The Game of Demon Hunter

"The price of grain today cannot exceed one and a half times yesterday's. Whoever dares not to sell grain or hostile takeovers will be dealt with according to the old rules." The female warrior Vittoria swaggered and sat on the pier, a temporary nailed chair became took her throne.

To say that the Druid organization of the Ring of Shepherds has indeed been separated from society for too long, its starting point may be good, but in terms of action, there are too many problems.

When a seaside town with fewer than 200 residents is suddenly crowded with nearly a thousand people, its problems of accommodation, drinking water and food will become very serious.

Especially among the seven or eight hundred people who squeezed in, two-thirds were business groups with armed guards.

Mercenaries and sailors, you'd be hard-pressed to find a more fearless group of mortals than these two gangs, organized and disciplined, gangs of gangs.

If it weren't for the people of the Retribution Battlegroup who couldn't stand the chaotic order in the town, I'm afraid the casualty ratio here would be as close as Storm's End.

Because of the food price problem, there were five armed fights between the sailors who originally lived in the small town and the merchant group in three days.

While holding the only fresh water resource, while holding a large amount of food, neither side is willing to give in.

The merchants raised the price of food, the sailors doubled the price of fresh water, and the fruits and food sent by the druids every day were equivalent to a drop in the bucket.

Even the big eaters of the retribution battle group can't get enough.

At the critical moment, Vittoria stepped forward, led Wang Yue and Feng Wuyi, and beat up all the caravan guards in one morning.

Not only that, but in the afternoon, she led someone to beat the sailors again, not even a few fourteen or fifteen year olds ran away.

Afterwards, Vittoria's financial system was established. One gold coin of grain sold today can be sold for one and a half tomorrow. Each person can only buy once a day, and no repetition is allowed. Each time the amount is only enough for the day.

As long as someone buys, the merchant must sell, or get beaten.

Fresh water is also, the same rules.

In the words of a certain businessman: "For the past three days, I spent the same gold coin over and over again, and I lost my money."

In general, the residents of the small town enjoyed three days of free food and inexhaustible supply of fresh water because of the female samurai's bad math, but the food carried by the merchants was about to run out.

This time, there were four merchants who brought food, and they were already planning to admit their bad luck. Who would let this group of supernatural beings afford to mess with them.

All the really rich businessmen have gone to sea to do big business, and the rest of them who run errands on land are basically scattered businessmen with no backing and no capital.

"You have the final say, my lord. Anyway, I have less than five hundred catties of grain left, and I'll throw it away when it's sold out." The businessman who had snatched the wine from the female warrior before said with a shattered posture: "When the grain is all eaten , I will eat meat with you every day!"

"Don't worry, you won't starve to death if I have a bite to eat." The female warrior patted the merchant's shoulder in a big bag: "In the future, if you have the opportunity to do business in Antony Dagang, if you mention my name, no one will dare to look for you trouble!"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, we are wanted criminals over there." The monk Feng Wuyi smiled kindly at the businessman and kindly reminded him.

It's just that these words made the merchant's already dark face even darker.

Fortunately, the day of misery for the merchants is finally over today.

The druids of the Tree Shepherd Ring were notified immediately that the plague in Storm's End had been lifted, and all the infected people who were infected with the plague died suddenly without exception, and their corpses were no longer contagious.

The druid who looked like a savage followed behind the black-robed druid, and the thorns growing around the town automatically separated to the two sides, making way for the druids.

When passing by mortals along the way, the black-robed druid would whisper the last sentence: "The plague is over, you are free, you can leave here, and go wherever you want."

The two druids walked all the way to the pirate ship at the pier by the sea. The merchants along the way, as if they were amnesty, quickly loaded their goods with them, wishing they could set off immediately.

Most of these scattered merchants have contracts, and this time they were delayed for nearly a week on the road, and they were already anxious.

"The plague incident in Storm's End has come to an end. Everyone, thank you for maintaining the order here." The old man in black robe said politely to the female warrior: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I can only watch them happen. conflicted."

"Old man, just leave people alone here, it's your fault." The female warrior cocked her thick legs, holding a wine glass in one hand and a chicken leg in the other: "I wish I had known earlier that this is how you set up a quarantine area." Yes, last time I even fought with you."

The young druid dressed as a savage was pulled out of the forest several times by members of the retribution war group and beaten violently during this period, and he was completely convinced.

Standing in front of the female warrior now, she has no temper at all.

He was originally a promising eighth-level druid with the [Son of the Wild] talent. He could transform into a bear before he was an adult. He was a highly anticipated seed player in the next generation of the Ring of Shepherds.

As a result, the idle members of the Retribution Battlegroup regarded finding and defeating Druids as a kind of entertainment, and the four of them took turns challenging each other every day.

The bear who was beaten completely lost his temper.

The black-robed druid is a neutral faction in the Ring of Shepherds, and has no prejudice against human civilization: "The incident happened suddenly, and we are seriously short of manpower, so we can only act first and then finish it."

"Thanks to your help this time, we Druids will never treat our friends badly." The black-robed Druid said with a smile: "I heard that you plan to go to Wangxiang City?"

Yang Yuefan stood on the high deck, looking down at the black-robed druid: "That's right, what advice does this elder have?"

At this time, Yang Yuefan was already scolding his mother in his heart. He hadn't set off yet, and it was rumored that even the druids who lived in the deep mountains and old forests knew about his destination, so he shouldn't have told the female warrior about it.

"Our Tree Shepherd Ring has not been close to Wangxiang City for nearly fifty years. There was an incident suspected of chaos erosion there, and then you Siris completely sealed Wangxiang City and did not communicate with the outside world. The black-robed druid raised his chest and looked up at Yang Yuefan: "But recently, when our tree-shepherd ring organization was out on the move, we discovered something different."

Yang Yuefan jumped off the side of the ship, and landed lightly beside the Druid: "I don't know what you found out of the ordinary?"