Clang.
Seeing Hei Dou so excited, Chen Yu also lowered his eyes to look.
When he saw clearly—
"Woah, where did you get this?" Chen Yu asked in surprise, picking up what Hei Dou had thrown on the ground.
Survival wristbands!
What Hei Dou had brought back were all survival wristbands, and quite a few of them.
A total of 6.
"Heh!"
Hei Dou, crouching on the ground, grinned.
"Found them."
"Huh?"
Chen Yu was stunned.
It wasn't impossible to find survival wristbands, after all.
Jack and Rosie had found them before.
But—
Finding 6 wristbands at once was a bit much, wasn't it?
"Ah, it's not exactly pure finding, though," Hei Dou said, tilting his head up, his small face beaming. "When I went out to gather intelligence earlier, I ran into a group of mercenaries."
"Mercenaries?"
Chen Yu was bewildered again.
"Ah!" Hei Dou nodded vigorously. "Quite a few of them, hundreds at least. They seemed to have just finished a fight. I don't know if they were killed or just knocked out, but I managed to strip a few wristbands off them and brought them back."
Chen Yu, holding the wristbands, frowned slightly.
Mercenaries.
Hundreds.
A firefight?!
Immediately, he glanced at the horse-headed man again.
"No way?"
Chen Yu murmured to himself.
The mercenaries who had come to find him hadn't shown up yet, and the horse-headed man hadn't received a response to his message. Could it really be that those mercenaries had fought amongst themselves?
Why would they fight!
Was it a dispute over him, the big prize?
Hiss!
If that were the case, weren't these mercenaries a bit too foolish?
A bounty of 100 gold coins.
Even if they managed to capture Chen Yu, there wouldn't be much left for so many mercenaries.
Or, perhaps—
The expert of the Golden tier had killed everyone else to pocket the bounty.
That didn't seem right either!
Didn't the Golden tier expert not lack 100 gold coins?
Strange!
Chen Yu, with his arms crossed, pondered for a long time.
"Hei Dou."
"Yes?" Hei Dou, who was licking his fur, looked up and blinked. "What is it, boss? Any orders?"
"Is the place you went to far from here?"
"Close!"
"Let's go, take me there."
"Heh..." Hearing this, Hei Dou instantly burst into laughter, saying slyly, "Boss, are you planning to skim some profits?"
A smile appeared in Chen Yu's eyes.
"What do you think?"
There was no need to ask such a question.
Of course!
Never mind whether those mercenaries were here to hunt him or not, if hundreds of mercenaries were involved in a fight, with their lives hanging in the balance, how many resources could be plundered from them?
If he didn't go, what's the difference between him and a salted fish?
Moreover—
Chen Yu also needed to confirm whether those mercenaries were looking for him.
"If that's the case, shouldn't I get some credit?" Hei Dou asked, his dark eyes bright. "I should have made a great contribution, right?"
"Alright, you get credit!"
Patting Hei Dou's little head, Chen Yu turned his gaze to the horse-headed man.
"City mercenary, you should know them, right?"
"I know them, not all of them, but some." The horse-headed man nodded cautiously. Chen Yu nodded with satisfaction and smiled. "Good, it's fine if you know some. Stay put here and don't move around."
With that, Chen Yu walked out of the camp and put the camp back into his wristband.
"Let's go!"
The halo flickered.
Fortunately, Chen Yu hadn't explored the underground cave and had kept the invitation letters. Following Hei Dou, Chen Yu finally arrived at a wilderness area.
"Boss, look..."
As far as the eye could see, withered yellow grass dotted the place, giving it a desolate appearance. Amidst the overgrown grass, countless mercenaries lay on the ground, seemingly unconscious.
"Whoa!"
Seeing this, Chen Yu couldn't help but exclaim.
Just as Hei Dou had said,
There must have been hundreds of mercenaries lying there.
Taking out the five-colored sword, Chen Yu walked forward slowly, holding the hilt, and approached a beastman mercenary. He placed his hand on the mercenary's arm.
Cold!
Of course—
This coldness wasn't the absence of body heat after death, but rather a chill as if they had been frozen or just taken out of a block of ice.
Indeed.
As soon as this thought arose, Chen Yu noticed ice crystals on the beastman.
He checked the mercenary's breath.
He could still feel breathing.
He stood up and looked around. The unconscious mercenaries showed no signs of injury, unlike what would be expected after a firefight. They were curled up, as if they had just emerged from an ice cave.
Could it be that they had all turned into ice pops earlier?
"Did the temperature in the underground cave just drop?" Chen Yu raised an eyebrow. Hei Dou nodded in agreement, "It was indeed quite cold when I came here earlier. It seems to have gotten better now."
Chen Yu's eyes widened subconsciously.
Was the ecological environment in the underground world so harsh?
Were the temperature fluctuations so severe?
"Servant, be careful, there's a very strong aura here," a whisper came from beside his ear. Chen Yu slightly shifted his gaze and lowered his voice. "Where?"
"Up ahead."
The little devil's brows were tightly knit.
Chen Yu, holding the five-colored sword, followed the little devil's instructions and came to the side of a middle-aged man. Half a meter away from him, a greatsword lay discarded.
"This sword looks good, I'll take it."
Grabbing the sword, Chen Yu threw it back into his warehouse, then looked down at the middle-aged man.
His condition seemed to be the worst.
Even now, ice was still covering him without melting. His eyebrows, beard, and hair were covered in frost, and his eyes were tightly shut, trembling.
"Is this person very strong?"
"At least Golden tier or above," the little devil nodded definitively. Chen Yu's eyes widened instantly upon hearing this.
Golden tier?!
This...
Immediately, Chen Yu found an open space and placed his main camp on the ground.
"Horse-face, come out and take a look, are these mercenaries from your group?" Chen Yu called out to the camp. The horse-headed man, who had been crouching on the ground, hurried out.
After running a few steps, he stopped in front of a mercenary and examined him for a long time, then moved to other mercenaries.
"Yes!"
Whoa!
They were indeed the mercenaries who had come to hunt him!
In that case?
Could this be considered divine justice?
The mercenaries wanted to hunt him, but heaven couldn't stand it and directly sent a blizzard, freezing all the mercenaries into ice pops.
Chen Yu was about to clap his hands in joy.
He had been worried about how to deal with the Golden tier expert, and now they were frozen so badly they couldn't even open their eyes.
"Er Gou!"
"Here!"
"Come, carry this person back and tie him to the torture rack," Chen Yu said, pointing at the Golden tier expert on the ground, tilting his chin slightly.
As long as he was dealt with, those beastman mercenaries would pose no threat to him.
Just as Chen Yu was contemplating how to drain these beastman mercenaries dry, Kuka, dressed in undead mage attire and holding a skeleton staff, walked up carrying a young man.
"Boss, this kid was trying to run!"
"What are you doing? I'm telling you, I'm a direct descendant of the Sca family. If you..."
Bang!
Before the youth could finish speaking, Chen Yu flicked his hand and slapped him across the face.
"The Sca family is nothing!" Chen Yu spat and roared. "Are you out of your mind? Can't you see we're robbers? You're talking about family to a bandit, are you sick?! Do you want everyone to know you're a big prize and get squeezed hard? Talking about family, what era is this? If I told you my background, you'd wet your pants from fright."
"You..."
The youth, having been slapped, was inexplicably stunned and felt as if this scene was somewhat familiar.
"You're with that person just now..."
"Shh!" Chen Yu raised his hand to cover the youth's mouth and put a finger to his lips. "Don't make noise, it annoys me. Be careful, I'll kill you."
"You, what exactly do you want?"
Perhaps frightened by Chen Yu, the youth didn't dare to shout anymore.
"What? Can't you tell?" Chen Yu said speechlessly. "Alright, then listen clearly. This road was opened by me, and this tree was planted by me. If you want to keep your life, you should understand!"
???
These familiar words once again reached his ears, and the youth involuntarily tilted his head.
It's just...
Déjà vu again?!
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Author's note:
Good evening, evening. Are you sleeping?