Chapter 332 Second-hand

"You're going to sell these second-hand?"

"Yes!" Lena nodded.

She spent more and more time with the undead and gradually understood the logic behind their actions, such as "selling second-hand" means selling one's unused belongings.

Reina had never sold anything before, so she was a little overwhelmed.

"I'm afraid that's difficult." Sister Li Wansui posed so that Lena could see his worn cloak with the dragon curse. There was nothing special about wearing it except that it would reduce the movement speed.

But many undead have discovered one thing: although the dragon curse will reduce attributes, it will increase the hidden value "resilience".

"Resilience" will not make a person stronger or prevent him from being beaten less, but it can enable him to stand longer and more steadily.

If the "resilience" of a person who can be knocked down with three punches and two kicks is judged to be an ordinary person, then a higher level of resilience means that it may take three punches and three kicks to knock him down.

The dragon-transformed soldiers all have high resilience, and some will not even fall down before they die.

Having made a great discovery, the undead completely disregarded the curse on the equipment and began snatching equipment related to the dragon curse.

Some people have already started to create a "tank suit", which is said to be able to withstand the BOSS's fierce attack without falling, and is as strong as if it were rooted in the ground.

Being tough enough, living long enough, and increasing fault tolerance are what most people pursue at this stage.

Not to mention that the equipment of Dragon Curse is very cool.

Reina indeed noticed his cloak and asked, "Is this a Lander Legion cloak?"

"Those dragon-transformed soldiers." Sister Li was very satisfied. "It's not too rare. There is only one in the entire Goliath. It's just average~"

As he said this, he shook his cloak in a cocky manner.

"What should I do?" Lena chose to ignore him.

She wondered why it was so difficult to sell second-hand.

"Nowadays, small markets are undercutting prices, scalpers and middlemen are rampant, and most of what you buy is just for appearance!"

Most appearances are valuable, especially IP-linked appearances.

But what Lena bought was simply for the sake of being pretty, with basically no added value.

Zui Ai Bai Si said, "There is a place that may be able to help you ship the goods, but it's a bit far away."

"Where?" Lena knew that the undead had some special way of communication, and they would exchange key information with each other.

Even if Reina scratched her head and tried her best, she couldn't find out where the information came from.

"There's a black market in the Blackhoof Village market. They sell everything and buy everything, but it's only open during fixed hours."

……

There was no change in Lind's life. He was waiting for his own pharmacist to arrive. Tione also stopped coming after she was sure that it would be difficult for her to develop something abstract called "love" with him.

He was standing in the home of the painter Boyd, admiring his works. Although he had no intention of collecting famous paintings and no intention of being pretentious, he should be able to find something here to decorate the room.

The Alman Manor has been cleared and the bodies have been cremated and placed in a small cemetery in the manor.

He would definitely move back home, as the palace was not suitable for him to live in. Moreover, that place looked like the lair of a BOSS with a very long health bar. It would not be safe for him to sleep in it, and he would definitely get used to closing one eye, otherwise he would always be worried that the undead would come in one night.

Wen Raven and the Crystal Mage are staying in Alman Manor temporarily. The Crystal Mage will probably return to Raven City tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and officially connect the various territories together. Wen will stay longer and organize the work of Raven soldiers with Hull and others until Goliath completely recovers from the ruins.

"I heard before that you Executioners are divided into Iris, Gardeners and Fertilizers." Lind took the initiative to mention the Executioners to the Crystal Mage, which meant that he had indeed regarded the Great Rift as one of his next targets.

"Yes, that's what they call themselves," the Crystal Mage nodded. "I am one of the fertilizers, responsible for teaching the knowledge of dealing with the abyss in the rear."

"Those things are as contagious as the plague. Is there any way to cure them?" Lind asked.

"That's one of the jobs of fertilizers, Festering Exiles. They make resistance medicines that can be taken before entering the Great Rift to increase resistance."

The Crystal Mage paused and said, "But no one can avoid being infected by the Abyss. The resistance medicine will only allow people to persist longer, so that you can see your slow changes."

"That sounds really disgusting," Lind said. He hated transformation, no matter what he turned into, it felt like he would be slowly replaced and distorted by something filthy and evil.

"We will be fully prepared," Lind said. "This is our war."

Wait for the night.

Linde walked to the military camp in a robe. Amidst waves of greetings of "Lord Linde", he lined up with a bowl, filled himself with rice, and then sat down to eat with the soldiers.

The soldiers were somewhat silent. Most of those around were Revan soldiers, as most of the Rand soldiers were stationed in the manor, patrolling, and guarding the dungeon in the royal city.

Someone will deliver their food to them.

The weaker Raven soldiers did not have an easy job, as one of their jobs was to deliver meals.

They felt self-conscious sitting down to eat with Lind.

"I feel heartbroken." Lind said suddenly.

The soldiers subconsciously turned to look at him.

Linde said with disdain: "Such good food is cooked so badly! Is there no good chef in Raven City?"

"Hahahaha!" The atmosphere became much happier.

"Sir, can you tell us how you felt at that time?" someone asked bravely.

"What's the feeling?" Linde picked at the food.

"Many girls like you, including female soldiers! Sir, don't you know anything?" The soldiers seemed to begin to pity Lind's emotional dullness.

Although the female soldiers spat and said that it made their brains buzz when they fell in love with a man like Lind, they still couldn't help but feel envious.

"Oh, I'm used to it."

"Damn it!"

"I can teach you how to be more attractive to women."

"Really?"

Lind waved at the soldier who looked not very old. He was definitely less than 20 years old, had freckles on his face and was thin.

The only weapon was a short sword at his waist.

"Be as handsome as me! And be as strong as me."

Everyone heard it, and he deliberately emphasized the word "big".

"Hahaha!" There was laughter all around.

The young soldier blushed a little after being shaken by the laughter around him: "You mean if I work hard to become a general, I can marry a noble lady like the general's wife?"

In fact, Tioné is not attractive in the eyes of the indigenous NPCs because she is too tall.

Sickly and thin are the mainstream aesthetics. Tionne is taller than many men, and only looks petite next to Linde.

But she is still considered one of the most attractive women, on par with Queen Rania.

Because she is the general's wife.

Linde's halo can overshadow many things.

"Yes, but you don't have to look for your general's wife when you become a general. If they have enough vision, they will choose you when you are still a soldier."

Lind patted the soldier on the shoulder and said, "Remember, if you remain unmarried after becoming a general, you will no longer need a general's wife, no matter how beautiful and outstanding that woman is. Well, if she has a castle, you can consider it."

"Hahahaha!" the veterans laughed.

The young soldier was thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)