Chapter 75 A sudden enlightenment
"If you don't have a place to put your money, I can help you deal with it. You're welcome. Just leave the hard work to a rough man like me."
Ding Jin, who was originally a little shocked, rolled his eyes when he heard Mo Lan's words.
"Me too."
“I’ll work full-time, too.”
Ding Jin suddenly said.
"Anyway, I've been planning to do this full-time for a long time. Even if I lose money, the money I've made in the past few days will be enough for me to use for several years. I can't lose money."
"Then I'll come too."
Zhang Haobo smiled.
"That bastard Zou Peng has been preparing to work full-time for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't be so dedicated to his crappy Chamber of Commerce.
In this way, our three musketeers of the grassland are gathered together again and are back in the arena."
Mo Lan said with a smile.
“If you plan to do this full-time, take my advice.
Think more about your own profession. If you have any questions about spells, you can ask me.
This game has very low requirements for creative professions.
Or rather... in the background of the game, the extraordinary profession has just appeared and is still in its infancy.
Don’t you think it’s too thin to have only one profession, warrior, in the entire game?
The so-called assassins, archers, and shield warriors are just classifications of different warriors.
Even the application and improvement of spell models did not exist before me, or there was no systematic existence, otherwise I would not have been the founder of the mage."
Mo Lan's voice was not loud, but he successfully made the two of them fall into deep thought.
One looked at the bow in his hand, and the other looked at the shield in his hand.
"It's better if you are comfortable. No matter what you do, you are creating and opening up."
"Bullshit, there are thousands of you warriors, and there are countless fighting techniques and methods. You can learn or buy anything you want.
I am the only mage, and I have nothing. I haven’t even figured out a way to cultivate my mental power.
Until now, I have been relying on using up all my mental energy and overdrawing it to improve it little by little. Isn't it embarrassing?"
Mo Lan complained.
"Then you can ask others to switch to mages. With more mages, there will always be some talented ones. Then can't you just take advantage of the ready-made ones?
You are so strong anyway."
Ding Jin's words made the depressed Mo Lan suddenly enlightened, and he murmured.
"Yeah, there are few people...then why not just make them more numerous?
I was so stupid before that I didn't think of such a simple thing. The name of the mage profession alone is enough to make people change their profession, let alone other things.
Who doesn’t want to be a wizard?”
With Ding Jin's reminder, this simple method that Mo Lan subconsciously ignored was finally remembered.
It’s not that he didn’t think of this before, but he subconsciously ignored it.
Just as Mo Lan and the other two were rushing back, a group of uninvited guests came to the door of Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way."
A group of ruffians ran to the buffet in front of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and fiercely drove away the people who were eating at the buffet.
Some of the pale-faced people trembled when they saw them, and quickly got up and left. The group of people smiled smugly at this.
They pushed the person next to them who was still eating heartily. This person was also wearing sackcloth clothes. They looked down on him as a bunch of poor guys.
Myron looked at those people who left in fear, with a look of pride on his face.
"What are you eating? Why don't you get out of here?"
The man who was pushed paused and turned to look at Myron.
"Isn't this the Black Crow area? Who are you?"
"Black Crow? No, no, no, this place is now under the control of our Viper Gang. Get out of here, or you will suffer the consequences."
"Oh, that's how it is."
The man suddenly realized and stood up.
"Say it again?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, people from more than a dozen tables around him stood up, holding down the weapons beside them with one hand, fighting spirit surged, and restrained fluctuations suddenly emanated.
The younger brother next to Myron suddenly pushed Myron.
"Brother Myron, they have four professionals."
"Humph, so what if we are four professionals? We are now members of the Viper Gang."
Myron said this with pride and disdain, and the younger brother next to him almost cried when he saw this.
"But we can't beat them now."
"Oh, if you can't beat him now...wait, you can't beat him now?"
Myron rolled his eyes and turned away.
"Enjoy your meal, brothers. Today we, the Viper Gang, will treat you."
After saying that, Myron turned and walked towards the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce store.
The man behind him waved his hand when he saw this.
"Sit down and continue eating."
After saying that, he also sat down, and someone next to him glanced in the direction of Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.
"President, should we go and give them a hand?
The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce looks strong, but the Ares Guild is putting pressure on us now. If we can cooperate with the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and fight against the Ares Guild together, we can reduce the pressure a little bit.”
President Tao Ding shook his head.
"Eat first, and then go and help when the fight really starts and Jiuding is about to lose.
Don't show yourself too weak. Our Niehuo Guild is not weak. We don't beg them for cooperation, but we help them when we see injustice."
While Tao Ding was speaking, Myron led a group of people into the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce's shop, and started smashing things with weapons as soon as they entered.
"Come out, come out, the one called Zou Peng, come out quickly."
"Everyone, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Zou Peng signaled the players behind him who were about to take action to step back.
"What do you think about the events of the past few days? Tell me."
Myron picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth to chew. After swallowing it, he used a toothpick to pick the gap between his big yellow teeth.
As he spoke, three waves of fighting spirit were heard, and everyone in the store felt a slight pressure.
The players behind Zou Peng's faces suddenly changed. The indigenous waiter next to him was originally relatively calm, but when he felt the pressure, he suddenly trembled.
"Are you the noble's personal guards?"
Myron's expression froze when he heard this. He wanted to say something but didn't dare to, and spoke in a ferocious tone.
"No, but we, the Viper Gang, are still not people you can afford to mess with."
"Oh, no."
Zou Peng turned around and said to the players behind him.
"This should constitute a red name, right?"
"They smashed things. They are not the nobles' personal guards. This definitely constitutes a crime. However, we can't defeat them. They have at least three job-changers."
The player said weakly.
"It's not easy to die once at our current level. We're almost changing jobs."
Zou Peng raised his eyebrows.
"But they've already smashed the store, and you still want me to endure it?"
Zou Peng had said so much, and the man gritted his teeth and waved his hand forward.
"Brothers, go ahead and fight them. The worst that can happen is death."
As soon as he finished speaking, he led his men to rush forward. Seeing this, Myron showed a sinister smile on his face and rushed forward with a hammer in his hand.
boom!
boom!
The dark red hammer whistled and smashed a player's skull.
“Kill him!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed forward from behind Mellen. Three re-employed warriors, including Mellen, acted as the vanguard. Soon, they killed most of Jiuding's guards.
Zou Peng just stood there and watched, his face becoming extremely ugly. He watched one player after another die, resurrect, and die again. His fists were clenched and his knuckles turned slightly white.
The guards he hired in reality with his own money were completely defenseless against Myron and his men. They could only watch them die, resurrect, and float and shake the pillars.
Zou Peng is a transferred warrior, but there are three transferred warriors on Myron's side, and he is no match for them at all.
Mellen looked at the frightened Zou Peng with a sinister smile on his face.
"Why don't you just cooperate honestly? Why do you have to use force?"
However, at this time, Zou Peng, who was frightened and dazed, smiled and whispered to him.
"Look behind you...who's coming?"
When Myron subconsciously turned his head back to look, a man carrying a box was running towards Zou Peng.
The smile on Zou Peng's face remained unchanged as he took the wooden box that was handed to him.
After Myron realized that he had been tricked, he rushed towards Zou Peng in anger.
But halfway through, Zou Peng opened the wooden box, grabbed a handful of spell scrolls with both hands, and smiled at Mellen.
When Myron saw it, his eyes suddenly widened with disbelief. Then his body trembled, and he turned around in fear and ran back.
"How is it possible? How could you possibly..."
Before he finished speaking, the wind element in the store suddenly became violent, transforming into wind blades that broke through the air, as dense as a rainstorm, instantly covering Myron and the others.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The arrogant Myron and others suffered heavy casualties in an instant, and those who survived by chance fell to the ground groaning.
Tao Ding and others who were planning to come in from outside the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce were stunned.
The guards who had just been resurrected were also stunned.
At this moment, the only sounds in the store were the groans of Myron and others.
"Gurgle."
One of them swallowed, and it was the captain of the guard team, Lu Leng, who was staring at Zou Peng blankly.
"Thank you for your hard work, the spell scroll arrived a little late."
Zou Peng rubbed his wrist.
"Hmm, it turns out that little Al was right. My wrists do get a bit tired when I use a lot of spell scrolls."
After Zou Peng finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Lu Leng strangely.
"What are you waiting for? These are all experiences. Don't you want them?"
As soon as Zou Peng finished speaking, a group of people looked at each other and swarmed over.
"Come back, Lu Leng. I'll give you all of them. Change your job for me quickly."
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Lu Leng immediately ran up with a smile on his face, and Zou Peng smiled when he saw this.
The people from the Niehuo Guild outside the door widened their eyes, stunned in shock, while the president's face was full of caution, and he raised his head after pondering for a moment.
"Will your wrists really get tired from using so many spell scrolls?"
When someone nearby heard this question, a big question mark popped up in his head.
"Ababa."
