Chapter 354 Sir Bai Zhi Knows Everything!

"Inspired by the dragon wing balloons in the Lake District, the dragon wing package is sealed and inflated and wrapped around the wheels to maximize cushioning during travel."

In Yatan's caravan, Pachi lay on a chariot with leather wheels and introduced Wuming.

Wuming nodded: "Okay, just use this to bring Nok here, and send a few experts to accompany the team to ensure stability on the road."

Magri accompanied Nok in the hut, becoming more and more curious. When he saw Wuming at the caravan, he finally couldn't help but ask him:

"Why is this place so mysterious that you have to wait until we get to the caravan to tell us?"

Wuming leaned against a portal:

"It's a secluded place. I promised her before not to expose their location."

Nameless versus Magri and Knock:

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Magri picked up Nok and walked to the portal with Wuming, a little worried:

"But since you said you can't be exposed, wouldn't it be a breach of contract if you took us there?"

"Just keep your mouth shut." Wuming said, "I have a very good relationship with them. Don't worry, they won't deny me this face. You will get a safe cultivation environment."

Wuming took Maglinock and walked into the portal.

The starlight faded, and Wuming and Magli stood on the ground near a cliff.

"Here is-" Nok held her breath in Magri's arms. She was held and she could see the false starry sky above her head at a glance.

But before Nok finished speaking, a crash sounded from the feet of the three of them.

Under their feet, a huge animal trap suddenly closed, large enough to cut three people in half.

Wuming was startled and stretched out his hands to support the animal trap. Magri quickly carried Nok away from the giant bear trap.

But just after taking two steps outside, several magic circle traps lit up on the ground, and dozens of light balls floated up, blasting towards Magli Wuming and others.

"It's not over yet." Wuming glared, and when he shook his hand, a purple halo spread, and all the magic power fluctuations were forcibly suppressed.

"There are archers." Nok suddenly said, "There is the sound of bow strings being tightened."

Wuming simply released a Topps force field, covering both himself and Maglinock, and the few of them were finally able to breathe.

"A safe training environment?" A few drops of cold sweat dripped from Magri's face, looking at Wuming in disbelief.

Wuming muttered: "It has never been so dangerous before - who is there? If you have something to say, please tell me!"

On both sides of the cliff where the unknown people were standing, and on the rocks on both sides of the higher ground, several archers walked out.

Most of them were people from the ancestral spirits, holding the bows and arrows of the ancestral spirits, aiming at Wuming, but Wuming's sharp eyes saw that the leader was a woman with dark skin, a soft whip hanging from her waist, and wrapped in white clothes.

The woman was also holding a crossbow at this time, aiming it at Wuming.

"Amastasia?" Wuming recognized it and waved his hand quickly, "It's me, Wuming businessman."

In order to let the Yeren on the other side see clearly, Wuming stepped out of the protective shield and waved to the Yeren swordsman.

The bow string was clanging, and a crossbow arrow was nailed to Wuming's feet. The swordsman named Amastasia said coldly:

"You are indeed here."

"You know it's me?" Wuming asked, "Then your way of welcoming is a bit unfriendly. This is not the way to treat guests."

"The person who stole the teleportation gate is also considered a guest?" The Nightman swordswoman gritted her teeth, "Despicable thief, you really didn't keep your promise and brought an outsider here. Set a trap at the location of the teleportation array, and it turned out to be... The layout is right.”

Nok glanced at Wuming through the protective shield:

"We have a really good relationship, huh?"

"I'm helpless, only you can help me." Wuming said, "And you're wrong," he said sternly, "The people I brought this time are not outsiders."

"Oh?" Amastasia looked at Magri and Nok through the pale golden force field shield, "What do you mean by not being an outsider?"

Unnamed removed the protective shield:

"Now that you are like this, can you see more clearly?"

Amastasia and Nok looked at each other with surprise on their faces: "Yeren..."

The people of the Ancestral Spirit put away their bows and arrows and disappeared on the big rocks above. After a while, they walked up to the unknown people.

Amastasia looked at Nok in Magri's arms and stared at Nok's bulging belly.

Amastasia looked at Wuming:

"You found a Knox remnant?"

"Knox..." Magri looked at Nok, "Your name is Nok..."

Nok nodded: "It's a pseudonym, but I don't have a real name anymore."

Amastasia saluted Nok:

"Amastasia."

"The flower of the stars," said Nok, "but I cannot reveal my name."

Amastasia made another gesture:

"My condolences, at least this place has not been completely destroyed, and we still retain our lives."

Seeing that the scene was quite harmonious, Wuming breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Look, he's not considered an outsider, right?"

The fluid sword at her waist was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword was pointed in front of Wuming's eyes. Amastasia stared at Wuming for a while and then pulled the sword back.

She said: "So you found the Knox refugee who was living outside and sent her here? What happened to this man?"

"They are a married couple." Wuming said, "We can't say they are refugees. They originally made a living outside, but now they want to come to your place for cultivation, and I have to ask you for some things."

"What's up?"

"As you can see, she is pregnant." Wuming said, "But no one outside can deliver babies. I heard that we need to find some ancient civilizations that have not been passed down for generations to be able to retain this knowledge, so I thought of you. You happen to be the same My fellow clansman, please help me."

Wuming looked at the people of the ancestral spirit:

"I think even if you don't know how to do it, there are still people from the ancestral spirits here. They are all ancient tribes and should be able to help her."

"Has even the knowledge of birth disappeared outside?" Amastasia smiled, "Don't worry here, we can even create kings. Although some knowledge has been lost now, the knowledge of birth is still good. familiar."

Wuming said: "So are you willing to help them? Leave them here to recuperate, or do you find some professionals to go to our place?"

"I still have to ask for instructions." Amastasia said, "But I guess we should let them recuperate here. It is dangerous outside and cannot be exposed."

Wuming accompanied Maglinock and followed Amastasia through the process to prevent any accidents.

There was indeed an accident, and it went unexpectedly smoothly. Nok showed her to Noklon that the status of the night people seemed to be quite high, and they treated her with considerable respect and kindness.

He also became much friendlier to outsiders like Magli and Wuming.

"How's it going? Has anything interesting happened underground during the days I've been away?" Wuming greeted Amastasha.

"No, we are doing well, just as good as we have been for thousands of years," Amastasia said.

"That's quite boring." Wuming said, "Especially considering that you guys are doing so poorly. In other words, there is no improvement at all."

Amastasia's fist hardened:

"Our cavalry has been increased."

"Oh? That's great to celebrate." Wuming said, "A cavalryman riding an ant, right?"

Amastasia nodded: "During this period, the domestication rate of giant ants has been much higher, and many new knights have been successfully trained."

"Riding an ant... is not bad." Wuming missed his experience of riding an ant. Domesticated ants were one of the few animals that would not resist his riding. "Let Nok Magri try that feeling later."

"Speaking of which, you are actually friends with a night witch." Amastasia looked at Wuming in a different light.

"What does it come from? Is it very noble?" Wuming had no idea about these words.

"My position is to be the guardian of the Night Witch." Amastasia said.

"You turned out to be a bodyguard." Wuming suddenly realized.

Amastasia said with a cold face:

"We have decided to help the Knox remnant and allow her husband to accompany her. You can leave."

"Eh..." Wuming was a little reluctant and looked at Amastasia pitifully, "We just arrived."

"Are you reluctant to leave?" Amastasia turned her face slightly, "As long as you return the portal, maybe people will no longer be so hostile to you -"

Wuming said: "I mainly want to ask, can you lend me a few of your midwives? I won't lend them for a long time. The main thing is that I want them to become teachers and train my employees." "

"Get out!" Amastasia took out the whip, whipped Wuming, chased and beat him, and drove him all the way to where he came from.

Amastasia gasped:

"I shouldn't have opposed the proposal to directly knock off the cliff at the teleportation point...you dirty businessman..."

"Is it really not possible?" Wuming still refused to give up.

"Night people will not go to the ground. We cannot take any risks that may expose our position." Amastasia said.

"Then I will bring people here for training?"

"This time it's the Night Witch's honor. If you bring people here again, we will have no choice but to start a war." Amastasia said, "Don't force us to do this."

"So afraid of being exposed..." Wuming muttered, "I obviously have knowledge, but I can't obtain it. It's a pity."

"Knowledge is not always a good thing." Amastasia said, "Some knowledge is a disaster if you know it."

Wuming said: "I will try my best to keep my promise and will not bring anyone to your place. But I also have a request."

"I hope you are not here to threaten us." Amastasia said, "I don't want to be your enemy."

"You are very afraid of being exposed. I hope that when Nok and the others finish giving birth, if they want to leave, they can leave freely. Don't ground them because of fear of being exposed." Wuming said, "I value them as a couple. And their children. I hope they can have a happy and free environment."

"Is this your business strategy?" Amastasia asked.

"Yes. They are role models and spokespersons." Wuming smiled, "With them as role models, others will be willing to have more children."

"Humph, you naive guy, just step into the trap yourself and wait until you fall into trouble." Amastasia said, "But there should be no problem with your request, and we don't want to hinder a former night witch."

"That's good, I'll leave first and come to visit you later." Wuming waved goodbye to Amastasia.

"Don't come again." The Night Swordsman grimaced.

Wuming thought for a while and threw a disk to her:

"Then use this contact and you can come to me if you have any questions. You just said you won't be allowed to come, but you didn't say you won't be contacted, right?"

Amastasia caught the disk and stared at it for a while without saying a word.

When she raised her head, Wuming had disappeared.

"With teleportation, it's still convenient." Wuming walked out of the teleportation gate of the Yatan caravan. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he remembered the hard work he had gone through to leave Nokron.

Wuming put away and locked the portal leading directly to Nokron, and continued to store it in the deepest part of the warehouse.

After solving the problem of Nok and Magri, Wuming feels relieved, but beneath the ease, there are also deep hidden dangers.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the technology to deliver the baby." Wuming was all regretful.

The problem of Nok's childbirth has been solved, but if Nok Magri is used as a model couple to promote the marriage and birth of others, he still lacks a midwife and the knowledge of birth.

Wuming felt that sooner or later, he would have to rope in Se Lian and others to go to Kallia for an academic exchange to re-invent this lost skill.

While I was thinking about it, my subordinates reported that Momochi had come to visit.

This time Baizhi came with ten carriages, pulling ten carriages full of large boxes.

"Baizhi? What happened?" Wuming asked Baizhi.

Baizhi lifted the scepter and put a lid on the box, revealing the books inside.

"All the population information of Yatan is here." Baizhi said, "I have done what I promised you."

Wuming grabbed a scroll, which recorded various information about people in detail, including dates of birth and death, and even facial features.

"Can you really get it?" Wuming exclaimed, "So much information, true or false..."

"I, Sir Baizhi, can still sell you false information." Sir Baizhi, Gideon Ofnir, snorted proudly, "Although there are still things in the border area that I don't understand, there are not many."

"Really?" Wuming became more and more impressed, "Can you deliver babies?"

Sir Bai Zhi was stunned: "Huh?"

"It's just about delivering a baby, the knowledge of birth." Wuming said, "Can you do it?"

Sir Baizhi looked at Wuming in surprise and was speechless.

"Don't you understand?" Wuming looked deeply disappointed, glanced at Baizhi, and shook his head.

Baizhi was suddenly stimulated by Wuming's heartfelt disappointment, just like his disappointment in the Round Table Hall. He could tell what was pretending to be strong and what was sincere contempt.

Bai Zhi did not answer directly, he hesitated and said: "...I advise you not to underestimate me, 'Sir Bai Zhi' Gideon Ofnir."

"So you really know how to do it?" Wuming's eyes lit up, "Can you teach me?"

Bai Zhi froze for a moment and said:

"——What do you want in exchange?"

"The fragmented monarch, the whereabouts of Michaela." Wuming said.

"The condition of my household registration book is the whereabouts of the fragmented monarch." Baizhi said, "You should pay what you should pay first, and then talk about anything else."

"Didn't you get news about the Blood Monarch that you promised before?" Wuming said, "I don't remember much about the invitation, but it's a deal for one Fragment Monarch, no problem, right?"

Baizhi was surprised:

"Do you know the news about both of them?"

"I know." Wuming said, "Is it a deal?"

Bai Zhi was really in a dilemma now.

Wuming used this kind of news in exchange, and he simply... couldn't refuse.

Bai Zhi said: "Give me some time and we will exchange it then."

"It's a deal," Wuming said, "Delivery with one hand, delivery with the other."

Bai Zhi left in a hurry and returned to the Round Table Hall.

As soon as he returned to the round table hall, he went straight to the main hall, the room where the two fingers were.

Alperich was also in the room, lying on Granny Enya's knees, half dead.

Granny Enya looked at Baizhi with a smile:

"Why are you back so soon? Little Alperich has been squeezed out by you. He has been transcribing day and night for several months. Let him rest for a while."

Baizhi said: "I'm not looking for him this time. Grandma Enya, can you deliver the baby?"

Granny Enya was shocked by Baozhi's question. Alperich opened his eyes with dark circles, and they both looked at Baozhi.

"This... is a strange question." Granny Enya said, "And it comes from your mouth."

"It's news about demigods. I hope you can help me." Bai Zhi gritted his teeth and ignored Alperich's surprised look.

"Yes, yes." Enya smiled and nodded, "The golden tree retains all knowledge, and I will teach it to you right now."