"This is the situation. The second young master, you must not miss the opportunity. It is all high-value codes and books. There are 10,000 copies. If you win a total of 400 gold coins, you will grab each one, which is 4 million gold." Ander knelt in front of Akaros and persuaded with great sincerity.

Akaros was the second heir to the Southern Principality. He has been stationed in Moti City for many years. Compared with the capital of the Principality, Moti City is a remote mountainous area where birds do not shit. He was sent here to garrison, which is almost the same as exile.

Akaros misses the singing and dancing troupes, circuses, and sauna dancers, but she seems to never go back.

With the economic conditions of Moticheng, he could not even afford private troops. The border troops stationed here were not under his jurisdiction, and they would be rotated every few years, so he didn't even have the chance to mix sand.

Without military power and economic power, it is equivalent to blocking the road to compete for inheritance. Therefore, Akaros became a little self-deprecating, drinking and having fun every day, living a drunken life and dreaming of death, because he had nothing else to do except drinking.

This caused Akaros not to catch him awake until the third day.

"Four million gold?" Akaros, a hangover, shook his head and repeated in confusion. He was a little doubtful if he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, four million gold. If we can master this line, it will be more than four million, but a long-term source of wealth." Ander said longingly.

Akaros' eyes were scattered, and after a while, he seemed to understand what Ender said. Then, the two keywords of four million gold and long-term wealth finally dispelled his sleepiness.

"Is there so much money?" Let's not talk about the long term. If the ten thousand books in front of him are really worth four million gold, it would be enough for him to support a private army of ten thousand people for ten years. With such a force in hand, wouldn't it mean that he still has the opportunity to compete for inheritance?

Even if you can't fight for the inheritance right, it's absolutely fine to fight for one or two prosperous cities as fiefs, and it's better than a remote place like Moticheng.

Thinking of this, Akaros' heartbeat slowly accelerated, but as the second heir, Akaros still has basic self-control. He thought for a while and asked: "Is the 'book' you mentioned so good?"

"Of course it's true, Second Young Master, how dare I lie to you? That kind of book is so big and thick, the characters on it are exactly the same size, and they are all the same as flies. I suspect it is not written on it at all, but some kind of secret technique can be printed to make it the same size. One book can print the contents of two boxes of sheepshops. It is so wonderful that it is to hold it in your arms and read it easily. All nobles and magicians will go crazy about it."

Ender was very excited to describe the advantages of books. If it weren't for the obvious advantage of books, he wouldn't have come to see Akaros for three consecutive days. If he could hold them in his hand, it would be a huge fortune.

Originally, Mobak paid taxes normally according to the tax amount he set. With a long-lasting mentality, Ander would not have such a bad idea. Who knew that Mobak had left and went back, and the huge wealth actually flew away like this. How could Ander be willing?

"Who is the other party?" Akaros pondered for a while and asked again.

When Ander heard this question, he knew that Akaros was tempted and quickly said: "The one who led the team was a dead soul. They claimed to be a caravan with steel collars, but the team was full of humans."

Seber, Lina and others used activation fluid. On the surface, they could not be seen as lichs, so they were recognized as humans by Ender. It was also because of this that he scoffed at the statement of the steel bone collar caravan. Where did the steel bone collar live?

"Cylindrical collar? That dead territory at the end of the south?" Akaros' heart tightened, and his lazy body sat up straight in an instant.

As the second heir to the Moti City, Akaros certainly knew the true background of the steel bone collar, but he didn't believe it very much. After all, it was all information from three hundred years ago. In the human world, things from three hundred years ago are enough to become legends.

But the legend is legendary, the name of the steel-boned collar is quite intimidating in Akaros's heart.

"Well, he said that, but how could there be so many living people in Gangbo Ridge? I think it's more like the caravan in Rose Town in the south. I guess the goods you transported are too valuable. It's scary to move out the name of steel bone collars. What's more, even steel bone collars, it's not seen for three hundred years, maybe those bone shelves will be rotten."

Ander said disapprovingly that the buried corpses in human cemeteries and mass graves have been rotten in three hundred years, and they have been in three years. He really felt that even if there was a king of steel bones, the bone frame should have rotted.

Akaros nodded, thinking it made sense. The natural disasters of the undead were so mysterious, but why did they not appear for three hundred years? And Ender was right. There were so many living people in the caravan, and it was impossible for them to be a caravan with steel collars.

On one side is the steel-boned collar that only exists in the legend, on the other side is the caravan suspected to be Rose Town, and on the other side is the huge temptation of four million gold. Akaros clapped his hands and said, "It's done."

Then Akaros asked the caravan in detail about the force of the war. When he learned that the undead led the team was probably a great magician, and there were hundreds of bone horses in the team, he knew it.

"Second Young Master, I sent a sand snake to follow them, and I can get more detailed information at that time." Ender said.

Sand snakes are not a snake, but a profession. They only exist in deserts or deserts such as thorny wastelands. They are short, but have special abilities to breathe in the sand and can swim slowly under the sand. They are a good player to track only the enemy in the desert environment.

When he learned that there were a large number of undead creatures in the caravan tracking, the leader was still an undead, the sand snake chose to dive into the sand during the day when the sun was the most intense, and then left before the sun set, and quickly found out the details of the caravan.

That night, a team of 1,000 cavalrymen quietly left Moti City and disappeared into the night. The leaders were two great magicians and two low-level sword saints, all of whom were Akaros's personal guards.

Marin, who was in charge, was very excited. According to Ender's description, he also realized the value of books, but what attracted him more was the subtitle of the Fire Code - the mystery master Burning Feng Practice Hands-Zhu.

And he happened to be a fire magician. He had been stuck in the level of breaking through the magician for a long time and could not find the direction. If the other party sold the code, there was really the content of the mysterious man Burning Feng's hand pricking, it might really allow him to find a trace of inspiration for breakthrough.

The other party is a caravan in Qiangwei Town, and the chance of possessing the mysterious master Burning Feng's hand is very high. After all, the owner of that town is a lich, and ghosts know how many adventures he encountered in his long life.

Just as Ma Lin and his party left Motiic City, in the wasteland that was a day away from Motiic City, Luo Xu, who was riding the Immortal Sky, just caught up with the main skeleton force and pressed towards Motiic City together.
Chapter completed!