Four neighbors near the depression.

From the sound of the wind blowing before, Somo had already detected the three tribes of the dwarves, the Empire of Light, and the tree people.

But only this mysterious demon soul clan has always been shrouded in shadow.

Now, with Sumo himself coming to the Demon Soul Tribe's camp.

It's like unlocking some kind of restriction when playing a game.

The sound blown by the wind was finally detected for the first time. Even the Demon Soul Tribe themselves didn't know where the lord was!

"The baptism time from the New World is coming soon. We must unite our forces as soon as possible, otherwise our discipline will be loose and we will never be able to withstand the terrifying zombie tide!"

"Liberty City must vigorously promote reform!"

The demon soul clan has ever-changing appearances.

No one has seen the true appearance of the lord, and no one knows what kind of template the lord has loaded and which tribe he belongs to.

Since the first day that all Demon Soul clan members came to the New World and saw that black-robed figure.

In the days that followed, it was as if he had disappeared from the world, and no one could find any trace of this mysterious lord again.

Listen to this sound again and again.

After listening to it a dozen times, Sumo shook his head silently.

This was an extremely "neutral" voice without a trace of emotion. Not to mention what kind of alien it was, I couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

And among the voices heard in his memory, Somo had no trace of the existence of this voice.

It was like a mechanically synthesized sound, and it had obviously just been listened to for three to five seconds.

Without opening it and listening again, Sumo found that he could not recall the specific timbre of the sound at all.

Just like the most ordinary person in the crowd.

Even if they meet each other and stare at each other for a long time, it is difficult to continue to think of each other's face after leaving.

"Tide of corpses."

"It seems that the leader of the Demon Soul Clan also knows the horrific consequences of the upcoming biological inhibitor. This also indirectly explains why the city defense army is so eager to take back the pricing power."

"Once a war breaks out, if the official has no pricing power and businessmen control the supply and purchase of various materials, the consequences will be disastrous."

Through the window of the room, I looked at the moonlit night sky.

Sumo's thoughts wandered far away.

As time flies by like this, the night gradually gets darker.

The mercenaries, who were frightened, frightened and happy after a busy day, were already sleeping soundly in their rooms, dreaming of dreams of success.

Turner, who was feeling like a roller coaster, also lay in his cabin and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Without the noise, the entire Free City has entered a long-lost calm.

A night of silence.

In a daze, he slept until seven o'clock the next morning, when Sumo slowly opened his eyes.

When he reached out and touched it, the sheets were already stained with sweat.

"Huhu."

Without the sleep aid of psionic water and the peace of mind of depression.

Somo, who was loading the dwarf template, had another extremely long nightmare last night.

In this dream, the depression and the free city are constantly at war with each other, fighting each other to seize the benefits.

As a traitor and a person in power, Sumo quickly led everyone in the depression to gain the upper hand through the information gap.

However.

When the scene changed and the leader of the Demon Soul Tribe appeared on the scene, Sumo was shocked to find that this man's true face was someone he had not seen for a long time.

Zhong Qingshu!

At this moment, Sumo suddenly fell into a dilemma.

The left side is love and the right side is career.

On one side is the beloved woman, and on the other side are the longing eyes of everyone in the depression.

In this bloody plot, fortunately, the biological clock that has been maintained for a long time is very powerful. Even if you change places, you can wake up at one o'clock.

Otherwise, if this dream continues, it may turn into a small magic theater again.

After waiting for about ten minutes, until his mind was clear, Somo slowly got up from the bed and jumped to the ground.

Then, as the door opened, fresh air poured in.

A familiar energy surged up.

"Tsk, tsk, there is definitely a big problem in the main city of the Demon Soul Clan, although this blessing is not as good as one-tenth of the psionic water."

"But if it could be applied to everyone, that would be an exaggeration!"

A strange force repeatedly washed over the bodies of everyone in the city.

With each cycle, some impurities will be taken away from the slightly heavier body, which is like charging, making people burst with energy.

"Hey, Hal, you woke up so early!"

Walking to the front hall, Turner, who was sitting on the counter, was already counting the ledgers in high spirits and counting the few supplies left behind by Alec's hasty departure yesterday.

As the first start-up capital of the exchange.

Taking a closer look, Somo also became happy.

"No wonder Alec refuses to let go of this exchange. These twelve thousand points seem to have wiped out a lot of his savings."

"But investing more than 10,000 points in the exchange is just a drop in the bucket."

Contribution points are stored in the mark and can be taken away at any time.

However, these collected resources and materials were squeezed into the small warehouse on the right side of the hall and piled up into a small mountain.

According to the purchase and sale prices below yesterday's top ten exchanges, all resource materials are enough to sell for over 10,000 points, which can be said to have greatly alleviated the initial pressure on the exchanges.

As for exchanging these things for loan repayments?

After opening the door and looking at the number of "visitors" who had increased to four houses on the street corner, Sumo chuckled and shook his head.

People who can make the exchange top ten from the same starting point.

Not only must the methods be strong enough, the sense of smell must be sharp enough, but the information must also be well-informed!

Obviously, four of these ten companies have already smelled the "Iron Fist" in advance.

"Everything is going on, no matter whether we can sell the goods today or not, let me spread the situation first. I want everyone to know that our Xinhuo Exchange will be among the top ten!"

"By the way, Tie Yi, Tie Er, you two follow me!"

Glancing again at the poorly disguised "traders" at the other end of the street, Somo paused and walked into the inner hall.

Following him, the two mercenaries who were transformers also touched the back of their heads unconsciously and entered the room inside together.

"You two don't have to eat with us later."

"Here are two hundred contribution points. You can take them out to eat out. By the way, go with me in a high-profile manner."

"In the meantime, you are doing this."

Directly through the mark, two hundred of the few five hundred contribution points were given to the two reformers.

Listening to Somo's decent whisper, the two reformers were a little confused, but they still nodded loyally, indicating that they understood everything.

"In this process, you can play whatever you want, but remember not to expose the fact that we have a template."

"knew!"

After nodding again, Tie Yi and Tie Er quickly stood up and left.

Every member of the Demon Soul Clan, from the highest level to the first level, is a perfect actor.

When they were in the inner hall, their faces were filled with confusion and humility.

But as soon as they walked out of the room, their expressions changed quickly, taking on a bit of arrogance and disdain, as if they had endless confidence.

However, their confidence is different from what Sumo showed yesterday.

Once you enter a battle and are overwhelmed by other people's momentum, it's easy to leak your secrets.

But when used in ordinary communication, there is no big problem.

Watching the two people leave from the front hall, the four tour groups standing on the corner were a little anxious.

However, under the circumstances of mutual constraints, seeing that the other three families did not move, no one tried to break this delicate balance.

It wasn't until the two reformers completely disappeared at the end of the street that everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

But it's a pity.

Before they could even breathe out, several traders who got up early had already appeared on the street promenade!

The time when the top ten exchanges release item prices is 8:30 in the morning.
To be continued...