Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 3338 Leeks

The irregularly shaped fragments of the mirror reflected the foggy sky, as well as the stiff and numb faces of men and women, who seemed to wake up from a dream only after being scolded by Ye Lin.

An unprecedented feeling of weakness spread throughout everyone's body, as if their hard spine had been pulled out and their flesh and blood were about to turn into a pool of mud.

But the memories of the past have not disappeared. Some people want to loudly scold Ye Lin for meddling in other people's affairs, but they are also afraid of the powerful strength he would display at will.

Someone picked up a piece of mirror fragment with trembling hands and saw that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the white hair between his hair were obviously more than before, as if he had been washed away by the aging time, which took away seven or eight years of time without him noticing.

Reporter Nasha slowly breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling relieved, and went to help his fellow villager who was slumped on the ground. He also became more and more in awe of the adventurer, who possessed incredible abilities.

He had been to the slums several times and had seen many homeless people who had a devout belief in mirrors. They were obsessed with believing that the reflected world in the mirror was the real thing. Only those who first realized this truth could gain extraordinary power in the next world and escape from the divine world burning in the fire of karma.

For example, his fellow countryman Zenas refused to change his ways no matter how much he was persuaded. He held a mirror in his arms all day long and did not make any progress. He was always talking nonsense. Nasha was very worried about him, and talking to his parents was of no use at all.

After asking the adventurer for help, the other party easily woke up all the believers of the mirror. Now they are all awakened as if from a dream, and some even burst into tears, revealing expressions of strong regret.

He is truly an adventurer, the legendary savior of the gods. Nasha was convinced at first, but then he felt a toothache when he thought about how much reward he should give Ye Lin.

After thinking about it, the charge for a powerful person like him to attack should at least be comparable to that of the highest-level hunter in the Monster Striker Team. That is a hefty price... Nasha began to feel dizzy.

Admiration is admiration, money is money, they are two different things. Living in Wulan requires money everywhere.

As for Zenas, this guy probably doesn't even have a hundred dollars on him.

Ye Lin collected all the auras in the mirrors, identified their sources, and then looked at the depressed Zenas and said, "Tell me about the whole story, and about Freis the Doom."

Wu Lan considered the belief in the mirror to be a distorted spiritual sustenance. As long as they did not actively hurt others, they were allowed to believe in whoever they wanted.

Among the three continents of the divine world, the God of Mist has the largest group of believers, but everyone's soul and will are free, and there are no forced constraints of the law, so the objects of faith are varied.

Some people believe in the Sky Curtain Beasts as real creatures, and think they symbolize powerful strength and freedom.

Some people also believe in the fictional god of machinery, and some scholars fanatically believe that machines also have souls, and that there is some kind of supreme divinity behind the machines made of steel.

Zenas asked Nasha for a cigarette first, took a greedy puff, and felt a little relieved. He said, "I met Freis near the base of the Demon Strike Team. He has dark skin, white hair, and wears a long white coat. He always plays with a dice with a lot of numbers in his hand."

"I want to try my luck in the Demon Fighting Team. I have learned boxing and kicking for a few years and I am very strong. I think the income there is very high, maybe someone will want me."

Ye Lin nodded slightly. He had learned about the Monster Attack Team from Bianca. Their income was indeed among the highest in Wulan. Even ordinary hunters could become middle class, but this was earned by them constantly risking their lives to fight against monsters and pirates.

At the same time, not all members of the Demon Attack Team are cultivators, there are some ordinary people, so Zenas wants to try his luck.

However, Bianca said that those ordinary people actually have special skills, such as superb airship driving skills, maintenance skills, medical skills, fog weapon operation skills, etc.

When it comes to life and death, everyone in the hunter team must be capable.

Zenas, who only has strength, is destined to run into obstacles in the Monster Strike Team's guild and can only do odd jobs for the hunters at most.

"I searched for a job there for two days but couldn't find one. Then I ran into Freis by chance. He laughed at me for being a wimp and asked me to roll the dice with a cold expression. The number was very small, so he asked me if I wanted to gain the same power as the Demon Striker Team." "I had no reason to refuse. I dreamed of using magic, even if I could only become a professional."

When he said this, Zenas couldn't help but look at the broken mirror again. He had possessed considerable power for a short time, but unfortunately the price of using it was his vitality.

Nasha had a lot of curse words ready to curse Zenas until he was covered in spit. But after hearing what he said, most of the curse words disappeared.

The silence lasted for a while, then turned into a helpless and bitter sigh, filled with a strong sense of sadness.

It's not just the five elements of nature, but also the magical power that can enable people to embark on the path of cultivation. It is a talent that only a few people in the divine world can touch.

If you want to be a good hunter, traveler, or a Muse who uses melody as a weapon, or other unconventional practitioners, you must learn "magic".

As for the Demon Guardian, no one is willing to gamble their life on this. The mortality rate of transformation into a monster is comparable to that of transplanting the Eye of Darkness.

Those who can practice cultivation are not superior to others, but they are indeed born with one more path for the future than those who cannot practice cultivation.

Why? !

Nasha was angry, with a trace of sadness on his face. He was not a cultivator either, and he also envied those who possessed extraordinary powers.

Maybe this is "fate".

Some people are born with fine clothes and delicious food, with a worry-free future. All they have to think about every day is how to spend money, and the only bitter thing they have ever tasted is bitter gourd.

Some people are born into poor families, have no talent for cultivation, and do not have access to quality education. Every day when they open their eyes they have to cheer themselves up... to survive.

The Beast Fang Judgment provides a certain degree of free education, but you can't even learn the basics. Higher-level professional education requires a hefty tuition fee.

The Gear Workshop has a strict master-apprentice inheritance relationship, and the members recruited by the Clockwork House need to have a certain knowledge foundation...

It is not so easy to take the technical path of the divine world.

There are many, many young people like Zinas who come to big cities from small places with insufficient education to make a living.

In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Zenas told the whole story in detail. The overall story was not complicated, but the circumstances revealed made people think deeply.

"Give me another cigarette. I haven't tasted this in a long time." Zenas reached for the cigarette box in Nasha's arms, but the latter dodged with a smile and curse.

Nasha finally threw him a cigarette and said, "Come on, I'll pack for you and go to the printing factory to ask. Maybe by the end of the year we can save some money to resist the risk and use it to enroll in school to learn something."

After thanking Ye Lin, Nasha looked a little embarrassed, feeling unsure, and said, "Your reward..."

“One hundred dollars.” Ye Lin stated the price directly and asked for a symbolic amount. He could have given up on it, but asking for a little was in keeping with his status as an adventurer.

"Your generosity is touching." Nasha opened his wallet and took out a cleaner bill to pay for the reward. Ye Lin keenly discovered that there were also coupons for the goods of the Liyun Chamber of Commerce in his wallet.