Dominate the world in three weeks?

Under the busy tidying up and treatment, the night soon came to this thick green forest.

Terrence picked up Lu Sien who kept stuffing something in his mouth: "Come with me."

"Uh, uh... uh?"

Lu Sien, who was chewing the meat, uttered unknown syllables, and was dragged into the tent by Terrence.

"What's up?"

The tall archer raised his hand and licked off the remaining oil with his tongue. This action made Terrence closed his eyes unbearably. He took out a handkerchief and threw it to Lu Sien: "Wipe it clean, idiot!"

"……Oh."

The archer paused, then picked up a clean white handkerchief.There was a hint of loss and regret on his expression.

Terrence was too lazy to say anything more about the hungry ghost-like habit of the archer. He said "Go on" and threw the things in his hand to Lu Sien's head.

The archer saw a silver light flashing towards him, and reflexively stretched out his hand to catch it. He opened his palm and found that it was the cufflink-shaped interspatial bag that Terrence had discovered during the day.

He raised his head in confusion, and Terrence had already sat down beside him: "It's useless for me to keep it, I'll give it to you. It's the reward for your extra work these days."

"Work?"

Lu Sien grasped the key words of Terrence's last sentence.

"That's right. I haven't been safe since I entered the White Bone Tower Forest. I always feel that my luck may be even worse. From now on, you will always be by my side."

Terrence had observed Lu Sien carefully in the past few days. This man was silent, dull and unsophisticated, but he had a good kung fu. Compared with other people in the team, he was more reassuring.

Not to mention taking advantage of the closeness that the other party has towards him due to the longing for his relatives, Lu Sien has nothing else to ask except for being more obsessed with food. It is this flawless combat power that has gained Terrence's trust.

Outside the tent, the team members with deep black masks were still asleep. They looked at their gains today one by one, and they were still a little excited. Those batches of Warcraft crystals could make them a small fortune, let alone some alchemy props .

The sixth-level thief Lu Mu kissed the small dagger in his hand, and carefully put it into the cowhide pocket on his waist.Then, as if he remembered something, he slid to Cynthia's side.

Cynthia has been keeping a distance from the rest of the team since the robbers attacked. Although she didn't really go to Vic to fight like she shouted in the battle, she was still very angry and determined to go after this mission. Just say goodbye to the deep black mask.

Vic was sitting not far from Cynthia. He wanted to admit his mistake and apologize after the female mage was in a better mood, but she didn't even want to look at him.

At this time, Lumu had already walked to Cynthia's side. He sat down beside the female mage, and asked in a mysterious whisper: "You said today that the thing that Mr. Hyman is holding is the original fruit, is it true or not?"

Cynthia glanced at him: "Mr. Heyman said it was the seed of the lover vine, do you still doubt it? Besides, whether it is true or not has nothing to do with us."

Lum curled his lips: "I think there must be something strange in it. You see, Mr. Hyman was about to leave the forest just after getting that thing. Isn't he worried about something?"

"I advise you to put away your narrow-mindedness. Even if it is really the original fruit, what do you want? Don't forget, we all signed the oath, which stipulates that all the magic plants belong to Mr. Hyman, which violates the regulations. You have only one way to die!"

Lum didn't listen to Cynthia's warning at all, but his eyes lit up because of the female mage's words: "So, do you really think it's the original fruit? By the way, what kind of oath is that! Mr. Hyman may have come in to look for that thing What? We made up an oath just in case we... Come on, I don't believe it's true!"

The sound of Cynthia talking to Lum attracted Vic's attention. He approached and heard Lum's words, and immediately scolded in a low voice: "What are you thinking, Lum! Mr. Hyman has already given so much commission, He is still willing to give us all the monsters he hunted along the way, and today is the same, he only wants such a little thing! What else do you want to miss?!"

Lum said unwillingly: "That's the original fruit! At the auction, the base price of 8000 crystal coins can be bid and there is no price for the original fruit! Think about it, Vic, as long as we can get it, we don't have to worry about our livelihood anymore Now, you can easily get whatever you want! Abundant resources, powerful teachers and even noble titles... Vic, isn’t it because of these things that we worked so hard as mercenaries?”

Vic frowned and didn't speak for a while.

Cynthia sneered at the two people in front of her, got up and walked away.

Her laughter woke Vic up from his deep thoughts, and his face suddenly turned red and then pale. What Loum said really shook Vic's heart-the human mind is born with a desire to be superior, but Vik Ke never wants to be a person who sells his dignity and morality for money.He turned cold, and said to Lum: "Stop thinking about it, our job is to send Mr. Heyman out of the forest safely, and you don't want to make trouble."

Lum shrugged.

The next day's journey did not cause any misfortunes. The deep black mask was gradually drifting to the outskirts of the forest, and the levels of monsters and magic plants had dropped.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, Lu Mu caught a sixth-level swordsman while everyone was collecting firewood. He was of the same level as this person and often hung out with each other on weekdays.

Lu Mu took the swordsman to a big tree and whispered for a long time. The swordsman responded with some hesitation: "Are you really going to do this? I always feel uneasy, that oath..."

Lum rolled his eyes: "Why are you so timid? Have you heard of that thing? Who would believe that a few drops of blood on a piece of paper can kill someone?"

He snorted, and said impatiently: "Do you want to do it or not! Think about the money, there will be times when you regret it!"

"Don't, don't, Brother Lumu!" The swordsman stopped Lumu, but still hesitated. "What if things get serious, the captain can't justify it."

"What are you afraid of? I want that fruit, and nothing else will change. You can't trust my craftsmanship! It's just that it's really messed up. A person like Vic who protects his weaknesses will at most quarrel with you."

The two muttered for a while, and walked back as if nothing happened.

When everyone was falling asleep at night, the swordsman who planned with Lumu managed to talk through Vic, and let him and Lu Sien be the third wave of night watchman.

And Lum took advantage of this moment to sneak into Terrence's tent from behind.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the late night when Terrence was fast asleep, and steal the ring from Terrence's hand, but he didn't expect that just as he put down the corner of the rolled up tent, a voice rang above his head.

"Come late at night, Mr. Thieves, don't you think he's being rude?"

Terrence stood on the other side, looking at him with folded arms, the dark shadow under the hood made Lum startled at this moment.

The hands of the sixth-level thief were already sweaty. He laughed and said, "I'm sorry, I went to the wrong place when I got up to go to the bathroom."

"In that case," Terrence didn't want to say anything, and pointed to the door, "I think you can go back to sleep."

"Of course, of course." Lum nodded, and walked over while brushing Terrence's body.

But his hand had already reached into the waist pocket, which contained the dagger with paralyzing effect that Lum had just obtained.

The shiny knife light flashed into Terrence's eyes, and the little duke only had time to bend down and roll on the ground, narrowly avoiding the blow.

During the tumbling, his hat fell off, revealing a pale face that was not exposed to sunlight.

Terrence lowered his eyes and said softly, "Tsk tsk, I hate sneak attacks and daggers the most."

His voice was too soft, and Lumu didn't hear it, but his ambition was aroused because of his pale profile and bowing his head to show weakness.The thief quickly approached him and put the knife on his neck: "I advise you not to yell, or my dagger will be cut off, do you believe it?!"

Terrence nodded weakly, "I, I listen to you, I can give you what you want, please don't kill me."

"Then hand over the original fruit!"

Terrence raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "You really want this."

Lumu impatiently pointed at the dagger: "What are you laughing at! Today's red fruit is indeed the original fruit, take it out quickly!"

"Of course, Mr. Thief. I am willing to give it to you." Terrence smiled and raised his left hand, a ring on the index finger was shining. "It's in there."

Under the light of the oil lamp, the thin white palm seemed to be able to see the blue blood vessels and flowing blood transparently.And the emerald ring embedded on the finger is like a stream of light.

Without even thinking about it, Lum stretched out his other hand to touch the ring, but the moment he touched the gemstone, he suddenly let out a terrible cry!

The bright red blood oozed out from his skin little by little, soaking the thin tights and dyeing it red. Lum felt as if a wooden stick was stirring vigorously inside his body, trying to stir up his internal organs and flesh and blood. into juice/liquid.

He couldn't bear to spit out a mouthful of blood, which was spraying on Terrence's body next to him, and then fell down convulsively.Terrence stood up and took a few steps away, fanning away the heavy smell of blood with his hands.

He looked at Lumu with a look of unwillingness in his eyes, struggling but couldn't say a word, as if he was watching a pantomime or the blurred past in front of the timeline: "Trying to take things that don't belong to you, Such a bad boy should be punished." He blinked, and his eyes refocused on Lumu, "You stupid people with little knowledge, I have already said that the oath will restrict your behavior. It's a pity that you understand now These are useless."

After Terrence finished speaking, he put on his hat again to hide his indifferent expression.

Lumu's screams and the accompanying bloody smell alarmed the others, and the first ones to run in were Lu Sien, who was in charge of the night watch, and the sixth-level swordsman.

At this time, Lumu had died with his eyes wide open, all his blood had flowed out, soaking the soil under his body, his skin had become shriveled and black, like a dried sausage, and the bloody smell in the air was simply overwhelming. It was sticky like flowing liquid, and the swordsman covered his mouth and stomach and turned his face to the side, making a retching sound.

Seeing this situation, Lu Sien also frowned. He strode over the corpse to Terrence's side and asked, "Are you injured?"

Terrence shook his head, deeply satisfied that Lu Sien could still think of protecting his job in this situation.

Not long after, Vic and the others also rushed over, seeing the almost inhuman Lum, their eyes widened in surprise, and asked, "What's going on?!"