Trainer: I Build My Home on the Back of Xuanwu

"The glazed beast will be fine." Das prayed in his heart.

"It has to find some good ore for it to eat." Vargan plans to say.

"I will help find it." Das said seriously.

He can live a good life with Vargan. If he is allowed to live alone, he can only join some hunting parties to work hard.

It didn't take long.

Kaka~~Boom~~

With a soft sound, the door of the Tianmen Tower opened.

"Come up." Zan Yan shouted from the door.

"Come." Vargan took the lead and entered the Tianmen Tower.

They saw that the inside of the fortress was bright and bright, not like some houses were lit with flames or a little gloomy.

"Captain, look up." Darth gestured to the ceiling with his chin.

Vargan looked up and saw a slap-sized bug hanging from the ceiling, its tail glowing brightly.

He suddenly realized, and whispered: "The light turns out to be emitted by this beetle."

"Captain, we can trade some of these bugs." Darth reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, this glowing beetle will definitely sell for a high price." Vargan's eyes lit up.

He didn't have to think about how many people would be rushing to ask for it, especially those magicians who had high requirements for light, and they would definitely trade at high prices.

"Come here and get the customs clearance ultimatum." Zan Yan reminded in a deep voice.

"Come on." Vargan came back to his senses.

He stepped forward in line, after some question and answer.

"What? Want a low-level and medium-level fierce beast spar?" Vargan's eyes widened.

It's a bit outrageous that such a small town dares to charge such an expensive entry fee.

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"Yes, do you still want to clear the customs ultimatum?" the staff said calmly.

"I...I want it." Vargan thought of the glowing beetle above his head.

He still wanted to make a deal with this small town, so he could only hand over the beast spar.

A group of more than 40 people, all paid the cost of production.

"Going up, you can enter Xuanwu City." Zan Yan said, pointing to the upward passage.

"Okay." Vargan nodded.

He didn't use force to break through the barrier or anything. If he could build a city in Wankulin, even in the marginal area, he knew that there must be strong people in the city, at least a sixth-order existence.

"Captain, there are so many glowing beetles here."

Das was walking on the stairs, looking at the mountain wall some distance away, there would be a glowing beetle.

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"More is better, this luminous beetle is our goal." Vargan said solemnly.

"I think so too." Das agreed.

"Strange..." Vargan frowned, looking up at the stairs above.

He felt a sight just now, and what he saw was no one at all.

While Liyue was invisible, she stepped back lightly, always keeping a distance from these people.

There was a strange look on her pretty face. The target of these people was actually a lantern beetle.

Not long after, the group entered the Hanging Pavilion.

After some negotiation.

Vargan, Das and others had no choice but to hand in their weapons before they were able to move on.

"This small town is really troubled, and Bird City is not so strict." Das couldn't help but complain.

"Maybe there is something good hidden on it."

Vargan was also a little impatient, and could only comfort himself with this statement.

"No matter how good it is, it's not as good as our Liuli." Das pouted.

"You said, how many of these glowing beetles can we exchange for one glassware?" Vargan asked with a smile.

"At least ten." Das obviously thought about it for a long time, and came directly.

"No, I want at least twenty." Vargan shook his head in dissatisfaction.

Das was stunned and asked, "Will this be too much?"

"You see they use glowing beetles in places like this, there must be a lot of beetles."

Vargan pointed to the lantern beetle on the rock wall.

"That's right." Das nodded suddenly.

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ps: [1/3] Today's update will be relatively late, and the author is working hard to adjust. enter.

Chapter 216

"This city doesn't look small."

Vargan stood on the platform and looked at the city tower named 'Shanhaiguan' in front of him.

"I didn't expect there would be such a big city here." Das's face became solemn.

"Wankulin is too big, no one knows where a city will pop up." Vargan thought it was quite normal.

"However, we have walked this route more than once." Das reminded in a low voice.

"Uh..." Vargan was speechless.

His face also became solemn, and he said, "Do you suspect that this city was just established?"

"Probably, it may be." Das saw the towering city wall.

He is not very sure, after all, the two fortresses and stairs just passed, and the city wall in front of him.

None of these can be built in a short period of time.

"It may be that we are going the wrong way." Vargan clearly felt that it was impossible.

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Instead, he felt that he might have gone the wrong way.

squeak~~

The gate of Shanhaiguan slowly opened.

Wei Geng and a captain stood on both sides, scanning the forty or so people who were carrying packages in front of them.

With a serious expression, he said lightly, "Welcome everyone to Xuanwu City."

"Can we go in?"

Vargan looked at the neatly dressed team in front of him, all of the same style of clothing.

He instantly swept away the contempt in his heart. A city with a neat and tidy uniformed team is all an existence that is not easy to mess with.

"Please come in." Wei Geng raised his hand to signal.

Vargan, Das and his party entered Shanhaiguan with inexplicable pressure.

What they saw was a bright and transparent street, but it was very deserted, and they didn't see anyone.

Liyue stood quietly at the corner of the wall, folded her arms around her chest, and looked at the forty or so people in front of her.

The commercial street is not working these days, and there are only a few food shops still open, serving the guests living in the Samsung Building.

Mu Liang heard that there were more than 40 people coming up, so he ordered the commercial street to start work.

"Is this place too clean?"

"The brightness is too exaggerated, it's almost like it's daytime."

"It's so fragrant. I smell the aroma of many kinds of food."

Forty people were talking about each other.

If it wasn't for Vulgan and Das, who took the lead, they would have had enough prestige, they would have rushed into the shops on both sides of the street.

"This... is beyond my expectations." Vargan didn't know how to evaluate it.

"What now?" Das asked in a low voice.

The scene in front of you is not comparable to those of the small tribes and small cities, and even the Bird City is not comparable to this place.

"Look over there." Vargan pointed to the gate of the urn city.

"It turns out that this street is an area open to the outside world." Das instantly understood.

They have been to many big cities, and they have seen some big cities open up areas dedicated to foreign trade.

"Let's all spread out and trade." Vargan instructed everyone.

These people are all businessmen he has attracted, more than half of them are cooperative relationships, and the rest are his subordinates.

"Okay." The crowd began to disperse.

"Let's find a place to fill our stomach first."

Vargan carried the package and took Darth to choose a nearby shop with a strong fragrance and walked in.

"Welcome." The staff sat down with the two of them.

"What do you have to eat here?"

Vargan looked at the decoration in the store and knew that the things here should not be cheap.

"We only have pasta here." The staff handed over the menu.

This noodle restaurant has only been renovated for two days, and it was originally going to be open for trial operation.

"Pasta?" Das took the menu suspiciously.

It was the first time the two had heard of such food.

"The raw materials of pasta are made from plant roots." The staff said softly.

"Plant roots? What price?" Vargan had a bad premonition.

"A bowl of noodles is 30 primary and first-class fierce beast spar." The staff smiled.

"Huh? You're right?"

Vargan and Das were frightened by the price.

"No."

The staff said seriously: "We used a lot of green vegetables to go in, and only sold thirty bowls a day."

A bowl of pasta did add a lot of green vegetables, and the soup base of the cauldron was made with a dozen tomatoes.

Not to mention that the noodles use a lot of sweet potatoes to get the starch. If the quantity is large, it can be cheap. The problem is that sweet potatoes are limited by land, and the output is limited.

"Captain, let's go." Darth tugged Vargan's arm.

There is no such fool who would spend thirty first-level high-level vicious beast spar just for a meal.

"You said pasta made of green vegetables? What green vegetables are used?" Vargan was interested.

How to say, can't you find out if you don't eat it?

How can such expensive food be seen?

In the future, when they go out, they can brag a little and fool the people of those small tribes.