Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

Singo, Mantou, Born to Fight, and Xia Ye Qiuyu once again gathered in the square. At this moment, they had gotten rid of the nickname of "The Black Slave Four" and even caused resentment and dissatisfaction among some players.

The security guards were fine. They only caught illegal and criminal acts, effectively prevented Mengxin from being robbed by high-level thieves, and maintained the basic order in Bato City. However, Singo's tax collectors were different.

During his tenure, Singo worked actively and often made suggestions, proposing various taxes such as housing tax, income tax, and association tax, many of which were adopted.

These suggestions effectively increased the financial income of Bato City, and he himself also received a lot of shares, earning the reputation of "Xin Papi".

Especially the guild tax, which requires the guild to pay a proportionately higher amount of tax on its collective income. Each guild hated it and even started to bring people to block it at the door.

Mantou was wearing a security guard suit and stared at Singo: "Damn it, you've been so busy recently, you still dare to appear in the square, aren't you afraid of being assassinated?"

The born-to-war maniac touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Didn't the president of King Quan say harshly that he would paint you on the city wall?"

Singo crossed his arms and said confidently: "It's okay. I have reached a 'tax non-proliferation agreement' with them. I will not submit a new No. 3 tax plan, and they will not mess with me. I will pay taxes normally and everyone will be fine."

His tone was a little excited: "How's it going? Have your camp contributions met the requirements? I am now thirty-one."

"Seize the young master?"

"Thirty thousand?"

At first, Mantou thought he heard wrongly.

Singo pretended to be calm and said: "It will increase the tax revenue of Bato City by 600% in one month. This small contribution is not too much."

The steamed bun clicked his tongue and said, "No wonder people want to block your door. You are stealing food from other people's mouths."

Xia Ye Qiuyu said: "I am now at 12700, but I prefer the dragon vein warlock, but I feel that the half-dragon template is a bit too ugly, and now I have converted to a third-level warlock."

Singo said disdainfully: "Haha, looks are nothing compared to strength."

I was so angry that my eyebrows stood up in the autumn rain on a summer night.

The natural-born warrior said sheepishly: "I'm a little afraid of heights, so I just need to buy a half-dragon transformation gift. There's no need for a flying mount or anything like that."

Steamed Bun said in surprise: "Brother, are you still afraid of heights?"

Singo also rarely joked: "How come you are not afraid of heights when you are using a ship-cutting knife to chop up other people's motherships?"

The born warrior touched his bald head, smiled, and said: "At that time, in outer space, I couldn't see the ground, so I wasn't afraid of heights. When I fell into low-Earth orbit, I was quite scared to see the surface of the planet."

Steamed bun:"."

He was silent for a while and then said: "My current contribution value is 12,500, which should be enough to buy the red scale token."

Steamed Bun's tone was also quite excited. He had been waiting for this moment for too long.

Singo took out the invitation he had prepared a long time ago, and the writing on it was still like a burning flame.

"It's harvest time!"

"Set off!"

Everyone came to a safe secret room to use this [mysterious invitation].

It can only be said that Singo is indeed prescient. The price of this invitation letter on the black market has been sold to nearly a hundred gold coins, and most of it is in the hands of those guilds with strong financial resources. It is extremely difficult for ordinary individual players to get it. .

[Confirm to use [Mysterious Invitation]! ]

It was still the familiar flame portal and the long, dark corridor, which the four of them were already familiar with.

"Are you ready with your lines and everything?"

"Well, I won't be as reckless as you and lose your favorability points in vain."

"Then it wasn't you who tricked me!"

As the lights lit up, a half-dragon, half-human mysterious warlock appeared at the end.

Cassius adjusted the NPC's tone and said slowly: "Nice to see you again, warriors from the unknown realm. Have you completed the tasks I assigned?"

Singo took a step forward and answered calmly: "Yes, Lord Cassius, the blood and tears of the tieflings have been revealed to us. I believe those sanctimonious people will pay the price they deserve."

"You guys did a great job."

Cassius nodded slightly. Everyone could not see the meaning in his golden eyes, so they had to agree again and again.

Steamed Bun woke up in a low voice: "Hurry up and buy something. This invitation should be time-limited."

Singo said disdainfully: "Do you understand what maximizing profits means? Only by hugging the leader of the camp tightly can you profit from the next mission."

But even though he said this, he still opened the store template in his hand.

"Lord Cassius, I want to buy some equipment."

"The hunting longbow has a bonus to the attack of monsters. When aiming, it can give the enemy a hunter's mark. This mark can increase accuracy and cause continuous additional damage. It sells for 80 gold coins."

"I bought it."

Singo had a rather painful expression on his face, but he continued.

"The Ring of Burning, your weapon attacks cause additional fire damage that can be superimposed on the enemy. It sells for 40 gold coins."

"Bought."

Singo gritted his teeth and continued; "The Tremor Scale Armor adds three additional armors. When attacked, it has a chance to give the enemy a [tremor static electricity] effect. The price is... 100 gold coins.

"I bought it!"

Singo presented the bulging purse with both hands.

The purse made a "ding-dong" sound that made him feel painful.

Cassius took the gold coins, rummaged around, and took out the three pieces of equipment that were shining with magic from the dimensional bag.

"They are yours."

Everyone watched with bated breath. This was not a magic light, but the brilliance of money.

Mantou was even more stunned when he heard these numbers: "Damn, Singo, did you go rob a bank?"

"Where did you get so many gold coins?"

Singo got the equipment, touched his shriveled wallet, and forced a smile: "Isn't this little gold easy to get?"

"Tax collectors get commissions every time they receive extra taxes."

"Here, I'll give it to you. It's the compensation for selling your equipment last time, and the account of favorability will be counted together."

"Ding——"

With a crisp sound, he threw the [Burning Ring] over like a coin, and Mantou hurriedly caught it, fearing that this expensive thing would be bumped.

"It's more than 200 gold coins in total..."

"No wonder those guilds are hunting you down. You're not a tax collector, you're just robbing money."

Mantou was amazed.

The Burning Ring can be regarded as a warrior's god equipment in the early stage. It adds fire damage without any brains, and can be used in both melee and ranged combat.

However, he carefully held the ring that was gleaming with flames, thinking to himself, "Xin Gou may have a bad temper, likes to put on airs, and never gives people face, but he's still okay."