Chapter 88

"With more than 300 points of experience, you can improve the skills of fighting or the production of magical objects... Or spiritual pressure."

Su Lu, who was sleeping for a while, stared at the skill category in the attribute bar and thought quickly: "it takes 150 points to make magic items and 160 points to improve fighting, but fighting adds attributes. Let's forget the pressure... There's no hurry at the moment. "

To be honest, Sulu is very interested in the ability to make magical objects.

But the embarrassment is that he has insufficient materials and no matter how high he is, it's useless.

Although fighting skill does not add spirit, the increase of other attributes is considerable.

Spell casters are easy to be targeted in close combat. If Sulu makes up this short board, whoever dares to behead him in the future will dare to paste the other party's face with blood!

"It's all tangled..."

Sulu has a toothache.

After being promoted to the second rank, the income of experience value decreases sharply. It seems necessary to retain a certain experience value to prevent accidents.

Anyway, you can improve on the spot and never be afraid of waste.

……

The train rumbled into the station.

Sulu got out of the car with his suitcase and looked at the familiar and strange nya city. He remained silent for a long time, sighed and left the station without saying anything.

After studying and living here for four years, I feel that this is my real "Hometown" after crossing. However, as soon as I finish college, there is nothing left.

Oh, I got a shop, but it belongs more to rod.

He didn't go to the shop or the abandoned factory.

According to what rod taught, these two 'locations' have been exposed and are not secret.

Although he is not wanted, it is not pleasant to completely expose his whereabouts to the eyes of the 11th Bureau.

Night.

Sulu called a carriage and came to Zorro street, an underground boxing ring.

It seems that it is the dark nature of human beings to like watching similar blood fights. Almost every city in the Federation has illegal places such as underground boxing fields. It is said that the business is good and has formed a huge scale.

You never know which well-dressed gentleman or dignified lady will be the men and women who roar hysterically, wave gambling tickets and tear their collars in the stands during the day.

By the way, after entering the ring, the terrible sound suddenly swept over.

The match has begun. In the cage, a small boxer has fought with a strong man like a black bear.

Sulu knew at a glance that this was unrestricted fighting. Except for no weapons, nothing was prohibited, and there was no grading of weight and so on.

The real fight is definitely from boxing to meat, and the legs see blood, which is highly ornamental.

"Kill that dwarf!"

"Black bear! I watch you!"

"Don't lose, little man. I'll bet on you!"

……

Outside the cage, the audience roared wildly, waved gambling tickets, and all kinds of foul language came one after another.

Sulu felt as if he had entered a modern heavy metal bar. The loud noise made his heart tremble. He frowned and said to a security guard nearby, "I'm looking for an old dog!"

Old dog is the manager of this underground boxing ring. Of course, it is only pushed out in the open.

Therefore, he also operates a large number of gray businesses with the convenience of the venue and umbrella, and his reputation is fairly good.

According to rod, "although people in this industry are greedy, if they have bad reputation, they will be killed long ago."

He followed rod to supplement materials several times before, so the security guard actually knew him. Without asking more questions, he took him to an office behind the ring.

After closing the door, the noise decreased a lot.

"Yo! Isn't this rod's brother?"

Sitting behind the desk was a wealthy businessman, half bald, with a shiny head and a smile on his mouth, but he was not sincere at all. He was more like a smiling fox.

Seeing Sulu, the old dog stood up and said, "it's been a while. What are you buying? Materials? Firearms? Or intelligence? I'll give you a discount!"

He was a man who knew the 'inner world' vaguely and was in awe of rod and Sulu.

"I'll get the letter! Buy some information by the way!"

Sulu doesn't even hear about discounts.

Believe this profiteer's words, he is an idiot!

It's ok if the other party doesn't increase the price and sells it to him.

Even the fear of extraordinary power can not change the essence of each other's businessmen.

"Oh, yes, yes! And letters!"

The old dog opened a drawer, turned inside and pulled out three letters: "it was sent through special channels. It has never been opened. You can check it!"

"Three letters?"

Sulu took it and checked the hot paint on the lower seal.

In fact, this is not very necessary, because he uses secret language to contact rod.

"Three letters, three silver eagles, Steven will do!"

The old dog narrowed his eyes with a smile.

Sulu directly threw a golden dragon and said, "what special circumstances have happened in nya since the gallery incident recently?"

"That's true! Do you need a drink?"

The old dog picked up a glass of beer full of hops.

Sulu looked at him contemptuously. In the glass, the white hops occupied almost two-thirds of the volume: "thank you, no need!"

"Alas... Young man!"

The old dog sipped his beer. "Bill Abel is dead!"

"Bill? The coal merchant?" In front of Sulu's eyes, an image of a groveling businessman appeared: "how did you die?"

"Suicide! I jumped down from the roof of my company. It was the rush hour at that time, and it made headlines! It caused a great storm... After all, the other party's business was very good and his feelings were smooth. There was no reason." The old dog answered.

Bill was a survivor of the last Gallery incident and was rescued by himself and rod.

"I didn't expect... The curse revived so soon?"

Su Lu said to himself, "is the last blockade useless?"

"What about the others? You know what I mean, more mysterious and strange events!" He went on to ask.

"Others..." the old dog grinned: "in a redwood forest in the western suburb, hunters have witnessed human like beasts..."

"It is said that there are water monsters in nispo Lake... But it has been spread for several years, and there is only a vague picture as evidence."

"In addition, it is a rumor that rises strangely in the upper class circles..."

The old dog had a bigger smile and now set out with black hair and yellow teeth: "this has to be paid more!"

"What rumors?"

Sulu nodded and agreed.

"About... A painting, it is said that anyone who has seen it will be cursed, which makes many gentlemen and ladies very distressed and makes my business much better."

The old dog drank up the beer.

"Sure enough... Terror has spread."

Sulu's face was very ugly. "Are the local goddess of Light Church and the 11th Bureau of the Federation all rubbish?"