The sky turned dark, the bleak night was charming, but Titan City was filled with a tense atmosphere.

Due to the fire in the cemetery, a group of evil monsters were introduced, causing the residents in the city to feel a little uneasy.

Of course, this slight uneasiness is caused by ordinary residents living at the bottom, such as melon and fruit shop owners, slave merchants, nouveau riche loan sharks, etc., who are worried about the future of the city. However, the high-level forces instead chuckled, sipped a glass of red wine, and hugged each other.

Beautiful slave, sleep peacefully.

According to the oracles promoted by the Divine Court in Titan City, if a monster appears, it heralds a disaster in the city, and the first to bear the brunt is this group of low-level forces.

Therefore, in order to survive this disaster, it is reasonable and reasonable to donate money to the Divine Court, grant our god's blessings, and ensure the safety of one party.

"Made, these guys from the Divine Court have gone too far."

The urban management guard looked at a fox-man boy with dull eyes. The boy was holding a brochure about the divine court, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it.

A fox-man would naturally not be a novelty to them. The main reason was that behind the fox-man boy, well, there was a group estimated to be hundreds of people standing...

Skeleton soldiers?

Although the Skeleton Soldiers are the lowest level cannon fodder of the undead, with a black iron level and slow speed, a child of about ten years old can easily outrun them, but...

Isn’t the quantity too much?

"Ahem, sir, this is the situation."

Xiao Han rubbed his hands, with an indignant look on his face, and showed his fangs: "These gangsters are so abominable, they dare to rob on the street where the chief is maintaining order, this is not robbery, this is clearly in your face

Stepping on your feet and spitting on it, provoking your authority, sir, how can you bear this?"

Hearing this, the tall and burly man wearing a black helmet thought for a moment, and after confirming that the other party did not mean to scold him, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

According to the information registered when entering the city, Xiao Han has a special identity. He has a suspected late Silver level necromancer as his subordinate and has an extraordinary background.

After all, the Necromancer is a rare species of undead. It is a special species of wisdom that can communicate with the abyss and demon world, summon undead creatures of the same level of combat power to fight, and a series of auxiliary disgusting magic can make opponents doubt their lives. I deeply feel that

Why are there such disgusting people in the world?

Because his master was insulted, his necromancer immediately summoned hundreds of skeletons and cannon fodder. According to the informant (the owner of the melon and fruit shop), he may have been molested, and he has the right to forcefully demand compensation for mental damages (the owner of the melon and fruit shop)

Quoting Xiao Han’s original words).

"Your matter is reasonable and I won't stop you."

The burly man nodded, touched the tulip badge on his right shoulder, and looked thoughtfully at the little guy who seemed to have bombed the tomb last night.

"I still don't understand a little bit, why do they want to mess with you?"

Hearing this, the corner of Xiao Han's mouth curled up slightly, and then he quickly returned to normal, sighing: "I also hate my naivety. I always thought that a gangster who works full-time as a loan shark would not work part-time as a robbery, but I didn't expect that I was deeply wrong.

It’s…”

Then, Xiao Han frowned slightly, like a simple child who was deceived by the dark society. He lowered his eyes, his lips wriggled, his eyes quickly turned red, and then...

One drop, two drops, three or four drops of crystal tears...

Next, Xiao Han slowly raised his head at a forty-five degree angle, holding back the tears, and took a deep breath. This forbearance gave him a strong image, and in an instant, all the urban management guards showed sympathy.

heart of.

"I see."

The corners of the burly man's mouth twitched. Although he clearly knew that the other party was acting, it was undeniable that the other party wanted to find him. He obviously recognized the rules set by Titan City and took him into his eyes.

I quite admire this burly man who is a fox man.

But the only problem is that what I did last night was too stupid...

"Then, sir, if you are willing to uphold justice for me, who is weak, that would be great."

Noticing the burly man's moved expression, Xiao Han looked delighted.

"Ahem, Huang Bao needs to be dealt with."

The burly man murmured, then slipped away with a group of guards.

It is beneficial and harmless to the family to befriend a fox man who is protected by a silver-level warrior.

Moreover, at the request of their superiors, they also have to eliminate the source of the monsters in the cemetery and carry out their official mission.

"Well done, sir!"

Xiao Han waved his hand and watched the urban management guards disappear into the night. Then he calmed down his expression, summoned the Obsidian Sword, and put it on his shoulder. His delicate face showed a ferocious expression, but it was very cute.

Through the conversation with the owner of the melon and fruit shop and personally witnessing the scenes in the city, Xiao Han had an understanding of the Titan City system.

Although it is a city of ordered chaos, it is also the management of the bottom. For those forces with privileges, order is just a tool used to safeguard their own interests.

If you want to live in this system, you must act according to the underlying rules.

"Let's go find that guy to pay off the debt!"

The next moment, Xiao Han carried the Obsidian Sword and led hundreds of skeleton soldiers towards the pre-identified route.

"Click, click, click!"

Along the way, the skeleton soldiers were rampant. Although they moved slowly, they crowded together and carried the ferocious arrogance of "Keep strangers out", scaring away a group of residents who were awakened in the middle of the night and went out to fight with anger.

Decaying skeletons, burning soul fire, the void seems to condense into the shadow of death, praying for the arrival of death.

Tonight is the carnival night of the dead! (Acknowledged by the official!)

Well, it was also the night when Xiao Han got his first pot of gold.

…

In the three-story wooden house built with wood, orange candles were lit, and shining silver shells were spread out on the table.

"Eight coins, nine coins, ten coins..."

The tall leopard man used his simple mathematics to count the coins, with a greedy smile on his ferocious face.

"Boss, where's my share?"

The second-in-command catman rubbed his hands and said impatiently, there was still a footprint on his face.

After all, this is a work-related injury, and it is used to create a sense of presence and make Huang Bao recognize his efforts, and he will be given more money.

"Oh, this is yours."

Huang Bao glanced at him, took out a small box from under the tablecloth, handed it to him, and then counted the silver shells again: "Ten, eleven, twelve..."

Once the box was in hand, the catman quickly opened it. Inside, there was a small pile of brass coins with the image of a goshawk engraved on the coins.

"Why is it the Bronze Eagle!"

The cat man felt aggrieved, but did not dare to protest.

The continent of Midland has gone through wars, fusion, division, and re-fusion of various ethnic groups. Although the cultural beliefs are different, the currency system has been selected and eliminated for tens of thousands of years, and is roughly divided into bronze eagles, silver shells, and golden wolves.

One silver shell can be exchanged for eighty bronze eagles, but one golden wolf can be exchanged for one thousand silver shells.
Chapter completed!