The Age of Lords Reborn

Chapter 246 Adding a new barracks (for subscription)
The transformation of the fourth-order impermanent ghost, plus the fourth-order ghost ghost bell.

As a ghost messenger who broke away from low-level evil spirits, Mo Xiaobai, who was no longer afraid of the sun, appeared in front of the players of the Taoist camp at this moment, as if he was a boss who could not be beaten or escaped.

And when the 'writer' went through several battles and was successfully promoted to the third rank, the two bosses, one big and one small, were simply invincible in the northern area of ​​Dangshan.

"Who are those two?"

"It doesn't matter who he is, anyway, as long as you follow them, you can earn activity points steadily, and if you're lucky, you can even pick up props for free."

"You said, could the two of them be the great lords nearby? Otherwise, why would they only take the refugee card to increase the population, and don't even look at other things."

"Yes, the material package of [-] units of stone is right in front of you, and I haven't seen him pick it up."

"It should be a rich lord, the only thing that needs to be upgraded is the population."

Mo Xiaobai and the writer swept the Taoist camp along the road. In less than half a day, there were more than 500 evil ghost players gathered around.

Mo Xiaobai has long been used to the discussions behind him, neither interjecting nor refuting, and letting them guess for themselves.

Mo Xiaobai only cares about one thing, which is killing Taoist priests and exploding props.

A morning passed quietly, and Mo Xiaobai had collected no less than a thousand refugee cards.

At least four to five hundred Taoist players fell at his feet, and most of them contributed all their gains.

And these players contributed not only props, but also their soul power and mana.As the whole morning's killing came to an end, Mo Xiaobai's soul power had risen to 988.

There are only 12 points left to be promoted to the fifth level.

.........

"Boss, I want to sell cards."

"10 silver for a refugee card, if you have other items, you can take them out and let me see the goods first."

"Just sell the refugee card, and I'll sell you all 7 here."

"Okay, take the 70 silver."

Just when Mo Xiaobai stopped killing and was about to find a place to rest temporarily, outside a simple wilderness camp, a Taoist nun sat at the door with a desk and a wooden stool, and took out a sum of money from time to time. Players exchange for event props.

Sending away the Taoist players in front of her, Xinyue, who had been setting up a stall for several hours, looked puzzled:
"It's really strange. No one came to sell goods last night and this morning. How come there are wave after wave of props being sold at noon?"

Since they separated from Mo Xiaobai the night before, she and Dumb have put up receipt advertisements for Mo Xiaobai respectively. One is in charge of the evil ghost camp and the other is in charge of the Taoist camp.

Starting early in the morning, almost no one came to sell in the first three hours, but just after three hours, the number of players who came to sell almost doubled.

"Something must have happened."

Watching a few more players approaching from a distance, Xiaoyue didn't need to think about it to know that these people came to sell items to her.

When several people approached, before they could speak, Xiao Yue asked, "Are you selling refugee cards? How many do you have?"

"I have 8 here."

"Two."

"Two."

"Two."

After several people finished talking one after another, Xiaoyue also took out a bunch of silver coins and handed them to the four people in front of her.

The four of them also smiled when they received their respective money benefits, and one of them immediately asked: "Miss Boss, do you still accept other things here?"

"It depends on what it is."

"It's just a 'random territory basic building' model, you can give me a price after looking at it."

"This doesn't seem like a very special prop. I'll give you 1 silver coin. If you think it's okay, you can put it down. It doesn't matter if you don't."

"Only 1 silver? All right, 1 silver is 1 silver."

The little salesman Taoist gritted his teeth and took out another harvest of his own.

When both parties cleared their money and goods, and saw that this group of people was about to leave, Xiaoyue quickly asked, "Did something strange happen before, and you don't keep any props now?"

"Emotional Boss, don't you know?"

Looking at Xiaoyue, who is in the same camp as himself, the seller of goods immediately smiled wryly: "I don't know where two boss-level evil players appeared, and they killed Taoist priests when they saw them. We can't beat them, and we don't know if they run Where to run, it’s better to sell you all the props. To avoid bumping into those two gods of death, not to mention dying once, all the props on your body are cheap for them.”

Two killing gods?
Boss-level ghost player?

Just hearing the Taoist priest in front of him speak, Xiaoyue subconsciously thought of Mo Xiaobai.

In this regard, Xiaoyue doesn't think second at all!
It must be Mo Xiaobai!

As for the other person, it should be the guy with Mo Xiaobai.

"Miss Boss, you won't leave, will you? We'll look for boxes nearby, and if we get the props, we'll sell them to you."

"Well, if I don't leave, I will keep collecting things. But if there are too many people who come to sell, the price will definitely be adjusted again. Don't worry, at least you will make money." Xiao Yue replied with a nod, and at the same time made her own decision Said the second half of the sentence.

Originally, no one came to sell the goods, and she planned to raise the price according to what Mo Xiaobai said.But now the players in the Taoist camp hold the event props in their hands like a hot potato, so Xiaoyue naturally wants to lower the price.

In this case, there is no need to receive as much as 10 silver at all, and 8 silver is enough.

.........

At ten o'clock at noon, at the top of a small hill in the northern range of Dangshan Mountain.

Mo Xiaobai took the mysterious treasure box out of the temporary activity backpack, rubbed the handle hard, and found the right direction to open his own mysterious treasure box.

The box opened in response, and the rewards inside revealed their true colors.

"Territory Special Building: Qin Rui Crossbowmen Battalion"

"Barracks Commander: None"

"Barracks Unit: Sharpshooter Crossbowman"

"Arms rank: Tier [-]"

"Instructions for use: To activate the unit 'Sharp Crossbowman', you must be a crossbow soldier of the second rank or higher to advance, and you can master the essence of crossbow warfare in the Qin Army."

"Number of barracks: 0/1000 (basic number 1000 + general commander 0)"

"Advanced time-consuming: 30 days"

Special barracks props!
Qin Zhirui!

"Ha~haha~ I just said that I can make good things too!"

Seeing clearly the outline of the barracks model in his hand, Mo Xiaobai couldn't help laughing three times.

Sure enough, it was not in vain to spend a lot of effort, and climbed to the top of the mountain to open the box at noon.

So powerful!

"I just got the blueprint of Zhuge Liannu's weapon yesterday, and today I got Daqin's crossbow camp. I've been cheating myself for so long, and I finally gave it back."

"Now, Dameng Town can have another strong army!"

Throwing his fist hard, Mo Xiaobai couldn't hide the smile on Mo Xiaobai's face even if he remained transformed.

In terms of the value of props alone, the 'Qin Rui Crossbow Battalion' is just one of Qin Zhirui's soldiers, and it is incomparable with Liu Tao.

But Mo Xiaobai didn't set his hopes so high before, and now he can get a powerful special barracks, which already makes him feel satisfied.

What's more, the Qinrui Crossbow Battalion is obviously more suitable for the development needs of Dameng Town.

After melee infantry, cavalry, and navy, Dameng Town will finally welcome a new long-range crossbow unit.

(End of this chapter)