Transcending Half-Orcs: Reward Yourself So You Can Become Strong

[Host]: Gru

[Race]: Orc (81.1% human, 18.9% white werewolf) [

Skill]: Lv.2 Red Lotus Fighting Qi Breathing Method (34/200) 、...

[Combat Power]: 18 (fattened weak chickens)

[Points]: 52

After receiving the breathing method, Gru glanced at the panel.

The cultivation speed is still like that, the progress of the thunder can't move an hour and 1 o'clock is slowly climbing, and the progress has been much slower in the past few days because of the hurry.

"Silsa, let's go, take a shower!"

Gru called out to Sylsa, who was still practicing, and walked into the bathroom, and Sylsa jumped past Gru with a happy smile on her face.

The money spent is good, the room comes with a bathroom and hot water, and even a shower for bathing.

Gru enjoys a rare hot bath, while Shirse wipes his back.

[13 bonus points have been obtained]

I have saved a lot in the past few days, and there are naturally a lot of reward points after catharsis.

Gru found that since he started with the breathing method, his body has become much stronger, and even his stamina and endurance have increased.

"Shirsa, help me wash the front again

" [8 bonus points have been obtained] "Shirsa, come and give me a massage, yes, use those two big and soft bath towels to rub

" [3 bonus points have been obtained] "Shirsa, no, there is not a drop left"

[1 bonus point has been

obtained]

Shilsa held Gru who was holding her waist, carefully put it on the bed, and asked carefully:" Gru, are you okay?"

Gru crossed his legs and immediately began to practice the breathing method, not that he was working too hard, but that he had to replenish his essence immediately!!

"Collect taxes, collect taxes

" "Salga is coming"

Before the tax collection procession arrived, the people on the street shouted first, and seemed to welcome the arrival of the tax collectors.

A group of 5 people came on a unicorn, the person at the head was wearing a noble tuxedo, and his hair was combed back shiny, it should be Salga, and the four people who followed were dressed in standard full-body armor, probably bodyguards or something.

Gru watched through the crowd and threw a recon spell at the lead tuxedo.

[Race]: Human (100% human)

[Combat power]: 46

The combat effectiveness of this quasi-knight is indeed not low, according to the traffickers, the quasi-knight is the knight reserve, as long as you can get the cultivation cheats of the resonance of the fighting spirit, you can become a noble knight.

46 combat power can become a quasi-knight, so isn't the combat power of Shirsa 56 comparable to the combat power of the resonant knight who has just started?

Having said that, Gru has never seen a real knight, who knows how strong the combat power of a knight with a fighting spirit bonus will be.

Gru doesn't plan to provoke the quasi-knight for the time being, not to mention that the combat strength is not far behind, and if he loses a quasi-knight, it must not be so easy to give up.

Gru had personally experienced the magic of magic, and he stroked the imprint on his chest through his clothes, but he still held on to it first, and then made plans when his strength went up.

Wandering around the alley, I finally found a small door face in a dim and smelly corner.

This is what the traffickers call a slave shop, and the slave trade is legal in the Dragon Peak Kingdom, but only for prisoners of war or other non-human races.

Of course, if a merchant could not make money with non-human slaves alone, the nobles preferred intelligent humans, who were not only more obedient and loyal, but would also go out of their way to please their masters.

Not only do non-humans disobey, but sometimes they disobey orders, resulting in their owners having to force culling.

No one likes to spend money on trouble, and humans become the first choice for slaves.

Slave traders preferred to set up shop in the nooks, naturally because most of their goods were illegal, and although the lords would choose to turn a blind eye, it was impossible for the wise lords to refuse a stable and substantial source of tax revenue.

Gru pushed the door open, and the room was equally dim, with the small sunglasses hanging from the ceiling as the only source of light.

"Guest, what do you need?" sat

a middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks sitting behind the counter, and asked without raising his head when he heard the doorbell ring.

"Is there a slave contract for sale?", Gru asked.

The slave merchant shook his head and said, "We do not sell individual slave contracts, please move to the Chamber of Commerce."

Gru strode in and said, "Then I'll buy a slave and introduce me

," and the merchant handed out a roster and said, "Guests are invited to choose their own."

Gru opened the register, which recorded a variety of slaves, registered according to categories, and at a glance there were as many as 100.

It's not just names, but also races, appearances, and memories of the skills that slaves have.

Gru closed the roster and asked directly, "Boss, are there any slaves who study magic?"

The merchant glanced at Gru, thought for a moment and said: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid that the guests won't be able to look at it" Gru didn't

care, as long as he could get in touch with the mysterious knowledge of magic.

The merchant entered the basement with a small door behind the two of them, and stalked to a certain cell.

There was a small figure huddled in the cell, whose face could not be seen clearly in the dim light.

The merchant introduced professionally: "Guest, please see, although she looks thin, she is a pure elf, rich in magic theory, and can definitely meet your needs."

[Race]: Elves (Elves 100%)

[Combat Power]:

4Gru didn't expect that there are still elven races in this world, aren't elves all archery?

"How much?" The

merchant finally showed a flattering smile at this time, and said, "If you want it, guest, I will give you a discount, 998 Dragon Peak Coins." "

Boss, I'm afraid a skinny elf can't sell it for this price." Elves have been raised here for a long time, right? I'm afraid that the daily food cost is a lot,"

Gru guessed, most of the slaves who came to buy slaves were for labor, or to buy a plaything, and this thin elf species that did not conform to the aesthetics of this world could not be sold for such a high price.

After some tugging and negotiating the price, Gru finally saw the elf in the cage clearly.

Pale skin, emaciated figure, looked about 13 or 4 years old, and wore simple linen clothes, which were said to be clothes, that is, a piece of linen with a few holes.

The short shoulder-length blond hair has become dull and rough due to a long lack of nutrition, and the pointed ears are slightly drooping, which makes him look very unenergetic.

The little melon seed's face was full of numbness, but her aqua blue eyes were still shining, and she was staring at Gru, as if she wanted to see what her first master was.

She spent half a year in a cage, and from the beginning of her rebellion, she gradually expected to be bought.