After leaving the beast's lair, Qingyi came to the Wandering Spirit Square.

The north side of the Wandering Spirit Square leads to the City Lord's Mansion, the west side is the residential area, the east side is the military area including the beast's nest, and the south side is the urban functional area.

"A purple sword, bargain out!"

"Acid rain, phosphorus powder, and pus are sold in bulk, and you want to buy them as soon as possible!"

"Acquire the horseshoe! Don't rust it! ”

Many necromantic players are setting up stalls on the edge of the Wandering Spirit Square, shouting one after another, adding to the excitement. For their arrangement, Jonte, the necromancer who has recently taken over Qingyi's internal affairs, came up with a good idea: adventurers are strictly forbidden to do it in the city, but still retain some habitats (refresh locations) of necromantic creatures in the wild, so that adventurers can cultivate (fight monsters and upgrade); At the same time, it also allowed Strom and others to issue tasks to send players to collect materials with some "soul potions" or "vicious saliva water", which could also save Qingyi a lot of manpower; The last thing is to stimulate business and increase tax revenue through the player's transaction, which is not managed by Schroder in the transaction with the player, and it can be regarded as Qingyi's private money.

"The abandoned barracks is short of an archer, come quickly!"

"Ask for a mage! Warriors roll! ”

"The newcomer begs to bring! Can my brothers and sisters give some pocket money? ”

"I'm a beauty, begging to find a husband!"

One by one, the necromantic players who were about to go out of the city to fight monsters stood under the withered tree, shouting hoarsely. There is a small cemetery at their feet, and there are often skeleton soldiers at their feet, sticking a bony hand out of the dirt, touching them very "gently", and always feeling a few high-pitched tenors - necromantic players have not yet fully accustomed to these dead people. Under the withered tree there were clusters of black thorns that would hurt if they fell.

In the burning canopy, the Night Peregrine Falcon blinks its little eyes, curiously watching the players scrambling below. They are derived from rotting vultures, but they are not rotten at all, their feathers are smooth and supple, and their bodies are a deep black color, which is much more beautiful than rotten vultures. Sa'er just doesn't like the rotting vultures, so she gives the night peregrine falcon the privilege of living on the withered tree, and drives the rotten vultures out into the streets.

("Well, hegemonism of all evils.") Xue Duodao)

Speaking of which, the Night Peregrine Falcon is not only in appearance, but also much stronger than the Rotten Vulture: it has an incredible sprint speed in the air, and can maintain a speed of 350 kilometers per hour for up to twenty seconds; Super cruising ability, can fly for eight hours in a row; Because they are born by absorbing a large amount of dead energy, they have a very high affinity with the dead qi clouds, can hide their bodies in the clouds, and are even exempt from low-level reconnaissance techniques, even if the enemy archer opens the [Eagle Eye Technique], they can't find it; The combat ability in the air is even better, and it can kill a rotten vulture in five seconds, and so on, until the opponent has a total of five.

Of course, the advantages of the night peregrine falcon are obvious, but the disadvantages are equally obvious, that is, it can only fly within the range of dead clouds, and once it goes out of bounds, it will dissipate immediately, and there is not even a slag left. Qingyi sighed infinitely, and could only use it as a guard.

"Daddy!"

Suddenly there was a crisp voice like a singing willow and yellow oriole in the crowd, which was Suo'er, who served as the puppeteer's mentor. Many rookie players who are waiting to change classes don't know what is going on, and they are pushed away by the invisible soul thread, and they become a pile of rolling gourds. And Su'er ran forward briskly and threw herself into Qingyi's arms, her big eyes narrowed into two crescents, obviously very happy.

"How's it going, is it hard?" Qingyi tidied up the new bow for Suo'er and asked with a smile.

"It's not hard, but it's a little boring." Suo'er had a bitter face. Let her stay motionless in one place by nature, it is really a cruel torture than [Triple Torture].

"Then we won't work, take a holiday!" Qingyi slapped his face.

"Good! But ......" Su'er looked back at the poor rookie adventurers, hesitated for a few seconds, and then sighed pretending to be old-fashioned: "Grandpa Robert said that things must be done from the beginning to the end!" Let's play with Dad when I change jobs for them! ”

Qingyi pretended to be surprised: "Wow, my daughter is sensible!" Immediately provoked a small pink fist, and was beaten and fled.

No matter what happened in the square, the ghosts still wandered around day in and day out, and they didn't see anything in their eyes. Such eternity has no meaning.

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In the southeastern part of the city, there is a majestic building, which is even more imposing than the castle lord's mansion - the branch building of the training ground, the Colosseum.

The quaint, heavy black boulders build a circular field, which is more than ten meters high and one hundred meters wide. I heard that there is no need for adhesives, and the weight of the stone itself alone can ensure its stability. The thick giant beast bone spurs serve as a railing, dividing the performance area and the audience seat. The Colosseum is roughly similar to the one in ancient Rome, but the top is uneven, and when viewed, it looks like a giant beast with its mouth wide open and its teeth full of teeth. The performance area is covered with fine bone meal and sand, and there are a few suspicious maroon stains in the corners, which make people dare not think about it. Behind the four heavy iron gates are impenetrable shadows, and sometimes a pair of glowing eyes peek out from behind the gates. If you sit close to the performance area, you can smell the smell of fishy beasts.

Qingyi slowly walked down the aisle to the VIP seat with the best view, gently leaned the scepter on the arm of the chair, and began to admire it comfortably.

There aren't many players staying here, and most of them are male compatriots. They are particularly keen on beast duels, and bet on the two sides fighting in the field through the system, winning elatedly, losing indignantly, and all kinds of human states are vividly expressed. Judging by their momentum, they almost ended up in person. As for the few female players, they came with their boyfriends.

Standing in the middle of the field stood Wotpole Cullen. This guy is usually a wild and uninhibited master, and when he comes to his home court, he is even more crazy. He snapped the whip, threw out one whip after another, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Come, come! Baby, get me out of the guts! ”

In front of him were two beasts culling each other, one a ghost wolf and the other a ghost hound. This is not a child fight that Qingyi saw in the beast's nest, but a naked life-and-death struggle. Only the ghost part of the ghost wolf's whole body remained, and the flesh and blood were bitten into a pile of meat sauce, and the intestines broken five meters away were like a dead snake that had been skinned; The ghost hound, on the other hand, was covered in blood and had both hind legs broken, but he still used his front paws to pull the sand hard, panting, and slowly moved towards the ghost wolf. Just by looking at it a few times, you can feel the inexplicable tragedy, as well as ...... That pulsating wildness in the body!

In the midst of death, find the thrill of being alive!

Qingyi's throat suddenly became a little dry.

Since his resurrection, Walterpole Cullen's bad taste has been watching gladiatorial matches. The strongest one is determined by the battle of multiple undeveloped undead creatures, and the elimination rate is 50%-99% (according to the number of undead creatures, the minimum is 2, and the maximum is 100, and the eliminated necromantic creatures cannot be revived through [White Bone Revival]). The strongest one strengthens the attribute in equal proportions (5%-25%), has a 3% chance to mutate, and has a 1% chance to advance.

From the system's point of view, the ghost wolf and the ghost hound belong to the group that has a little intelligence (at least better than skeleton soldiers) but cannot be said to have full intelligence (if there is, it is considered an intermediate NPC), so they can accept the training of Walter Poyler. It is definitely a good idea to kill two birds with one stone while training excellent soldiers and collecting gambling money from spectators.