The "Black Wind Valley Waste Hunting Base" with a population of hundreds of thousands has become a large city.

Like Heilong City, all kinds of new buildings are being built everywhere, and it is a busy scene.

It is not called a wasteland hunting base now, it is to be precisely the private territory of the "Rosas Family". The nearby wasteland is a private property, called "Black Wind Valley Corner". The lord is an earl named "Miro Rosas". There is a bronze statue of him at the gate of the city.

Renn looked up at the huge chimney that was looming in the fog, and quickly walked through the shanty town and towards the mechanical city.

The mist in the sky in the city was gray. This was the mist mixed with the demonic energy of the abyss and the smoke filled the coal, and the air was filled with a strong choking breath.

After the urbanization of the pure wasteland hunting base, civilians began to appear, and gangs, vendors, butchers...

When Rennes and his group entered the city, several guys with their heads placed under the collar squatted on the streets and alleys, looking at the returning wilderness hunters.

The hunters moved over with their families and their families. As long as they became permanent residents of the territory, they could settle down. Once they became lords, the shelter fee would become various taxes, and 80% of their income from work would be charged high taxes to pay the lord's purse.

I can't be rich, but fortunately I can't die.

Because the huge amount of wealth brought by [King Tide] can still make some surplus as long as you don’t spend money indiscriminately.

After walking a few steps, Renn smelled a foul stinking and frowned slightly.

When it was a wasteland hunting base, the wasteland hunters could still go outside the base to solve the problem of tribute. Now everyone is trapped in the city, and eating, drinking, defecation and urination of hundreds of thousands of people is a big problem. There is no large sewer network on the street, and the cleanup of domestic filth and feces cannot meet the rapidly expanding population.

However, no one cares about how civilian neighborhoods are.

The machinery that the nobles and wealthy classes live in is very neat, and the streets there are also open to everyone, a bit like the high-end business district in Rennes's previous life. This place and the civilian shantytown are completely different from each other. It is neat, orderly, and a wide range of shops...

There are magic potions shops with colorful reagent bottles in the window; musket shops with various muskets hanging on the walls; sword equipment shops with jingling sounds; mechanical shops full of oil and rust smells...

There are vendors selling fresh fruits on the street, with expensive price tags; leather aprons are full of greasy butchers, who are dividing the red meat of the monster they don’t know...

On the narrow street, a train rushed by with a steam horn and the whole street would be instantly submerged in a white mist.

Of course, customs taverns, gambling stalls and theaters and bathhouses for the rich to enjoy.

However, the consumption here is also very high, and it can squeeze out the last gold coin in the pocket of the hunter.

......

Rennes wandered the streets and he would stay in this territory for a while.

Trying to gather one's own "power" and also inquire about the captured Coleman warriors.

But now, he planned to go around the city, get familiar with the situation, and then find a place for himself tonight.

Perhaps because the doctor belongs to the wealthy class, he has been enthusiastically promoted by various alcohol brokers along the way.

"Hey, dear Doctor, are you going to have a couple of drinks? The best agave shipped from the Oma Empire that we've got from the Oma Tavern..."

“‘Balon Tavern’ welcomes you, ours also has the spaciousest baths and the most beautiful girls…”

"Our 'Windmill Tavern' is the largest tavern in Black Wind Corner, and it will never disappoint you. Our biggest gambling session includes the best girl performance group that just came from Sid, and the barbarian slave gladiator..."

“…”

Rennes was not interested in any tavern in broad daylight, but his ears captured a key message: the barbarian.

He quickly changed his attention.

He tilted his head and looked at the bearded broker, and suddenly showed a slightly interesting expression, "I plan to find a place to have a drink. Hey, man, you said where are the gambling blocks you have the largest, what's fun..."

"have!"

The little mustache looked at the solicitor and said, and the smile on his face suddenly burst out.

He introduced to Renne: "Poker, roulette, black Jack, dice... everything you want to play."

"Where is that? Take me to see."

Renn followed the broker to the tavern, drilled into several wet alleys, and saw the sign of the "Windmill Tavern".

At the door, a girl wearing exposed and smoky makeup was greeting the guests in a pose. There were also a few burly men wearing black leather jackets and big gold chains squatting aside with expressionless faces...

This is a standard tavern, so it’s not surprising that it’s common.

Walking down the steel structure staircase of the iron door, the cramped space suddenly became clear.

The streets of the Machinery City are worth every inch of land, but the space inside the Machinery City is much cheaper.

The world of steampunk is always full of deafening music. The young men and women on the dance floor are swaying wildly, venting their suppressed emotions with the rhythm of the music. In the darkness of the corner, there are also some restless men and women who are rubbing their ears.

There were many people in the tavern.

After a little inquiry, I realized that because there was a "corpse tide" at night, everyone had to go out to hunt the wasteland, and it was the normal time for entertainment and leisure during the day.

Renn took off his mask indoors, revealing an ordinary face.

After watching the program arrangements of the tavern, there were still two hours of slaves fighting.

Renn ordered a glass of wine boredly and started drinking at the bar.

Not long after, a redhead with a pretty good face but a hot figure came over.

She sat beside Ren, not politely, and was close to her: "Hey, handsome guy, are you alone?"

Renn glanced at her. She was very cool in her outfit, with ultra-short leather pants and a slim jacket, wearing a denim bra with very little fabric, with the opening on her chest open, and large areas of skin were exposed in the air. At a glance, there was a strong hint of ambiguity.

He smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Yes."

This is a wine shop in a tavern, or a professional nightclub girl who specializes in tavern fishing for Kaizi. It doesn’t matter, but it’s a profession that makes money by bringing fun to men.

Usually, they are also responsible for inquire about information from professional businessmen from various channels.

"oh?"

The red-haired woman showed an ambiguous smile at the corner of her eyes, and she was very close. The strong perfume covered the tobacco smell on her body, and she said in a coquettish voice: "Do you want to treat me to a drink?"

The arms are all trapped in gentleness, and the soft and close touch will stimulate the secretion of male hormones.

"OK."

Renne was not polite, and naturally enjoyed the girl's enthusiasm. Pretending to be serious here is not a good choice. He turned to the bartender and ordered wine.

Seeing Renn so generous, the redhead became more intimate and said, "My name is Dasha... Oh, handsome guy, are you a noble doctor?"

"Yes. To be precise, I'm also a baron from the province of Oma Anglos."

The tavern is at least bragging guys, and Rennes has learned a lot of style and is definitely the arrogant look of a noble man.

As he said that, he took out his noble heraldry ring and showed it.

"Wow, you are the noble Baron!"

The redhead exclaimed in surprise when she covered her mouth.

Her eyes turned and she quickly decided that this was a down-and-out nobleman, otherwise she would not have fallen to the side of Paoguanghui City.

But obviously, she knew what to say and not say at this time, "This is the first time I have seen a noble emblem. It turns out that it is so beautiful."

"Of course, it was made of pure gold by royal craftsmen."

Renn pretended to be enjoying flattery and handed the woman a herald of her double-headed eagle pattern to the woman for a closer look.

People from the five major families of Guanghui City plan to set up a trap in this base, and it is impossible for them to be prepared without preparation. This seemingly calm "Black Wind Collar" has already been undercurrents underground.

Every stranger with suspicious signs will probably fall into their surveillance list.

Instead of pretending to be mysterious and making people notice his existence, it is better to take the initiative to reveal your identity.

It is estimated that the city is full of informants who collect information. Not to mention anything else, these tavern girls are 90% of them. They may not serve a specific force, but their news can be sold to news merchants and made money.

This Renn's baron identity is not nonsense, but a genuine nobleman who can withstand investigation.

With Princess Oma, Yumier, there is a letter of title, heraldry and heraldry... everything is made, it is real.
Chapter completed!