The first large-scale war was a great experience for the players, from head to toe. They almost all experienced the feeling of fighting on the sea with the enemy on a boat for the first time. It was really immersive and exciting. Of course, the players who were left behind were extremely depressed. It was obvious that such regional large-scale wars were rare, but they were rejected because of their lack of strength, which was really heartbreaking. So, in order to prevent this from happening again, many new players began to work hard, concentrate on leveling up, and attack dungeons, striving to have the corresponding strength before the next large-scale war... The war contribution obtained in this war could not be traded, and the number was not large. Most players chose to save it, and only a small number of players exchanged it for supplies. As the saying goes, war is a money-burning business. This sentence also applies to Rogge. As soon as the war started, due to the use of the power of the spirit candle at all costs, his wax oil was consumed rapidly. Among them, there were some players who died without wax oil in their pockets. He also helped to revive them. With the war contribution and rewards given at the end, you can imagine how much it cost.
He only had tens of thousands of wax oil left now. But of course it was worth it. It was impossible to run away without firing a shot just to save wax oil, right? Candle Fire Island returned to its former tranquility... Of course, only two days had passed. Because Leti quickly found the storyteller who was setting up a stall in the Shadow Cave. "Oh, oh, oh~" "You're still alive... Congratulations, smart candle spirit." Leti walked over with a smile, his tone was obscene, but it was not difficult to see that he was quite happy. He didn't show up in the past two days. He should have gone to cheat somewhere. Now he suddenly came back, probably because he heard the result of the war between Candle Fire Island and the Firewood Taker. His words made the storyteller speechless. But he also understood what Leti was thinking, so he asked directly. "Would you like me to help you contact the candle keeper?" "That would be the best, clever little candle spirit." Leti's smile became even brighter. The storyteller shook his head helplessly and said nothing more about Leti's nonsense. He quickly got up and went back to inform Rogge. Not long after, Rogge and Leti met at the entrance of the temple ruins in the Gales Depression. To the candlelight controller in front of him, Leti quickly changed his face and smiled brightly and enthusiastically. "Please allow me to offer my sincere congratulations on your great victory, candlelight controller, this is the embodiment of your wisdom and power." Leti saluted respectfully. Rogge didn't feel anything about this guy's rainbow fart, and he also understood why Leti came. So, he nodded slightly, and then said calmly: "Stop talking nonsense, are you ready for the contact point?"
He had made a deal with Leti before, and the content of the deal was naturally that both parties would build a contact point for contact, but Leti showed sincerity and let Candle Firewood Island know some information in advance. This was a risky investment by Leti, and the content of the investment was naturally to bet that Zhuxin Island would not be destroyed by the attack of the firewood snatcher. So now, it is time for Zhuxin Island to fulfill its promise. "Of course." Seeing that Rogge had no intention of breaking his promise, Leti laughed even happier, then apologized to Rogge and fiddled with the badge for a while. A moment later, a beautiful but slightly cold and sinister woman walked out of the vortex portal, took off her hood, and revealed her single eye covered by an eye mask. She glanced at Rogge, but did not mean to say hello, and then retracted her gaze. Rogge did not feel anything. But Leti was a little embarrassed and signaled to the other party with his eyes. But after the woman glanced at him, she ignored him and remained standing there. Leti's mouth twitched, wiped the sweat off his face, and then smiled at Rogge. "I'm very sorry, the master of the candlelight, my colleague, her name is Lottie... She doesn't like to talk much, but you don't have to worry too much, she and I also take turns here, haha..." Leti could only smile awkwardly. Rogge didn't care about it. The contact point of the Shadow of Fooling was not that important. It didn't matter who came. "With this token, you can enter the area controlled by the candlelight. You can find a suitable place to establish a contact point first." "However, it will take some time to open the contact point. I will notify you with the token when the time comes." After handing a delicate candlelight lamp to Leti, Rogge said lightly. This thing was naturally imitated by him, and it was not difficult. However, the area open to them was only the Jinghai Islands that had been anchored, and they could not leave. There was no building on it, and only players would go in and hang out. Leti only opened a shadow cave to the Candle Firewood Island, so Rogge naturally couldn't open the door to it. Of course, he had to "reciprocate". After taking the candle from Rogge, Leti smiled and complimented Rogge again. Rogge didn't have time to listen to his nonsense and left directly. After he left, Leti looked at the woman next to him helplessly. "I said, didn't we agree to be polite to him? Why did you go back on your word? Maybe this can..." In response to Leti's questioning, Loti just glanced at him lightly and interrupted him before he finished speaking. "I'm already very polite." After saying that, she lowered her hood and stepped into the portal without looking back. Seeing her attitude, Leti was depressed and seemed to have become accustomed to it. After a while, he could only sigh helplessly and turned around to leave. …
Shadow cave. After notifying the candlekeeper, the storyteller returned to the Shadow Cave again. He did not sit in front of his stall, but chatted in front of a stall owner who looked very ugly with hard horny bodies. This stall owner, who is covered in dark brown horny skin, is called "Jia Ma" and is one of the few stall owners in the Shadow Cave who can communicate with the storyteller. His attitude is obviously not as cold and hostile as other stall owners. Although he is wary of storytellers, he can at least talk. After noticing this, the storyteller bought some interesting things from his stall and chatted with him for several days, and then he was able to talk to him a little bit. However, what is a bit troublesome is that Jiama seems not very good at communication. This is not caused by vigilance, but rather caused by rarely talking to people since childhood. "...Only you can catch the red beetles in that lake, so Leti brought you to the Shadow Cave. Is that what you mean?" The storyteller racked his brains and tried his best to connect Jiama's words, and finally summed up this sentence and asked tentatively. "He wanted... commissions, and all that, so... I'm here." Jiama's burly body moved and picked up a few crystal red beetles from the stall, his voice was low and jerky. These red beetles in his hand are good things. They are called [Transformed Red Beetles]. They are also the unique and most expensive items at the Jiama stall. The storyteller naturally purchased it with funds and brought it back to Zhuxin Island for appraisal and information review. And this [Metabolized Red Beetle] has a very magical effect, which is to make dead things give birth to the fire of life. For example, if you pile a sandman on the beach and then put a transformed red beetle inside, it is possible for the sandman to transform from a dead object into a living creature with the fire of life and move freely. Of course, the storyteller tried, the probability is very small, but it is possible. It was precisely because Jiama was able to collect the red beetles at the bottom of the lake that Leti brought them to the Shadow Cave for trading. "Leti still want to charge you a commission? How much?" The storyteller was a little surprised. "Half." Jiama responded. "..." The storyteller knew that Leti had a dark heart, but he didn't expect this guy to be so dark. According to his observation, except for Jiama, no stall owner should pay commission to Leti, and it is still half as much. Just catch honest people and bully them, right? The storyteller mentally spat at Leti. However, although he despised Leti's behavior, he had no intention of meddling in other people's business. After all, Jiama was brought here by Leti. If he wasn't given a commission, Jiama would probably not even be able to enter the Shadow Cave. And Jiama himself doesn't seem to care about this matter. He seems to like staying in the Shadow Cave.
Other stall owners appear from time to time, but Jiama stays here for a long time. Just when he was about to continue asking something, there was suddenly new movement at the exit of the Shadow Cave, which attracted the storyteller's attention. "Jiama, let's talk next time." The storyteller was about to go up and take a look, so he smiled and patted Jiama on the shoulder. Seeing the storyteller leave, Jiama raised his head and glanced at his back, then silently lowered the cloak on his shoulders, covering the hard and ugly horny shell on his shoulders... … "Haha...relax young man, this is a place controlled by the Shadow of Fooling. No one can harm you without Lord Leti's permission." “The stall owners here are friendly guys, they are very helpful and enthusiastic.” "You can buy anything you want here... as long as you pay enough." Leti smiled and said to the person next to him. Listen to Leti's words. The warrior next to him who was wearing light armor and had some scales on the edge of his face nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled kindly at Leti. "Thank you, Mr. Leti." "You're welcome." Leti raised the corner of his mouth, then coughed lightly and said, "Every time you enter here, you only need to pay a small entrance fee..." Hearing this, the soldier didn't think there was any problem, so he nodded and prepared to pay. At this time, the storyteller's voice came over. "Hey, Mr. Leti, when did the new admission fee rules come into effect? Do I need to pay it again?" The storyteller walked over with a smile and joked. When Leti heard this, his expression suddenly darkened, but when he saw that the person coming was the storyteller, he frowned, took a breath, and snorted coldly. "It's his business to confiscate your admission fee. It's my business to collect it. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, Candlelight Spirit." Leti N said with an unkind expression. The storyteller was stunned when he heard this, and then realized that this was not Leti No. 2, but another Leti, and he was immediately speechless. In fact, he just planned to choke the other person, but he didn't expect that this leti was not Pileti. Even if they all look the same and speak the same way, how can anyone tell them apart? After hearing the conversation between the storyteller and Leti, the warrior immediately understood the former's good intentions, but he had no intention of not paying it, so he asked Leti how much the admission fee was. Seeing him being so polite, Leti changed his face again and offered a small price for a small piece of slag spiritual material with a smile. The warrior obviously has no spiritual material, so he can only exchange it for other things. Of course, the result was that Leti made a fortune unwillingly and glared at the storyteller before leaving.
‘The production team must have just used the same model just to be lazy. ’ Seeing Leti leave, the storyteller thought angrily. "Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency." After Leti left, the warrior smiled kindly at the storyteller and saluted to express his gratitude. After hearing his words, the storyteller came back to his senses, looked at the warrior in front of him carefully, and then asked. "You...are Salaryman Ryan, right?" Hearing his words, the soldier was stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and then frowned slightly. "You are...I'm sorry, I really can't remember where I've seen you." He said slightly apologetically. "Of course you haven't seen me." The storyteller smiled after hearing this, and then directly reminded: "Two of my friends have seen you in the tavern in the coastal town of Legega, do you remember?" Storytellers who are deeply involved in the plot of the game remember this first-time salary collector NPC clearly. "you……" After hearing what the storyteller said, Ryan was a little shocked, and then he spoke in surprise. "Are you a friend of those two brave men? Are you also a salary collector?" Ryan was very excited. I thought I would never hear about the Salary Pickers again, but I never thought that I would meet them again in the Shadow Cave. However, it seems that he is still in a stage of lack of information and has not yet entered the so-called "Fire Temple". "No, I am the spirit of candlelight, and so are the two friends who saved you." The storyteller shook his head, not lying to him, Then, he looked around and motioned for Ryan to follow him. After arriving at the stall, the storyteller began to use his traditional skills, chatting with Ryan while asking for information about him and the salary collector. Ryan was already grateful to the two brave men who had saved him. Now that he met their friends, he naturally felt more cordial and would not resist communication like other stall owners. The storyteller asked, and he answered. As a result, his situation was soon known to the storyteller. Similar to what the players discussed with each other, before finding the Fire Temple, the Salary Pickers were truly lonely ghosts, extremely lonely existences. So does Ryan. However, compared with other salary earners, Ryan seems to have some differences. This difference lies in his "awakening place"...
Asking for a monthly ticket!