Chapter 303: The Immortal’s “Money-Making” Strategy

The big bloody red names above their heads were bright like red beams of light moving in the darkness. If you still believed them at this time, you would be a complete fool.

"You!" Mierxi Legend pointed at the [Fire Lizard Party Spy] beside him and said, "I think you are quite strong, help me hold him down!"

"Sir, me?" The spy hesitated, his eyes rolling around.

Because the undead's evil aura was so strong, he was a little panicked.

Mierxi Chuan Chuan kicked the farmer in the abdomen, knocking him over, and then swung his sword across the neck of the [Fire Lizard Party Agent]: "I think you have a problem too! Come with me!"

Then he turned around and looked around, pointing at an ordinary vendor without a red name and another [Black Island Spy]: "Come here, both of you, help me suppress them!"

The two people who were named walked over obediently.

It is said that Mierxi was holding a sword and watching the spy walking in front of him, which was a very interesting scene.

He left with his men in a swagger, and the streets returned to their previous bustle after a brief period of chaos, but the focus of everyone's discussion undoubtedly shifted to "arrest" and "the golden throne."

"Is it okay?" Several Black Island spies disguised as dried fish vendors gathered together and discussed in a low voice.

"It should be no problem, just ask someone to help escort it."

But some spies didn't understand: "It depends on the situation, but it should be fine. How did he know that there was something wrong with the farmer?"

They all thought that there was definitely something wrong with the panicked [Salamander Spy], but they couldn't figure out what was wrong with the farmer. There was indeed a shack area in the Red Castle, and it would take almost a month to get here from there.

The only thing that was a little off was that the farmer in a panic admitted to picking sour fruits from the bog field, an addition that directly confirmed his lie.

"That's not an ordinary Raven soldier," said a Black Island spy, "It should be an undead."

We have heard more and more rumors about the immortals. It is easy to leave a deep impression on people by seeing them fighting bravely on the battlefield without dying.

"I also heard some news. Lind Alman's territory has another set of rules for the undead. They use the undead's inability to die to make them work for them."

"No one died. That makes sense." The Black Island spies nodded.

The group of undead is difficult to define. The only thing they have in common is that they are not afraid of death. And precisely because they are not afraid of death, they are profit-driven.

"He must have received some kind of 'mission'."

Combining the existing clues and following the behavioral logic of the undead, the spies roughly guessed the fundamental intention of the legend of Mierxi... The undead wanted to find a scapegoat to claim the bounty.

Of course, all these assumptions are valid only if the people who came to help can come back safely.

The spies who were whispering to each other didn't notice that above the eaves above their heads, a crow tilted its head and quietly took in the information.

Then, the crow looked at the direction where Mierxi Chuanshu had left, spread its wings and chased after him.

……

"Hand in the mission!"

Mierxi Chuanshuo walked to the task delivery location.

The NPC responsible for receiving the team is a former Riven soldier teammate.

Today, the Riven soldiers were really enlightened and were very busy.

"It is said that the spy was caught so quickly?" asked the Riven soldier with a smile. The two often patrolled together and had a good relationship.

Sometimes, Mierxi Chuanshu would feel that the other person was a living person.

"Just luck."

"Are these four?" A soldier came over.

"Sir, sir, it's not me!" the merchant who was called to help escort shouted hurriedly.

"Don't worry, we have a very professional interrogation process. If you have no problem, we will never hurt you." The Raven soldier did not intend to listen to the other party's explanation.

Although no one knows what happened between the upper echelons, one thing is certain: what the Duke meant was: severe punishments must be imposed in troubled times.

Maintaining order is the most important thing.

"He's not, and he's not either!" Mierxi Chuan Chuan immediately stopped him, pointing at the Black Island Spy and the crying merchant, "They are here to help me suppress the enemy. The two with problems are these two."

"Okay brother, I'll listen to you." The Raven soldier waved his hand and ordered his men to capture the [Farmer from Swamp Village] and the [Salamander Party Spy] away.

"Thank you very much for your help," Mierxi Chuan Chuan raised his hand and patted the vendor's shoulder, "Don't be nervous, haha."

The vendor, who was about to cry, breathed a sigh of relief; his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

[The farmer from Swampmud Village] was also crying, but unfortunately no one paid any attention to him.

When they saw their own people coming back with the undead, the spies on Black Island subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that their previous guess was correct.

"You see a lot of people selling dried fish here," Mierxi Chuanshuo walked up to the spies and whispered, "Please help me keep an eye out for anyone with problems. I'll give you a reward. Don't worry, the reward will satisfy you!"

"Of course, sir, we will." Although the spies did not want to do this job and just wanted to slowly collect intelligence about Raven City, after what happened just now, they could not open their mouths to refuse.

It would be nice if I could get some information about the "Golden Throne" from the undead.

It is said that Mierxi is wandering around, and he often even does things against the grain by finding an ordinary person and asking him if there is something wrong with him. His behavior affects the judgment of the spies.

He couldn't do too many fancy moves, but he successfully gained the trust of the spies by pretending to be stupid and "framing" a group of innocent people.

Until another action.

"These people have a problem, come and help!"

More than 20 spies gathered together to help because they were "trusted" by Mierxi.

The spies from different forces did not all know each other, but their meanings were clear when their eyes met. They decided to accompany this undead man for a while first. At least they got a lot of useful information from him.

The mighty march of forty people attracted the attention of the Riven soldiers.

The spies were very calm about this. Some of them had followed the legend of Mierxi many times, and the steps were probably similar.

"So many?" asked the Raven soldier in surprise.

"Brother, this is not an easy job," Mierxi Chuanshuo pointed behind him, "It took me a lot of effort to bring them here. Do you know that in order not to alert the enemy, I made myself look like a fool?"

"Hahaha, maybe it doesn't look like that."

Mierxi Chuan Chuan raised his hand and punched the soldier in the chest, then laughed: "Okay, arrest all those who are not tied up, they are the ones."

"Oh?" The Raven soldier raised his eyebrows and punched back, "You are amazing!"

"Haha!" Mierxi Chuanshu laughed very proudly. He put a lot of thought into catching them all in one fell swoop.

If we arrest spies on a large scale right from the start, it would easily alert other spies.

A normal spy would definitely try to escape if he found that the patrols in a place suddenly became tight. Raven City is very large, and it would not be easy to search someone out once they get in.

But if you help the spies get good identities from the beginning, not only will these people not run away, they will even become accustomed to it and gradually become proactive.

Like now.

The spies looked on in bewilderment as the crying "spy" in front of them was released, but they and others who had come to help enthusiastically were chained.

"My lord, there is a misunderstanding!" "No, no, no, you are a spy from the Black Island, you are a member of the Salamander Party, you are related to the Black Stone Hall..." Mierxi Chuanshuo raised his finger and pointed at them one by one, "I recognized you a long time ago. Don't ask me how I knew it. It's top secret information. I won't tell it even if the Queen asks me!"

For Raven City, the captured spies are just a drop in the bucket, but there are more people who can receive the task of arresting spies than just Mierxi.

After happily spending a large sum of money, Mierxi Chuanshu turned around and walked into the Hunter Shop. After taking out his Hunter Association badge, he began his happy shopping journey.

More and more undead people have discovered the seemingly "difficult" task of catching spies.

It’s not difficult at all. As long as they are hostile forces, they will be marked as red. It’s simply giving away money.

……

Lind originally planned that tomorrow would be the last day of rest in Raven City, and the cavalry would set out to continue their march after checking the horseshoes.

Of course, this is also because Miss Isa will give the first results of the "regaining sanity" experiment tomorrow.

Isa, Win Raven, the Crystal Mage, they all brought a lot of knowledge to Lind, but unfortunately this knowledge could not be utilized.

Isa can restore people to sanity, but it involves a lot of gambling, and that knowledge is difficult to impart to Lind.

As Wen, one of the "Undead Knights, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse", she did not hesitate at all when she heard that Lind wanted her potion formula.

But as an "angel" from the Everfrost Land, she had reached epic level before the magic ring was broken, and her power came from faith and prayer.

There is no prerequisite path for potion recipes. If you want to use them, you must go through other paths and then "change jobs".

The knowledge of the crystal mage includes a lot of information about the war with the abyss, which is of great help to wizards but almost no help to knights.

"My lord, the noise made by the undead is too loud."

Gordon, who was temporarily left in Raven City by Lind to be in charge of grassroots work, couldn't help but took the initiative to come.

"What's wrong?" Linde put down the book in his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

"They keep arresting people in Raven City!" Gordon said anxiously, "They have already arrested more than 40 people. We can't let them continue."

"Who are we catching?" Lind's attitude towards the low-level NPCs is to delegate power. It is impossible for him to create all the tasks by himself. As long as he teaches them the way of issuing tasks, even if they don't understand the reasons, the NPCs can follow suit and issue tasks.

It seems to be working very well during this period.

"A lot of chaotic forces have poured into Raven City, and some spies are trying to get information," Gordon said, "but the way those undead people captured the spies is incomprehensible."

"How did they catch him?"

"Stand on the street, turn your head, take one look, and then do it directly."

"Yeah." Lind nodded slightly.

Then he asked, "Did you miss any?"

"There are too many people and the interrogation is still ongoing."

"That means we haven't caught the wrong person so far." Lind gave his verdict.

He thought for a moment and said, "Her Majesty the Queen is on her way to Raven City. Let's talk about it after she arrives."

"grown ups……"

Lind explained: "The queen has someone who can tell whether what people say is true or false."

Gordon nodded. Having someone like this to help would indeed save some trouble.

Gordon, who should have left after answering his question, stood there, his feet as if they had nails, and he didn't move.

"What? Is there something else?" Lind, who was about to work hard, found that Gordon was still standing in front of him motionless.

"Sir, I still feel that the undead are too dangerous. We shouldn't have too much contact with them." Ever since Gordon had the experience of nearly having his mind controlled, he has been afraid of the undead.

Linde closed the book, and beams of sunset sunlight shone through the window, just in time to lengthen his shadow.

He turned his head to look out the window and found that Wen Raven was sitting on the roof outside the window with his knees hugged, looking at Raven City.

As power shifted, she was left with only the title of city lord, although Lind never said he wanted to deprive her of her rights as city lord.

He doesn't even look down on the king, so how could he look down on the status of the city lord?

"Of course they are dangerous, and they are disloyal."

"Yes!" Gordon nodded.

He agreed with Lind's evaluation that the undead were disloyal, which was even the evaluation given by the vast majority of people who had come into contact with the undead.

"That's good, isn't it? It means they feel the same way about that thing that's giving you a headache." Lind stood up and walked to the window, his eyes looking at Wen Raven who was looking at the sunset.

From this angle, Win Raven looked a bit like a gargoyle decorating the corner of the wall.

Gordon's head snapped up. He understood what Lind meant, crazy as it was.

There is probably nothing more ridiculous in the world than the fact that the warriors that "God" has worked so hard to train cannot even guarantee the most basic loyalty.

What Lind meant was that he wanted to poach employees.

No, he is already poaching people. Those undead are now scrambling to work for Lind and are enjoying it.

"It's right to always be wary of them," Lind said.

More and more of his people have established deep friendships with the undead. Lind is very happy to see this. Many people are even sad because of the death of NPCs they know.

But some people choose to "brush up their favor" purely for the sake of profit.

If someone wrote a long guide specifically for conquering a person and made sufficient preparations, catering to the person's preferences in every way, I believe that not many people would be able to resist. Even if it is impossible for them to fall in love with the person in one second, it would definitely increase their favorability towards the person.

There were many posts on how to conquer Miss Miko, Miss Brittany, Miss Morena and other girls. If they hadn't been unable to take off their white shorts, Lind wouldn't even be sure what these people would do.

Even so, cases of undead harassing female NPCs and even male NPCs occur every day.

Some people choose to trust the undead, but someone also needs to be vigilant at all times, and Gordon is the best person to stay vigilant.

Gordon left, but Win Raven turned around and said, "Queen Rania is here."

"Really?" Lind climbed out of the window and sat down next to her. "Make way!"

Wen Raven silently moved aside.

Looking over the city wall, I saw a golden figure in the distance.

The dragon flag and the lion flag fluttered in the wind.

Currently, the only person in the world who can travel like this is Rania.

"Is the road to the Everfrost Land easy to travel?" Linde suddenly asked.

“It’s not easy to walk.”

The two stopped talking and watched quietly in the sunlight as the carriage team slowly approached Raven City.

The time was quiet, and they all knew that comfortable days like this were not easy to come by.

(End of this chapter)