The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 581 - 456 Moving Spring Water

Chapter 581: Chapter 456 Moving Spring Water

Land of Beasts, the scorching heat woke Ska.

He slowly opened his eyes and couldn’t help but moisten his dry lips with his tongue as he hadn’t drank water for several days, leaving him in a poor condition.

The temperature inside the tent soared from the scorching sunlight, feeling like a pot stewing meat and, frustratingly, the air was dry and parched.

But he still remembered his mission, so he got up, packed up, and prepared to continue his journey.

When he stood up, he groaned as a ray of sunlight shone through the seams of the tent like a golden, glittering stick hitting his head, making him dizzy.

He reached for the water bottle in his bag, opened the cap, and tried to pour some into his mouth, but no water came out. He shook the water bottle hard twice and only managed to squeeze out a few drops of bitter, salty water that landed on his lips, alleviating the dryness a bit, but the salt penetrated his tongue, making him feel even thirstier.

Ska didn’t dare to delay further and got up.

Outside, the Scorpion Flea was driven out from the cool shade of the sand by him, and flipping onto it, he rode swiftly away from the location.

After speeding along, he finally arrived at White Bear City.

Although he knew that there were no Beast Kings here, it was still a city where some mercenaries lingered, and he should be able to find some help.

Once inside the city, Ska immediately began to inquire about powerful mercenaries.

But after searching for a while, none were reliable; they were either too weak or too expensive.

"Mysterious Black Knight?" As Ska was drinking water to quench his thirst, he overheard people talking nearby and promptly perked up his ears.

However, the people whispered secretly, the details unclear, only mentioning that the Black Knight seemed wealthy and mysterious, that some locals were tempted to move against him but the next day saw the Black Knight selling those blood-stained weapons and equipment for money.

This continued several times, and as people saw more and more items being sold by the Black Knight and his earnings increasing, those troubling him started to decrease and some said that the Black Knight’s strength might only be slightly less than a Beast King, definitely a Level-5 ring.

Some also mentioned that the Black Knight had already bought out White Bear Commerce, which now entirely belonged to him.

A thought struck Ska, it would be great if he could get help from such a powerful person.

But such a wealthy and strong figure might not be willing to help.

...

"It’s wasted again!"

Lind looked at the Ghost Armor in front of him, slightly regretful.

He used "Curse" for enhancing weapons and equipment, perhaps because the Abyss was better at corruption and parasitism, so during production the success rate wasn’t low, but after turning into a Ghost Curse it was different, the curse related to "death" would drain time from anything it touched, and a piece of armor considered a Divine Artifact in Rand Kingdom rusted soon after contact with the curse.

"Ghost Curse must be bound to something that doesn’t rot or is unaffected by time."

If such things really existed, why waste it on "enhancement" with Ghost Curse.

Recently, by showing wealth, Lind attracted some greedy fools aiming to rob him. Through baiting, he managed a few backfires but the robbers ended up poor, wasting a lot of his time.

His reputation deteriorated, and even if he walked alone outside, nobody dared approach, fearing a counter-kill, and Lind started losing interest in White Bear City.

As for the City Lord of White Bear City, his strength was merely Level-5. He only saw the Black Knight once and, after seeing his battlefield in disarray, hid and refused to come out.

Even the Space Equipment, previously a gimmick within White Bear Commerce, was sold to Lind, which was supposed to be Blessed Equipment, likely containing fragments of the Ring of Magic.

After wearing it, he could just reach behind and pull out items, which also made storage convenient, so Lind let the spirits molded from Molten Gold live inside, making their nests or screaming to their hearts’ content, all contained within the subspace he couldn’t hear.

While Lind kept busy, Nur also stopped the clanging of his work; his tasks weren’t easy either, but because he was perceptive enough to surrender early, Nur was honored with the title of Imperial Blacksmith.

Although Hong School excelled in integrating body and machinery to achieve "Flesh is weak; Mechanical Ascension," creating simple exoskeletal gear Magic Armor wasn’t much trouble.

At this moment, nearly all of Lind’s and his associates’ armors were made by Nur because Lind was not short of money, having virtually bought out White Bear City’s resources, which also enabled Nur to successfully create mechanical armor that could withstand attacks from a Level-2 magic.

After hearing Nur’s voice, Lind tossed the failed enhanced weapon aside, thinking cutting chives with this thing might pose some difficulty as Undead had high loot drop expectations; gamblers get addicted not because they keep winning — constantly winning in a game is just like cheating, which is uninteresting.

Nor is it about constantly losing, as that would make people feel the development team is disgusting.

But because they lose more than they win, which gives them the motivation to keep playing.

Lind also felt it was somewhat dull at the moment, having wasted many weapons and pieces of equipment, and he wasn’t worried about money, having earned too much from the Undead to possibly spend it all.

"This is the latest generation of armor you mentioned?"

"Elemental Wind Type-3," Nur nodded excitedly.

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