Primordial Sequence

Camus didn't want to enter the strange red castle at all. Whether it was the sealed objects or the strange things that happened inside, he had already felt disgusted with the castle. However, the prayers beside him were like continuous bombs attacking his brain. Camus covered his head and stopped.

"Stop making noise."

Asgard, Wulin City, with Camus's scolding, the people praying to Camus suddenly stopped. Just now, a voice appeared in their hearts.

"Stop making noise."

"The Red Emperor responded, she responded." Some women shouted enthusiastically, and their voices led the enthusiasm of the entire Wulin City. The whole Wulin City knelt down and prayed to the Red Emperor together.

"You are the great crimson king, you are the all-knowing great sage, you are the eternal prophet who sees through the fog, you are the first king who changed women, our red emperor, respected red emperor."

Outside the Red Castle, as more prayers came, Camus, who was bombarded by the prayers, collapsed to the ground, white foam spitting from the corners of his mouth, and a touch of crimson appeared in his eyes without any spirit. In a daze, Camus saw a woman wearing a red luxurious dress, a ruby ​​crown on her head, and a ruby ​​scepter in her hand walking down from the high throne. At her feet, two ladies in different clothes knelt, one wearing a white lace headscarf with a crimson sword hanging around her waist, and the other with a cold face, wearing a white and blue cross robe, and carrying a magic box with a cross on her back.

The picture collapsed like a bubble here, and Camus' eyes gradually showed a trace of clarity, and he stood up with his head covered.

"They are praying to me. Am I the king? When did I become the king?" After this incident, Camus realized a fact. The Red Castle did not appear for no reason. He was very likely the so-called king.

"Red Emperor? Who did Susie not tell me about this?" Camus recalled the woman in the red dress. He suddenly had a strong idea in his mind. I want to wear women's clothes.

In Bilin City, Camus, who was sleeping on the table, woke up. He opened the gift box for some reason, took out the red dress he bought before, and put it on.

As the face changed, the same face as in the dream appeared in the mirror. This was a girl with blonde hair and extremely delicate face, blue eyes, high nose, white skin and beautiful appearance. Although she was only wearing an ordinary court dress, she could not suppress the innate noble temperament.

"I am so beautiful." Seeing himself in the mirror, Camus had an idea in his mind. It would be nice to wear women's clothes for a lifetime.

After admiring himself for a while, Camus took off his clothes reluctantly. He restored his previous face and sat on the bed in thought.

"I must find out who the emperor in my dream is. If he is real, will he be able to bring me any benefit? I have to go to the extraordinary gathering place again. I was in a hurry last time. This time, I will go to the Jialan Exchange to see if I can sell a few formulas to maintain my life. By the way, I will look for the formulas and promotion knowledge of the third stage of the makeup artist."

Kamiu fell asleep as planned. As expected, it snowed harder the next morning. The snow was so heavy that the visibility was less than ten meters. Camus reached out to take the snowflakes and watched it melt in his hands with a grin.

"Maybe I can work part-time as a weather forecaster? But is there such a profession in this world?"

Because he had no money, Camus could only walk to the Jialan Exchange. Fortunately, he had simply figured out the plan here in the past few days. After only two hours, he came to the quiet Jialan Exchange. Because of the heavy snow, there was no one in the open-air arena. Under the gaze of the gatekeeper, Camus walked into the arena.

"Sir, do you need a guide?" As soon as Camus entered the door, Tom, covered in snow, ran over excitedly. His face was red from the cold, and of course there were two white things flowing in front of his nose as usual.

"No, I'll go down by myself." Because Camus had changed his face, Tom didn't recognize him as "Mr. Cold". In addition, Camus was so poor that he was almost a trouser, so he naturally didn't ask Tom to lead the way.

"Okay, sir, I wish you good luck." Hearing that Camus didn't need a guide, Tom's face showed a hint of disappointment. He ran back to the corner and looked at the door with expectation. Because of the heavy snow, his body was covered with thick snow in the blink of an eye.

Camus sighed and walked underground. He didn't know why Tom was so dedicated, but he also had things to do and didn't have time to pay attention to these.

As Camus entered the underground exchange, a wave of heat hit him. It was different from the outside. The underground exchange was bustling with people. It seemed that the heavy snow did not dampen the enthusiasm of the extraordinary people. Camus did not buy a black robe because he had no money. He wandered among the trading crowd to see if there were any items he needed. However, this time Camus saw a different picture. There was a door in the distance. Some extraordinary people came out with joy or disappointment. However, only a few were happy, and most were disappointed. Camus immediately grabbed a person passing by and pointed at the door. "Sir, please ask, what is going on over there?" The black-robed man who was pulled by me was a little angry, but when he saw that Camus was not wearing a black robe, his body suddenly turned cold. People who appeared in this way were either extremely confident in their own strength or had a deep background. He couldn't afford to offend either of them.

"There is a secret exchange over there. There are precious extraordinary items in it, and there will even be advanced magic potion formulas. You just need to exchange them according to the other party's needs." The man in black robe introduced in a low voice, and Kamiao listened. He opened the door and walked over there. He had just looked at the stalls outside. Most of the stalls outside were low-level extraordinary items and low-level formulas. There was nothing useful at all. Maybe there would be something he needed inside.

Camus walked into the small door and saw that the room was very large. Some exchange requests were projected on the wall using some special means. There were seats on the ground floor. Some people in black robes were really staring at the people floating above. Information, some people would go to the window next to them to chat if they thought they could. Camus also found a place to sit down and watched it carefully. Indeed, as the man said, most of the information floating above were high-grade extraordinary materials. Camus even saw a few high-level formulas. One was the formula for the Son of Light in the fifth stage of the sequence. The other party's request was the black wizard formula in the same stage of the sequence one, the black scholar's path, and the third stage. Camus had this formula, but the son of light He doesn't need the recipe.

One is the Gravedigger formula of Sequence 1, Stage 3, and the other party requires the formula of Deep Sea Favored, Sequence 10, Stage 3. This formula is not available and I am not interested in it.

At this moment, a piece of information appeared on it, exchanging the formula of the three weapon masters of the eighth stage of the sequence, which can be exchanged with money or extraordinary materials. People who saw this low-level information suddenly lost interest. Although the sequence was terrible, but the stage The third formula is still very precious. After all, the Adventurer's Guild has not opened the formula to the outside world since stage two. Most people here are not short of money, and they pay more attention to what they need.

"Yes, it's you." Camus' eyes lit up when she saw the news. She lacked a lot of things, but money was the most lacking now. When Susie copied the formula, she took a few glances at it, and she still remembered it clearly. Sequence eight stage three weapon master's potion formula. Thinking of this, Camus stood up and walked to the window.

"Sir, I have the formula for the third stage of the eighth sequence. I need to exchange it with him." Kamius said, pointing to the exchange of information. In the window was an old man who was blind in one eye. He glanced at Kamius and took out Got a brand.

"Wait in room 105. The buyer will come over as soon as possible. We guarantee your safety 100%, but you will have to pay 20% commission afterwards." The blind old man ordered, pointed to a door in the corner and opened the door. Kamius remained silent. He took the wooden sign and cursed in his heart.

It’s so damn dark, 20%, why don’t you grab it? People have to bow their heads under the eaves, alas...who says they have no money?

Camus took the wooden sign and found Room 105. This was a separated room. There was only one stool in the room. There was a small circular door on the separated stone wall. There was also a microphone on the table. Look. It seemed that this was how they communicated. Kamiao raised his eyebrows and sat on the chair and waited quietly. After a while, a slightly thicker voice came from the microphone.

"Do you have the recipe for Sequence 8, Phase 3?"

When Kamiao heard that the buyer had arrived, he became energetic, picked up the phone and spoke.

"I do have the recipe for Phase 3."

Hearing that Camus had a formula, the person on the other side pondered for a while before speaking in a low voice.

"I will give you 1,000 gold coins in exchange." Hearing that the other party was offering 1,000 gold coins, Camus took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and spoke in a low voice.

"That's not enough. This is the formula for stage three, and I guarantee its authenticity."

"How many do you need?" Hearing not enough, the other person asked in a low voice. Kamiao thought for a while and gave a number.

"2000 gold coins."

"Impossible, 2,000 gold coins is far beyond his value. If you still pay this price, our transaction can be over." Hearing the two thousand gold coins, the other party's tone was a little urgent and resolute. Kamio touched his chin. He held out another number.

"1800"

"1,500, I can offer up to 1,500. If you agree, we can sign an agreement." The man on the other side rejected Camus and gave a new price.

"make a deal."

Kamiao smiled slightly when he heard this and spoke calmly. It seemed that this was the other party's bottom line price.

"Okay, let's go to Mr. Rohr's place to witness. Someone will take you there afterwards." Hearing Camus agree, the other person was obviously relieved. He passed a voice, and Camus sat quietly on the stool. After a while a young attendant spoke in a low voice.

"Sir, your trader is already waiting for you." Camus opened the door and walked out. Under the guidance of the attendant, he came to a smaller living room. There were two people standing in it, one of whom was wearing a smart suit. , the old gentleman with a monocle and the bearded man with a scar at the corner of his mouth, saw that it was him Camouflage smiled, the bearded man also saw that his trader was a slightly younger and ordinary-looking man, he He stretched out his big hand and spoke in a low voice.

"Welcome, this is Mr. Rohr. He will witness our transaction and verify its authenticity." Camus nodded slightly when he heard this, and he bowed slightly to show respect to Rohr.

"Okay, you can write down your formula. I swear to the forbidden goddess that I will not reveal the contents of the formula and make an absolutely fair ruling." Hearing the other party's oath to the forbidden goddess, Kamu suddenly understood. As to the origin of the other party, the other party is definitely a transcendent from the Sequence 1 Black Scholar path, and he is also an extremely powerful transcendent. The opponent's level will not be lower than level three at least. As for whether he is a person from the Underworld, he needs further research. .

Camus picked up the paper and pen on the table and wrote out the complete weapon master formula, and handed it to Rolle respectfully. Rolle glanced at the formula and nodded to the bearded man.

"It is indeed a real formula, and it is an ancient formula. The name of one of the materials on it is still the name of the third era. I can point out the contemporary name of this material for you for free." Hearing that it is a real formula, Luo Zi Mr. Hu's face clearly showed a hint of joy. He took out a cashier's check from Madika Imperial Bank and handed it to Mr. Rohr.

"This is a promissory note of 1,500 gold coins. The transaction rule is a commission of 300 gold coins. You can go to Willy to exchange for a promissory note or gold coins of 1,200 gold coins. As for you, you also need to pay a commission of 300 gold coins and items of equivalent value. "Rohr verified the authenticity of the promissory note and handed it to Camus. Camus' heart bleeds when he heard that he wanted to receive a commission of 300 gold coins. He just said a few words together and the two of them paid a full 600 gold coins. price.

After the identification, Luo Er turned around and walked out. Camus sighed softly, took the cashier's note and turned around to leave. The bearded man also held his chest in extreme pain. This was what he had earned with hard work for three years, and it was gone all of a sudden. Well, no wonder it is said that extraordinary people are like a bottomless pit, and mechanics are even more like a huge bottomless pit.