Astral Apostle

   Chapter 40 Planning

   Seeing that Root did not speak, the goatee repeated his remarks to Zhou Jing, tremblingly said:

"...I didn't tell the beast hunter the real situation, and let him believe that it was just a matter of reselling the stock of medicines, thinking that it was just a matter of money, and took it all on me. I used this reason to bet that he would take me Bring it to you, so I can come back alive now to inform you of the situation."

   "You're slow to react."

  Root was noncommittal.

  Goatee hurriedly said: "It's all preconceived, with good reasons... I've stabilized that hunter."

   Hearing this, Root snorted coldly: "You still want to take credit with me? You have already made a mistake when you are caught."

   "Don't dare." The goatee hurriedly lowered his head.

Root said solemnly: "Not only did you get caught, but you also interfered in the hunter's potion business without my knowledge... I said, don't use the hunter's potion, it seems that you are bold enough to make a profit behind my back. Others Did the blood relatives of the tribe who were placed out also do it?"

   "I-I don't know." The goatee shivered.

  Root slapped his face and shouted:

   "Don't forget, why did the tribe and I ask you to do this kind of thing? You really have the idea of ​​making money, but your mind is unclear? Did you deduct the materials that you secretly bring back to the tribe every year?"

"No! I don't have it! I don't dare!" Goatee defended in horror: "I have no shortage of supplies that should be handed over to the tribe. I just replaced a little of the inventory of hunter potions in the pharmacy, and I didn't dare to move the rest! "

   "Better so."

  Root squinted at the goatee.

   He straightened up, paced the dungeon, and said slowly:

   "Speaking of which, the hunter named Jason, I checked the details, and he suddenly appeared around Frostwood Village half a year ago. There was no record before, it was very mysterious and suspicious... But it was he who discovered your actions."

   "What do you mean?" The goatee was shocked.

  Root frowned: "This person's origin is unknown, very much like the secret post of the empire. If the empire noticed something and sent someone to investigate, it would be bad."

The    Empire has staff to supervise and audit accounts in various cities, and even if it can be bought, it is still a handle.

   Let the "gloves" of the goatee do things, even if they are found out, they can be disguised as personal actions, and it has nothing to do with the lord and Baiyuan City itself.

   After a layer, it was not so easy to find him.

   Root closed his eyes slightly, all kinds of thoughts flowing in his mind.

Although the    lord can monopolize many things and has a high degree of autonomy, the Terra Empire always wants to control it.

  The empire has more than one city, and it is too much on the bright side. Others can change cities, so many things can only be done in private.

   For example, the cooperative pharmacist of a pharmacy, a lord of his only collects taxes, and does not count as his stuff if he enters the inventory. The cooperative pharmacist must guarantee the obvious income, otherwise they will not come, so he has to use the insider operation of replacing the inventory.

   But the hunter potion is not among them. Hunters are an important force to protect the town. Root does not want the hunter potion to go wrong. He also expects more hunters who are filled with honor to be willing to sacrifice themselves.

   But the person below secretly stretched out his hand, and with more selfishness, he couldn't find it immediately.

   The pharmacy is just the tip of the iceberg. Blacksmiths, armor workshops, grain stores and other facilities all have inside stories of different situations.

   As a lord, he controls the tax collection power of the city, of course not for money, he is not short of money.

   is both the lord of Baiyuan City and the current clan chief. The dual identity brings the consideration of light and dark interests.

The goal of    is to transport all kinds of materials for the tribe, hoard it, and accumulate the power of the tribe.

   And the price of inferior goods will be borne by urban residents and passers-by. Anyway, the quality is only a little worse, and no one will die.

   Baiyuan City used to be a tribal settlement, and was later converted into a city to accommodate foreign residents, but the tribe members quietly moved out and established secret settlements in new places.

   So the town dweller is only a profit-producing productivity to him.

   Baiyuan Castle is business.

The    tribe is the foundation.

  For the historical reasons of White Plains City, the Terra Empire still let the tribe lead the city and let the tribe serve as the lord... Because the tribe exists, the position of the lord is his.

   But it's still not safe, what if the Empire one day withdraws its appointments, like some new cities, assigning Imperial officials to airborne lords? To listen or not to listen then?

   It was his plan to use the town to feed the tribe back.

The   Tera Empire has been building new cities and migrating people. There is no historical reason for the new cities, so the lords can be airborne without hindrance, so a batch of "new aristocrats" who created new surnames were created to compete with their tribal blood relatives.

  So Root can see that the Terra Empire wants to consolidate the kingship and disintegrate the deep-rooted power of the tribe step by step... In fact, since the establishment of the empire, this process has been promoted.

   The living environment maintained by tribes allows groups of people to live in groups, constantly integrate, annex, and accept outsiders, so that people in the world can recognize themselves as members of the tribe. The living environment maintained by the empire also allows people to identify themselves as citizens of the empire.

  The change of living environment and identity has brought about the shaking of the foundation of the tribe.

   For the foreseeable future, as the trend develops, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable for the clan.

   Times are changing, what should we do at that time?

   Someone once said these words to him, gave him an outlook, and invited him to participate in a very wide-ranging plan...

  Root agreed.

Everything    is doing now is largely based on this plan.

   Accumulate strength and wait for the day when that person will raise his arms.

   All kinds of thoughts flashed, but Root's face did not show, and he said slowly:

   "Besides this hunter named Jason, only that Balon knows?"

   "Yes, I only talked to the two of them...but I don't know if they told anyone."

   "Although your reasons deceived them, they have noticed the situation in the pharmacy, and we will be **** in the future...especially Jason, who is suspected of being an imperial secret post."

   Root's tone paused, and said solemnly:

   "You meddle in the hunter potion issue. I'll deal with you later. I'll think about how to deal with the current problem first."

   After saying that, he turned his head and glanced at Gama.

  Jama leaned against the corner, shivering and looking desperate.

  From the beginning, he wanted to shout, "Don't talk about it, I don't want to hear it"!

   Knowing so much, can you still have a life?

   However, the two did not shy away from him, and they were obviously ready to silence him.

   "Don't, don't kill me, I didn't hear anything, I..."

   Before Garma could finish speaking, Root gestured behind him.

  咻!

   A pebble blasted through the air, piercing Gamar's forehead.

   A blood hole appeared, Jiama's eyes widened, she fell to the ground, and died of breathlessness.

In the shadow of the    dungeon, the inch-headed man walked out slowly, rubbed his fingers, and wiped off the lime shards on it.

   Just when he shot a stone with his fingers, he killed Jiama.

  Root glanced at him and couldn't help but say: "How on earth did you do this? I asked the other guards to bounce stones like you, and the stones shattered in one fell swoop."

   "Power-generating skills." The inch-headed man was expressionless and didn't want to say more.

   Root shook his head, without entanglement, he quickly found the jailer who was asked to avoid, and dealt with the affairs here, he left the dungeon and returned to the longhouse.

   As soon as we entered the door, there was an attendant reporting.

   "Lord Lord, Captain Maggi is looking for you. He seems to be slightly injured."

   "Oh? I'll take a look."

  Root went all the way to the reception room, where Magogie was already waiting, bandaged around his neck.

   "What happened to you?" Root was surprised.

   Maggi stood up suddenly and said indignantly: "Lord Lord, you hired me before and said that I was also qualified to use the hunter workshop, but an alien hunter just stole my things and cut me..."

   He cracked an explanation, and Root understood.

   It turned out that this person came to complain and actually had a conflict with Jason.

   Root's eyes narrowed suddenly, he thought about it, looked at the indignant Maggi, and said:

"This matter is indeed a bit domineering, and my promise to you is still valid... Well, you bring my other guards, and after Jason leaves the city, you can find a place where no one is there to stop him and ask you to get the medicine back."

   Maggi was startled, then overjoyed.

   He just came to complain, and he didn't dare to expect the lord to do anything to the group of domineering alien hunters, but he didn't expect Root to support him.

  Good luck, the lord is out of his mind today!

   Or did the lord feel his authority was offended?

   Maggi fantasized.

   At this moment, Root touched his chin and said again: "By the way, invite him back too, I want to talk to him in person."

   "Why please come back?" Maggi asked.

   "You measure yourself, don't kill him, just teach him a lesson. By the way, remember to avoid the eyes and ears of other hunters and bring Jason to me."

   "Okay! Then I'm going to convene people."

  Maggi left excitedly.

   Seeing this, Root's eyes flashed.

   He was still thinking about how to deal with Zhou Jing, the insider. If he let his guards go, it would be hard to find a reason. The lord could not explain the motive for the alien hunter, which would easily make other hunters angry.

   was thinking about creating a reason, but Maggi came to the door... Well, the reason for the personal revenge behavior was all at once.

  Root intends to take "Jason" back to interrogate the origin, see if it is the secret post of the Empire, and then think about the silence.

   However, this group of people may not be able to hold their hands. Maybe they will hit a real fire and kill "Jason" on the spot.

   In short, his final statement was that this was Magogee's personal revenge, false orders to mobilize the guards privately, not his own intentions, and the execution of this person was used to quell the hunter's anger.

  Although it is a pity to lose a different blood guard, but this guy who talks about "I am the lord's guard" everywhere and makes trouble for himself, kill him.

   Anyway, as long as there is an alien blood potion, new alien blood warriors can always be born.

   And another insider, Baron, Root is not going to let it go.

  Although Baron seems to believe the reasons made up by his subordinates, since he knows about the pharmacy, maybe it will be spread everywhere. The more people pay attention, the greater the risk.

As for Frostwood Village, where the incident occurred, it has to be discussed in the long run. As long as Baron doesn't leak, it doesn't matter. Root is not willing to damage the village under his control. This is all labor... But this Jiama is the village's witch doctor. Now It's gone, Baron should have to explain it, it's very troublesome.

   If you want to do it, it is impossible to send troops, and the soldiers are untrustworthy. It is best to find a way to let the aliens do the work...

   Root went through plans one after another.

  …

   After Zhou Jing left the workshop, he went straight to the Hunter Tavern, where he found Wes as expected.

   At this time, there were many hunters in the tavern. Seeing Zhou Jing pushing the door in, they all raised their glasses to say hello.

   "Yo, here comes Jason."

   "One day let's go hunting together."

   "Why didn't you see Baron, did you come out to have fun?"

   Zhou Jing responded to the crowd with a smile, then came to sit opposite Weiss.

   "You're here so soon?"

  Weiss opened his mouth with a smile, took a sip of wine, took out a money bag, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Zhou Jing.

   "This is the money that the prey sold last time, you and Baron's share."

   Zhou Jing opened the purse and counted it. There were only one hundred and fifty silver coins in it.

   "A little bit."

   "There are only three low-risk beasts, how much can the price be?" Weiss rolled his eyes.

   Zhou Jing did the math, and now he is carrying a huge sum of 1,400 silver coins.

   The bulging purse let Ross carry it on his back, looking like a thief who had successfully slipped the door and picked the lock.

  Weiss also noticed, and snorted: "Are you making a fortune? Where did you get so much money?"

   "Just a windfall."

   Zhou Jing shook his head.

   Seeing this, Weiss didn't ask any further questions.

   Chatted with Wes and other hunters in the tavern for a while, and then looked at the recent reports on the whereabouts of alien beasts, and then Zhou Jing left with Ross.

   There is not much time to put in, he plans to quickly bring the money back to Frostwood Village, and then use the Feng Xiaohu Potion he just got to see if he can complete the second enhancement.

  Although it was only three months after the last training session, with the help of the accelerated practice, the results of my physical training were the same as those of ordinary people who practiced for several years.

   Saying goodbye to Wes and other hunters, Zhou Jing did not delay, and immediately left the city and set foot on the road back to Shuangmu Village.

  …

  The road gradually narrowed from wide to narrow, and gradually became a dirt road.

   Just as he was passing through a forest on the road, Zhou Jing suddenly stopped and noticed the hidden movement in the surrounding forest.

"Who?"

   Zhou Jing glanced around.

The voice of    fell, and seven figures turned out from behind the trees in all directions.

   He recognized it at a glance. Most of these seven people were familiar and seemed to be Root's personal guards.

   And the first person was Magogee, with a face full of bad intentions.

   "Tsk."

   Zhou Jing smacked his lips, and lightly pressed the handle of the knife with both hands.

   (end of this chapter)