My Adventure Diary of Reincarnating as a Bad Woman

[The Shadow Fairy thanks you for returning the house.]

It has me to thank.

Noita was in a good mood. After delivering the jar of documents to the gate city, he returned home.

Today's unexpected gain was enough to keep her happy for the whole night.

At this time, nine days had passed since a warehouse was opened underground in the Federation.

Things are slowly getting back on track. The Pious Union is growing stronger and stronger, and the number of members is increasing, maintaining at around 200 people. If volunteers and non-staff members are included, the number will be even higher.

As the number of members increased, the experience that Noita could gain every day also reached a peak.

Now she can gain 300 to 700 experience points every day. The total experience points in the log have reached 15243, and the experience points will continue to increase as time goes by.

After secretly helping the Pious Union to weaken the enemy's strength, she can finally wait for the fruit to hatch and enjoy the fruits of her hard work.

Adele is still busy in the outside world, maintaining community law and building prestige.

Three days ago, the Federation opened a weapons shop and training ground in the community to teach those who are interested how to use weapons to defend themselves. At the same time, it invited retired guard captains to serve as instructors.

The alchemical barrier located underground in the Federation has also been set up. Milin worked overtime to calculate the key nodes and carve the rituals, and finally succeeded yesterday.

Noita then purchased a batch of firearms from the Conquest Society and secretly sent them underground, having Adele select loyal members and train them in musketry to improve their shooting accuracy. In time, they would surely surprise the East City gangs, and who knew who would be the first to be hit by the musketry.

One afternoon, Noita gave Adele the Silver Star Ring and three platinum coins. The Silver Star Ring was easier to carry than the Roar of the Beast, more powerful, and more suitable as a self-defense weapon.

People only complain about insufficient firepower, but never about excessive firepower. It is never a bad thing to increase Adele's firepower.

Late at night, Noita released the crows, which flew to the secret room of the Rango Society.

Mo Ze waited for her for a long time, holding a newspaper in his hand, not knowing what to do.

When he saw Noita, he seemed to have gained a backbone and hurriedly told her the latest news in the evening.

"Sir, there is news that Wingard was attacked this evening and died on the spot."

Chapter 101 Seedbed

Moser's face showed panic, and he held the urgently published "Voice of the Mountains" tightly in his hand, almost tearing it apart.

Noita was indifferent to the news. She had received first-hand information when the battle broke out, and the reminder in the diary was particularly conspicuous at that time.

[The flash of extremely brilliant light heralds a decisive blow with no escape. Those you employ summon dazzling light to penetrate the evil enemy.]

【Wing Jiade was seriously injured.】

The crow's scarlet eyes turned to Moze, seeing panic and excitement, and ambition burning in his eyes.

The death of Wingard means changes in the Wingard Chamber of Commerce. Rango has cooperated with Wingard for many years. If he intervenes in the internal changes of the Chamber of Commerce, he may be able to get a share of the pie.

Mo Ze wanted to gain profit from the internal turmoil of the Chamber of Commerce, but he didn't know that he had already committed suicide.

Wingard is not dead yet.

The crow then told the truth: "Wingard is still alive."

"How is it possible? That earth-shaking radiance can be seen even in East City. No one can escape from this lightning." Mo Ze argued eagerly, but the crow just glanced at him and became obedient, swallowing the rest of his words back into his throat.

The crow scoffed, "Why do you think Wingard is dead? Is it because the Voice of the Mountains is authoritative? But it took only an hour from the time Wingard was attacked to the time the Listener Association issued the report. Do you expect them to figure out the whole story in less than an hour? Remember, we still don't know what Wingard's profession is. If he has a multi-life profession like the Molter, you're dead if you choose the wrong side."

Moze's face was as complex and changing as a palette, and he was sweating profusely.

This is indeed a possibility.

He didn't dare to refute the crow, but he still had a little hope in his heart. What if Wingard was really dead?

What if.

This is a huge profit.

When gambling comes into play, people only want to pay attention to the news they want to hear.

Moser had been blinded by the reports of the Voice of the Mountains and was now a gambler, and worse, an ambitious gambler.

The crow saw Moze's gambling nature and looked at him coldly, not reminding him of his idea.

If it was Adele who wanted to take a gamble, Noita would still help and take some effort to confirm the news of Wingard's death, but she and Moser were not familiar with each other, so he could do whatever he wanted.

However, with his background, he will not die, but he will suffer some torture.

The crow waved its wings indifferently and threw a contract into Moze's hand.

"Let's continue with the last topic. If you want to cooperate, you can, but you need to sign this contract."

Mo Ze unfolded the contract of extraordinary quality, took a closer look, and looked up in surprise.

The contract requires him to submit to Crow, but Crow will also help him remove obstacles and unify the Rango Society.

As for what he needs to do to submit to the Crow, it is not stated in the contract.

Contract studies is a rigorous discipline. Submission clauses like this one need to be supplemented with what the submissive person needs to do for the conqueror. If it is not written, it is just nominal submission and there is no actual constraint.

The public perception of submission is that the submissive must obey all the orders of the conqueror, but when applied to contract studies, public perception is useless. Obligations must be stipulated in clauses, otherwise whether they are done or not depends on the mood of the submissive.

The conqueror only gets the master-servant relationship in mysticism and cause and effect, which will give him an advantage in witchcraft battles, but other aspects are not greatly affected.

But it would be easy for the crow to kill him, so Moze didn't care.

Moser even thought the Ravens had gotten the wrong contract.

He quietly looked at the beautiful black jade crow and quickly signed his name as if catching it being careless.

The crow spits out a drop of blood, which replaces the name and falls on the place where the name should be written.

In the contract, all references to Noita were replaced by "crow".

The contract was then burned and the information was backed up at the Contract Law Office.

A professional has surrendered to you. He is the leader of the Rango Society (East City District). His surrender signifies that the Rango Society has submitted to you. Until he abdicates, every ordinary member of the Rango Society will provide you with 1-3 experience points each day before dawn.

It became.

Noita laughed inwardly.

Because of the leader's surrender, all the information about Rango will appear in the log.

As if he had opened his third eye, Rango had no secrets from her at this moment.

The current total number of people in the Rango Club is 426, and there are as many as eleven professionals. Ordinary professionals can provide 10 to 30 experience points to Noita every day.

Even if only the median value is taken, Rango can contribute nearly a thousand experience points to Noita every day. Combined with the experience points from the Kaza Brotherhood, she can gain 1300 experience points a day.

It’s still faster to gain experience by cheating and deceiving.

Just by asking Moze to lower his head, he can gain a lot of experience out of thin air.

It was willing to spend time chatting with Moze, not only because it wanted to cause some trouble for the Kaza Brotherhood, but also because it had its eyes on the population of the Rango Society. To it, population meant experience, and the more people were affiliated with it, the faster it would develop.

Having achieved their goal, Crow was in a good mood and advised Moze, "If you don't want to disappoint your father, please think carefully before making a decision. Remember my advice, Wingard is not dead."

She flapped her wings and flew away. As agreed, she would arrive at the base once every week to help him remove obstacles.

Mo Ze was horrified and wanted to stop Crow and ask her why she knew his identity.

But his courage was not enough to support him to speak loudly in front of the crow. The words could not come out of his lips. After a moment of silence, the crow disappeared into the night without a trace.

Moze's father is the leader of the Lango Society in the Lango area, a professional who has been promoted to the second level for a long time.

This is the information Noita just learned from the log.

In the secret room, Moze thought for some time in the darkness, but still couldn't make up his mind.

"Pique, Pique!"

Late at night, he knocked hard on Pico's door and shouted his name, causing the exhausted Pico to come out with a face full of resentment. He asked in a bad mood, "What for?!"

"You really didn't sleep!"

Moser excitedly pushed Peake into the conference room.

Pique is full of resentment.

He was not asleep at all, but was woken up by Mo Ze.

Let’s wait and see what he has up his sleeve.

In the conference room, Moser seriously asked Pico, "If there's an internal conflict within the Wingard Chamber of Commerce, which side should they support?"

"That's it?" Piqué said dissatisfiedly, "Just for this, you pulled me out of my dream?"

"Isn't this a very important matter?" Moser looked confused, not understanding why Pique had such an attitude. Shouldn't this be a very serious issue?

Pieck helplessly explained to Moser, "The Rango Guild doesn't need to get involved in the internal struggles of Wingard. We're Wingard's ore supplier. Regardless of who's in power in the Guild, they'll sign a friendly alliance with us. We just need to wait for the winner to emerge. Why bother adding unnecessary layers?"

If you take the initiative to intervene in the struggle, everything will be fine if you stand on the right side. If you stand on the wrong side, you will get into trouble for no reason.

The sure-win game was played terribly.

Mo Ze thought about it for a while and felt that this was true, but although the headquarters had no worries, he had to consider the future development of the branch.

“If we were to intervene, how would we choose?”

Mo Ze took out a pen and paper and started scribbling. "Suppose the branch needs to take sides, who in the Chamber of Commerce can we support? If we divide it into three scenarios: Wingard is dead, alive, or seriously injured, who should we support?"

Looking at Moser's stubborn look, Pique covered his face and sighed.

If you want to explain the entanglement to Mo Ze, you won't be able to sleep tonight.

Chapter 102: Wen Jiade

It was like drowning, with difficulty breathing, weak limbs, and unable to open eyes.

A hazy red light penetrated into Wingard's eyelids through a liquid that was either river water or mud, activating his eyeballs that were not functioning normally.

He opened his eyes, but they were lifeless. His dilated pupils reflected everything he saw, as if the world was encompassed in his eyes, yet it seemed as if there was nothing in them.

"What's up with him?"

"His soul has been severely damaged, and he has become demented. He needs stimulation to activate it... Go and stab him twice."

“… I stabbed him, but there was no response.”

"It seems we need to fight fire with fire."

The scattered sounds like catkins in the spring breeze were heard by Wen Jiade. At this time, his whole body was immersed in the pool of blood. He stared blankly at the front through the clear red liquid, unconscious.

In the bright red vision, a middle-aged man with gray hair raised his hand, and as magic power swirled, light lightning danced in his palm.

Wingard's eyelids twitched.

"He's reacting, old man."

The middle-aged man noticed this and continued to imitate the postures of the attackers, raising his right hand high. The power of the gods whipping the heaven and earth gathered in his hand, and the dazzling heat was shaped into a static lightning spear.

A spasmodic pain roared in Wingard's head, prompting him to move.

Get out of the way! Get out of the way!

Be sure to avoid thunder!

His limbs began to tremble, causing the red water in the pool to vibrate. The middle-aged man's face was frosty, and he smashed the lightning spear down, as if he wanted to destroy Wen Jiade's body and eliminate all traces.

The thunder aroused the fear in Wingard's heart, and the stirred emotions turned and charged forward, causing the pair of vertical eyes deep in his pupils to open.

In an instant, the world occupied by lightning was petrified.

First it was the red liquid, then the thunder, and finally the surface of the middle-aged man's body. Whether solid or liquid, matter or energy, everything was frozen under the petrified eye.

"Ah, boss, you're awake."

The friendly and cheerful voice fell into Wingard's ears, and the phantom demon came over happily and took out a set of clothes for him to change into.

At this time, the phantom demon maintained a neutral appearance that was difficult to distinguish between male and female, and no sexual characteristics could be seen.

Wen Jiade pushed the phantom demon away in annoyance and looked at the middle-aged man: "Zhedan, what's wrong with me? My head hurts so much, what happened?"

"Do you remember what happened earlier?"

When Zhedan moved slightly, the stones on his body shattered, and even his clothes were not damaged.

He pulled Wen Jiadra into the blood pool, then sat by the pool to recover the flesh-shaping liquid.

Wingard frowned bitterly, thinking back to what happened before he regained consciousness.