Doomsday Rise

Holding his own saber in his left hand, and a new type of scimitar in his right hand, the two swords fight each other.

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The ear-piercing voice made people frown, and the eyeballs of the people around suddenly bulged, and they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, extremely shocked.

Huang Letian is the deputy head of the "Golden Lion Mercenary Group". His saber is not bad, and the new machete is only one of thousands in the store. The result is a big surprise.

Huang Letian's saber was cut in half, the tip of the knife fell to the ground, and the new machete was intact.

"...Regimental Commander!" It was a member of the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Corps' who completed this act. He looked at Huang Letian anxiously. The Golden Pearl Seven Star Knife is Huang Letian's favorite saber. The cloth strip was wiped clean, and then wiped again with an oilcloth. It was very well protected. There was no trace of rust on the knife, but now it was broken by him. Although Huang Letian asked him to do this, he still wanted to Very uneasy.

Huang Letian stared at the half-point of the knife that fell to the ground, with no expression on his face, and remained silent for a long time.

"I only used...six points of strength." The member explained in a low voice, saying that the responsibility is not on him, but that your own saber, the leader, is too good.

The eyes of the people around were shrunk, and with six points of strength, they could cut off a precious knife. Everyone's eyes were focused on the new machete. This knife is so sharp. If it is used to deal with zombies, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort? Breathing began to quicken.

Huang Letian took the new machete from the members, looked it up and down, and asked the staff of the shop named 'Ping An': "What is the name of this knife? What is the price?"

"Yellow River Knife, the price is 1280 gold coins." The staff member had a professional smile on his face. He was no stranger to the shocked expression of the guests. These days, everyone who has tried the Yellow River Knife will show such a look expression. The casting technology of the Mayan Empire was backward, and they had never seen such a sharp knife.

"This price..." Huang Letian frowned, it was too expensive. Psychologically, the Yellow River Knife is worthy of 1280 gold coins, but when he thinks of buying in large quantities, he lacks confidence, and the people watching the excitement around him feel nervous. The knife is a good knife, but the price is too expensive.

"The price is a bit expensive, but compared to life, it seems insignificant. A good weapon can save lives in case of danger." The staff saw the embarrassment on the guest's face, but he was not in a hurry.

After hearing the price, every customer had such an expression, and finally took out the money.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon. People in the Mayan Empire may not have heard this sentence, but they must understand this truth. With such a weapon, it will be much easier to kill zombies. 1280 gold coins are quite a lot. But after you have a good weapon, you can earn it back quickly.

"Give me 20... no, 30... no, let's go to 50." Huang Letian felt so entangled in shopping for the first time, mainly because the Yellow River Knife was too expensive and he was short of money.

"Dear guest, you will be proud of this choice in the future." The staff complimented.

"Is every knife the same? There won't be a situation where it's just a fake?" Huang Letian asked.

"You have to trust this signboard." The staff pointed to the word 'Ping An' on the top of the head, "We are a century-old store, so we won't ruin our signboard just for tens of thousands of gold coins. You can buy every knife Experiment once, real gold is not afraid of fire, we have confidence in our products."

Huang Letian is careful in his work. He personally selects each knife and asks his subordinates to try it before paying for it. He took out all the money from selling the zombies, and even took out his old books, but Huang Letian didn't regret it.

"Give me a handful!"

"I want two."

"I want it too, but I don't have any money. Can I get it on credit?"

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The crowd of onlookers couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward one after another. They bought all of the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group', which showed that the Yellow River Scimitar was absolutely trustworthy. They didn't believe in the signboard of 'Ping An', but they believed in the 'Golden Lion Mercenary Group'. '.

"All of them, all of them, no need to fight, everyone queues up. Credit is not allowed. We do not accept credit for small businesses. It doesn't matter if you don't have cash on you. You can exchange it with other items, as long as they are of equal value. "The staff shouted at everyone.

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"Just such a potion, do you have to send it from the headquarters?" At the top of the pyramid, Liu Weian saw the church's mysterious potion, a red liquid that looked like blood, but it was definitely not blood. I don't know what it was.

This potion is applied on the blade, cutting zombies like cutting watermelons. Only works on zombies, not others.

The two cities "Blackwood City" and "Moon Ancient City" have been abandoned by the church, and this red potion will not be delivered. The keys to "Moon Ancient City" have been used up, and there is still a little left in "Blackwood City".

Among the people who followed the Ping An Army, there were no scientific researchers in this field. There was no choice but to divide half of it and send it back to the Han Dynasty for research. There is no result yet.

If it can be deciphered, it will be easier to deal with zombies. However, the Church has protected this red liquid so well, so it is obviously not so easy to decipher.

"The major cities are firmly controlled by the church. Even a remote town has very little autonomy." Mo Luke replied that the church achieves the goal of controlling the whole country by controlling people and resources.

"Try to contact heretics and the 'Round Table'." Liu Wei'an suddenly said.

"Yes!" Morouke's face changed slightly. As a member of the church, he always had an unknown fear of heresy. However, Liu Weian's thinking is undoubtedly correct. Heresy is the enemy of the church. Those who know the church best must be heretics. The so-called enemy of the enemy is an ally. If we can establish contact with the heresy, it will be much easier to deal with the church. However, Heretics are not good people either.

"The number of zombies is enough. You are ready. There are only two in the next batch. You and Jin Gong Guiying? Aragorn, whether you can catch the good luck or not depends on you." Liu Wei'an said plainly.

"Thank you for the cultivation of the Governor." Mo Luke was surprised and happy. This batch of zombies was sent by the "Golden Lion Mercenary Group". will benefit greatly. He has been worried that because he is not Liu Weian's confidant, he will be regarded as an abandoned son by Liu Weian. This list undoubtedly expresses the importance Liu Weian attaches to him, how can he not be ecstatic.

"Work hard, the days to come will be long." Liu Wei'an sensed a powerful aura approaching, stepped out of the pyramid, and saw a huge caravan slowly approaching, a big flag soaring straight into the sky, embroidered on the big flag With a mountain range, people who are familiar with the earth will recognize that the mountain range is the Qinling Mountains.

"Qinling Chamber of Commerce", one of the top ten chambers of commerce in the universe.

"Congratulations, Governor!" Mo Luke followed and came out, and was shocked to see "Qinling Chamber of Commerce". The former "Blackwood City" was a place where grandma didn't love and uncle didn't love. Not to mention large chambers of commerce, small and medium chambers of commerce heard " The name of "Blackwood City" is also a detour, and it will not be considered at all.

But now, there was "Luohe Chamber of Commerce" before, and "Qinling Chamber of Commerce" later, which is already the treatment of a first-class big city.

"If the nest is ready, there will be a phoenix." Liu Wei'an's mouth overflowed with a smile, "Blackwood City" will develop only if there is trade, and the supplies of the Mayan Empire will flow continuously. Once you have mastered a new type of weapon, you don't have to worry about no deals.

As long as there are zombies in the Mayan Empire, there will be a market for new weapons.

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The appearance of beggars and homeless people was not allowed in the Mayan Empire. However, the actual situation is that such people cannot be eradicated. Beggars are poor and at the bottom of society. Among them, a large part just lived in no fixed place, not necessarily poor, and some people yearned for solitude and enjoyed wandering. In the Mayan Empire, there were not a few such people, and they gradually evolved into a group, ronin.

Yakeyin is a rogue. The reason why he became a rogue was not active, but passive. When he was young, he went to the Han Dynasty. Under the influence of the Han Dynasty, he wanted to reform in the tribe, but was regarded as a different kind by the elders of the tribe. Expelled from the tribe and not allowed to return, Yakeyin became a ronin.

He is the only son of the tribal leader, otherwise, according to the tribal rules, it is definitely not as simple as expulsion, but cut in half.

Yakeyin hated the decay of the Mayan Empire, but he could not betray him. He lived a life of depression and pain every day. In order to divert his attention, he practiced martial arts day and night, and finally became a generation of masters, becoming a well-known existence among ronin, doomsday When a crisis occurred, the tribe suffered heavy casualties. He immediately rushed back to the tribe to fight against the zombies and saved many tribesmen. Forgive him for his merits, but drive him away again.

"One day, you will beg me to come back." Yakeyin made a poisonous oath, unless the elders in the clan knelt down and begged him, he would never go back again.

Yakeyin knows very well that if he wants others to look up to him, he must be strong. Therefore, he cultivates even more crazily. He is also the lucky one after the end of the world. He has obtained the ability to evolve. With the previous foundation, he has become the top existence among the ronin , Basically, one or two zombies such as abominations, bronze armor corpses, and predators can be hunted every day.

On this day, he followed a tribe to pick up a bargain, and hunted down a silver zombie in his hand. Although it was not as good as a gold zombie, it was also a high-end zombie, and the price was 1,000 gold coins. He took an iron chain to bind the silver zombie, and returned to "Big Rock City". The iron chain was the iron chain on the iron chain zombie.

On the way, he found that other chambers of commerce, ronin and the like were going in the opposite direction. He was very surprised. He asked someone and got a shocking news.

""Blackwood City" is collecting a large number of zombies, and the price is at least twice that of "Big Rock City"."

He immediately turned his head and glanced at the silver zombie. If the news was true, why would he go back to "Big Rock City"? With an extra 1000 gold coins, you can buy a lot of things. With the attitude of giving it a try, he followed the chamber of commerce to "Blackwood City". Standing under the city gate, he was completely stunned. The changes in "Blackwood City" made him extremely happy. Isn't this the reform he wanted?

What he didn't accomplish in the tribe, the Ping'an Army accomplished in "Blackwood City".

"It's decided, I want to live in "Blackwood City" permanently, and I won't leave." Yakeyin said to himself in his heart.