Travel through the worlds and spread the flames across the worlds

"It always feels a little weird," Lin Hun stroked the sticky armor.

These rats seem to be spirits, their size and intelligence are totally disproportionate to each other.

At least Lin Hun has no intention of going back these days, so he doesn't have to worry about whether those rats will cause him trouble in the future.

Maybe later some new undead will join the patrol to clean up the rats.

Now, family members, let’s take a look at the Undead Town outside the city.

The undead gathered here. When Lordran was strong, the undead who crossed the stone steps could easily get supplies here.

Different undead people have their own specialties, some are good at picking medicines, some are good at forging and smelting, and so on. They set out from here to all directions, bringing all kinds of items, gathering here to communicate and trade with each other, and gradually forming an undead village.

The state directly dispatches troops to maintain superficial order.

The undead will not die. Every time they are killed, it is just a period of hibernation. They will wake up again not long after. No leader will be stupid enough to declare war on them head-on.

The soldiers were also unwilling to come into contact with these sources of infection, fearing that they would become the next undead and be forced to embark on the pilgrimage.

Unfortunately, as the flames gradually died down, the soldiers in the city, like the soldiers in the woods, could not escape the fate of being infected.

However, they did not know who to hate, so they could only transfer their hatred to the undead who came to the pilgrimage.

The kingdom is also facing various strange phenomena brought about by the extinguishing of the flames, and has no time and no desire to get involved in this battle.

The battle between undead can only end with one side completely turning into a wandering soul, losing all emotions and memories.

In the repeated battles, the city was gradually torn apart and became extremely dilapidated.

The flames of hatred have been branded into the bodies of these remaining wandering souls, attacking every undead that passes by.

Of course, there will be gains after death. The resurrection of the undead requires a process, and this is the time to clear their equipment and props.

Imagine waking up again with nothing on you but a piece of rag.

The first thing a normal person would do is to collect equipment everywhere, so it will naturally take longer and have lower lethality to rejoin the battle.

There will inevitably be some second-hand dealers who collect equipment from corpses and sell your equipment to you. After you die, they will collect your equipment and sell it to you again. This cycle is a way to get rich.

Even if the rational undead knew, they could do nothing about it. They could kill those second-hand dealers, but there would still be other dealers who would dismantle their bodies in the future.

Not only is it time-consuming and laborious, but it also creates hatred.

After the dead second-hand dealers are resurrected, they will continue to collect equipment materials, but they will also specifically offer some materials as rewards to the undead who have killed them.

Since everyone is immortal, let’s see who can outlast the other.

Merchants also have their own communication network. If they learn that you have killed other merchants in the same industry, they will join forces to boycott you.

After dying a few more times, the undead who have killed the second-hand dealers will find that the cost of purchasing equipment is getting higher and higher, until the last bit of their soul is drained away, all their souls are consumed, all their humanity is drained away, and they die in a corner.

Therefore, most undead people will not offend merchants, whether they are vendors of materials, props or second-hand equipment.

In addition, these second-hand dealers also provide special services in collecting equipment and disposing of corpses. Occasionally, when they go out, they will pay attention to the undead who have just died in various places and bring them back to a safe place.

However, the equipment and props must have been looted.

They provide storage services, and undead people can buy back these equipment for a small amount of money.

Even if you don’t have money, they provide rental services, where you can use it first and pay later.

Although many of them may never meet again, it's just an extra income that can be ignored.

Just as he arrived at the gate of the Undead Town outside the city, Lin Hun was stopped by a call.

"Hey you!"

Lin Hun looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small window exposed among the rubble in the corner of the wall under the dilapidated gatehouse. The sound came from inside.

"Yes! It's you! Come on! Come on!"

Seeing that Lin Hun just turned his head and looked at him without any sign of coming over, the voice greeted him anxiously.

Lin Hun held the shield above his head, lowered his head and kept an eye on the gravel under his feet to prevent any sneak attacks.

The man stopped talking, but Lin Hun could still feel someone looking at him from the window.

Lin Hun stopped moving when he was five meters away from the rubble pile. He considered this to be a safe distance. He tilted his head, revealing one eye behind the shield, and cast his gaze into the darkness in the window.

The man naturally knew from the situation that Lin Hun would not move forward, so he did not force him and took the initiative to speak out to break the deadlock. This time he was much calmer.

"It's been a long time since I've seen new undead come to Lordran to embark on a pilgrimage. As for those old guys, humph, I haven't seen them for so long, maybe they died somewhere."

"You are a newcomer who is so vigilant. Very good. Keep it up. After all, not every businessman is as honest as me. Since the flames were extinguished, too many of our businessmen have deviated from the way of doing business. Too many of them have already -"

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! It's been a while since I last saw a newcomer. Forgive me for being a little nagging. I've long forgotten my name. I'm sure you're anxious to move on, so let's trade! The goods I've been accumulating for so long will surely not disappoint you!"

The two fell silent for a moment. Lin Hun moved closer to the blind spot of the window in the rubble pile, leaned against the city wall, raised his shield over his head, and chose a position that made him feel at ease.

The businessman spoke out everything he currently owned as quickly as he could recite the names of dishes. His proficiency showed that he was an old hand at buying and selling things in the past.

But the things are very ordinary, just some common weapons and equipment and some spellcasting media.

Lin Hun believed that the armor he was currently wearing was enough to handle most battles in this area, and there would be black knight armor in the future.

So Lin Hun had no interest in these things, but he liked the materials and props more.

"What does your seven-colored stone look like?"

Lin Hun didn't think he was a person with poor sense of direction, he was just curious and wanted to test the quality of this businessman.

A shining stone appeared out of nowhere in the darkness of the window.

Lin Hun opened his eyes wide and tried to see what the ruins looked like to satisfy his curiosity.

Unfortunately, this stone seems to only emit a faint light through itself, and has little effect in dispelling darkness.

Perhaps only when the number of seven-colored stones reaches an extremely large level can they play the role of lighting.

Just because of its eye-catching glowing properties, Lin Hun decided to buy it. There was no other reason other than that he just liked things that glowed.

"How much is the seven-colored stone?" Lin Hun raised his shield, leaned over, and quickly reached out his hand, picked up the stone and quickly took it back.

It seemed that because he had not sold for a long time or it was the first time he met Lin Hun, an undead merchant who only bought seven-colored stones, was silent for a moment.

Lin Hun played with the seven-colored stone in his hand and waited quietly for the merchant to make an offer.