Steel steam and flame

There are mostly convoys of merchants on the road, and occasionally you can see the unobtrusive shadow of mercenaries.

David's house is in the outer suburbs of Green City, still some distance away from the real bustling center. At that time, he also thought that there were no disturbances around him and the environment was quiet. And it is this quietness that makes this place the best shelter now.

The next task was no longer something David could help with. Now he just needs to go about his business with peace of mind in the city, establish himself as soon as possible, and then provide some necessary help to Cassia and the others in a bright place.

Dangerous things have to be done by Cassia and the others in the end. Both of them still have the softest part in their hearts. It is this feeling that makes them not allow themselves to become a devil who does not care about the lives of others. They all have a good impression of a fat uncle like David, and he also has two lovely and lovable daughters.

This trip has been planned for a long time. Cassia will go there, pretending to be the steward of a noble businessman, and go to Gerun City to find those guys who are willing to provide information for money.

The purpose of dressing up is to reveal one's identity in advance so as not to be targeted by others with the same purpose. There are too many new faces in Gerun Oasis. If you reveal your cards early, you may be eliminated early.

The cobweb-shaped roads made transportation very convenient, and the gravure-printed map was memorized in Cassia's mind due to his significantly improved memory after surgery.

Although the progress of the task has always been vague, when everything is as clear as yesterday, it will make people unable to start. Like a detailed map, sometimes it is too detailed to be useful.

Cassia was glad in his heart that neither of the two people around him were in this category. This kind of playing with puzzles in the fog allowed him to learn more.

The place he was going to was the port area on the edge of Gerun City, where huge monsters manufactured by the Imperial Steam Factory were parked. It is also a good place for countless poor people to seek opportunities and food.

On the other side of the Gerun Oasis, in the simple house, the windows were sealed tightly with thick black cloth, and the gas lights above their heads made a "squeaking" sound. Gustin and his party were also discussing their actions.

Gustin and the others had bad luck, really bad luck. Not a single supply station on the established route is still standing on the yellow sand. Sandwolves regard them as their formidable enemies. The sun is against them, and the quicksand is following their footsteps. From the beginning to the end, they are like a pair until death. Undying lovers usually stick to them and never intend to leave.

The original eight people heading to the desert became five people gathered around a round table, with the same intaglio map placed in the middle.

"Okay, let's start discussing the mission." Gustin's words were filled with deep frustration and exhaustion. A trip to the desert that was supposed to be smooth changed his appearance completely from the inside out.

"First of all," Gustin said, looking around at the four people who also looked tired, "we no longer have the most basic ammunition."

The remaining four people sighed, all their bullets were consumed by the sand wolf. Finally, they walked out of the desert and reached the oasis. They fought hand-to-hand with swords and daggers in their hands. Each of them had more or less scars on their bodies.

"Besides, the cost of the medicine has not yet been settled." This was Kristens's voice, rough and dull. His strong body was wrapped with yellow gauze, which was the wound left by the sand wolf on his body that had begun to fester. trace.

The sand wolf's claws and teeth are poisonous, which no one expected. The surgeons in the early stages of the first stage are not omniscient and omnipotent monsters. They can draw their guns and blow off the enemy's heads without hesitation. But this is looking in the mirror, and the opposite result is the same. Their heads will not turn into steel in the end, and bullets will only turn into fragments flying in the air.

Moreover, ordinary bullets can penetrate a few millimeters of steel plate.

The five of them were silent for a while, and finally only Gustin spoke.

"I also went to the Golden Bank today. Our accounts have been completely frozen since the day of the mission, whether it was the previous private account or the current one given by the military school. We cannot withdraw a single point from it. money."

"What a sad news." Crichens was not controlled by the pain, and now he was in an optimistic mood and joked, "It seems that the family hopes that we can rely on our own skills to practice in the mission."

"What about the other teams?"

This is an issue that concerns everyone. None of their schedules were very good, and now they feel like they want to seek comfort.

"The current news is zero." Gustin was a little regretful. "You also know the current situation. There is almost no possibility of contact through secret codes. We need to find other methods. But the current problem is our supplies."

He glanced at the four people at the round table again, and changed his tone: "I think we may have to use a rougher way to complete the task. Now the first thing, we have to 'borrow' something from the local snake here. .”

The eyes of the four of them shone together. Things that could be solved with fists were of course the most popular among them.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Cassia had already found the person he needed before he even entered the port. The fat man in front of him, whose face had grown fat to the point of being swollen, didn't look like a guy who was eating this meal. Instead, he looked a bit like a dead fat man who came out of nowhere to swindle him into drinking.

He picked up the glass full of ale in front of him and drank it in one gulp, and then he didn't forget to ask the idle bartender at the counter for another glass.

"Let me tell you, young steward brother, I know all the errands and running news in this area, and I am just like you, barely considered their steward. You see, my fat body is not suitable for running around, isn't it? My eyes have long been weighed down by the fat all over my body." He introduced himself as Feston and burped. The smell of alcohol immediately filled the air, but Cassia was also indifferent, just waiting for him quietly. Next words.

Feston felt a little embarrassed. He only drank half of the wine the bartender brought and put it aside. Then he wiped his sweaty face and said, "I used to run errands. I can come to the port because you are like this." People dressed like this are usually our targets.”

"No, no, customer!" Feston realized that he had slipped his words, so he quickly smiled and smiled.

Cassia shook her head, saying that she didn't need to care about these things and let him continue.

"Everyone in the port wants to do these jobs. After all, it's easy and the money is much better than coolies. And we ourselves get together for the same job. After all, there are at least a dozen people involved in each job. And because of my body shape, I quit. Now I am doing the same job as the girls outside the pub attracting customers. "

"You are also divided into different groups for these jobs?"

"Of course, the money comes quickly and easily. As long as you have good eyes, fast legs and feet, and know how to hide yourself like a mouse in the ditch, everyone will want to come and take a bite of this meal. Especially in recent times." Faith Dun's little eyes gleamed.

"Are you testing me?" Cassia's face covered in white foundation smiled, as stiff as a frozen corpse.

"No, no." Feston was sweating from behind and didn't dare to say anything more. "Let's talk about business. Business is important. Brother Steward, your time is more valuable than mine."

"Let me first introduce to you our business scope." Feston suddenly became very presentable.

It was approaching dusk, and while Feston had drank seven glasses of ale in a row without even going to the toilet, everything had been negotiated by the two of them.

Cassia paid a quarter of the deposit, separated from Feston in the simple bar, and agreed to meet again here five days later to exchange what they each needed.

When he thought that things were going to be that simple, and walked back to his steam locomotive with special steps, there were already several smiling people waiting for him.

Thank you for the reward from Everlasting Destiny