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Chapter 263

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"Click."

He closed the door and hung the chain on it.

In the dark room, Garon drew the curtains, lit the oil lamp, and dragged the suitcase to the bed.

"Click."

He gently opened the suitcase. The things inside were a large illustrated book and some coins that he had brought with him. There was also a change of clothes.

"Good thing I wasn't burned."

Garon sighed in relief. This book was given to him by his teacher Emin. Even if he finished reading it, it would still be a memorable memory. And these coins, he didn't have much money on him now.

He reached into his pocket and took out a grey money pouch, throwing it on the bed. Then he took out all the money in the suitcase and put it together. Then he started counting carefully.

A moment later.

"2457 silver rumbs … 56 copper rumbs … and a pile of copper coins … I don't have much money left." 1 silver rumb was equal to 10 copper rumbs, which was equal to 100 copper coins. The purchasing power of a silver rumb was slightly greater than 1 USD on Earth.

Garen furrowed his brows.

"It's definitely enough for daily use, but … if I want to buy something … forget it, I'll go take a look first."

He took out a small map from the suitcase, opened it, and started looking for the Lush Forest Province. Soon, his index finger pointed at a spot on the map.

There were annotations beside the spot on the map. Garon followed the annotations.

"Palaxi Night Market, opens at 5 AM, closes at 8 AM. Management fee paid: 100 rumbs. Scale: Small. "

"I can't go back to the manor for now. I might as well go there now, maybe I'll find an opportunity. I'll go take a look at the night market tomorrow morning. Let's understand the current situation first. " Garon made the arrangements, went out to the main hall of the hotel, and ate some mushroom soup with omelette, then went back to the room to rest.

*****

The sky was slightly bright, and the light was still a little dim.

On the border of the Lush Forest's vast sea of trees, in a deserted forest somewhere.

A white circular area was embedded in the middle of the sea of trees, like a white pattern on a green carpet.

In the white circular area, one could vaguely see a bustling crowd moving in and out.

There were four entrances and exits around the circular area, connected to four slender white lanes.

Guards in gray robes and capes stood at the entrance and exit, collecting coins from the people who entered.

The people coming in and out were dressed differently. Some were dirty, some were gorgeous, some were exquisitely dressed, and some were simply dressed.

At the southern entrance, two men who looked like brothers paid the money and went in. Then, a young man in a gray robe came over.

The young man was wearing a hood, revealing a strand of golden hair. His face was fair and handsome. His body was slightly muscular but well-proportioned.

He took out a stack of silver rumbs and put them into the large donation box on the left. Then, he received a number plate from the other party and hung it on his wrist.

This person was Garon, who had followed the map all the way here.

He entered the circular area and scanned the entire place.

In the white disc area, there were more than a dozen white stone huts. Various wooden signs with different names were hung at the corners of the huts.

Repair shops, equipment shops, totem shops, raw materials shops, etc.

The stone house was about the size of an ordinary shop, and there was an endless stream of people going in and out of the door.

Garon looked at the people coming in and out of his surroundings. Out of ten people, two of them had the aura of silver light.

He frowned, raised his vigilance, and walked towards one of the stone houses. The sign of a totem shop hung on the stone house. It was very simple and crude, obviously temporary.

The inside of the shop was a square layout. A Xiao Yi -sized glass crystal cabinet was filled with all kinds of totems.

All of them were silver. Obviously, none of them were activated.

Three beautiful girls in white short skirts were smiling sweetly and selling totems to the customers.

There weren't many people in the shop, only four or five. They all looked like Garon, very young.

Garon had just entered the door when he saw a girl in a short skirt walking towards him.

"Hello sir, do you have any totems you need?"

"I'll just look around first." Garon replied casually.

"Okay, take your time. If you need anything, just call me." The girl smiled gently and bowed. Then, she walked away to greet the other customers.

Garon walked around the counter.

The totems were all small support totems. There were mice, cats, dogs, birds, and snakes.

He looked at an eagle totem, priced at 250,000 silver rumbs. His heart skipped a beat. All the money he had on him was less than 10,000 silver rumbs.

After maintaining his composure, Garon left the totem shop and went to the other shops nearby. The repair shops and equipment shops were all ridiculously expensive. Only the raw material shops were slightly cheaper.

Garon bought a book called "Simple Totem Talk", and a few of the most commonly used encryption codes. After that, he only had 120 silver rumbs left on him.

He went to the totem shop to ask about the core totems. He found out that core totems could only be customized, and only sold in the larger night markets. They were all standard series. The price was also much more expensive. The girl in charge directly told him that customization required a deposit of two million silver rumbs. After that, it would depend on the requirements. The more difficult the requirements, the more money would be needed.

Garon carefully calculated the cost of customizing a white bear's core totem.

He calculated that it would require at least tens of millions of silver rumbs!

Only now did he realize how much Teacher Emin had invested in him.

*****

Near the Trejons Manor

In the charred forest beside the Black Swan Lake.

Vanderman and two old men in white robes stood together. The surroundings were a mess. Some of the tree trunks were even frozen, and some were burning.

"It's them again. They don't know what's good for them!" One of the old men in white robes said in a low voice. "Do they think this is a backward country like the White Rose?"

"It's all thanks to the two of you." Vanderman looked at the two old men with respect. "The Obscuro Society is getting more and more impudent. Now a second form totem user has appeared. Is there no response from the top?"

The two old men looked at each other, and saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes.

"We have to believe in the government. The royal family will not let the Obscuro Society continue to do whatever they want. All we have to do is wait. "

"Understood." Vanderman nodded.

"Don't worry. Although the second form is slightly more troublesome, it can still be solved." One of the old men patted Vanderman's shoulder.

Vanderman nodded, but a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes. He was not the kind of person who would entrust his safety to others.

*****

In the inn room.

Garon was half lying on the bed, using the oil lamp's light, he flipped through the "Brief Totem Talk" in his hands.

In the quiet night, only the sound of pages flipping could be heard. Soon, he reached the part he needed the most.

'Totem classification: Zoan, Plant, and in theory, Elemental.'

'Zoan is a common type that most Luminarists can understand. There are various dangerous creatures that can evolve into powerful legendary creatures. Of course, the difficulty of evolution increases with the level.

Plant is a field that high-end Luminarists have been researching. It is very powerful and has the ability to heal itself. It is the most ideal totem technology. It is said that this type of totem has appeared a few times in history, but it disappeared quickly.

Elemental is the peak totem worshipped by the Phantom Lights. This is a type that cannot be understood. If the Plant is still traceable, then the Elemental is a myth with completely unknown principles. Therefore, the Elemental only exists in theory. No one has ever heard of anyone being able to realize it. '

"Three types?" Garon frowned and continued flipping.

'Zoan is the weakest, but also the most common. The first form of the Plant is equivalent to the second form of the Zoan. But the difficulty is ten times higher than the Zoan, whether it is creation, lighting, or operation. Therefore, the mainstream of Luminarists is still the Zoan. '

'The Zoan is divided into three major parts: Ground, Air, Water. The most popular ones now are the Wolf, Leopard, and Eagle. Various schools, associations, and workshops have done extensive research on these three types. Many of the popular models in the market are based on the three optimal structures theory proposed by the Heath School. It is called the Heath School. This school integrates various totems, and finally determines that the creation, control, and maintenance of the Wolf, Leopard, and Eagle totems are the easiest. Their evolution is also easier than other totems. This has led to the current phenomenon of the three types of totems. The following book will list the locations of famous totems for everyone to understand. '

Garon's gaze moved down, and suddenly saw a small square table. Inside were the names of various totems and their organizations.

Soon, he found the Tasura School, and the corresponding totem was the Black Wolf Totem.

With a whoosh, he flipped to the next page.

'The national beasts of each country, to a large extent, indicate the main royal totems of each country. For example: Bateman Empire, national beast White Bat. Vitamontia, national beast White Water Bird … '

Garon quickly found the Kovitan Empire.

'Kovitan Empire, Red Wolf.'

Garon was about to continue flipping to the next page, when suddenly a red light flashed at the bottom of his vision.

He was instantly stunned.

In the skill pane at the bottom of his vision, the three-dimensional image of the neon butterfly had finally taken shape!

He took a deep breath, and calmed his somewhat excited heart. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at the skill pane.

'Neon Butterfly: First form totem, can be upgraded. Success rate of evolution: 21%. Potential point consumption: 500%.

Ability: Poisonous Powder Attack (Release of poisonous butterfly powder, can only be released three times a day. Effect: Paralysis, death.) '

Garon noticed that the entire neon butterfly seemed to have been formulated into a skill.

"Does this mean that I can directly use potential points to evolve the totem?"

He looked at his remaining potential points, 1272%.

"Looks like there are two main problems now. The first is to confirm the core totem, and the second is to find a new source of potential points. A success rate of 21% is really too low. My potential points are really too little now … "

Garen recalled the Three Great Heroes that appeared in the later stages of the war. They were the absolute pillars of strength in the catastrophe that would happen not too far away. Among them, the one that suited his style the most was …

"Looks like I have to go to Iron Tank City as soon as possible …"

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