The upcoming auction under Chapter 421 is a work of art from Teng Teng Hut—

   "Damn it!?"

  Power armor? !

   Staring at the battlefield on the computer screen, the whole person was dumbfounded, wishing to poke his nose into the computer.

  Not long after submitting the information, he wanted to see if there were any new instructions, but before he had time to look at the mission details, he saw a flashing gold mark added to the mission reward at a glance.

   After completing the entire undercover mission chain, you can get a power armor with no level limit!

   This is probably the mission with the highest reward in the whole server so far, right?

  Benefit from Aguang...

  The Zhandi guy's eyes flickered with excitement, his fists clenched unconsciously, and he couldn't stop muttering.

"understood!"

   "Will the mission rewards continue to increase if more information is discovered?"

   This sounds a bit like a break-in challenge on some TV show.

   The more levels passed, the higher the accumulated bonus. If the challenge fails, the accumulated bonus will be invalid. At present, his bonus pool has accumulated to a power armor!

  In the alliance's NPC store, the cheapest "Dragon Cavalry" power armor can only be bought for 1 million silver coins.

   And a power armor with no level limit...

   Just the "No Level" label in front is awesome enough!

  Thanks to not giving up at the time.

   If you let this go, you will die!

  Being moved by his persistence, the Zhandi guy took out a pen and paper from the drawer, and began to seriously ponder and perfect his second-five-year-old plan based on the existing information.

   While the Zhandi guy was writing, on the other side of the wasteland world, Chu Guang met Prince Kaliman in the living room of Dawn City.

   "...Dear Manager, may I ask why you summoned me at this late hour?" Kariman said in a respectful tone following standard court etiquette.

  Looking at this man with curly hair and a foreign face, Chu Guang made a gesture of invitation to the sofa beside him.

   "We don't have that much red tape here, sit down."

  Kariman nodded.

   While taking his seat, he has been carefully trying to figure out the expression on the manager's face, trying to read some clues from it.

  However, before he could study it carefully, the manager sitting there took the initiative to speak.

   "I have to tell you some unfortunate news. According to reliable information, a supply line is entering the Luoxia Province from the Buguera Free State, passing through the territory of the Golden Lizard Kingdom and arriving at the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion coalition—"

  Before Chu Guang finished speaking, Kaliman stood up from the sofa with his eyes wide open.

"This is impossible!"

   Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Kaliman quickly realized his gaffe, blushed and sat back, calmed down his excitement, and continued.

   "The Golden Lizard Dynasty has a marriage with us... My father's fourth wife is the sister of the current king of the Golden Lizard Dynasty."

  The fourth term is okay...

   Then you don’t have to do other things when you’re busy every day?

  Chu Guang thought that he was too busy before he got married.

   "How many wives can you marry there?" Out of curiosity, he couldn't help asking.

  Kariman was slightly taken aback, probably because he didn't expect the manager to be curious about this, but he still told the truth.

   "The Spirit of Sand Sea didn't tell us what kind of family we should form. It only told us that having more children would bring more blessings, and that those who are capable will work harder... So in theory, no matter a man or a woman, you can marry many, as long as both parties are willing."

"Of course, different countries have different interpretations of the teachings. For example, the Falcon Kingdom stipulates that ordinary people can marry up to 2, soldiers can marry 4, and those who have official positions or military achievements can marry more. The Honey Badger annexed by them is a husband Monogamy, thinking that healthy families can get the blessing of the spirit of the sand sea, but other kingdoms are not too entangled with this, at least in my opinion, the responsibility of the royal family is to feed the people, not how they live...We are Isn't it off topic?"

  Chu Guang coughed lightly.

   "It's not off topic...it will help increase the understanding of you among the residents of my shelter."

  Kariman's expression was a little bewildered, he nodded slowly, and returned to the previous topic to continue talking.

"In short, you don't have to worry. The Golden Lizard Kingdom and the Hump Kingdom are our strongest backing. When I set off, their reinforcements have already set off! Now they should be in the No. 9 oasis, with our people and the Honey Badger Kingdom Fight side by side with the Restoration Army!"

  Looking at Kaliman's determined expression, Chu Guang was a little uncertain for a moment, whether this guy was really naive, or if he had a superior psychological quality.

   "It was two months ago when you left?"

   "Exactly!"

"Then I have some very unfortunate news for you. Two months have passed. I don't know what's going on in the Hump Kingdom, but the reinforcements from the Golden Lizard Kingdom are still sitting on the border," Chu Guang looked at him with interest. "Is this the strongest backing you said?"

  A surprised expression appeared on Kaliman's face, and then turned into anger.

   "How is this possible? Even if it's not for the sake of blood, what reason do they have to support the puppets of the legion? Don't they know that once we lose, they will become the next target of the Falcon Kingdom?"

  Chu Guang said bluntly.

"That's because your understanding of interests is too shallow. There are many forms of interests, and different forms of interests have countless components. The final choice is the product of the game. Perhaps in their view, there is a better one." Choose. It is impossible to discuss a matter that has already happened, and I advise you to recognize the reality as soon as possible."

  Kariman fell into silence. After struggling for a while, he cast a suspicious look at Chu Guang.

   "...Wait, why do you know about the deployment of troops in the Kingdom of the Golden Lizard? This is at least five or six hundred kilometers away from the No. 8 oasis, right?"

  The suspicious look in his eyes was like a straw in the hands of a drowning man. Chu Guang could feel that he had already believed it, but he couldn't accept the fact that he was betrayed by his allies.

  "I naturally have my method. We are used to making careful plans before launching operations, and intelligence is an important part of it."

   After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Kaliman who was lost in thought, and continued.

   "We will go out immediately after the supply line is completed, the fastest in mid-August, but with your current situation, I worry that you will not last until then."

   "You'd better think of a way to do something, and you can't always count on us."

  Kariman was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, stood up and bowed slightly.

   "Thank you for the information you provided...I will report the truth to my father and king and do our best"

  Chu Guang asked: "The question now is how do you pass the news back? Do you walk on two legs?"

Kariman: "Don't worry about that, we brought a lot of pigeons here, and they can quickly send the news back to the kingdom... It may not be easy to expect a group of cowards to go to the front line, but if our princess writes a letter In the Lizard Kingdom, her family should do something."

  Even if the supply line cannot be cut off, even if it only causes a little trouble to it, the situation on the front line will be much better.

  Thinking of this, Kaliman couldn't help being annoyed. They didn't notice such important information, but instead heard it from foreigners outside the desert.

  These shameful traitors...

  Looking at Kaliman whose eyes were shining with anger, Chu Guang, who had succeeded in fighting the fire, nodded in satisfaction.

   "So the best."

  Does the pigeon pass the book?

  Those cooing little guys are really reliable, at least much more reliable than two legs.

  Using the influence of the Lion Kingdom to put pressure on the Golden Lizard Kingdom is only one part of it.

   What he wants to do is not only to harass the supply line, but also to cut off the source of this supply line - the Buguera Free State!

  As a vassal of the Great Rift Valley, this grandson actually flirts with the Legion behind his back. Can this cuckold Great Rift Valley bear it?

  Of course, this requires strong enough evidence to prove that this is not just a business, nor is it the personal behavior of a certain businessman, but the support that has risen to the national level.

  Watching Kaliman leave, Chu Guang smiled happily.

  Whether relevant evidence can be obtained depends on whether the field brother is strong...

  …

  No. 8 Oasis border, a small town near the desert, an inconspicuous hotel.

  Waking up from his dream, the Warfield guy was yawning and went downstairs to get some water to wash up. He was just about to follow the stairs back to his room to pack his things when he heard a soft conversation from the other end of the corridor.

  "...Bad news, the informant from the palace sent a message that there was an order to leave the palace early this morning. It is said that the guards and patrols at various borders are required to strictly check the caravans entering from the east and exiting from the west."

  The voice seemed to be that businessman named Adan.

  The warrior who was about to turn the corridor stopped when he heard this.

   Me?

  Is the effect so immediate?

  He had just reported the information in the morning, and the follow-up plot came as soon as he logged in to the game this evening, which caught him a little off guard.

  Normally speaking, wouldn’t you have to wait more than ten days to hear any news?

   Curious, the Warfield guy hid at the corner of the corridor and continued to listen.

  Standing in front of Adan, Kerway frowned and said with a slightly serious expression.

   "Is your news reliable?"

  Adan nodded, and said in a firm voice.

   "Don't doubt the source of the news. Although I can't reveal his identity to you, I can tell you with certainty that the one who cooperated with us has a high status in the Golden Lizard Kingdom."

  Kerway nodded, with a trace of solemnity floating between his brows.

  Strictly investigate the merchants entering from the east...

  This means that Adan's caravan will be subject to stricter inspections in the No. 8 oasis, and his identity as a Willant will obviously be more dangerous.

  Whether it is for the legion or himself, this is undoubtedly a bad thing.

  Adan rubbed his chin in puzzlement, his brows knit into a ball.

   "It's a bit strange that the royal palace issued an order at this point in time, especially I heard that it was because of the pressure from the Lion Kingdom that the royal family took action... This is even more strange."

  The warrior hiding behind the corridor heaved a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand very well, he didn't hear his name. The two of them shouldn't suspect him.

   Cole frowned slightly.

   "Is the situation serious?"

  Adan sighed.

   "It's not so serious...The decree is out of the palace. How to implement it is a local matter. As long as I don't run into the king's personal guards, even if I encounter interrogation, I can find a way to settle it."

   Paused, he continued with a embarrassed expression.

"However, your identity is a bit troublesome. After all, war has been declared with the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion in name. What worries me even more is that if the Lion Kingdom realizes that there are military supplies from the north to the Legion's position, they may Send cavalry to patrol the desert."

  Kerway was silent for a moment and said, "I'm causing you trouble...how about we split up?"

   "Don't say that, my lord, we can't leave you on the road alone."

  Adan hastily interrupted him.

  What he wanted was that the officer owed him favors, but he didn't think about throwing away the cash cow.

   Waiting for the Legion to rule the entire Luoxia Province, I will definitely use this relationship.

   "...In short, this is not a place to stay for a long time. There is not only one way to go to the No. 9 oasis. Let's get on the road as soon as possible after replenishing supplies."

  Kerway nodded cautiously.

   "It makes sense. I'll go and call my companions, and you go and call the others. We'll meet up in the backyard in half an hour."

  Seeing that the two were separated, the warrior sneaked back to his room along the stairs, packed his luggage, and waited quietly for his boss to knock on the door.

   Not long after, there was a knock on the door, followed by Kerway's gentle and rich voice.

   "Pangolin, it's time for us to hit the road, have you packed your things?"

  The Warfield guy stepped forward and opened the door, with his luggage already on his back, he said with his head held high.

   "Already, packed up my lord."

  Glanced at him approvingly, Coleway patted him on the shoulder.

   "Yes, you are very energetic. What the Legion needs is a warrior like you who is decisive and never procrastinating. I see the shadow of my chief Rachel in you."

   "Come with me, something has changed in the plan, and the departure time has been advanced by one hour."

   "By the way, don't call me your lord from now on, just call me Kerway."

  The field guy bit the bullet and nodded.

   "Yes, Mr. Colway..."

  Kerway smiled, but didn't care about his nervousness. He patted his shoulder hard and walked towards the stairs.

  The genius was bright, and a group of people quietly left the town and headed for the desert.

  Originally they were going to walk west along the No. 8 oasis for a while, and go around to the northwest side of the No. 9 oasis.

   But now it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. They must leave here before the border is closed and before the patrol team of the Lion Kingdom arrives, and choose an unfamiliar route to the position of the Falcon Kingdom and the Legion coalition forces.

   It is foreseeable that the road ahead will not be peaceful.

  Actually, if Kerway is abandoned, it will be much easier for Adan to lead the caravan by himself, and it is not impossible to sneak to the No. 9 oasis in the Golden Lizard Kingdom.

   But he didn't want to give up the favor he had so hard to get.

   And not far from him, the field guy who was following Kerway was also struggling in his heart.

   It seemed impossible to sneak into the base camp of the legion quietly. If the team of twenty or thirty people wanted to disappear in the desert, it might only be the blessing of the desert spirit.

   But if it is true what Adan said, the Lion Kingdom will send cavalry patrols, and he happened to bump into the patrols...

  Do you really want to shoot at friendly troops?

  Even if you don’t encounter a patrol, do you really want to send these supplies to the enemy, let them turn into hot metal bullets in the gun, and penetrate into the chests of friendly soldiers and even innocent civilians...

  If you immerse yourself in the game, it’s hard not to think about these realistic issues.

  Of course, he also admitted that it might be because the journey was so boring that he had nothing else to think about, so he thought about these boring questions...

  The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

  The blood-colored rays of light shone on the desolate desert, and everyone with different thoughts was heading in the same direction.

   While the Zhandi guy was full of thoughts, someone thousands of kilometers away was also full of complexities.

  Different from the sunset over thousands of miles of yellow sand, night has already quietly arrived in the province among the clouds far away on the east coast of the mainland.

   Here, day and night are two completely different worlds.

  When the curtain of night is put on, the whole city seems to be dancing.

  Rows upon rows of high-rise buildings are flooded by colorful neon lights, and aircrafts operating between steel and concrete are like endless rainbows.

  Vast information like a galaxy fills every corner of every eyeball.

  Even if it's just a short stay, people can't help but get lost in it.

Everyone living here has no doubt that this is the best time. They lived in that period of great and prosperous years. Flowers and wine are like the sky flowing eastward, and the fertile riverbed will never dry up. .

but-

   They are not ignorant of barbarism.

  They know very well that most of the land is still wild, especially the far west coast, which is the source of all chaos.

The people there are like wolves who grind their teeth and **** blood. They plunder wealth, enslave the population, tie the slaves with iron chains to work in the fields like livestock, and use the blood created to divide people into different classes from birth. .

  Whether it is slavery or the theory of blood, it is a historical legacy that this planet was swept into the garbage dump before it entered the era of prosperity.

  The capital named after the triumph sounded more like a tribute to war in their ears.

   In comparison, the cities of the Alliance sound much better. Whether it is dawn or dawn, that is the name that a city of civilized people should have.

  Residents of Ideal City can quarrel to the point of greeting each other's mothers because of the big shit, but they don't have any differences on the issue of the legion.

   That is the common enemy of the civilized world.

  Look, two centuries ago, everyone was committed to promoting that committee. They can turn a blind eye to the ugly things that those gunpowder-minded guys are doing in the western continent.

  But now, they actually extended their hands to the east of the Great Desert, and even tried to control the No. 0 Vault...the No. 0 Vault that was first discovered by the Silver Wing Group.

  They will never compromise this time.

  Of course, it would be even better if someone is willing to teach those beasts a lesson for them.

  A corner of the city core.

  In a magnificent top-floor building, there are figures in silver, gray, and black dresses, holding champagne in their hands, standing in the middle of the dance floor.

  Most of them are shareholders of the subsidiaries of the company, some from the five major groups, and many from some little-known small companies.

  At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the stands directly in front of the dance floor—two figures stood there.

  One of them is an ambassador from the alliance, his name is Shuyu.

  Everyone has heard some stories about him. It is said that this young man was born as a refugee and lost his family because of the chaos caused by the Legion Expeditionary Army.

  A young man like him, who should be at the age of study and study in the enterprise, has to provoke the burden of envoys to foreign countries and travel thousands of miles to strange cities.

  It is hard not to sympathize with that distressing life experience...even if it is not entirely out of "political correctness" against the Legion.

  The person standing next to him is Yue Qian, the head of the Enterprise General Management Department.

  Different from Wu Changnian from the Ideal Group, the "faction" he belongs to is the Silver Wing Group, and he is a shareholder holding a certain share of equity.

  The General Management Department of an enterprise is similar to the Protocol Department of an alliance. They are both departments in charge of master of ceremonies and event planning, as well as part of the diplomatic functions.

   As for the specific decision-making power, in the Supreme Council, this department is also directly responsible to the Council.

   Tentatively, it can be understood as the highest foreign minister.

  After a day of understanding, Shuyu has gradually figured out the power structure of the company.

  Although this is a decentralized management in name, in fact the Supreme Council is their center.

  The positions of various power departments are basically in the hands of shareholders of major groups.

  As for the inheritance rules and trading rules of equity, he has not figured it out yet.

  However, based on the surnames of the real power figures in each group, he can probably detect a little clue.

  For example, most of the real power figures in the Ideal Group have the surname Li, and the Duandian Group often sees people with the surname Yun, while the Silver Wing Group has the two surnames Yi and Luo mostly.

   "Let's toast to eternal friendship!"

  Hearing the voice in his ear, Shuyu recovered from his thoughts, and clinked glasses with him with a smile on his face.

"cheers!"

  The sound of toasting and interlacing resounded throughout the venue.

   Fang Chang, who was standing in the crowd, also clinked glasses, and sipped the sour sparkling wine in the glass, feeling a little sad in his heart.

  At this moment, his mind was not on the party at all, but on the task assigned to him by the manager.

  Promote the culture and products of the alliance...

   This is easy to say, but when he arrived in Ideal City, he realized that things were far from being as simple as he thought.

  The spiritual civilization of the wasteland people is extremely lacking, just like the tribal people in the middle of a certain continent in the real world, some gadgets from the industrial age are enough to arouse their excitement, let alone imported products from a strange world.

  However, this is the closest thing to an era of prosperity.

  This city belongs to another extreme in this wasteland. Their spiritual civilization is extremely rich, even rich to the point of emptiness and even boredom.

   In other words, I haven't seen anything before.

  Thinking about it, Fang Chang couldn't help adding another touch of melancholy to his eyebrows.

  Can I really complete the important task entrusted to me by the manager?

  At this time, Mole, who was shaking a glass of red wine, came over meanly, stood beside him and smiled.

   "Brother, where is your black silk? Have you worn it?"

   Fang Chang, who was already unable to complain, rolled his eyes.

   "How the **** do you know Hei Si!"

   Can you have some other pursuits?

   Ignoring this guy, Fang Chang cast his gaze directly in front of the stage.

  The "Supreme Minister of Foreign Affairs" of the company is giving a speech about friendship and peace, and announced that the party has entered the second process—a charity auction.

  The items at the auction are naturally gifts from the Alliance.

   As for why these gifts to enterprises appear at the auction, it is a long story.

  Because the company claims to be a decentralized management, Shuyu couldn't find a subject who could accept the gift.

  So, he referred to Wu Changnian's suggestion and auctioned the gift in the form of a charity party.

  The starting price of each lot is 100Cr, the highest bidder wins, and all the proceeds from the auction will be donated to the alliance.

  For the shareholders of the company, in this way, they can not only express their support for the just war by raising placards, obtain spiritual satisfaction, but also get some novel gadgets as collections.

  From the standpoint of the residents of Ideal City, there is no more fair distribution method than the one with the highest price.

  For the alliance, it is also possible to raise funds other than aid at the party.

  The people invited to the party are all the shareholders of the major groups in Ideal City. There are many rich people worth billions or even tens of billions here. In comparison, the aid of 300 million Cr is more like a drop in the bucket.

  Of course, the worth is the worth, and the real money is another matter. This cannot be generalized.

   But no matter what, it would be great to get some money from them and exchange it for some industrial equipment, weapons and ammunition that the Alliance urgently needs.

  War is still too expensive after all.

  Giving the microphone to the host of the auction, Yue Qian bowed slightly and walked off the stage with Shuyu.

  The two went behind the scenes talking and laughing.

  Fang Chang, who was standing in the venue, was staring at the host with locked eyes, and his palms were sweaty.

   After all, he knows what things are going to be auctioned next...

   What should come has finally come.

  The host cleared his throat, looked at the flashing words on the holographic teleprompter, and said in a loud voice.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, friends... Good evening everyone! It is an honor to be the host of this auction!"

   "Friends from afar have sent us gifts, which not only contain our same longing for a civilized world, but also our determination to never compromise on barbarism! We should also respond to it!"

   "All proceeds from this auction will be donated to the Alliance as funds to support the frontline!"

"Every credit point you pay in this auction will become a bullet fired at those villains! The meaning of these auctions will surpass all fine wines and flowers, no matter what price they are sold, they will be real Excellent value for money!"

   "Show our generosity, the money in your hands is your determination!"

   "History will remember this moment!"

   "Like that poll two centuries ago!"

  Honestly speaking, even Fang Chang felt a rush of heat in his heart after this impassioned speech.

   Unfortunately he has no money.

   Otherwise, I will play with a card.

  However, the host's next words poured cold water on his heart, causing his toes to tighten the soles of his shoes unconsciously.

   "The auction, which symbolizes friendship, has officially started. The first item on display is a work of art from the vine and vine hut!"

   "As the name suggests, this work of art was created by the well-known clothing designer Fujitō of the Alliance... This should be pronounced like this, although it sounds a bit strange."

   "The person who donated it is the tail!"

  The host beckoned.

  Like physical spotlights cast down from the ceiling.

  A model with a proud figure came to the front of the stage and showed off the artwork on her body.

   It was a maid outfit with a skirt that was altered to be very short, with white silk edges and black skirts.

   And those white knee socks.

   Both men and women at the scene focused their attention on the model, with surprise written in their eyes.

   I can’t tell how beautiful the clothes are, mainly because I haven’t seen them before and I think they are a bit novel.

   And this black and white color scheme is quite flattering.

   "Black and white... I didn't expect the residents of the Alliance to have similar tastes to ours."

   "Is that pants or socks?"

   "It should be socks... Who wears pants while wearing a skirt."

   "Is it too long?"

   "Hmm... feels a bit interesting."

   "Indeed, I haven't seen anyone wear it like this. This design style is quite unique."

  The people standing on the dance floor, with interested expressions on their faces, whispered in low voices.

   Bathed in the admiring eyes of everyone, the model couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth slightly.

  However, the voice of the whispering on the scene is too reserved, like a buzzing mosquito. Fang Chang didn't hear it very clearly, but felt that pairs of eyes in the hall were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally, and his toes almost picked out a villa in embarrassment.

  He really wanted to explain that the clothes could not represent the tastes of everyone in the alliance, but could only represent the tastes of one or two players.

   But it seems that everything is superfluous at this time.

  The same is true for the mole standing aside, bathed in the sight of intentional or unintentional glances to this side, with a stiff expression full of subtlety and discomfort.

  Although he does not deny that he is an LSP, it does not mean that he is willing to be studied XP in public.

  This is too shameful!

No-

  This game is too real!

   "Uh, I suddenly want to go to the toilet." After dropping this sentence, Mole planned to run away with oil on his feet. Anyway, he is also a soy saucer, and he can't compare with a certain war hero.

  However, the agility system of the T1 echelon is not as fast as T0 after all.

  Fang Chang had a "brilliant" smile on his face, and the bullet time started. One hand grabbed his shoulder, and forcibly caught the mole who was about to pee away.

   "You come back to me."

joke.

  If he is allowed to leave, all eyes will be on him?

  At any rate, I have to leave someone by my side to help share the oppressive feeling that is visible to the naked eye.

  Mole couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry.

   "Brother, you don't need to be nervous...Maybe because of cultural differences, they will understand this as... er, a formal attire?"

  Fang Chang: "Fucking hell, you look like this in a formal dress!"

  The part of raising the placard will start soon.

  Fang Chang only hoped that this session would end quickly.

  Brother Brink’s Gwent brand is a bit interesting, Irena’s “Old Godfather Chili Sauce” and Mosquito’s “Old Pit Sauerkraut Beef Noodles” are also acceptable, so they won’t let him die on the spot.

However-

  The development of things was beyond his expectation.

  As soon as the host's voice fell, someone immediately raised his right hand.

   "I offer 100Cr—"

   Less than half a second later, the second hand was raised.

   "500!"

   "2000!"

   "I pay 10,000!!"

   Following the 10,000 asking price, the atmosphere on the scene was instantly pushed to a peak.

   And this is obviously not the highest bid.

  People kept raising placards, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a higher level.

  Looking at the local tyrants competing to bid, Fang Chang was completely dumbfounded, and he was completely stunned there.

  Finally, the first piece of art from Fujiteng Hut was sold at a price of 50,000 Cr... It was bought by a shareholder of Endpoint Group.

   Under the envious eyes of everyone, the man with short hair happily walked out of the crowd, followed a bionic man, and walked towards the back of the venue.

   Mole, who was carried by Fang Chang, swallowed his saliva, and stared straight at the proud man.

   That thing...

  Fifty thousand?

  Half a magnetic confinement plasma machine tool?

   "...Crazy?!"

   Yu Yu's new book "Secretly Raising a Little Golden Crow" is on the shelves, read it if you are interested.

  Traveling through the world of royal demons, contracting with the ancient Golden Crow.

  Facing the brand-new life of a demon pet, Du Yu has his own unique opinion on whether to choose to pretend or pretend.

  Secretly until dark, presumptuously pretending until dawn?

  The golden crow rises at sunset!

  I, Du Yu, Fenyang in the middle of the night!

  

  (end of this chapter)