Chapter 231: New ideas

On the second day of Zhou Qingfeng's return, the son of the Lord of the Cold Winds, His Majesty Long Legs, took a few men and hurriedly moved from the stucco village to the harmony village. When he walked to the entrance of the village, he immediately experienced the uniqueness of the village.
The village has only simple wooden fences and several sentry towers are set up around it. Rather than prevent invasion by foreign enemies, it is better to prevent only ordinary forest beasts, but now no one in the Black Forest dares to attack Victor Hugo.
A large sign is erected at the entrance of the village, without the village name written on it. Instead, it is ‘welcome guests, please come in if you are rich;
"Where, who wrote this?"
Most of the adventurers who come in and out are illiterate and have no sense of this joke-like brand. However, Marbury stared at the village sign for a long time, but he couldn't figure out his current position.
After entering the village, the road in Shizipu was smooth and comfortable. Although it is not as good as the stone road of Cold Wind City, it is much better than the muddy road of ordinary village. The village has four streets and four streets, and it can be called a town in terms of population and size.
The "Old Bones" tavern has the most people, and a large number of adventurers gather here to discuss their wealth plans. Marbury didn't realize what was special about the pub, but saw a circle of people around the notice board.
Don't squeeze in, listen to the adventurers to discuss what's going on. When he learned that Zhou Qingfeng actually revealed the route to the "Silver Leaf City" and provided logistic services for outsiders who went to the expedition, Marbury sighed.
The King of the Black Forest was really elusive.
During the previous 'Silver Leaf City' expedition, the strength of Cold Wind City was a big loss. The city's owner, Columfell, suffered a long leg injury, severely wounded soul, and was difficult to heal.
The city's owner fell, and the situation in Cold Wind City became obscure. As the son of the city owner, Marbury Long-legged was terrified. He knew very well that he did not have the ability and prestige of his father, and the parties at all disagreed with him.
The long-legged city master occasionally awake, will teach his son how to balance the forces in the city, and rely on years of savings to temporarily heal internal conflicts. The problems in the city are easy to solve, but the problems outside the city are difficult to solve.
The battle for royal power in the north is about to begin. This time, Cold Wind City not only failed to gain, but it was bleeding, and it was about to decline. At such a crisis, we must think of special ways to maintain the family, such as attracting a sufficiently strong ally.
The father and son talked for a night, and found that their only option was the newly rising Victor Hugo in the Black Forest. Without him, this guy is particularly rich. Judging from the various performances of exploring 'Silver Leaf City', this is not a bad stubble.
Marbury was here to find out. It is said that this kind of thing is not up to him such a young master, even he is very unconfident. But his father pushed him over with a word. Now that you haven't grown up, you will never have a chance.
Looking at the field, we can see that Victor Hugo's rule and the nobility of the North are not a routine at all. Others are desperately gathering interest, but he keeps distributing it.
The north is barren and produces too little. If the interests are not gathered, it will be difficult for the nobles to survive and they will fail in the competition. But Victor Hugo's interests circulated, and he quickly gathered a large group of people to work for him, allowing him to surge in power.
"But Silver Leaf City is a city." Marbury recalled everything he saw when he entered the dungeon, still feeling excited. The city that the elves have accumulated for thousands of years has been scaled more than 100 times by the cold wind city. "Victor Hugo was reluctant to let go."
"But from another perspective, what if Victor Hugo doesn't let go? How much benefit he can't get by himself. Soliciting a large number of adventurers to make a fortune together is indeed a rapid rise."
Master Marbury thought about it, feeling that he had seen through Victor Hugo's thoughts. But he asked himself if he made the decision himself, "If I were, I didn't have the courage to restrain the exclusive greed in my heart."
Opposite the tavern is the weapon shop, and the arrows sold in bulk also attract Marbury's attention. He didn't quite understand the arrows themselves, only that the arrows sold by Harmony Village were cheap, of good quality, and many people bought them.
Marbury bought a pot of arrows and threw it to the accompanying guard. It was just that the guard, after checking each arrow, took the hand of the young master, and whispered in surprise: "Sir, this arrow is too good, and there are too many for sale."
"What do you mean?" Marbury asked.
"Coldwind City's craftsmen also produce arrows. This is a must-have item for every adventurer. Hunting in the wild, a good pot of arrows can bring great benefits. A selection of arrows like this, Coldwind City at least If you want a silver coin, you don't have to buy it. "
Listening to the guard's commentary, Marbury frowned and asked, "Can't we make this kind of arrow?"
"I have never seen so many arrows that are exactly the same. This is much more convenient for archers." The guard found that his young master still couldn't understand it and simply concluded, "This arrow is better and cheaper, we should buy in large quantities. "
Mabry nodded silently and ran to the weapon shop to ask if he could buy in large quantities. The clerk couldn't answer this question, but sold him ‘evil oil’.
"What evil oil?"
"There are too many monsters in the Black Forest." Blood Canyon "is even more undead. If you want to make a new copy," evil oil "is a must. As long as you apply this potion on the weapon, it will double the killing power of the undead within a day.
This is the latest alchemy product in our village. In addition, we also provide ‘Paralysis Potion’, which is also applied to weapons, and has a very good effect on living creatures. Even against a bear goblin, he will die within ten minutes. "
Marbury held a bottle of 'evil oil' in his left hand and a bottle of 'paralysis potion' in his right hand. He hesitated and bought it. But he was weird, so he asked, "Are there alchemists in your village?"
"Oh, this is produced by the workshop of the village witch doctor, Old Borg. Chairman Hugo uses funds to invest in stocks, policy supports small and medium-sized enterprises, and promotes employment for innovation and development."
"Actually, after Master Justen came, Old Borg's medicines could not be sold. It also had to eat with a group of people, so President Hugo asked it to eliminate backward production capacity and transform new product research.
Old Borg spent several months to this end, owed a debt, and finally, Sister Kelly helped to develop it. These two potions are their fruits, and they sell well. Used adventurers say yes. "
Marbury nodded subconsciously. The meaning of the words was understandable. Why is the available word so awkward? He left the weapon shop and realized that he shouldn't go around blindly, and went directly to Victor. Hugo might be better to discuss it.
The clerk pointed the way to the government affairs center, stating that President Hugo should be inside. When Marbury got outside the government center, he heard someone standing on a step and shouting
"Team up, team up, open up the Black Forest, and fight against the 'Blood Valley'. The team will send a pot of arrows, and if there are enough twenty people, it will start. Hurry to join!"