"Phew... it's finally over."
When Samael handed the last batch of goods to the last king, he plumped down onto the sofa specially prepared for him by the Twin Ring King.
Rather, because he was a professor and there were massive benefits involved, the place Professor Samael was currently at was a 'luxurious tent' hastily cobbled together by the kings.
The reason it's said to be hastily cobbled together was because from the tent to the interior decorations inside, down to the stove, charcoal and the like, they were all pieced together by the kings contributing one or two items each.
So the entire interior of the tent looked truly gorgeous item by item.
But combined together, the style beca a ssy style akin to street graffiti.
In short, it ant it was very ssy, and even after so items were placed together, their styles would clash with each other.
"Just like the relationship between those kings ah..."
Sitting on the sofa, the professor looked at the items inside the tent and let out a sigh.
Although these things were given to him, he didn't have the slightest thought of taking them back.
Later, he'd find so ti and send them to that rchant Shang Chuan.
At the very least, these things should still be very valuable, after all, they were things that could enter the discerning eyes of kings.
After resting for a while, chatting with group mbers for a while, and eating a bowl of Gu Xiaobei's specially made demon-bull at noodles, Samael then walked out of the tent.
It was getting late now, precisely a good opportunity to look for black market rchants.
After all, these guys were originally existences who showed their tails but hid their heads, so it was fundantally impossible to see them during the day.
Only at night, when the moon is dark and the wind is high and it's hard to see clearly, would these guys co out to set up stalls.
Commonly known as the 'night market'.
Regarding these matters, Samael, who had long heard about them from Shang Chuan, naturally had it firmly in his grasp.
That's why he chose to go out at this kind of ti.
Outside the Adventurer City of the entire Twin Ring Hills was a massive military camp composed of countless tents.
However, although it was called a military camp, it was also divided into several types.
For example, the soldiers brought by the kings. Many of those people were actually soldiers when they were on Blue Star, so they had a degree of organization.
And among these, there was one type that was extrely special.
That was the rcenaries composed of individual adventurers or adventurer squads.
Let alone organization and discipline, for these rcenaries not to start fighting in the military camp could already be considered them having good tempers.
Due to just obtaining those engraving machines today, the entire military camp was lined up in long queues.
It's just that these queues didn't include those adventurers.
After all, the kings paid the money, so naturally they had to arm their own people first.
"Have you heard? Those long queues seem to be doing so class test."
"It's been so long already, and you've just reacted? Furthermore, that's not called a class test, but Class Empowernt."
"Class Empowernt? What does that an?"
"To put it simply, it's the class change system in gas. After changing classes, not only can you gain attribute enhancents like Evolvers, but you can also get related class bonuses, it's just that there's no racial talent."
"No talent ah. But thinking about it, this kind of class change is nothing more than making one's profession more certain, it really has nothing to do with race."
"Right, humans are still humans, at least they won't beco inhuman like those Demon Hunters next door."
"No, actually the Demon Hunters are probably also helpless right. After all, who doesn't want to enhance their strength? If there really was a chance to be a Demon Hunter, no matter what quasi-Evolver, there would always be people who would do it right."
"That's true. After all, it's an enhancent, it's always better than being an Earthling in another world for a lifeti."
As everyone knows, the apex of intelligent beings on the entire Karim Continent now is the Evolvers, and the apex of Evolvers is the Witch Race.
And at the bottom of intelligent beings are the transmigrators.
Although everyone started from the sa starting point as transmigrators, after a few years, it was already a world of difference.
Especially those transmigrators who originally might have had a chance to beco Evolvers, whenever they thought about it, they would beat their chests and stamp their feet, feeling endless regret.
No matter what, it was an existence at the top of the food chain. Not occupying this ecological niche naturally made them unwilling.
However, there were also open-minded people who used rhetoric like 'transmigrators are the cornerstone and beginning of everything' to comfort themselves.
But there was nothing wrong with what they said either.
After all, whether it's Evolvers, quasi-Evolvers, Mutants, Fusioners like Demon Hunters, or the currently appearing Class Holders, they all transitioned from transmigrators.
"Speaking of Demon Hunters, I was just wondering what exactly these guys want to do. If they just wanted to establish a country, then having occupied such a large territory, it should have been suitable long ago right."
"What's so strange about this, who isn't greedy? I'm actually more interested in why they want to exterminate so people. After all, since they can turn hundreds of millions of people from transmigrators to Demon Hunters in a short ti, they definitely don't care about that bit of Evolution Items right."
"Now that you ntion it, it really is so ah. I saw quite a few people fleeing from those northwestern regions before."
"I actually know about this. They said sothing about the existence of Fusion Barriers, so these people weren't pure-blooded and needed to be killed off or sothing."
"Fusion Barrier?"
Soone looked in confusion at the person who spoke the intelligence.
"Don't look at ah, I also heard it from the people who fled over. Anyway, it's just that they are different, so they need to be killed."
"Hehe, Fusion Barrier ah. It can't possibly be that their blood types are different right."
"Don't say it, you really don't say it, this kind of possibility isn't non-existent."
"Hahaha, if you put it that way, then it would be hilarious."
"Who says it isn't, hahahaha."
Probably because that blood type speculation hit everyone's funny bone, the original discussion gradually beca less heavy than just now.
Even the questions they originally wanted to ask, such as 'why is there no share for ', 'I also want to beco stronger', 'I also want to change classes', were all left unsettled because of this laughter.
After all, for adventurers, these questions were ones that didn't need to be spoken out loud, and didn't need anyone to give them answers to.
It's good to just know.
As long as the thing exists, it's fine.
As long as the thing exists, then sooner or later there will be a day when they can also enjoy it, it's just a matter of ti.
However, since those kings' soldiers had already started changing classes, then after the battle begins, they just needed to slack off and preserve their lives.
After all, when the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. They just needed to live well, live until they could change classes, and that would be enough.
This was the survival rule of the adventurers of the Karim Continent.
Surviving was forever placed first.
Because taking quests, doing quests, and getting rewards were also for the sake of surviving.
So the primary and secondary must be distinguished clearly.
Just like making money is for enjoynt, but as a result of making money, one ends up riddled with injuries and illnesses.
No matter how you look at it, this is a matter where the loss outweighs the gain.
"Everyone is chatting very happily ah."
Just when everyone was laughing heartily, a person wearing a black hooded cloak whose face couldn't be seen clearly approached.
"Black market rchant?"
Seeing the newcor's attire, the head of this group of adventurers couldn't help but frown.
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