Different World Online

"The corpse of a shark lizard can be sold for money?" Joseph exclaimed with a surprised look on his face.

It's not that he is stupid, but their mercenary team has never killed such a giant beast, let alone understand it.

"Come, I'll teach you!" Steve became excited when talking about money.

“Look!

This complete head armor on the shark lizard's head can be polished and made into a shield. You will not lose money if you find a dwarf and sell it to him for 500 gold.

The carapace is actually of no use except for looking intimidating. However, the skin of the abdomen can be sold to a tailor shop and should be worth it.

The shark lizard's brain was taken out intact. This thing is part of the elemental ink. You can find a secret magic shop and buy it for about a thousand yuan.

By the way, the meat on both sides of the shark lizard's spine is quite expensive. The nobles should buy it. It can be bought for one or two hundred gold."

After saying that, Steve patted Joseph on the shoulder and casually held out five fingers.

"I want five hundred!"

Hearing this, Joseph, who was calculating his income, nodded without thinking;

A shark lizard beast, after being processed, can be sold for 1,600 to 1,700 gold coins;

Give the brother whose calf is completely disabled one thousand gold coins for retirement. One thousand gold coins are enough for him to buy a manor with good output and seven or eight slaves to maintain a good life in the second half of his life.

Of the remaining two hundred gold coins, each brother can get seven or eight gold coins, which is enough to make everyone earn enough for a whole trip.

He did not feel the slightest bit of resentment in his heart for having to give Steve five hundred gold coins;

The more they are mercenaries who live on the edge of a knife, the more they respect knowledge and respect knowledgeable people.

After dealing with the shark lizard's body, the entire caravan set out again;

Because of the extra income, all the mercenaries were in high spirits, with uncontrollable smiles on their faces.

Not only did the reconnaissance team members run faster, even the members whose calves were broken by the pressure sat happily in the carriage.

Although he lost his calf, at least he saved his life.

Moreover, the original pension of 500 gold coins was increased to 1,000 gold coins. Together with the savings he had accumulated over the years, it was enough for him and his children to live a worry-free and happy life for the rest of their lives.

On the other hand, Joseph, who was walking at the front of the caravan, was also very happy;

A small part of his happiness came from the extra income, but more of it came from how to deal with the shark-lizard beasts and how to steal Steve's command methods.

Steve's art of command, who came down from the Zerg battlefield, is completely different from the natives' command methods;

After all, the mercenaries mostly faced monsters in the wilderness, but Steve faced an endless swarm of insects;

The novice village is surrounded by chickens and ducks, and at most wild boars;

Steve’s novice village is surrounded by divine beasts!

It's really a dimensionality reduction attack!

In a joyful atmosphere, the caravan traveled safely for five days and arrived at their destination - Maple Leaf City.

Following the caravan past a dwarf blacksmith shop, after selling the shark lizard's head and armor, Steve took his own 500 gold coins and said goodbye to the mercenaries in their reluctant eyes.

Maple Leaf City, a city with a slightly decayed and sad style;

Red maple leaves fluttered in the wind, and there were few people on the street, with clothing mixed with that of humans and elves;

There are even fewer businessmen setting up stalls.

From the tall and mottled city walls, we can tell that this place was once glorious.

Seeing this, Steve smiled coldly in his heart.

There is a reason for the city's decline, and that reason is the primitive sect located in the Lurking Forest;

The Primitive Sect is a branch of the Druid Sect, advocating the original doctrine that everything should return to nature.

These fundamentalists were among the most terrible of the druids;

Let’s take a simple example, sheep and wolves;

The wolves in the forest were decimating the flocks, and these druids would kill the wolves;

But once there are too many sheep and they become a burden on the forest and vegetation, these people will ruthlessly kill the sheep to control their numbers;

Fundamentalists are the most extreme nature protectors. In order to prevent humans or orcs from cutting down trees and reclaiming farmland, they will even attack cities and kill the elderly and children.

In their eyes, these innocent people are guilty of original sin.

People need to ask for things from nature in order to survive, which is why Maple Leaf City, which is close to the rich Lurking Forest, is still poor and dilapidated.

At the same time, the Originalist Druids do not care about the cultists hiding in the Lurking Forest. As long as they do not destroy nature, they will not even pay attention to these cultists.

These cultists hide in the forest to avoid the clearance of the paladins, and they will even provoke fights between the paladins and the originalists by destroying the forest.

Gradually, the Lurking Forest became a hotbed for evil, affecting the development of Maple Leaf City to a greater extent.

To be honest, Steve didn't like these fundamentalists, they were too extreme.

It is said that some of the fundamentalist druids even maintain animal form for a long time, so that their humanity is gradually lost.

Strolling along the bleak streets of Maple Leaf City, Steve found the Church of the Suffering God in the city center with the help of passers-by.

The Temple of the Suffering God is one of the few temples in Maple Leaf City, and the only lawful good church besides the Temple of the Half-Elf God;

The most common thing these believers of the Suffering God do is to provide free medical treatment in the poorest places.

If there is any god in Toril who is willing to pay most attention to the poor, the sick and the suffering, it is probably Ilmater, the god of suffering.

Many people misunderstand or even laugh at Ilmater's teachings, but his church has the most loyal followers in all of Toril, including many paladins.

Young paladins may choose the Lord of the Morning and the God of Justice, but more paladins who have experienced inner torture are more willing to give their faith to Ilmater;

Ilmater taught them:

Helping all the wounded in the world and taking on the suffering of others is the most sacred act.

If you suffer for others, Ilmater will provide you with the courage and strength to carry on.

No matter what kind of pain or danger we suffer, we must stick to the correct principles without wavering; it is glorious to die for the right beliefs.

Ilmater’s teachings are firm but not extreme, and they accommodate wounded hearts;

Looking at the simple yet extremely solemn and dignified temple, Steve, who thought of Schudman, sighed dejectedly and walked in.

The Great Hall was not quiet, on the contrary, the Temple of Ilmater was chaotic and noisy;

On the blue brick floor of the hall, various blood-stained bandages were scattered around, and stretchers everywhere were filled with patients;

Most of them were skinny, half-dressed, with pale faces;

Even the half-elves with slightly pointed ears were not as handsome and beautiful as they should be. On the contrary, these people were just as skinny.

Although it is called a temple, it is more like a refugee concentration camp;

The priests walked among the stretchers, their pure white robes stained with stains like blood spots and pus;

Their expressions showed nothing but pity, not the slightest impatience.

Seeing Steve walk into the temple, a young female half-elf priest with a childish face soon approached him.

"Irmat, may I be of assistance?"

Hearing this, Steve nodded slightly with a serious expression.

“Donate.”

Hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up and a proper smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, please follow me. What's your name, sir?"

Hearing this, Steve was silent for a moment, and replied calmly and firmly:

"Schudeman, Shudeman Basha!"