‘More than 300 points of experience can improve fighting skills or magical items production… or spiritual pressure.’

Sulu, who was sleeping, stared at the skill class in the attribute bar, thought quickly: 'The magical item production needs to be improved by 150 points, and the fighting technique needs to be improved by 160 points, but the fighting technique adds attributes and spiritual pressure is forgot... There is no hurry at the moment.'

To be honest, Sulu is very interested in the ability to create magical objects.

But the embarrassing thing is that he lacks enough materials and no matter how high the level is, it is useless.

Although fighting skills do not add energy, the increase in other attributes is quite considerable.

Spell casting professions are easily targeted by melee battles. If Sulu makes up for this shortcoming, whoever dares to behead him in the future will dare to mess with blood on the other side!

‘It’s all very tangled…’

Sulu had some toothache.

After being promoted to the second-level rank, the income from experience value has dropped sharply, and it seems necessary to retain a certain amount of experience value on your body and beware of unexpected situations.

Anyway, you can improve on the spot and never be afraid of waste.

...

The train rumbled into the station.

Sulu got out of the car with her suitcase, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar city of Nia, and was silent for a long time, sighed without saying anything, and left the station directly.

I have been studying and living here for four years and feel that this is my real "hometown" after traveling through time. However, as soon as I finished college, I immediately had nothing left.

Oh, I even bought a store, but that belongs to Rhodes.

He did not go to the store to check it out, nor did he go to the abandoned factory.

According to what Rhodes teaches, these two ‘locations’ have been exposed and cannot be considered secret.

Although I am not a wanted criminal, it is not a pleasant thing to completely expose my whereabouts to the eyes of the Eleventh Games.

night.

Sulu called a carriage and came to Zorro Street, an underground boxing ring.

It seems that it is a dark nature that humans are born with. Almost every city in the Federation has illegal places such as underground boxing rings. It is said that the business is not bad, and it has formed a huge scale.

You will never know which kind of well-dressed gentleman or dignified lady would be those men and women who roared hysterically, waved gambling tickets, and teared their collars in the stands during the day.

With the code by the way, after entering the boxing ring, a terrible sound suddenly swept over.

The competition has begun. In the iron cage, a small boxer is already fighting with a strong man like a black bear.

Sulu knew at a glance that this was unlimited fighting, and there was nothing prohibited except for no weapons, no weight, etc.

When you really fight, you will definitely get the flesh and blood, and you will be extremely ornamental.

"Kill that little guy!"

"Black bear! I'm optimistic about you!"

"Don't lose, little guy, I'll bet on you!"

...

Outside the iron cage, the audience roared wildly, waved gambling tickets, and all kinds of dirty words came one after another.

Sulu felt as if he had entered a modern heavy metal bar. The loud noise made his heart tremble, frowned, and said to a security guard next to him: "I'm looking for an old dog!"

Lao Gou is the manager of this underground boxing ring, and of course, it was just pushed out on the surface.

Therefore, he also operates a large number of gray businesses with the convenience of the venue and protective umbrella, and his reputation is quite good.

According to Rhodes, "Although those who do this business are very greedy, if they have bad reputations, they will have been killed long ago."

He had followed Rhode to supplement the materials several times before, so the security guard knew him. Without asking any more questions, he took him to an office behind the boxing ring.

After closing the door, the noise dropped a lot.

"Yo! Isn't this Rhode's younger brother?"

Sitting behind the desk was a rich businessman, with a half-bald head shiny and a smile on his lips, but he was not sincere at all, and he looked more like a smile fox.

When I saw Sulu, the old dog stood up and said, "It was gone for a while. Are you here to buy something? Materials? Firearms? Or intelligence? I'll give you a discount price!"

He was a man who vaguely knew the "internal world" and was very awe of Rhodes and Sulu.

"I'll get the letter! Buy some information!"

Sulu turned a blind eye to discount prices and other things.

If you believe this profiteer, then he is an idiot!

It would be fine if the other party didn't sell it to him at a higher price.

Even if you have the fear of extraordinary power, you cannot change the essence of the other party's businessman.

"Oh, yes! There is still a letter!"

The old dog opened a drawer, flipped through it, and pulled out three letters: "It was sent from a special channel and it has definitely not been dismantled. You can check it!"

"Three seals?"

Sulu took it and checked the sealed varnish.

In fact, this is not very necessary, because he contacted Rhodes in secret words.

"Three letters, three silver eagles, Stephen, too!"

The old dog squinted his eyes with a smile.

Sulu threw a golden dragon directly over: "Since the recent gallery incident in Nia City, has there been any special situation happened?"

"That's true! Do you need a drink?"

The old dog picked up a glass of beer full of hops.

Sulu looked at him with contempt. Inside the wine glass, the white hops accounted for almost two-thirds of the volume: "Thank you, no need!"

"Oh... young man!"

The old dog took a sip of beer: "Bill Abel is dead!"

"Bill? That coal merchant?" The image of a humble businessman appeared in front of Sulu's eyes: "How did you die?"

"Suicide! Leaping down from the roof of his company, it was the peak hours of work, and this incident made the headlines! It caused a lot of storm... After all, the other party's business is good and the emotions are going well, and there is no reason." Lao Gou replied.

Bill was the survivor of the last gallery incident and was rescued by himself and Rhodes.

‘Unexpectedly… the curse will resurrect so quickly?’

Sulu thought: ‘Is the last blockade useless at all?’

"What about the others? You know what I mean, it's even more mysterious and strange events!" he continued to ask.

"Are other things..." The old dog grinned: "In a redwood forest in the western suburbs, hunters have witnessed human-shaped beasts..."

"In Lake Nispo, it is said that there are water monsters appearing... but it has been circulating for several years, and there is only a blurry photo as evidence."

"In addition, it is a strange rumor that emerged in the upper circle..."

The old dog smiled even bigger, showing black and yellow teeth: "This one needs to be extra money!"

"What rumor?"

Sulu nodded in agreement.

"About... a painting, which is said that those who have seen it will be cursed. This has bothered many gentlemen and ladies and has also made my business much better."

The old dog drank all the beer.

‘Sure enough…the terror spread.’
Chapter completed!