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"Yes, even worse." Mih leaned on his knees with both hands, "The kingdom will suffer for a few years, but it will still be able to produce enough materials.
But for the Principality, even selling yourself may not be enough."
Raising his eyebrows in surprise, Zhang Mu asked, "Is it so outrageous?
What treasures are placed in there?"
"Usually, humans bury this kind of thing themselves..."
After a moment of hesitation, he said, "There are basically no magic books. Even if the owner of the treasure is an idiot and really put magic books in it,
Over the past hundreds of years, the magic writing must have disappeared.
At most, there are light magic books left, but light magicians are rare, and most of them have joined the church, so there is no shortage of magic books.
Therefore, I want to collect mostly materials such as various magical beasts and plants, as well as some magic weapons, jewelry, and magic props with special effects. "
Magic props for special effects?
Zhang Mu's eyes lit up: "Will there be space magic props?"
"of course."
The answer was decisive and the tone was very certain, which confused him: "Mr. Mihe, are you so sure?"
"Where else can we put all those materials and magic props? Dig a hole in the ground and bury them?"
That’s right. He touched the back of his head and said, “That means the treasure trove itself is the most valuable treasure.”
“How could that be?” Mih shook his head, “There are two types of space magic items. One is a simple storage item that cannot hold living things.
The other thing is the world."
"world?"
“Well, space-based magic props that can accommodate humans and other creatures are collectively called worlds in the Sol Continent.
No matter which one, they can only be used for storage and are of no help in improving the strength of professionals. How can they be more valuable than piles of magic props? "
"The Forest of Silence..."
"To seal the magic circle and close it, you have to see it with your own eyes."
"But I think," he rubbed his chin, "it should be the world.
After all, this was a treasure buried by the most powerful magic family in the First Empire. It was really unfashionable for them to use ordinary space props as a treasure hiding place. "
"Thank you very much, Mr. Mihe." Zhang Mu almost jumped up and hurried to the stone stairs down the mountain. "I have something to do in Tangul City."
“Are you leaving again?
And, have you returned to your room?"
"No, what's wrong?"
"Yesterday, Leah angrily asked me why I hadn't seen you for a long time and whether I had killed you.
Can you explain it on the way?"
"it is good."
He ran into his room and picked up the little cat girl who jumped towards him with her arms open.
He rubbed his head hard first, then pecked her tender face hard: "Don't worry, no one can hurt me in Sol Continent."
"Liya knows." She happily hugged Zhang Mu's neck, twisted her head vigorously, and rubbed the big hand that was caressing her, "Brother Zhang Mu has Leah's lucky stone, he will be fine!"
"Oh, right." She raised her head, "When we were in Cass Town, did Leah's lucky stone help Brother Zhang Mu?"
After a moment of confusion, Zhang Mu finally remembered the crystal gem in his inventory.
He put the little cat girl on the ground, reached into his storage bag, took out the crystal and handed it to her: “You’ve helped me a lot.
Look, it’s been well kept.”
Leia took it with both hands, rubbed the familiar gem with her cheek for a moment with nostalgia, and then put it back into Zhang Mu's hands.
"Don't you want it?" He looked at the crystal lying in the palm of his hand and asked doubtfully.
"Liya is safe here, and Brother Zhang Mu who is going out needs it more."
He clenched his fingers into a circle, feeling the sharp edges of the crystal, and chuckled, "I'll take good care of it."
After saying that, he gave a few more instructions and turned and left.
In the empty room, Leah sat back at the wooden table, her arms folded on the tabletop with her face resting on it, her white and tender calves swaying.
Mingliang stared at the door that Zhang Mu walked through, thinking in his heart that when brother Zhang Mu came back next time, he would greet him even faster than this time.
Chapter 125: Gasoline Rat
Back at the hotel, Zhang Mu continued to ponder over weapons.
After a long time without any results, I got up and went out, wandering around the streets of London late at night.
The hotel is located in the city center, which is the most lively area in London.
Although it was almost early in the morning, citizens were still enjoying the nightlife on the wide streets.
The hum of car engines, the chatter of young girls and young men, the dim light of street lamps, and the brilliant neon lights at night all blend into a bustling street scene.
The scene made people want to relax, but it caused Zhang Mu, who was already irritable, to become a little irritable.
He turned and headed towards the suburbs.
The lights were left behind, the noise gradually faded, and the number of pedestrians on both sides of the asphalt road became sparse.
Zhang Mu felt a lot more relaxed.
As he continued to move forward, there was no one around him and he was the only one wandering alone in the streets shrouded in darkness.
"Let's go back."
There was a large forest not far ahead, and if he walked any further he would be out of the city. Zhang Mu muttered to himself, turned around and returned the same way.
After walking for a while, when passing an alley, a man with a fruit knife in his hand suddenly rushed out from inside and blocked his way.
I scanned with my mental power and found that there were two people.
The man holding the dagger was white, and his companion was black, a fucking matte black, blending perfectly into the night.
Zhang Mu was in deep thought and couldn't even see it clearly at first.
"Hey, unlucky sir, you shouldn't be here, but it's too late to regret." He waved a fruit knife, "Now, hand over your wallet and cell phone."
robbery?
Scratching his face thoughtfully, Zhang Mu suddenly felt happy. He reached out and grabbed the fruit knife he was waving and broke it directly: "Thank you."
In front of his astonished eyes, he stuffed the half-broken knife into his hand and ran all the way back to the hotel.
Using a fake identity, I booked a flight to Zhongdong early the next morning and went to bed.
At daybreak, Zhang Mu got up, washed, checked out of his room and rushed to the airport. More than ten hours later, the plane landed in Tuha.
Without wasting any time, he immediately activated the shadow technique after leaving the airport, rode a small scooter across the border and entered Syria.
There are many oil thieves in the eastern and western regions of this country.
They are fat and big. I think the harvest will be quite good if you just pick up a nest of them.
What's more, rats are something that everyone will shout and chase after wherever they go on the street, so there is no psychological burden at all when robbing them.
Zhang Mu thought of the military base, no, the big guy hiding in the rat's nest, and his mouth was almost crooked with smile, but he regretted that he pushed the accelerator to the bottom and the speed was still a little slow.
We moved forward towards our goal with determination, refueling several times along the way, and successfully arrived at our destination five days later.
Zhang Mu stopped his feet on the small pedal at the side of the sandy road. He stood beside a dilapidated village without any sound: "It really is..."
He met silently and strode into the village.
The village seemed to have been abandoned. Not a single house was intact, and all were missing walls and corners. The surviving walls were also stained with black after being brutally bullied by gun smoke.
"Gulu——"
On the right hand side, there was a ruined two-story building with only half of it left, and suddenly there was a sound of rolling stones.
Anyone else?
Walking into the living room with gravel all over the floor, he saw two children with obvious Arab features.
They were estimated to be only five years old, but judging by their skinny bodies, their actual age might be older.
At this moment, they hugged each other and looked at themselves with fear in their eyes.
The village is located on the edge of the desert, and the nearest town is fifty kilometers away.
I just took a rough walk around, and I didn't know whether the adults in the village were dead or had escaped, but I didn't see a single one.
How did the two children survive?
Zhang Mu moved closer, put his hands behind his back for a few seconds, then took them in front of him and placed two bottles of water and two packs of meat floss bread on the ground.
Because of the language barrier, he did not open his mouth to try to communicate, but just pushed the water and bread towards them.
Realizing that the man in front of them had no intention of hurting them, the older child tentatively reached out his hand to press on the bag.
He stared at Zhang Mu with his black eyes, and when he saw him smile, he bravely grabbed the food, tore open the bag and gobbled it up with his companions.
Zhang Mu was distracted, thinking about finding the rat's nest.
He had looked up some information before coming here, and only knew that there was a rat nest in the desert outside the village, but the exact location was obviously top secret.
Even if it is not so confidential, you certainly can't just search it on the Internet and find it.
I wanted to ask some locals, but after a long while I came across this one village, which was abandoned.
Tsk, trouble...
"Thank you, sir, for your generosity."
kindness?
Subconsciously looking at the older child who was speaking, Zhang Mu asked in surprise: "You know English?"
"Yes sir, my father and mother are both teachers in the village."