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Chapter 398: Business and Sea Clan (Part 1)

After the catastrophe, Jose was shaking like a sieve, covered with dust and small rubble, plus the tattered clothes with whip marks and bloodstains, the appearance was really miserable.

After confirming that the sorceress could hold on for a while, William pulled her out with a stick and left her aside, and decided to greet his new God of Wealth first.

After reaching out to stand up, William calmly summed up Jose's experience in the past few days:

"It's okay, not dead, good luck."

"..."

Jose slowly raised his head and looked at William with a calm face in front of him. He didn't know what to say for a while.

Grateful? That's really appreciated.

After all, although Peng Keluo City and Dawning Collar are not far away, they are not too close. He had almost no thought of waiting for rescue from the very beginning. The adults were saved.

But fear, that's real fear.

The stick just now really rubbed against the scalp, and it didn't enter the stone wall behind him with a puff. It was as easy as poking soft dough with chopsticks.

If the lord's wrist sank a little, or if he didn't shrink so hard, it would be too wrong to die.

Not knowing the complex emotions in the heart of the newly promoted God of Wealth, William thought he was frightened by not speaking, so he simply called up his panel and looked at it.

【Name: Jose Morris】

【Race: Human】

[Status: mild injury (recovering), mild dehydration, hunger, blood loss, fatigue, excitement, happiness, sadness, fear, pain, hope...]

[Affiliation: Breaking Dawn Collar]

[Identity: Temporary member of "The Day Will Break"]

[Ability: Prosperity, good reputation, bad luck]

...

After reading Jose's status bar, there was a hint of surprise in William's eyes.

The status bar of this Wild God of Wealth is really long, and there are more than ten lists of various messy states. Whether physical or psychological, the state is a little complicated...

After thinking about it, William decided that the physiological problem was more important, gave up the idea of ​​​​continuing a few words, took out the bread and water from the ring and handed it over.

Jose glanced at him gratefully, thanked him sincerely and took it with both hands. He was not in a hurry to eat, but resisted the hunger and thirst that was almost uncontrollable. He struggled to unscrew the water bag and sipped slowly.

William was not in a hurry. He took out a set of old Cameron's treasures from the ring, wiped the dust on the ground a little, and sat down against the wall.

"There are more than 20 people arrested in the caravan? Are you the only one who survived?"

Hearing his question, Jose paused when he drank the water, nodded silently, ripped off a small piece of bread with his dusty hands, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it twice.

Every time he chewed, the healing wound on his cheek moved, and even stretched a little again and slowly oozing blood, but he seemed to be undecided.

After swallowing the bread in his mouth, Jose, who survived the disaster, replied calmly:

"The people who were caught in the caravan were all locked up in this dungeon. I asked the tall woman over there, and she said that the rest of the people were gone, some were transformed into demons, and some were ... In short, I should be the only one left."

After finishing these bleak words, Jose didn't cry out or complain, but his voice was a little lower, and there was not much expression on his face, as if the series of emotional entries in the status bar were all over the place. is fake.

Without it, get used to it.

After all, in this world, businessmen are a profession with a high mortality rate. Beasts, bandits, monsters, dark creatures, high-level magical beasts, even nobles and other more powerful businessmen... The reasons for the death of businessmen are simply irrelevant. too much.

When he was too poor to live and chose to follow his relatives to run a business, Jose was ready to die quietly. I'm numb, and I've learned a little how to control my emotions.

William glanced at Jose's hand. The knuckles of the little merchant were faintly whitish. The soft bread carefully baked by the cook had been crushed, and the long list of entries in the status bar was constantly changing. His heart was far from being as peaceful as he appeared to be.

"Have you made a lot of money this time?"

To avoid this emotional guy from breaking down, William took the initiative to change the subject. While chewing the [special jerky] that the cook made specially for him, he asked:

"I heard from Jessica that you used those 200,000 gold gold to make a big business of nearly one million gold gold. Who did you trade with? The Holy Empire? Or the giant floating over the Seven Seas. Caravan?"

Jose shook his head, swallowed the bread in his mouth and replied:

"None of them. The people who bought that batch of goods are a sea clan marked by gray anchors. I asked about them. They have newly relocated to the coastal waters of Flange, and they should stay here for at least ten years. "

William nodded when he heard the words. The barbarians on the grasslands lived among the grasses, while the sea people liked to follow the tides and schools of fish, but the time span was slightly longer.

After thinking about it, he continued to ask thoughtfully:

"Do they want iron or food?"

Hearing this, Jose raised his head, looked at William in surprise and said, "They all want... Do you still know the Sea Clan?"

Not only do I know, I've been drowned by them...

William sighed. He used the "Book of Dark History" he got from the rich woman to read Jose's original fate.

The saint of the Church of Eros healed his daughter's disease for free. This guy originally chose to join the Church of Eros, and founded the Silver Calendula Chamber of Commerce with the support of a certain big man. In the end, because of the fake [Tower of Six Laws] The seal has created a series of broken things, detonating the contradiction between the sea clan and the major human empires, which is the fuse of the sea clan's invasion.

And the sea tribe came with their anger~www.wuxiaspot.com~ flooded two-fifths of the land of the Holy Empire. At that time, I traveled thousands of miles to steal graves and dig a tomb. I was almost killed by the Snow Goddess. The coastline of the empire is not far away... In short, he died peacefully at that time.

If it's hard to calculate...you have fooled me in your life...

William looked at Jose with complicated eyes, and then replied somewhat vaguely:

"I know a little bit, that's a group of rich guys. Besides, I have something to say before."

After briefly recalling the memories of the sea clan, he added with a frown:

"Food can also be sold, but the quantity cannot be too large, and it can only be supplied in batches, not delivered at one time;

There is no problem with iron tools, and we can even cooperate deeply. In the future, an alchemy laboratory will be opened in the territory, and there is no need to subcontract work such as anti-corrosion and enchanting. When I go back, Andrea can do it first. "

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