Chapter 160

Looking at the task lists, Liu Xiaoming fell into deep thought, he thought, and seemed to have found revelation in these bounty tasks.

He pondered for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, "Guild!"

Since there are bounty quests here, if you rely on doing quests, earning prestige and gaining favor, you can buy people's hearts. When the accumulation reaches a certain level, a bounty guild is formed, and the guild members are recruited, so that in the end, not only will you have fame but also your own team, then it will not be easy to overthrow the rule of this city.

After all, this is a gambling city, and the national faith is relatively weak, as long as they develop themselves and become famous enough, and brainwash them a little, maybe the people here will soon forget the previous leaders and support themselves.

Since the establishment of the guild requires a lot of money, however, during Vilia's tenure, she squandered almost all the treasury and even her own private money, and no one knows what she bought.

I couldn't go to Xiao Zhao to borrow money, so I had to choose the target on those bounty tasks, so many lists were enough for my liver.

However, the boy's ideals are good, but the reality is cruel. The task list that was originally posted on the wall was snatched up in an instant, and there were even some people who were frustrated because they didn't grab it.

"I'll go, if I want to set up a guild, I'll even choke on the first step."

"Hey, each of the bounties on it is no less than 10,000 magic coins."

"What?!"

No wonder those people are so crazy, this one person has more than 10,000 tasks, and he will become a millionaire in a year.

In order to catch up with the next wave of bounty tasks as soon as possible, Liu Xiaoming ran to ask Xiao Zhao, and learned from him that the bounty tasks here are updated every two weeks, and there are as many as they want, and the competition is very fierce.

Back in the room, Liu Xiaoming was very irritable, and he had to wait for two weeks, finally igniting hope to reopen the path of cultivation, and then he had to stay at home peacefully.

At this time, Ziqi inexplicably walked in front of Liu Xiaoming, raised his chin and stared at his face to observe carefully.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Shut up! You're a bounty prisoner now, what's the difference between taking a mission without changing your appearance and sending you to death," the girl said lightly.

"My appearance is handsome enough, I don't want plastic surgery" Liu Xiaoming looked away, his face was slightly red, yes, he didn't lie, en!

"Cheeky. Who's going to give you a makeover, just a mask, and whether or not to dye your hair. ”

"Dye your hair, mask?" Liu Xiaoming began to fantasize about his appearance, and this kind of middle and second sense seemed to be good. And these two are also one of the things that I have always wanted to do in the original world.

"Tell me, what color do you want to dye?"

"White ......"

"Eh, the taste is quite unique"

"It looks simple and kind, but it's not bad"

"I really don't understand you, well, anyway, the mask is important," said the girl, walking to the table and sitting down, taking out a drawing paper and pen from her waist bag and drawing it twice.

"Hey, come here, paint your picture of the mask"

"Hmm, do you know how to paint?"

"Miss Ben is versatile, there are many things you don't know."

Under Liu Xiaoming's description, he has silver red lines, a pair of horns on his head, and a terrifying appearance. However, Ziqi had never seen the Panya mask described by Liu Xiaoming, and with her own understanding, she actually drew a mask full of the feeling of a bull's head and a horse's face.

"You, forget it, give me the pen!" Liu Xiaoming was too lazy to complain, he directly grabbed the pen and did it himself, he was obsessed with creation, and he didn't care about the intimate distance between each other at all.

The young man held the pencil, looked at it carefully for a while, then raised the pen and dropped the pen on the back of the paper, his wrist was flexibly bent, and the green tendons on the back of his hand became more and more obvious.

Liu Xiaoming seemed to feel that it was not enough, and even drew his whole body, red light armor, cloak, and weapons. He stared intently at the tip of the pen, and no one was around, except for the rustle of pencils rubbing against the paper.

The girl looked at the boy obsessively, and his serious painting made the girl addicted. But soon, this scene that was not full of the sour smell of love was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

"Well, excuse me, I'm here to deliver tea," Xiao Zhao said respectfully outside the door.

"Ah~ I happen to be thirsty, you just follow it, I'm too lazy to draw, come on" Liu Xiaoming put down the pen and left the unfinished painting, and immediately ran to get tea.

It hasn't been completed yet, so I'll make up for it later