MTL - Examination of the Imperial Examination-Chapter 37 reunion

Alvin sat in an inconspicuous corner, took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, it was 7:45.

He began to observe the surroundings. The party has not yet started, everyone is waiting quietly, and some people will occasionally talk in low voices, it seems that they are coming together.

At this time, there were footsteps in the aisle where he had just come. Alvin turned his head slightly and saw Mr. Williams, who was wearing a dark blue raincoat, and a man wearing a black over-the-knee trench coat with a hood, leaving together. Come in, the two sides chatted quietly as they walked.

"He's about 175 in height, and looks like a man, but this is an official party, and it's semi-public. Mr. Williams has some connections with the punisher. It's normal to meet acquaintances here."

Alvin glanced and saw that the two of them walked straight to the middle and front, and chose a seat to sit down.

He looked away. On such occasions, staring at each other all the time could easily lead to misunderstanding.

After about ten minutes of waiting, another five or six people came, and no one came in after that.

Suddenly, the door inside the hall was pushed open, and three people in priest uniforms stepped in.

The person at the head was tall and looked like he was in his thirties. He had blue hair and a strong aura. He was wearing a robe embroidered with blue lightning patterns, the clergyman's robe of the Lord of Storms Church.

The man on the left has a calm demeanor, a smiling face with black hair and a mustache. He looks well groomed and wears a black and red clergyman's robe of the Church of the Evernight Goddess.

The man on the right wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a white robe, and looks like a cleric of the Church of the God of Machinery and Steam.

Pritz Harbor is a seaport city, where the Church of the Storms has a greater influence.

Even the Church of the Evernight Goddess only controls the wealthy area. The Steam Church has a relatively low sense of presence here. Although there are many believers, it is far worse than the previous two.

The three walked to the front table together.

"boom!"

A loud bang startled everyone, and they all looked forward.

"This old man, can't you speak properly when you have something to say? When you come up, you slap the table, and you put the scared hands in your pockets of the people in front of you."

Alvin was also taken aback by the sound of the table being slapped by the personnel of the Church of Storms.

"You can call me 'Wind', and now I announce the start of the meeting." The cleric who called himself Gale, looked around for a week, and said loudly.

Thirty or forty Beyonders sitting in the hall shrugged at each other, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Alger, who was sitting in the front seat with Williams, saw the priest of his own church who was presiding over this meeting, and came up like this.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble, he pulled the hood to hide his face deeper, and cursed inwardly:

"So I've always hated these. The IQ is not as good as the boss of the curly-haired baboon."

"This is the beginning? What about the party process, how to deal?" Alvin, who attended the Extraordinary party for the first time, was also confused.

"Cough, everyone is attending the party here for the first time. For everyone's safety and privacy, now I will introduce the next transaction process."

The clergyman of the Evernight Church next to him was also taken aback by the act of slapping the table, and later heard: "The meeting begins."

I was also a bit caught off guard, why is it different from what I said before?

Glancing at Gu Feng next to him, he found that the other party's face was a little red, and he couldn't help laughing. He didn't know what was going on there.

"This Sequence 6, "Wind Blessed One", should have forgotten what to say next, so he remembered to pat the table." So he quickly added.

Due to the large number of people, it is impossible for everyone to stand up and express their needs, and then conduct transactions. It takes too much time.

So the transaction is divided into two parts. Everyone anonymously writes down what they need to buy, or hope to sell, as well as the approximate price and item requirements, and give it to the waiter.

They will prepare two large blackboards at the front of the hall for everyone to see.

The second part is the part of exchanging news with each other.

This party is an official organization. In order to attract more people to come, they took out a Sequence 6 "Fair Seal" artifact item, which can impartiality to the purchased news, potion formula, etc. The fee is 20 per time lb.

After the clergy of the Evernight Church finished explaining, everyone nodded in agreement.

Then several waiters with trays came in, walked up to each party participant, asked the other party to write down what they needed, put them away, and walked to the next one.

The three clergymen in front, watching that things were going smoothly, also sat down and stared at the hall.

Gu Feng sat down and leaned against the back of the chair. He wanted to put his feet on the table. He looked left and right. The two other church members were sitting in a dignified posture. They twisted their butts and straightened their backs.

After a while, looking at the slow progress of the hall, he murmured impatiently:

"Just say whatever you want, it's so troublesome."

After hearing this, the two clergymen on the left and right looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads at each other.

At that time, the "Wind Blessed One" expressed his opposition to this gathering. He thought that such gatherings were a complete waste of time. It would be good to just kill the people who caused the trouble. There is no need for such trouble.

I'm afraid this guy doesn't know that many of the information they teach comes from underground Beyonder gatherings.

Seeing the waiter getting closer and closer to him, Alvin pondered. He only had 300 gold pounds on him, and it was estimated that it was only enough to buy some bullets. Do you need to buy one, the low-order potion formula can be exchanged for some money.

After thinking about it, I gave up cautiously. I plan to wait and see. If there is an item that I am interested in, it is not too late to prepare. After all, the party has just started.

He took the pen handed over by the waiter and wrote on the paper, "You need some special revolver bullets, such as Demon Hunter bullets."

Then folded it and put it in, the tray that had already put a lot of paper.

After a while, after everyone had finished writing, the waiter collected the papers on the tray.

Every time you open a piece of paper, read it aloud three times, and another waiter will write the content on the blackboard.

"Need a Sequence 9 "lawyer" potion formula."

"You need an offensive magical item."

"Mummy powder, 10 grams, 5 lbs."

"Sequence 9 "Prisoner" Potions Formula 270 lbs"

As the content was continuously written on the blackboard, everyone's attention was focused on that blackboard.

Alvin also looked at the content on the blackboard, hoping that items of his interest could appear.

"Queen Bee, 200 pounds per plant."

"The "White Star" incident clue is 4,500 pounds."

As this content was read out, the hall suddenly fell silent, as if everyone held their breath for a moment.

The three clergymen in the front row were a little relaxed when they watched the meeting go smoothly.

Hearing this voice, he straightened his back unconsciously, and quietly observed the crowd.

After all, getting the news of the "White Star" incident was the main purpose of this gathering.

"White Star? It's it again. A clue is worth 4,500 pounds." Alvin looked at the amount written on the blackboard and felt his breath stop.

As time passed, the paper on the tray gradually decreased, and he heard it. After the waiter read out his needs, he wrote it on the blackboard.

Many people began to wave to the waiter, wrote down the things they wanted to trade, and were taken to a small room aside to trade.

Alvin looked at the blackboard again, but couldn't find the news of the sale of special bullets. After waiting for a while, no waiter passed him a note.

Is there no one who sells this type of bullet, it seems that they can only take a second place and see if there are spells and magical items, etc., to increase their own means.

However, some spells used in combat are more expensive than special bullets.

He glanced at the blackboard and saw a piece of content.

"Trial Prologue" is a revolver. When shooting, you can pull the hammer tightly. It can add effects to bullets, such as "exorcism", "hunting demons", and "purification". Details can be interviewed. 4,000 pounds.

Alvin turned his head silently. At this price, he would need to sell a Sequence 5 to get the potion formula. This is too risky and not worthwhile.

He dared to bet that the three clerics in front were no more than Sequence 5 at most.

If he dared to throw the Sequence 5 potion formula at the party, it would be difficult for him to return to shore.

I used to feel that I always had a sense of superiority, that I possessed a lot of secret knowledge, and these can be exchanged for many things.

Now it seems that before I have no strength, those things he didn't dare to take out at all, and now I miss the harmonious gathering environment above the gray fog~www.novelbuddy.com~ In the future, I need to develop some things that belong to me alone. transaction channel.

So he waved to the waiter beside him, and wrote again:

"You need spells for various battles."

Just as Alvin was writing the content, Alger the Hanged Man was sitting in the front row.

Looking at several magical items on the blackboard, his heart was burning, but his savings limit him, and he could only choose one of them to trade.

After careful consideration, he made a decision and waved to the waiter.

Next to Williams, seeing his movements, he whispered:

"If you don't have enough savings, I still have 700 pounds here. I'm retired and can't spend that much money."

"The Hanged Man" Alger was moved, smiled and turned his head to reply in a low voice:

"To get the ghost ship this time, the church gave a lot. That's enough."

Then the waiter hurried over and invited him into the hut next to him.

Not long after, Alger returned to his original seat briskly.

"A good harvest?" Williams asked while looking at Alger and raising his eyebrows.

"Of course." Alger felt the newly acquired ring on his finger and replied with a smile.

Spirit Whip, 3100 lbs.

Corresponding Feature: Inquisitor Path Sequence 7 Inquisitor

Appearance: Black iron ring, the top of the ring has a spike-like protrusion, which is stained with old bloodstains, both ancient and evil.

Extraordinary ability: It can cause great and unstoppable mental damage to the enemy. In addition, it only strengthens the mastery of various weapons.

Negative effect: I always have a headache when wearing it, I can't wait to hit the wall with my head.

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