Chapter 136: The New Rogue Camp

"That's the way it is."

Lan Wu faced Akara and others and expressed his opinions in detail. After returning to Rogge's camp, he immediately sent Flora and others away and came to see Akara alone. But he didn't expect that Kasha and other big shots were also there.

Unexpectedly, no one cared about Claudia's origins. Except for Akara, Kasha and others had strange expressions, looking up and down as if they were looking at an alien. This greatly hurt Lan Wu's self-esteem.

Isn't it just a little insignificant tattoo on the face and hands? What's the big deal? You mean those fifteen little amulets? I don’t know. As a living benefactor, it’s normal to be a little bit special.

"Ahem."

Akara was indeed Akara, and with just two coughs, the meaning was immediately conveyed to the hearts of Kasha and others. Suddenly no one looked at Lan Wu anymore, but everyone seemed to be taking a sneak peek without leaving any trace.

"The rest is up to you." Lan Wu rolled his eyes, turned around and left without any hesitation. I can't stay in this place. You have to find a way to hide the talismans and these fifteen small amulets on your body. It’s too embarrassing to be a national treasure all the time.

"Wait a minute." Qiaxi confidently shirked the responsibility: "Farah and I have already translated the book on magic blacksmithing. I believe you must be eager to see it as soon as possible."

After saying that, she turned to Kasha and others, and said with an unscrupulous smile: "The rest will be left to you. You know, this is not my expertise. Forging is my life."

"Sorry, I have to go check on that little girl Flora. Without me keeping an eye on her, she must not be practicing well." Kasha was even more decisive and rushed out of the tent before Lanwu and Qiaxi.

"As expected of Lord Kasha." Lan Wu was dumbfounded and speechlessly pressed down the hem of his clothes that was blown up by the wind.

"Oh, I remembered." Kane slapped his forehead in sudden enlightenment, grumbled and walked outside, sighing: "I almost forgot that I still have to go to the Tristram Library to rescue precious information."

Lan Wu and Qia Xi were stunned. In the blink of an eye, only Kidd and Akara were left in the tent. Almost at the same time, the two of them cast their eyes on Kidd's face, expecting what kind of excuse this profiteer would come up with.

"Thirty thousand gold coins, thank you for your patronage." Kidd's face was filled with a bright smile. He didn't even look at Lan Wu and Qiaxi, and looked directly at Akara.

Lan Wu was finally relieved. This is a Kidd-like excuse. Akala is a powerful alchemist, but not a good businessman. She sells magic props such as potion scrolls here. In addition to purchasing raw materials, all the income earned is invested in the construction of Rogge's camp. Not to mention 30,000 gold coins, even 300 gold coins cannot be obtained.

In short, she has no money.

Akara smiled and said nothing, obviously having expected this result. This job will be hers from start to finish. Apart from her, there was no one in the entire Rogge camp who could match the eye of the mind.

"Hey, you can't blame me. I once swore that all my efforts must be rewarded accordingly. Thirty thousand gold coins is just a small amount. I didn't expect you didn't even have thirty thousand gold coins." Kidd looked innocent and shook his head. Walked out of the tent.

"Uh... do you need my help?" Lan Wu thought for a while, he must not live up to the party's teachings at this time, he should step forward and help others is the basis of happiness.

"Of course, I need you to bring that girl over." Akara turned around and walked to his workbench with a smile.

"As you wish." Lan Wu smiled, turned and walked out of the tent.

"Come with me, you should see how much the camp has changed." Qiaxi walked out of the tent and walked to the front to lead the way.

Lan Wu did not refuse. Calculating carefully, I stayed in Lugaoyin for almost a month and a half. This time, in the rush to hand over Claudia, the hot potato, to Akala, he didn't have time to take a closer look at what Rogge's camp looked like now.

Along the way, Lan Wu felt more incredible as he watched. The changes in Roger's camp have been earth-shaking. The chaotic tents in the past have disappeared without a trace, replaced by neat wooden houses, still exuding the unique fragrance of wood.

It can be seen that Camp Rogge has been re-planned. Streets were created and various functional areas were divided. Although Akara's tent has not changed, it is still located in the center of Rogge's camp. Taking this as the starting point, the four directions of southeast and northwest are residential area, market, consumption area and craftsman area.

Qiaxi took him along the street leading to the artisan district. Along the way, not a single civilian was seen on the streets. The wooden houses on both sides of the street have their own characteristics, and wooden signs with pictures of medicine bottles, hammers, etc. hanging on the door.

Lan Wu was immediately shocked. He just put forward the idea of ​​re-planning Rogge Camp. Unexpectedly, Akara and the others had a more thoughtful idea. These wooden houses are neatly planned. This area is where alchemists gather, and that area is where blacksmiths gather. It's clear at a glance. You won't be looking for it for a long time like a headless fly.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Qiaxi." Lan Wu witnessed the miracle created in just over a month and immediately suggested: "I want to walk around first. Can I come back to you later?"

"Aren't you in a hurry to learn magic blacksmithing?" Qiaxi turned around and smiled, with indescribable pride in his eyes. Obviously she learned a lot from the magic blacksmithing book during this period.

"Of course not." Lan Wu smiled, patted his chest confidently and said, "Even if Andariel comes, I can deal with it. Anyway, you can't run away. I'll go and see the changes in the camp first."

Qia Xi looked up and down in surprise, then shook his head and smiled, "It seems that you have gained a lot in Lu Gaoyin. Okay, I'll go first. Come find me after you finish shopping. If you can't find my shop, ask anyone. No one doesn't know my shop and Farah's shop."

"Okay." Lan Wu smiled, then approached Qi Xi mysteriously, lowered his voice and asked, "Is Farah convinced by you?"

"Of course not." Qi Xi shook his head as a matter of course: "She inherited the name Farah. She came here, but she was unwilling to watch me surpass her."

"What a pity." Lan Wu shook his head helplessly. If Farah could stay, it would be a great help. The explosion rate in this world is so low that blacksmiths are indispensable. Farah is an even rarer magic forger. With her, the Rogue Camp is comparable to Kurast Harbor and even the Demon Fortress. Once you fully comprehend the magic forging, it is not impossible to look down on Harrogath.

"Do you think I can't beat her?" Chasi squinted his eyes, looking unhappy: "I'm not afraid to tell you. She will never surpass me."

Lan Wu learned about this unexpected surprise and hurriedly lowered his voice and asked: "Did you secretly hide some of it?"

"Of course." Chasi was not embarrassed at all. This answer won Lan Wu's praise.

There is no free lunch in the world, and there is no need for selfless virtue. As a senior figure in the Rogue Camp, you have to abandon selflessness and devote yourself to the revolution to strengthen the camp. If you still maintain Akara's selflessness, the former Rogue Camp will be the future Rogue Camp. Sooner or later, it will be annexed by other forces.

Lan Wu said hello with satisfaction and left alone. Along the way, his unique appearance attracted a lot of attention, and the rate of turning back was as high as 100%. Unfortunately, no one recognized him. He didn't care, and walked around by himself, looking for the remaining defects.

After passing through the artisan area, he arrived at the residential area. This area is not small, probably covering the entire eastern area of ​​the camp and a small part of the northern area. One after another, wooden houses printed out of the same mold stand neatly on both sides of the criss-crossing streets. Some of the wooden houses are already inhabited, but they are all professionals or mercenaries, and there is no civilian. I think the civilians have migrated to Tristram.

This is good news.

The most valuable point of Tristram is here. Civilians can live a safe and worry-free life there. Farming, weaving and all other livelihoods are fully guaranteed.

Here, Lan Wu saw Lu Gaoyin's unique mercenaries-pikemen. He was very satisfied with Gretz. This is a trustworthy mercenary leader. The spearmen seen along the way all exuded a fierce atmosphere, and they were obviously the most elite part of Lu Gaoyin's mercenary union.

After spending several hours touring the residential area, Lan Wu came to the market again. As expected, he once again received 100% of the attention. But this did not arouse his interest. He saw a large number of magic equipment on these neat stalls.

Today he is no longer the rookie he was back then. The equipment made by the blacksmith and the equipment that exploded can be distinguished with just a glance. Although these equipment are low-level equipment such as cloth armor and leather armor, almost all of them are exploded equipment. Only a very small number of them are made.

After thinking about it, he was relieved again. It is likely that Bishuboshu led the army to attack not long ago. If you calculate carefully, according to the marching speed of Bishuboshu's army, it should have arrived by now. But it seems that Bishuboshu has suffered a great loss.

Recalling that he was so nervous because of the upcoming invasion of Bishuboshu, Lan Wu couldn't help laughing. He was really too nervous at the time. Now think about it, it's really a dream.

As they walked, the professionals who set up stalls and strolled around the market also withdrew their attention. He is just a weirdo, there is no need to waste too much time. Might as well take this opportunity to choose some equipment that he likes.

Not long after, Lan Wu stopped. At a fork in the road ahead, a clean and bright three-story wooden building came into his sight. His eyes lit up.

This is the professional guild that he proposed to establish.

The guild has now been completely accepted by professionals. Located in a market with a large flow of people, the entrance of the guild is crowded. Obviously, it has developed quite well.

Just as he was about to go over to admire his masterpiece, he suddenly saw a familiar back coming out of the guild. Seeing this acquaintance, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​entering the guild to take a look, and strode after him.

Crusader Virgil.