The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 144 Platinum's Turnaround

"To put it simply, you are a sinner and want to atone for your crime, but there is no channel, so you want to use this method to work for others and strive for leniency."

Nameless summed up the information given by Aaron Meyer,
"Then you chose to attack me because you didn't want to attack the Platinum Clan. Is that what you mean?"

Alon Meyer nodded.

Wuming sighed, and got up from the back of the iron spine: "You look at me, who am I?"

Ailon Meyer got up from the ground, looked at Wuming, and the flames behind him, he didn't know how to answer, he hesitated: "Businessman?"

"That's right, businessman." Nameless said, "And I have put a lot of effort into the construction of Stonewell. It can be said that without me, Stonewell would not have recovered and developed so quickly."

Ailon Mel looked at the sea of ​​flames around him and nodded: "I believe it."

Wuming clapped his breastplate, made a sound of metal clashing, and made a generous statement:

"What does this mean? It means that I am a noble person, a pure person, a moral person, a person who has escaped vulgar interests...a person who is useful to society! I am a kind and good person!"

The ring finger pointed to the outside of the fire scene: "The sons of Platinum didn't do anything harmful, and they weren't bad people. But you, your choice is to choose between the son of Platinum and me."

Wuming viciously pointed at the iron thorn:

"Should a good person be attacked with a stabbing sword?"

He rushed forward again, knocked down Aaron Meyer, and whipped him severely with a whip:

"The way you redeem your sins is to keep committing crimes? You're so stupid! A gambler's mind!"

"What can I do?" Aaron Mel struggled in the mud, "Is there any other way to eliminate sin?"

Wuming stopped the whip in his hand: "Coincidentally, there really are."

Ailon Mel also stopped struggling, and looked over suddenly:

"any solution?"

"Have you heard of the Marriage Church?" Wuming asked.

"I have a little impression." Aaron Meyer said.

"Father Milier, who became attached to the church, is also in charge of atonement. As long as you bathe your body with star tears, the past sins will be wiped out." Wuming said, "The Golden Dynasty's invasion of Kalia is bigger than yours, right? Just take a bath. The shit is over."

"Teardrops from the stars..." Aaron Mel repeated, then turned and walked towards the sea of ​​flames, "I understand."

"Wait, wait, what do you know?" Wuming hurriedly stopped him.

"Look for the Stars and Tears," said Aaron Meyer.

"Why are you like some faders?" Nameless said with distaste, "You thought I would issue a mission to you, didn't you? Where do you go to collect a few."

"Isn't that so?" Aaron Meyer said. "My boss is like that."

"Your boss is too inhumane." Wuming shook his head and sighed, "Don't look for the stars and tears, you can't find them. As far as I know, there are no more than ten of these things in the entire junction, or they are stored in the demigod level. To be a treasure in the court of the power, or to have to dig archaeologically."

"Do you have another way?" Aaron Mel asked.

"Yes, it's just atonement, why do you have to use stars and tears." Wuming said seriously, "You are blessed, let me tell you, you are honored to be my first client of atonement business."

"You?" Aaron Mel's eyes under the iron thorn were full of suspicion.

"What? I can't atone for my sin?" Wuming stood up and stretched his arms slightly, "I don't look like a priest?"

Aaron Mel looked at the nameless iron armor, the long sword at his waist, and the shield behind him:
"Can you really redeem me?"

"No problem." Nameless assured Aaron Mel, "We businessmen do business with integrity."

"Didn't you say you were a priest?"

"Isn't it the same meaning?" Wuming said.

Alon Meyer thought for a while:
"What's the price?"

"Of course I won't give you a free atonement. If the atonement is so easy, the sinner won't reflect on it." Wuming said, and briefly explained the price of the atonement to Aron Mel, all of which were the same as what Millie said. set.

"It's reasonable to quantify crime." Aaron Meyer said, "How to quantify it?"

Nameless said: "Well, it should be evaluated based on your ability and the crimes you have committed. Let me tell you what special skills you have first."

"I'm from Ohher, and I'm good at manipulating Qi." Aaron Meyer said, "You've seen it before."

"What else?" Wuming asked.

"I only know this. I don't know anything except killing people." Aaron Mel lowered his head, "Maybe I can be your bodyguard to pay for my sins."

"Do you think I need you to be my bodyguard?" Wuming was not interested, "You have to understand that your own ability is only one aspect, and you also need to consider market supply and demand. If the market doesn't need your ability, then you just don't want it anymore. Great, but worthless."

"I help you kill?" Aaron Meyer said.

"Why is your mind full of killing, killing, killing?" Wuming said, "You have to escape the limitations of your thinking."

Wuming pinched his chin, thought for a moment, and snapped his fingers:
"Yes, I think of a job for you, it should be very suitable for you."

Nameless waved to Aaron Mel:

"Come here with your ears."

After listening to Wuming, Aaron Mel fell into deep thought:
"Are you really asking me to atone for my crime, not cheating me of money?"

"Absolutely not." Wuming assured her.

Ailon Meyer struggled for a moment, and decided to trust Wuming once.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Wuming again.

"I want to ask you something, why do you want to hunt businessmen and teachers?" Wuming asked.

"I can't reveal my mission." Aaron Mel didn't want to answer.

The reason why he didn't answer is also very simple - he bet on both ends.He still didn't want to offend Baizhi.

If you don't carry out Baizhi's mission now, you can only be regarded as dereliction of duty and fishing. If you take the initiative to confess the information you know about Baizhi, it will be a betrayal.

Wuming said: "I'm not asking you to tell me who your boss is, but just asking you to reveal the function of the bell beads."

Bell Bead Hunter thought for a while:
"I don't know the details, but I heard that the bell beads can conjure the knowledge and items that that person had before."

"Refining technology?" Wuming asked.

"I don't understand these things."

"Well, you work hard and strive for an early redemption." Wuming said, "You succeeded, so I can use you as a positive example to publicize."

Alonmeyer took off his shield, skimmed low over the flames, and left Stonewell.

Wuming also clapped his hands, the surrounding flames all flowed into his palm and disappeared.

Then he walked towards Millicent like no one else:

"It's done—oh, King Neferi is here too."

"You burned my city like this, of course I have to be here." Nefeli said, "What's going on?"

Millicent also looked over, wondering why the Bell Bead Hunter was let go.

"Oh, it's okay, I influenced him and asked him to make up for his mistakes." Wuming said, "Let him help me build."

"No, atonement, then why did he run away, what about my loss?" Nefeli wondered.

"Don't worry, your benefits are indispensable." Wuming promised.

"Teacher, why did he attack you?" Millicent asked, "And unleash corruption in the city."

"Oh, that guy used to be a bell-ball hunter. He specialized in killing teachers and businessmen. He had many conflicts with me. We knew each other before. I broke his leg before." Nameless said, "I don't care about corruption." It's clear, he was holding another weapon before, and I snatched it away."

"Don't talk about that." Wuming approached Nefeli, "Help me prepare a room, it should be secluded, safe and luxurious."

"What are you doing?" Nefeli asked puzzled.

"There are distinguished guests." Wuming said mysteriously.

"Could it be?" Nefeli's eyes lit up, and she thought of what Wuming had promised her before.

Especially now that the lords of Ningmgfu are doing trouble, this is even more timely.

"Exactly." Wuming nodded understandingly.

"I'll make arrangements now." Nefeli left.

Only Millicent was dumbfounded:

"What's going on?"

"It's just some business cooperation." Wuming looked at the vegetable leaves and broken eggs scattered around Millicon, "What's going on?"

He bent down to pick up the rotten vegetables and eggs familiarly: "What a waste."

"People in the city don't really like seeing flames and corruption," Millicent said.

"Then I'm going to light a fire in the city and wait for the vegetables to be harvested." Wuming picked them up with great joy, like an old farmer who is bending over to plant rice seedlings frequently.

Seeing Wuming's hard work, Millicent also went to help.

Wuming asked Millicent: "I heard that you helped the Platinum Son a lot? You also learned how to connect limbs?"

"Yes, I want to be like a teacher and help them," said Millicent. "That's the teaching of the sun, isn't it?"

Wuming was very pleased: "Yes, you listened."

Millison said: "But the plan to graft limbs to the Platinum family has always had many difficulties. They have special constitutions and cannot find suitable limbs. Ordinary limbs and their blood will be repelled, but it is highly poisonous to the Platinum Sons." .”

"Can't it be treated directly?" Wuming asked, "What about the treatment method I taught you, is it useful?"

"It's the same, and it's equally harmful to them." Millicent said, "I heard that some magicians will use the blood of the Platinum Sons to make props, which are specially used to hinder favors and blessings. Their blood is harmful to the Golden People." Said it was poisonous."

Wuming picked up the leaves and murmured:

"It sounds quite similar to the royal ghost in the Lake District. The prayer of healing is also very poisonous to the royal ghost."

"What did you say?" Millicent suddenly looked at Wuming.

"The ghost of the royal family, haven't you seen it?" Wuming said, "There are many hands and feet and thieves, like corrupt relatives, and they still wear a crown on their heads."

"Their nature is similar to Platinum Son?" Millicent asked.

"That's right, I was told by someone who studies the Golden Law." Nameless said, "That guy still owes me money, and he ran away. If you see him, don't let him go. He is wearing gold and silver intertwined clothes." Armor—hey, why did you run away too?"

Millicent piled the leaves aside and hurried away: "I'll go find the elder."

"Unlucky boy, help me pack a bag." Wuming shook his head, found a sack, and put all the mess on the ground into it.

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Letina was sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the limb-attached vicious dog.

Every time she tried to reach out to the vicious dog, there was a bark.

Although the vicious dog's mouth has been bound by the cage, it can still feel the whining sound and the saliva flowing from the gap between its teeth.

"I know you are not happy." Letina took out a chicken leg, "Anyone who is turned into a dog will not be happy. I used to hear stories from old Mr. Elpas that those princes and princesses who turned into other creatures always wanted Undo the spell and turn back into a human body."

She put the chicken legs on the plate, and took out another piece of crab roe: "But it's not me who turned you into this after all, I want to help you - which one do you like to eat?"

The vicious dog still stared at Letina.

Letina didn't have any fear in the face of that terrifying gaze: "You also know that we are the sons of platinum, a short-lived and sinful race."

Letina didn't care about the dog's struggle, she stepped forward and put her arms around the dog's neck, whispering in his ear:

"In order to continue the race, we are used to putting the interests of the collective in everything, so even if I don't want you, but the old Mr. Elpas asks for it, I have to accept you. It also puts the interests of the collective before ourselves, we nor fear death."

She reached for the muzzle on the dog's mouth:

"I'm going to get rid of your shackles. You can eat whatever you like. I know what you like, so I can buy it for you in the future. If you think I'm delicious, please feel free to do so."

Letina's last words made the vicious dog a little hesitant and confused. Taking advantage of his trance, Letina took off the muzzle.

She said: "Remind you, our blood is highly likely to be poisonous to you, and if you kill me, you can't leave alive. I know you are very angry, but don't worry, first calm down and think about my words , and make a choice."

Speaking of which, Letina struggled to leave the vicious dog, came to him, and looked at the vicious dog.

The two sides looked at each other for a long time, and the vicious dog finally retracted the sharp teeth between its lips, and looked down at the eaters.

He mixed a dish, stretched out his hands with difficulty, and started to eat it.

It can be seen that he is still trying his best to maintain his human habits, but his inhuman body structure makes it painful for him to eat.

"You like to eat mutton." Letina smiled, put her hands on the ground, and moved herself towards the vicious dog.

The limb-attaching vicious dog immediately raised its head, staring at Letina vigilantly.

"I think it's inconvenient for you to eat, so let me feed you." Letina replied frankly, still closing the distance with the vicious dog without any defense.

The vicious dog resisted a little, holding the plate to protect the food.

"Eating with this posture will make you forget the posture you used to be a human being." Letina said, "Our platinum family will also choose to ride a wolf after our legs and feet are disabled. Mr. Elpas said, Only by maintaining the height and agility when we were standing can we not forget the healthy time and sink into a disabled state."

After hearing this, the vicious dog hesitated, but finally handed over the plate.

"I have to say, it's much more convenient to communicate with you than with Rob." Letina picked up the plate and spoon, and brought the food to the vicious dog's mouth.

"I heard that when people are in misery, they feel better when they see other people's misery. Let me tell you about our experience—" Letina chatted with the vicious dog to herself,
"For example, we are born with filthy traits. Everyone shouted and beat us wherever we went, and finally had to move to a poisonous cesspit. You were tested and could only walk like a dog. We are destined to reach a certain age and have two legs. It will disappear. It is also often experimented with, blood is drained and skinned. When I buy these foods for you, a few people throw stones at me."

Letina pulled back the chain mail and brushed back her hair, revealing the scars from the stone hit just now, pale blood oozing from her forehead.

The vicious dog listened quietly, his thoughts wandering underground.

Letina's narration reminded him of his teachings and the origin of cursed blood.

The great blood king had experienced exactly the same as these sons of platinum.

Thinking of this, the hostility in Vicious Dog's eyes subsided a little.

He began to quietly bury his head in eating to replenish his strength.

Seeing that the vicious dog is being honest, Letina happily put her arms around his neck:

"Oddly obedient, my sister kisses."

Letina rubbed her face against the deformed and terrifying body.

I am not a dog!

The vicious dog was a little stressed, and grinned again, biting Letina like a threat.

Of course he has controlled his strength, this is just a demonstration behavior.

As Letina said, he really hurt Letina, and he will not feel better.

With this in mind, the vicious dog's sharp teeth touched Letina's arm.

Letina's arm was crushed.

(End of this chapter)