Before Grand Duke Goth became a duke, he had stayed in the vanguard for a period of time, traveling outside from time to time. He was the third son of the family, but after the war broke out, his father and two brothers died one after another. He took over the heavy burden and changed the situation in one fell swoop, exploding with terrifying power. After a series of betrayals, after the chaos, his heart became as hard as steel.
But before this, Goth was a simple, honest, and friendly ordinary youth.
Garon still remembered that before the war, Grand Duke Goth was a top-notch genius with a hidden talent. Behind him was a large collection of books and totems collected by the family for thousands of years. But because he was not valued in the family, no one tried to curry favor with him. Plus, his talent was hidden, and no one noticed, so he had the time to slowly accumulate.
Among the people around him, only the two companions he met and adventured with had entered his heart early on, and in the end, became his only close friends.
"In other words, the current Goth is at the lowest point of his life. This person clearly distinguishes between kindness and hatred, if I befriend him now, it should be easier to gain his trust. "Garon narrowed his eyes, thinking carefully.
"Although I don't think highly of people with pure and kind hearts, but I can't deny that no one would dislike befriending such a person. I don't have to constantly be on guard against such a friend. "
He took out a map, and began to look carefully for the location of Iron Tank City.
To leave the Kovitan Empire, one had to pass through three cities, and take a steam train to finally reach one of the main cities of the Lavis Empire, Iron Tank City.
He estimated the distance, and needed at least four days of non-stop travel.
"The current Goth should still not be valued by the people around him because no one noticed his talent, and his ranking is too low. But how to get close to him without being noticed, this needs to be carefully planned … "
Garon kept the map, and counted all the Rumbs he had, and his face darkened.
"I might not have enough money … The travel expenses to get there are enough, but I don't have much left for living expenses … I have to think of a way to earn money."
He frowned slightly, and thought for a while.
"Before Goth took over, he was always a hired totem user, and now I can't even beat a normal totem user, so there's no need to think about it. But the totem needs to be repaired … Maybe I can try to take on some of these jobs. On one hand, it can train my practical ability. On the other hand, I can use this identity to get close to Goth and the others. "
After making up his mind and organizing his thoughts, he lay down, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
The next morning, Garon went to the repair shop in the night market early and inquired about the specific repair costs. As expected, it would cost a lot of money to repair totems. It could easily cost a few thousand per repair. Then, it would depend on the scope of the repair and the degree of the repair. The higher ones were even more expensive than the totems themselves.
Unfortunately, repairing totems also required a unit factory. Not only did Garon not have a unit factory, he was also clueless about the common types of totems on the market. He didn't understand anything.
He had no choice but to leave for the time being.
After buying the ticket, Garon decided to set off immediately. Along the way, he pondered over the maintenance methods in this area.
After leaving White Gascar, he spent two days in a row and changed vehicles several times before finally leaving the Lush Forest border and entering Hana Province. Without any delay, he bought a train ticket from the capital of Hana Province to Broken Stone City.
Broken Stone City wasn't far from Iron Tank City. It was a huge trading city. It was a port city of the Lavis Empire and was very developed.
The train would take two to three days to reach.
Garon bought a sleeper and some food and drinks. He only had a dozen silver rumbs left and didn't dare to spend more.
After two days and five hours, it was already past nine at night when he arrived at Broken Stone City.
By the time they arrived at Iron Tank City from Shattered Stone City, it was almost daybreak.
During this time, Garon had completely figured out how to upgrade his totems. If he wanted to use potential points to upgrade his totems, there were two conditions.
One: He didn't know about the other types, but the stronger the foundation of the totems, the more potential points it would require. The neon butterfly required five potential points. As for the rest, he didn't know what was required.
Two: Increasing potential required a certain amount of time. It couldn't be done overnight. Just like when he had just crossed over, he had to slowly adjust and adapt.
Garon didn't upgrade the neon butterfly immediately. Before he found a new source of potential, he didn't dare to use it carelessly. As his power level increased, the cost of potential points increased. Once he used up all these potential points, he would lose a chance to upgrade.
*****
The morning sun shone in through the windows of the Silver Stripe Building. Floating dust was faintly visible in the golden light.
On the second floor of the building, a handsome harpist was comically singing a clown tune. A group of people sat around him, laughing from time to time.
On the empty second floor, the floor was covered with black wooden boards. There were all kinds of totem patterns and oil paintings hanging around. At the counter, an old man with a white beard was deftly wiping the dust off the counter. Then, he placed bottles of drinks that looked like alcohol on the counter.
In the corner of the second floor, there were a few customers who didn't like noise. They sat quietly in their seats, quietly eating their breakfast.
Garon was one of them.
He wore a black robe and looked like a monk. He sat quietly in his seat, eating his cheesecake and coffee set.
The Silver Stripe Building was located by the road outside Iron Tank City. It was one of the favorite places for totem users to pass time. It was also the favorite place of the future Grand Duke Goth.
This was where Goth and his two friends met for the first time, on the second floor of this small building. It was an accident. Two tables of customers had a quarrel. The two of them went forward to stop the fight, but were injured instead. Goth was also affected, and then a messy fight began. You punch and I kick, but no one really used their totems. But because of this opportunity, the two who tried to stop the fight saw Goth in a new light, and invited him to join the mission team. Thus, three future close friends were formed.
Garon had been here for more than half a month. He was almost out of money. Now that he had no choice, he found a job assembling units in a totem repair shop in the night market. His master-level precision blueprints were a cut above the others in assembling units. Although it wasn't completely exposed, his superior efficiency was praised by the shop owner.
But his salary had to be paid at the end of the month, so he was still a pauper.
He vaguely remembered that Goth and the other two met here. Goth, Jessica, and Andy. The three of them hadn't really met yet, but it would be soon.
One of the main reasons why Garon chose to come to Iron Tank City was because of this opportunity to intervene. The other two heroes didn't have the right timing either early or late. Only Goth's side was the closest.
But even so, he had been waiting in the Silver Stripe Building for more than half a month, and there was no movement at all. He was getting impatient.
Time was running out for Garon now.
There was still more than a month before the war broke out. When that time comes, the flames of war would gradually spread to all parts of the world. There would be more and more jobs for totem users, and Goth's power would also increase by leaps and bounds in this period of time. They would also form a deep friendship with each other.
"Don't tell me they changed locations because of the butterfly effect …" Garon took a sip of his coffee, and slightly suppressed his uneasy feelings.
He came here every day to wait, but there was no result. He also had no clue about the new source of potential points. The danger was getting closer, and the time was getting closer. Even Garen was no longer as calm and collected as he was before.
Thump thump thump …
Suddenly, a group of weirdly dressed strong men came up from the staircase. They looked like street thugs dressed in long robes, but the silver four-pointed star pattern on their shoulders showed that they were totem users.
This group of people sat down not far from Garon. They loudly ordered some bread and cheese, and a barrel of goat's milk wine, and began to eat and drink casually.
After a while, a young woman in a white robe came up. She wore a white veil, and had a slim figure. Her skin was slightly rough, but it couldn't hide the youthful curves of her body. Full breasts, perfectly round buttocks.
Immediately, the men who had drunk some wine started whistling.
The woman in the white robe sat in a corner, ignoring the noise around her. She only ordered a cup of coffee and drank it quietly.
Soon, another group of men and women in white robes came up. The leader was a young man with a noble aura. He frowned when he saw this scene.
"What are you shushing for! A bunch of uneducated country bumpkins! "
Bang!
One of the thug totem users rushed up.
"F * ck your mother! You should've said it earlier!? "
"Idiot!" The noble man glanced at him with disdain. "No wonder you get horny when you see a woman. Look at you guys. Tsk tsk … "
"F * ck!" "You're asking for it!"
The sound of cursing was suddenly mixed. The thug totem users were all angry. They stood up and walked towards the group of people in white robes.
The group of people in white robes didn't want to be outdone. Silver light flashed on their bodies, and they took the initiative to disperse and meet them.
"I'm going to beat you up until your parents can't recognize you!" "Kill them! I'll take responsibility if anything happens! "" How dare you disrespect Sister Angela! "
The group of people in white robes seemed to be familiar with fighting. They rolled up their sleeves and went up to meet them.
Both sides were totem users, and a fight like this basically depended on whose protective totem light was stronger. Mortals would not be able to see the collision, but Luminarists would be able to clearly see the strength of both sides after the collision.
Garon sat at the side. Seeing this scene, his heart skipped a beat.
There were city guards patrolling nearby. Luminarists weren't allowed to release their totem power. Otherwise, it would be a violation of the law. This was an iron law. No one was allowed to break it. So these totem users fought with their own hands. They didn't release their totems to fight. This was to avoid expanding the scope of the fight.
The two groups of people quickly became one, and there was no distinction between you and me.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting …" The old man at the counter shouted loudly. But no one listened to him.
One group of people was obviously from noble families. The other group was made up of wandering totem users. None of them were afraid of trouble. The fight made a lot of noise. A large number of tables and chairs were broken.
The singing harpist and some of the timid customers quickly ran downstairs.
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