006 Su Xing (1)()

Three days later, four people gathered again in the old place of Blackstone Hotel. This time, Ryan and Rose seemed energetic, while Zhan Shibang and Bode had a look of exhaustion that was about to lie down. Especially Zhan Shibang, his eyes were black and his pupils were covered with red silk, which had a significant negative impact on his handsome appearance.

Bode's condition is better, but he is like a dog who is about to die of exhaustion, giving people the feeling of being exhausted.

"My teacher has agreed to help us stand out and deal with other forces and the scorpion mercenary group." A new red crystal was re-embedded on Zhan Shibang's wooden stick. His left hand gently stroked the smooth edges of the crystal, as if doing so would make his head clear: "But he put forward a condition that you should be extremely careful in the process of digging the tombs and never destroy the sleeping permanent beds of the ancient ancestors. And you should not have the idea of ​​those permanent beds."

Bode was a little puzzled: "The Hengbed left in ancient times was sold at the aristocratic market, but a lot of money was enough to support several medium-sized mercenaries, Lord Zhan Shibang. Moreover, if the Hengbed was made out, our excavation might not have made much profit."

Zhan Shibang sneered: "Don't mention those pseudo-nobles. They want to be in a slap, but they don't want to keep their bodies in their lives forever after death. They took out the corpses of ancient ancestors from the slap and threw them away at will. This is disrespect for ancestors. Those who cannot communicate with their souls will never understand what the truth is. They only have the name of a nobleman, but do barbarians..." Zhan Shibang hit the table with a wooden stick: "I am ashamed to be with him!"

Bod, Ryan and Rose were silent at the same time. The three of them were also the "people who could not communicate with the soul" mentioned by Zhan Shibang. Although they were not aristocratic, they also had the idea of ​​getting a permanent bed. Although Zhan Shibang's words were not directed at them, they felt a little ashamed and uneasy.

After a while, Zhan Shibang fell down and said apologetically: "Three, I was rude just now. I would like to give you all the gifts. Please don't take it seriously. The teacher knew that this request was a bit difficult, so he decided to give half of the four-point benefit he had to both. After the matter was completed, the teacher and I, each of them, would receive 20% of the mercenary group to which the two belonged, each of them would receive 30%. What do you think?"

Ryan and Bode looked at each other. If they gave up on Heng Bed, they would indeed lose a lot of benefits, but if 10% of the benefits were added, it might not be able to offset the loss of giving up Heng Bed, and perhaps they could gain the favor of a soul-thinking person. This deal is quite cost-effective.

Ryan smiled and said, "Our mercenary group is willing to obey the wishes of His Excellency Zhan Shibang."

Bode then bent down and said, "It is my honor to be able to follow the teachings of those who think deeply in the soul."

Zhan Shibang nodded, then took out a small white cloth bag from his robe: "This is the elemental strike bullet developed by the teacher, and the specific usage method is also in this bag. Lord Bode, after you finish your work, seal the entrance of the ancient tomb, and then make the things in this bag into a trap to shock those who want to go in and steal the Heng bed. As for the confidentiality measures afterwards, the teacher and I will do it seriously, so don't worry."

Ryan and Bode were both shocked, and they knew in their hearts that Zhan Shibang had a turn and was reminding them: Take care of yourself and your subordinates, don’t think about secretly looking for the excavation of Hengbed in the future. The teacher and I have a way to find out if you have moved that thing.

"As you wish." Bode took the cloth bag and sighed slightly regretfully.

Six months later, the ruins of the Palace of Solomon.

This place was originally a fertile land, but since the Solomon Dynasty was destroyed, it has gradually become the Gobi Desert that looks like today. The yellow sand, gravel, and the sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling. The luxurious and luxurious palace walls in the past have now become low and chaotic rock piers that are covered with yellow sand.

There is no water source and sparsely populated place. There were occasional travelers passing by here and hid in the ruins and leaning against the remaining broken walls to escape the attack of wind and sand. However, since three months ago, there have been rumors of ghosts appearing here, and there are indeed pedestrians who hear strange sounds, travelers and merchants bypassed the inside from afar.

The resentful soul of a devastated country cannot afford to provoke it. This is the most ordinary idea for all ordinary people.

There is a very messy area in the center of the ruins, as if someone threw all the scattered walls in the ruins here, building up a strange but chaotic "walls" that have a considerable degree of space.

A figure stretched out his head under the chaotic walls. He looked around first, then put his ears on the gravel ground. After listening for a while, he climbed out and walked away from the broken wall, pulled out his pants, and put a pool of yellow water. He stretched out, looked up and looked at the blurry sun, and said to himself: "I haven't been sunbathed for a long time, it's comfortable."

He stood for a while, then climbed into the messy walls and drilled into the underground along the entrance.

The man held a shiny crystal and walked through the black earth-stairs passage to an empty underground cavity. There were more than twenty people standing here, and the air emitted a strange smell. The sour smell of sweat and a stinky smell similar to sulfur were mixed together, which was quite pungent. This man got used to it after a long time of smelling it. He picked up an iron hook from the wall, stuffed the luminous crystal in his hand into the small hole in the wall, and then walked to a metal wall.

At the end of the insight, the metal wall is black all over and the surface is extremely smooth, but in the middle it is dug into a big hole, making the metal wall, which originally had a very thick and beautiful look particularly ugly and abrupt.

In front of the big hole, more than twenty men stood with the same hook, and a few in front of them poured a black liquid onto the metal wall. After pouring it on for more than ten consecutive times, more than twenty men pierced the long hook on their hands into the metal wall and pulled down a small piece of black metal.

After peeling and blending again and again, they forced a big hole in the thick metal wall.

Each piece of metal skin that was pulled down was recycled by someone, taken to the back and stacked together. Ryan and Bode stood aside and watched, their hair and beards were almost covering their entire faces. Rose stood behind Ryan, and women were always cleaner than men, but her hair was also greasy and shiny.

Ryan picked up a metal piece that had just been taken from the corner. As the liquid evaporated, the metal skin had become harder again. He took out a dagger from his clothes and cut it down on the metal piece. After a tingling, the metal skin did not fall down at all, and the sharp edges formed into the blade of the dagger.

"Oharry Steel..." Ryan sighed respectfully: "The ancestors of the ancient magic era were really amazing. How did they make tough metals? Even the black dragon saliva that claims to corrode all substances can only soften Oharry Steel in a short time, and the black dragon saliva will soon lose its effect. Oharry Steel will soon become tough again. The dragon clan guys boasted that they are excellent races every day, but they still do not rush to pursue the magic relics of our human ancestors in crazily. In the face of our human ancestor civilization, they must not even dare to fart."

Bode sighed behind him: "The guys of the Dragon Clan are willing to lower their proud heads in front of the civilization of the ancestors of the ancient magic era, and in front of the Sun God servants. Ordinary humans like us don't even look down on them. In order to collect the saliva of these Black Dragon Clan, I gave out all the magic crystal shields in the only treasured place, and almost exposed our plan this time. Fortunately, the guys of the Black Dragon Clan have always looked down on us, so they barely blocked the past."

Ryan smiled and said, "There must be many magic crystal shield materials in the tomb, so I will give you more at that time. I heard that O'Harry Steel and Magic Crystal were the most basic building materials of ancient ancestors. They are so extravagant, so extravagant."

Bode nodded. He was an alchemist. All kinds of ancient magical objects were his favorites. It would make him happier than giving him a lot of money.

At this time, a mercenary came over and said to Ryan: "Captain, come here and listen. The sound is a bit wrong. We think it's almost done. Can you come here and see?"

Ryan was immediately delighted. He carefully placed the metal piece in his hand into the corner, then walked to the big hole in the metal wall, and after the black dragon's saliva evaporated, he knocked it with his hand. Sure enough, he felt that the sound was obviously different from the one in front, and it seemed much hollow.

He took a deep breath: "Everyone put down his work and went to the ground. He found a piece of red elemental crystal, sucked it all and came back, and then rest until tomorrow morning. Rose, take out half of the food and water we stored, and let everyone have a good meal later."

"Long live Commander Ryan!" A group of mercenaries cheered and rushed out of the cellar. They were almost crazy.

When most people got up to the ground, Bode asked in confusion: "Why don't you continue to work hard and open up this steel wall in one breath."

Ryan said: "This is the tomb of the ancient magic era, and no one knows what dangers there are. Although most of the ancient ruins are safe, I have also heard that someone was killed by strange attacks in the ancient ruins, and his whole body was burned, just like he was burned by an invisible fire. Opening up the tomb is only the first step. Our purpose is to bring things home alive. In order to make unknown situations, sufficient physical strength is necessary."

Bode shrugged: "It seems that you have a lot of experience in this area. Ryan, being able to work with you seems to be my greatest good fortune so far."
Chapter completed!