Chapter 95 Stone Gate tushumi.cc

Mora, one of the most prosperous cities in the central Moria icefield.

The four agents stayed at a place called Shimen Hotel.

The Stone Gate Inn, also known as the Stone Gate Shop, was opened long ago by a barbarian named Stone Gate. It was established to alleviate hunger in the town and to provide relief to the poor. For an extra two iron coins, one could get a whole bottle of winter wine, and the strange and unusual breads were always in high demand.

Because the standard prices of Shimen shops are often lower than those of their competitors, and the owners of Shimen shops don't like to entertain outsiders, they are typical people who do business behind closed doors, so he is definitely not a cunning reincarnator.

After the major reopening, more and more people got to know the owner of Shimen Restaurant. Anyone who came to the city would definitely come to this cheap restaurant to eat, which is why Shimen Restaurant has been open longer than other hotels.

However, several generations of owners within the family never made a fortune, until the fourth generation of the Shi family.

To cater to the reincarnated, he changed his grandfather's style and built a four-story building instead of the long, narrow, small, and low two-story building. He covered all the outdated tables with napkins, which were changed twice a week, making it look like a grand banquet hall.

The variety of dishes has also been upgraded from the original potato staple to snow steak, but even if you spend another six iron coins, you can't buy half a bottle of winter wine anymore.

People say that the fourth generation of the Stone Gate is a businessman from the Great Reboot era, and that his head must have been repaired by modern machines. Others say that he wasn't like this when he was a child, and that some reincarnated beings gave him many benefits, turning a decent person into a greedy and wealthy one.

In short, the more non-reincarnated individuals dislike the Stone Gate, the more reincarnated individuals like it.

The desolate scene of the past is no longer visible. The people coming and going from the Shimen Hotel are now local well-known leather craftsmen and businessmen. The "bread after dinner" that was touted on the sign is now just empty talk.

A pound of bread will be cut into six pieces and sold for twice the original price.

Potatoes were already scarce on the ice sheet, and now they've become extinct.

The limited supply of soybeans and radishes became substitutes, while cod and snow ox became the main dishes. Shimen Hotel eventually became a place for the rich, and the poor rarely patronized it.

There was a reason why the four agents chose this location.

The owner of Stone Gate, a shrewd businessman who had dealt with all sorts of people from the first to the fourth generation of Stone Gate, must have heard of Mora.

Billy sat very close to the counter, his forehead showing signs of fatigue from the long journey.

Shimen IV was talking to a bald man in a very soft voice.

What should you do next?

"She will love me; everyone wants to be her subordinate."

"I'm asking you, which side are you planning to take?"

"I'll choose whoever offers the most money."

"No wonder everyone says you made the right choices."

Billis heard about money and tapped a gold coin on the ledger.

Shimen IV's ears immediately perked up.

"Coming! Coming right now!"

Shimen IV was a dwarf, but he inherited the thick lips of Xiong Ling's father. He was not yet middle-aged, but looked like he was over sixty. His sparse short hair was pressed into a shiny circle by his own hands, and his gaze was consistent with that of all the cunning merchants.

His eyelids rolled up, his large chin stood straight, and his flat nose and bulbous nose made him look more like a fussy fool. His broad back and big feet proved that he was very strong.

Just by looking at his wrinkled skin, you can tell he's done a lot of hard labor; he's not just a businessman.

King Stoneman IV's conversation with Billis was hardly polite, unless the guest agreed to pay more.

"Would you like something?"

"I need to find out some information."

"Then you've gone to the wrong place. Go out and turn left. There's a place called the Beauty Hotel. The women there are very charming. They're not only dazzlingly white, but they also have two layers of fat more than others. Oh, by the way, if you don't like fat, then turn right and go to the Lioness Hotel."

Billis added a gold coin to the table.

"I'm in a hurry, I need to find someone."

The eyes of the fourth man of Stone Gate sank in, and he decided to ask his guests to bring out more money.

“It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, do you know how many people ask me for information every day? Starting from my great-great-grandfather, even the King of the North came to him.”

Biris adds two more gold coins.

"This is our first time in Mora, and we need a local guide."

"Oh, but you just said you were here to gather information! You'll have to pay extra!"

Four more gold coins appeared on the table.

"We need information, and we need a guide."

Do you know how much I lose if I close this place for a day?

Billis simply opened his leather trunk, took out the red box, and poured out all fifty gold coins inside.

"Look, is this enough for you to close down for a few days?"

For a fleeting moment, the fourth Shimen stared blankly, his eyes unmoving, lost in a dream of achieving great success.

He forgot who he was talking to, and couldn't remember why he was sitting there with the guests.

Shiny gold coins are a merchant's best friend.

Shimen IV suddenly raised his head and said to another dwarf assistant, "Quickly go and wake up all the guests who haven't gotten up yet. Tell them that a boss has bought the hotel for a few days and that they should all stay at the Beauty Hotel across the street. Oh, and don't forget to tell the Beauty Hotel owner that I gave her this business, so she has to give me a share!"

An hour later, all the guests in the hotel had left.

Shi Men Si Shi rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "Boss, you've come to the right place. You can find out all kinds of information here, and I can also personally provide guidance services."

"I also hope your mouth is worth the price."

"Worth it! Definitely worth it!"

Do you know Mora?

As soon as Billis opened his mouth, Stonegate IV knew this deal was a losing proposition!

"How about we get another one, boss?"

"I just want to ask about Mora."

"No, you have to choose another one. This isn't about backing out; I'm helping you for the sake of the money."

Billis moved the remaining fifty gold coins onto the table.

"Think about it again."

Shimen IV's mind seemed to be constantly choosing between gold and courage.

In the end, he chose gold.

"Alright! If you're so fearless, why should I be? I am Shimen! My great-great-grandfather was a big shot who had dealt with the Northern King!"

I admire your courage.

"But don't tell me you got this information from me."

"Hey, I've already made an agreement with your money-making friends, it's a deal."

King Stoneman IV dismissed the remaining assistants and personally closed the doors and windows.

The hotel was pitch black, but two pairs of eyes shone like owls.

To create the atmosphere, King Stonegate IV lit an extra candle.

“Mora is the leader of the heretics here, or in your words, the head of the terrorists.”

“Tell me more about it.”

“In my great-great-grandfather’s time, the Moli’ai Icefield was ruled by three tribes: the Eagle, the Wolf, and the Bear. Each of these tribes had its own totem and often waged tribal wars to seize territory. The White Bear tribe was the most powerful and eventually unified the other two tribes, while also adopting the triune totem. The tribal chief was called the God of War, and the tribe members were called followers.”

"What does this have to do with Mora?"

"That happened after the Great Reboot. A subject from the heavens claimed that the inhabitants of Moriel needed help and granted the God of War boundless power. The followers could not decipher the source of the power. At first, they were afraid, then they accepted it, and finally they welcomed it, until they called the God of War Mora."

"So, how do we find this Mora?"

“I can only take you to the places where they often gather. If you want to see Mora, I’m sorry to say, I can’t.”

"Why?"

"Because only after joining them, through some kind of ritual, can one have the opportunity to see Mora in person."

"What ceremony?"

"You will be asked to drink a bowl of thick soup, perhaps a bowl of herbal soup."

"It sounds like Mora can control people's minds with drugs."

"I never said that; you figured it out yourself."