who is definitely a high-level hero.

The next step should be "spending money to eliminate disasters".

"You're right, I have to leave here as soon as possible. I saw a nice means of transportation, it seems to be very popular in the Rotten King's Court."

The ghost old man made an invitation: "This is the ghost express boat. The Rotten King's Court is really big, and taking the ghost express boat can get you to your destination as soon as possible. Our fee is very cheap, but considering your special situation, this time we will only charge you one gold coin.

We can take you anywhere you want to go...only within the King's Court."

One gold coin!

Xingkong knows the price of the ghost flying boat in the Rotten King's Court. Five silver coins can travel the entire King's Court.

But if you don't want to cause more trouble, this hush money must be paid.

Xingkong popped out a gold coin, then walked over and sat on the chair: "Go to the peeling tower, it's better to be quick."

The ghost old man reached out and grabbed the gold coin, and stretched out his index finger with his other hand to turn it. A gust of wind was summoned, blowing the gold coin and making a pleasant sound.

"Hehehe..." The ghost old man held the gold coin, and then stretched out his hand, and the gold coin disappeared. It lifted the sedan chair with the other three ghosts and said to Xingkong confidently: "Please rest assured, our ghost flying boat is famous for its speed in the Rotten King's Court."

The four ghosts lifted the simple flying boat and quickly rose up, circling a towering spire. After identifying the direction, the ghost flying boat accelerated and flew forward.

The oncoming wind blew away Xingkong's hood, revealing a silver metal skull.

After Xingkong put on the hood again, the ghost flying boat fell quickly, and then drifted beautifully and stopped under a high tower of the undead.

The old ghost saluted Xingkong: "Guest, we have arrived at the Skin Peeling Tower, thank you for your patronage!"

It was really fast!

It arrived before I had time to overlook the Rotten King's Court.

But it is also possible that the Skin Peeling Tower was not far away.

Xingkong stood up from the chair and ejected another gold coin: "You should understand what I mean."

The old ghost happily grabbed the gold coin and summoned the wind to blow it again. He smiled and said in the pleasant sound: "Don't worry, guest! We are very tight-lipped and will never reveal any news about you to anyone.

My name is Honest Man Chick. Next time you need a ghost flying boat, just release this small prop. We are always available and are famous for being fast in the Rotten King's Court!"

Honest Man Chick gave Xingkong a small ghost model, which he could feel was a very clever magic prop.

Xingkong put the model into the shoulder storage slot: "Okay, Chick, next time you need a ghost flying boat, I will definitely find you."

"Call me Honest Man Chick." The old ghost cared about this name and emphasized it again.

"Okay, Honest Man Chick."

Chick laughed heartily: "Goodbye, guest, I wish you all the best in the Rotten King's Court."

The four ghosts took off and disappeared between the towering spires in the sky.

Xingkong turned around and faced his destination.

The Peeling Tower is a super-large undead tower. Its ground width reaches 500 meters. The tower towers straight into the clouds in the sky, as if it can reach the moon in the sky.

Such a super-large undead tower is not built. It grows from the ground and takes countless years to grow to this size. Moreover, this kind of undead tower only exists in the royal court, and the number is also very rare. There are only thirteen in the entire Rotten Royal Court. The tallest one is the Rotten Tower, which is also the ruling throne of the King of Sorrow.

The scale of the Peeling Tower ranks fifth among the thirteen super-large undead towers, and the number of undead inside cannot be counted. It also has a feature that there are many creatures living in it, some of which come from various planes. Some of them are desperate to take refuge in the land of death, and some come here to study death out of curiosity about death.

Xingkong walked up the steps of the Peeling Tower.

There is no door on the outer layer of the tower body. The material is as luxuriant as jade, and you can feel the extremely powerful death energy contained in it.

When the starry sky approached the tower, a crack appeared and opened, revealing a passage into the tower.

Walking into the passage, the wall emitted a faint light to provide illumination, so it was not too dark inside. After walking about five or six meters, a door opened from the wall, and walking out led to the interior of the skinning tower.

Although this distance was short, the changes in spatial parameters could be felt, just like passing through layers of sticky membranes and constantly changing spatial coordinates.

The interior of the tower is hollow, and a vertical shaft with a diameter of 100 meters leads directly to the top of the tower. Each floor of the tower is about ten meters high, and there are circular stairs connecting the upper and lower tower floors. The residents of the peeling tower live in these tower floors, digging tower materials to build houses, and forming communities.

Residents who have mastered flying skills shuttle in the vertical shaft, which is the most effective way of transportation.

Residents who do not have flying skills do not need to climb the stairs layer by layer, because the tower has its own space transmission function. Just walk into the open door of the tower, then feel the changes in the spatial coordinates, and leave the tower in the appropriate coordinate area, and you will appear where you want to go.

The stronger the spatial perception ability, the more familiar you are with the interior of the peeling tower, and the more accurate the positioning.

Xingkong came to the Rotten King's Court for the first time, and naturally it was the first time to enter the peeling tower. It was not an easy task to accurately go to where you want to go.

Fortunately, money can solve most of the difficulties.

Xingkong took out a silver coin and scratched the silver coin in the air with his index and middle fingers.

After a while, a shadow shook around him, and a short goblin appeared in front of him. The height of the goblin was only up to Xingkong's knees, and there was sparse hair on his round head.

"I heard the wonderful sound of the coin. Guest, where do you want to go?"

Then several more goblins appeared. When they saw that their companions had taken over the business before them, they teleported away one after another.

Xingkong put the silver coin in the palm of the goblin's outstretched hand and said, "I heard that there is a barbarian blacksmith with superb craftsmanship in the Skinning Tower. I want him to make a better two-handed sword for me. Do you know where he is?"

"Of course I know..." The goblin pinched the silver coin and blew it, then put it to his ear and squinted his eyes to listen, and did not forget to answer: "You must be looking for the barbarian Kyle. Many people come to the Skinning Tower to find him to make armor and weapons. I can take you there, but I can't guarantee whether Kyle will take your order. He is too busy and refuses to accept apprentices... He really doesn't know how to make money."

Xingkong said: "You just need to take me there. Whether Kyle will make weapons for me is my business."

"Follow me." The goblin stuffed the silver coin into his dirty pocket, opened a door close to the tower, turned his head and said to Xingkong: "Follow closely, don't go wrong!"

After that, the goblin walked into the door, and Xingkong quickly followed him in.

There were layers of sticky membranes in the passage, and the spatial information was constantly changing.

The goblins were jumping around inside, singing strange tunes in goblin language.

Xingkong learned a little goblin language in the library of Scorched Earth City, and after turning on brain-computer assistance, he could roughly understand the ballads sung by the goblins.

It turned out to be a set of formulas.

"Three small jumps, two steps, ten floors up and three floors down.

Swing to the left, shake to the right, remember the moon direction is not confused.

321, 543, 010, the barbarian blacksmith is at 625.

The lost fool is crying, and a silver coin is easily earned."

After the ballad was sung, the goblin stopped, and a door opened on the wall next to him.

The goblin jumped out, and when Xingkong came out, he had already identified the current location: "Although there is a slight deviation, we are not far from Kyle's blacksmith shop. We can get there by walking up two floors. This is already a small error. I am the best goblin guide in the skinning tower.

Are you an alchemical creature?"

The goblin led Xingkong up the circular stairs, talking nonstop.

Although Xingkong was wearing a smock and a hood to cover his appearance, the goblin was short and could see Xingkong's metal skull from below.

Xingkong replied: "No, I'm not an alchemical creature, but a ghost."

"The ghost?" The goblin turned around and walked backwards. He observed Xingkong curiously: "This is the first time I've seen a ghost made entirely of metal.

Can I know your name? If my friends knew that I met a metal ghost today, they would be very envious."

"My name is Xingkong."

"My name is Little Mudworm." The goblin introduced himself: "A goblin thief. If the barbarian Kyle agrees to make weapons for you, you will live in the Peeling Tower for a long time. You can find me if you encounter anything here in the future. Our goblin thieves are very powerful here."

Xingkong opened the shoulder storage slot and took out a piece of cheese from it. The cheese was wrapped in oil paper. When the oil paper was removed, the milk fragrance immediately spread.

"Hello, little mudworm. I think I will definitely need help from you goblin thieves in the future. This piece of cheese is my gift to you. If you have any important information, you must inform me as soon as possible."

The milk fragrance pulled the goblin's nose over, and the little mudworm walking backwards sniffed the cheese in a very exaggerated posture.

"This is cheese! It smells so good! Are you really going to give it to me? This is just an absurd dream."

"Of course it's true. As long as you provide me with information, it will be yours."

The little mud worm took the cheese in both hands and licked it with his tongue. The satisfaction made him close his eyes and moan: "Don't say it's information. I would give you my life to eat such delicious cheese!"

The little mud worm knew very well how much money such a big piece of cheese could be exchanged for in the peeling tower, and it could definitely buy his life.

Xingkong said: "I don't want your life, I just want information."

"Leave it to me!" The little mudworm carefully rewrapped the cheese and put it inside the inner layer of clothes. Finally, he touched it with some disbelief. After confirming that it was still there, he said to Xingkong: "If the barbarian Kael doesn't make weapons for you, I will go to put out his furnace fire every day."

The goblin was even happier to get a piece of cheese, and he quickly found the barbarian's blacksmith shop with Xingkong.

Master Raem said that the barbarian Kael's blacksmith shop was located on the 37th floor of the Peeling Tower. On the surface, he was a blacksmith who was good at making armor and weapons. His other identity was a member of the Azure Society, belonging to the Rotten Royal Court Liaison Station, and he was deeply trusted by Master Raem.

This time Xingkong came to the Rotten Royal Court to develop the inside line here, and the first person Master Raem thought of was him.

Master Raem once saved Kael, and the barbarian's character made Kael very loyal to Master Raem. Master Raem's trust in Kael even exceeded Mondorali.

When Xingkong saw Kyle, this extremely muscular barbarian was hitting a red-hot iron ingot with his upper body naked. Every time the hammer as big as a human head fell, iron flowers flew, and many hot iron flowers splashed on Kyle's body, but he continued to swing the hammer and hit it.

Outside Kyle's blacksmith shop, Xingkong also saw several people who were obviously dressed as players.

They were constantly talking to Kyle, trying to trigger the plot of this barbarian blacksmith.

"Master Kyle, this is a very rare Yakhan star iron. As long as you accept me as an apprentice, I will give this star iron to you."

Kyle did not respond and continued to hit the iron ingot.

"Master Kyle, can you make a knife for me? No matter what materials you need, I can find them, and you can name the price!"

Kyle continued to hit the iron ingot.

"Master Kyle, do you need charcoal? I can buy it for you..."

"..."

The barbarian Kyle has become accustomed to adventurers harassing him every day, and he knows that the more he drives them away, the more they will pester him. The best way to deal with these adventurers is to ignore them and wait for them to leave when they get impatient.

So Kyle will not respond to any player unless they come in. If they dare to come in, they will be greeted by a ruthless hammer.

After dying several times, the players know the safe distance and keep testing outside the blacksmith shop.

Xingkong grabbed the little mud worm and hid in a dark corner. It is better not to be discovered by the players this time. The players are all very smart. If they find out that there is really a hidden plot here, they will not be able to get rid of it no matter how hard they try.