The war was about to start, so resources would naturally become more and more expensive.
No one could predict that the chaos would be so severe and long lasting, so collecting resources now and using them as bargaining chips in the future would be a very profitable venture.
Garon went to dozens of grain and oil stores in and out of the city, and finally found a cheaper one. He used the twenty thousand silver rumbs he had earned to buy food.
He knew that once a large scale war broke out, the fertile land would not be able to be harvested, and the price of grain and oil would rise to an unimaginable level.
This kind of venture wouldn't last long. He would be able to earn ten times, or even ten times the profit.
Garon rented a warehouse in a secluded area of the city, and used it to store a type of rice called green rice. This type of rice was very resistant to hunger, and had strong vitality, so it was easy to grow. So it was very cheap. When the chaos started, green rice was very popular among the people because of its resistance to hunger. It was sold at a much higher price than normal rice.
Garon now found a possible source of potential points, and felt much more secure. He decided to stay in Iron Tank City for the time being. Before and after the first war, Vanderman and the Trejons family were safe and sound, and were protected by the Royal Alliance. Until the alliance collapsed, the three heroes were defeated, and the second war began. The crisis in the Trejons manor finally broke out.
There was about a year's time in between, and Garon planned to use this time to improve himself.
There was still a month's time before the war would spread, and the Obscuro Society would officially move out. Garon planned to use this month's time to plan.
After quickly processing the green rice, Garon rested for two days, and went to take on two scouting missions alone. They were relatively safe missions, but the rewards were not high, only two thousand, but it was better than nothing.
He also didn't meet any Luminarists in the missions, but met a few General-level normal people.
*****
Bang.
The beer girl, who was as fat as a bucket, put a ladle-sized cup of beer on the table, and the beer swirled with bubbles. The big bearded guest picked it up and started to gulp it down.
Garon retracted his gaze from the table next to him, and quietly cut the medium-rare steak in front of him with a small knife.
He was sitting in the dimly lit Mission Hall, surrounded by totem users and advanced level fighters. The noise of drinking and the melodious sound of harp mixed together. Some people were whispering about coke, while others were loudly acting crazy from drinking. Someone was asking the bartender for information.
The air was mingled with the sour smell of wine and vomit. It was nauseating.
Unlike the Mercenary Luminarist Guild, this was the War Guild. No matter if it was a totem user or a normal person, the only thing that mattered was the completion rate of the mission. Only during wartime would there be business. When there was no war, this place was just an abandoned space.
The rewards for the missions here were much higher, but the danger was also much higher. The so-called safe scouting missions were nowhere to be seen here. The worst missions were dangerous missions that required one to face a form one totem user.
Garon had been here for five days, just to find the most suitable mission for him. He had already accepted three missions from the Guild of Luminarists. They were all reconnaissance missions, which were not challenging at all, and did not give him the chance to fight against a Luminarist directly.
That was how he found this place.
"This is your mission." The beer girl walked over and gave Garon a coquettish look. She slapped the table with her palm-leaf-sized palm and took out a piece of wrinkled black paper. Then, she turned around and left.
Garon picked it up and glanced at it, then quietly put it into his pocket.
The mission was simple. It was to hunt down a serial killer who had committed a crime and killed thirteen nobles in the city. The opponent was only a form one totem user, and his totem was only a leopard. But he was actually an exposed pawn of the Obscuro Society. The Royal Alliance of Luminarists had started to gradually release a huge amount of money, and included the outer forces of the Obscuro Society in their attack range.
After quietly finishing the last of the steak, Garon wiped his lips with a napkin and stood up.
"Number 25478 is revoked." At the mission counter, a skinny beer girl shouted loudly. At the same time, she wrote down the war level of 25478 and the final mission on the blackboard.
The war level represented the highest level of mission completed, and also represented the strength level of the number. The final mission was the mission that the number died in. The revocation of the number would only be revoked after the death was confirmed.
The purpose of this was to let everyone know which mission had the danger that the intelligence did not find out. This was to prevent high-risk missions from being accepted by people with low strength, and waste their strength.
"It's Lampard, I didn't expect him to die too." "More than ten of them have been revoked this month, the situation is getting more and more troublesome."
There were people in the hall discussing softly.
Garon stood up and left the hall with the mission list.
There was detailed information on the mission list, so he did not need to investigate. The only thing he needed to do was to kill the opponent at the specified time, at the location where the opponent was kneeling.
This was actually equivalent to the Enforcer's mission. In the eyes of the Royal Alliance, the War Guild was actually the Enforcer behind the scenes. The War Guild's employees were also known as the Hounds. They were the Hounds of the Royal Alliance.
*****
One day later, at 3: 26 in the afternoon.
Under the blazing golden sunlight, in a narrow alley between the residences outside the city walls.
Garon quietly looked at the man in white standing opposite him.
The opponent was wearing a white robe, with a white headscarf on his head, a typical Arabian attire. This was also the attire of most of the residents of Iron Tank City. The bright-colored clothes and headscarves would reflect more sunlight, so that the body would not be too hot.
This was a blue-eyed, dark-skinned man. His eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked very tired, as if he had not rested for many days.
"Lackey of the Royal Alliance!!" He gritted his teeth and stared at Garon. The light blue glow on the opponent's body made him feel slightly relieved.
The Hound this time was still a low-level guy. With such a thin totem light, his attack power would probably not be that strong.
"Winnie Xidan, do you have anything else to say?" Garon asked softly.
He gently threw out a black compass-like object with his right hand. This object landed on the ground, and instantly spread a silent breeze, covering a hundred meter radius around the two of them.
In an instant, the sound of the outside world seemed to be completely isolated from the two of them.
"Say? No matter what I say, you won't let me go. " The opponent replied fiercely, "You really are the Hound of the War Guild. You even brought the war dungeon, what else do I have to say?"
"This thing can isolate the surroundings for an hour, enough for us to solve the problem." Garon shook his head, "Since you don't want to say anymore, then let's begin."
"What a joke, with such a thin totem light …" This person did not finish his sentence, but his eyes widened, and soon he could not speak anymore.
Garon's ten fingers moved like wheels, and consecutively tapped more than ten acupuncture points on his chest.
With a whoosh, the air flowed, and turned into wisps of white gas that surrounded his body, like white ribbons. His body grew from 1.78 meters to more than 2 meters in an instant.
His originally thin body suddenly turned into steel-like muscle lines.
Whoosh …
He gently exhaled, and the air turned into a white line, rushing to the ground and blowing away some of the small rocks.
Under the golden sunlight, Garon's huge body cast a large shadow, completely covering this person.
"Let's begin … Let's see how big the distance is between a mortal and a totem light …"
"You don't even use your totem light!!" This person noticed that Garon kept the blue light on his body, and suddenly showed an expression of disbelief, "You asked for it! You asked for it! Haha! "
He waved his right hand, and a gold leopard with black spots slowly walked out from behind him.
Roar!!
The gold leopard suddenly opened its mouth and roared at Garon.
"Divine Martial Arts Fusion!" Garon's body expanded again, and a circle of faint white light appeared around his body. That was the magical phenomenon after the fusion of the platinum aura.
He clenched his fists, and disappeared from the spot with a bang.
Bang!!
The bulging black veins on his big hand pressed onto Veni Sidan's head, but it was blocked by a thin layer of yellow light film, and made a dull sound of hitting wood.
Garen could clearly feel that when he concentrated his power and hit it, it was as if he had hit a pool of unknown depth. His power rushed in, but it could not reach the bottom.
"Red Jade!" His palms instantly turned red, as transparent as jade, and emitted a shockingly high temperature. He pressed his palms against Veni Sidan's head, and made a burning sound.
That layer of yellow light film also seemed to be burned by the high temperature.
"If it can be burned, it means that it can be consumed." Garon's expression did not change, and his figure disappeared instantly, and appeared behind Veni Sidan, just in time to avoid the gold leopard's attack from behind.
Bang bang!
Two more palms struck out, and hit Veni's back.
"Ten Thousand Mammoth Torrent!!"
Garon's body was surrounded by an invisible airflow and elephant's cry, and he put his palms together, and pressed them on Veni's back.
Boom!
The wind was strong, and the deafening sound kept echoing in the alley.
Finally, the yellow light film had a slight ripple.
"You bastard!!" Veni could not react in time, and was hit by Garon four times consecutively. His speed was like a ghost, so fast that even the gold leopard totem could not keep up. "Master level expert? Stupid! You think you're the only Master level expert who wants to break through!!? "
The yellow gemstone ring on his right finger suddenly lit up. His hands quickly started to draw a symbol. A dot of yellow light flashed in the air.
Without any hesitation, Garon retreated like lightning. Where he was originally standing, a dot of yellow light flashed in the air.
This was a basic support tactic, and only the most orthodox Luminarists with inheritances could use tactics to complement totems. There were very few totem users like this. He did not expect another one to appear here.
But unfortunately, Garon was also from the orthodox school, and although he could not use support tactics himself, under Emin's guidance, he could still recognize such tactics.
What Veni was using now, was a tactic that condensed totem light to attack the surroundings. This attack was extremely fast, and it could be controlled at will.
Against this world's Masters, it was simply undefeatable. But its lethality was negligible to totem users.
Unfortunately, Garon was not afraid of his opponent using this tactic because of his Aura, and because he knew support tactics.
Garon did not say anything, and rushed forward again, his eyes unusually calm.
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