Anroser City, east of.

The scorching sun burns the Gobi land, steaming with boiling heat waves, and the sight is twisted.

There was no cloud or wind in the sky.

A slender camel caravan, in an orderly formation, struggling along the sand dunes.

"Mr. Yarman, I can't understand what the Chamber of Commerce has invested so much money to do in the desert. Birds do not shit here." A guard rode on a camel, licking his cracked lips and complained softly.

Players' trading line sounds strange.

But no one doubts the benefits it brings every day.

The second place in the country is also to save face for the royal family to manipulate the Lidona Chamber of Commerce. Otherwise, in terms of revenue, the Bei'an City Chamber of Commerce in the Kingdom of Sessions will be ranked first.

These guards around Yarman were also treated very well.

Eat delicious and drink spicy food, no pressure.

But they didn't understand why Yarman insisted on entering the desert.

This place is not only dangerous, but also may not be able to make money.

"This is the next direction of the Chamber of Commerce's development. Even if it invests heavily in the early stage, it is a step that must be taken." Yarman answered, grabbing the camel's reins.

They set out from Anroser City and had been walking for several days.

This place has left the border of Anroser City and is heading towards the location of Gumburg in the central area.

The guide was an experienced old man, covered his whole body tightly, and only his eyes kept identifying the direction.

"You said that people can really study it. Horses are not easy to use in the desert, so they made camels. I heard that these two back peaks are filled with water." One person said, and gently patted the camel's hump.

"It's true, why do we have water to bring? If you are thirsty, drink the water from the camel, and eat camel meat." Another person suddenly said.

"Drink your head, kill it, let's ride you back."

Everyone was chatting and joking, distracting their attention, trying to stop feeling the hot temperature.

Yarman gently patted the camel beneath him.

This time I walked, it was thanks to this mount.

Brown camel.

Type: Mount (female)

Level: 10

Basic abilities:

Vitality: 9850

Endurance: 17700

Weight load: 512

Speed: 90

Remaining mating times: 3

"Old man, how many days will we go to Gumburg? If this continues, we will be cooked." Yarman asked the old man who led the way forward.

The old man sat on the camel and looked back slightly at Yarman, "It's coming soon, it's coming soon!"

The guard behind yelled, "Old man, I asked you the day before yesterday, you're almost here, you're lost?"

Most of the guards had no rest.

Part of the guards around Yarman were transformed from mercenaries.

"Hmph! If I get lost, you all have to die here. You should pray that I won't get lost." The old man snorted coldly, not afraid of each other.

This is the old man's place.

If something happens to the old man, they will not be able to distinguish the correct direction.

Stay here forever.

So, no old man is afraid of this team.

Yarman also turned around and glared at the guards, signaling the other party to stop talking.

"Old man, how long will it take to be? Let us know, we have a clear idea of ​​how many days it will be." Yarman took over the conversation.

The old man's mouth is almost here, but he can't tell how long it will arrive.

If you talk about a few days, you can also have a question in your mind based on the rise and fall of the sun.

"One day, or three or four days." The old man glanced at Yarman with a little meaning and turned his head away again.

Everyone was stunned.

Is this the fuck fooling them?

What is the difference between this day or three or four days and it is coming soon and coming soon?

Not an accurate time.

Yarman looked at him and took out two gold coins from his arms, wrapped them in cloth, "Old man, give it to you."

The cloth bag flew over.

The old man looked slightly and held it in his hand.

"I'm going to arrive all day," Yarman said.

The old man smiled slightly, put the gold coins in his arms, "Leave..."

Once he pulled the reins, he took the camels and walked in another direction.

At this moment, everyone suddenly realized that the old man was going around with them.

Everyone wished to kill this old guy. You should tell me if you want money. The Chamber of Commerce invested so much, so I won’t let you two guys go?

They suffer from this.

But at this time, a team of hundreds of people was counting on the old man to lead the way.

They all closed their mouths and waited to the Gumpburg to talk.

It is approaching dusk.

Suddenly, an oasis appeared on the distant horizon. The oasis formed a shade of green willows, and you could see rows of staggered houses and walking crowds.

Everyone was delighted and finally arrived.

The team accelerated their pace and approached Gangburg and saw the low and broken city walls.

"Okay, give me money, a batch of camels 1 silver."

The camels were stopped by the guards guarding the gate, and the old man signaled Yarman to give money.

Yarman looked at the strangely dressed and not well-equipped guards and asked, "The money to enter the city?"

"That's right. If you don't want to cause trouble, just give it to me. You can get it in. Don't hurt my camel." The old man gave Yarman two choices.

Give money and enter the city.

If you don't give it, you can also get it in.

"Give him money," Yarman said.

The guards behind him strode over, strong and well-equipped.

No matter how you look at it, it is much better than the guy who wants money in front of you.

He took out 325 silver coins and handed them to the guard at the door.

"Okay, go in." The guard at the door was not afraid of such a large team.

He took a look and let everyone in.

As soon as I entered the city, the team was stopped again.

"Road maintenance fee, 1 silver for a camel."

"Grass, it's not like we're easy to bully." Yarman's guard roared.

The old man stopped the few people who were about to take action, pulled Yarman aside, and said, "These are two local snakes. Both parties collect money in this way. It's better to give it to me."

Yarman looked at the old man deeply.

I wonder if the old man can get any benefits from it.

"Is there any place to collect money inside? If so, I'll just go in." Yarman asked the old man.

The old man knew that Yarman was absolutely serious about what he said.

If the price is increased layer by layer and bullying their foreign team, the hundreds of them will naturally not be surrendered.

"No more, there are only two big gangs in the local area, but I can't say whether others will cause trouble for you." The old man said.

"Give money, go to the city." Yarman said coldly.

He walked in first with big strides.

The team behind him gave the money and followed silently.

The environment in the city is average, and people gathered on both sides of the road, looking at the outside team and whispering.

"All these people are aliens?" Yarman asked to the side.

"Many of them are aliens." The person next to him said softly.

This person's name is Qi Jian, and he is a player who Liang Wanyu arranges to act as a microphone.
Chapter completed!