()DR3713-01-20, 8 a.m. Silver City time, 15 a.m. Sett time, after the three Silver Cities where the Wolf Legion entered the Tyre Fortress, Dark Night Town on the edge of the dark jungle ushered in a new day......

On this day, the town's material market was as bustling and busy as ever, with workers carrying all kinds of supplies on board carts, shuttling back and forth between simple cabins and canvas tents, like industrious ants. 》，

At this moment, in a small grocery store at the entrance of the market, a middle-aged small business owner woke up as the bright sunlight shone through the cracks in the broken windows and on the haphazardly stacked burlap bags. His name is Jusang, he is from Tieshan Town in the Northern Wilderness Continent, and he is a grain merchant who can be seen everywhere. Of course, he will occasionally make a cameo appearance as a black businessman, buying and selling all kinds of contraband.

After getting out of bed, he put on a canvas shirt and slippers, staggered open the wooden door of the grocery store, looked at the crowd of people coming and going in the market, and yawned long.

"Isn't the weather nice...... he said to himself, and then he went back to the store, picked up a marching cup full of yellow stains, grabbed a few tea leaves from the small cloth bag on the shelf, threw them in, poured some boiling water, and sat down on the small bench and drank it.

It didn't take long for him to finish his first tea of the morning and was about to get up and open the shop. But at this moment, the light in the store suddenly dimmed, and the sunlight shining in from the door seemed to be blocked by something. He turned his head alarmedly, only to see two uninvited guests dressed in white "Holy Light" power armor.

"Are you Jusang?" The Templar at the head stared at him and asked straight to the point.

"Two ...... Two adults...... Small...... The villain ......" Jusang lowered his head, slightly nervous, and stammered. In an instant, countless images flashed through his mind, and finally froze on the two broken power armors.

Oops......

"No...... It's not that Jusang, he's ...... He ...... over there" As he spoke, Jusang stretched out a slightly trembling hand and pointed to a grocery store opposite.

The Templar at the head of the group immediately followed his finger, then glanced at his companion, then nodded at him and said, "Thank you, may the Light be with you." ”

With that, the two Templars turned to leave and walked towards the grocery store opposite.

"Wait......" But before they could take two steps, the voice of a grocer came from behind them. They stopped at the same time and looked at the latter with a puzzled expression. And the latter waved at them and said, "Two adults, my food here is good, cheaper than Jusang's, buy mine." ”

The Templar in the lead waved his hand, turned and continued towards the grocery store opposite. When the two Templars were far away, Ju Sang immediately closed the door, took the money bag, opened the window and went out.

However, as soon as he climbed out of the window, and before he could stand up straight, he saw four knightly servants, dressed in white robes, with gray crosses painted on their chests and armbands. His eyes widened suddenly, and a look of horror swept across the faces of the four people, and the cold sweat instantly soaked through the back clip.

"Mr. Jusang, come with us." One of the knights standing at the front said.

"Good ......" said at the same time, Jusang turned around and ran. But before he could run a few steps, he was kicked to the ground and tied up by the catch-up Hucong......

Two days later, at DR3713-01-22, at 8 a.m. Silver City time and 63 p.m. Sett time, Iron Slag, who had just eaten lunch, put on his weapon, rode on the red comet, and left the fortress of Tyre, preparing to go to the Elta gathering place three hundred kilometers away to investigate the situation.

At this time, the Gobi Desert in the afternoon was scorching hot, the fierce sun was basking the red earth, and riding on the locomotive looked far away, as if the whole world was steaming. At this moment, Iron Slag was wearing an earthy red camouflage uniform, wearing large sunglasses, and a red and white checkered turban, half-lying on the red comet and hurrying forward. With a roar, the broad wheels clung to the ground, pushing a lot of dust and gravel backwards.

The terrain of Desert Five is flat, and the red comet can travel on rubber wheels, which not only saves fuel, but also accelerates using jet bags.

Alice's excited voice was heard over the speaker.

"Do you need to do away with anthropomorphic management?" Iron Slag asked lightly.

"Then be honest." "I don't feel it."

"Is there one?" Iron Slag asked rhetorically with a frown.

"That's a fake name, my name is Iron Slag Norseth."

Alice asked innocently.

"Because I can't cancel her anthropomorphic management." Iron Slag finally got impatient and threatened in a deep voice.

"Alice, noun parsing, Elta."

"Why doesn't the human Holy Order fall into the abyss of invincibility?" Iron Slag asked.

In this way, one person and one car chatted, and drove towards the gathering place of the Elta people in the vast Gobi Desert......

Three hours later, a messy tent appeared on the distant horizon, with quite a few swaying figures among them. Later, Iron Slag stopped next to a Dead Sea aspen, climbed up the treetops, and took out his binoculars to take a closer look.

In the orange-red lenses, he saw the scene in the gathering place. There were men and women, old and young, and most of the adult men sat cross-legged on the ground, some with their eyes closed, some making strange gestures, some wiping their spears; The women gathered in twos and threes, chatting while doing manual work, and a few old men on crutches walked up and down the camp, stopping from time to time to point as if to preach or remind, and the children ran between the tents, which was a completely peaceful picture.

After a closer look, Iron Slag noticed that the Elta people generally wore seemingly rudimentary, but highly practical armor. These armors are made of metal pieces and thick canvas twisted into strips, which are both lightweight and protective. And there are a lot of dilapidated big pickup trucks in the camp, which are the "brute cow pickups" of the Great Wall Company in terms of style.

After a few moments, Iron Slag put away his binoculars, jumped off the tree, and rode his motorcycle to the gathering place.

According to Silvercity's official information, although the Elta do not trust humans, they often trade with human merchants. Iron Slag has prepared a box of Richie, a few military daggers, and some lighters and other gadgets, ready to contact them as a sand sea merchant.

As he approached the periphery of the gathering place, a chubby Elta boy about his height saw him from a distance, let out a strange scream, and ran towards the gathering place. It didn't take long for five or six Eltas, who were three meters tall and spear-wielding, to run out and gesture at the slag pen from a distance. The gesture meant - "Get out of now, or I'll kill you." ”

Seeing this, Tie Slag hurriedly got out of the car, raised his hands and waved them back and forth, indicating that he had no malicious intentions and was here to exchange things, and then, he took out a few military daggers, placed them on the ground in turn, and then tore open the seal of the box of Li Qi VS, took out one, bit off the oak stopper, and raised his head to take a sip.

Then, holding the bottle aloft, he shouted to several Elta men not far away, "Good wine!" ”

"Ruta!" "Ruta!" "Ahh "Mularota!" "Silaruta!" Seeing this, several Eltars glanced at each other, then raised their spears and let out a deep shout.

"Ruta!" Iron Slag raised his fist in one hand and the wine bottle in the other, and shouted along. Among the Elta people, "Ruta" means "good, happy, happy, and cool".

Then, the Eltars ran over and stood a few meters away from the iron slag, looking at him alertly.

"Kaba!" Iron Slag shouted, placed the drunk bottle two meters in front of him, and took three steps back. "Kaba" means gift, and Iron Slag understands a total of three sentences, and there is also a sentence of "Sarah!" It means "kill you, kill you". Although it was only three sentences, he felt that it was enough. Although Qin Ke'er wanted to teach him more, he felt that he would not be able to remember it for a while, so he only learned three sentences.

In the Erta social system, the polarization is extremely severe. While the common people of Elta are basically illiterate and live a simple and primitive life, the nobles and royals of the Elta have high IQs and are proficient in many languages, philosophy, and natural sciences, and their knowledge is no less than that of human scholars.