Use your skills to become a god in the infinite game

Hang Jing opened her eyes and found herself standing at the dock, wearing a sleeveless top that was similar to a sack. She was completely black. She was being scolded by the foreman to move the goods quickly, otherwise he would be fired.

Hang Jing looked at the piles of goods and was silent for a few seconds, trying to maintain his emotions. He started moving with a straight face, cursing in his mind while moving, especially after seeing the character information given to him by the game.

Why come to the city to make a living, trying to pay rent and keep a job, sometimes scavenging.

Didn't Jiang Qi say that he has a reputation for being evil in the game?Just wear a sack and go scavenging?
"What kind of rubbish game, with such a fucking identity every time! In such a big city, with a population of more than 60, I am the unluckiest among [-] players?"

Now he has to go hungry if he doesn't work for a day, and may be kicked out by the landlord at any time. Where can he find clues?
Moreover, the dock is one of the most densely populated places, and it is impossible for his teammates to find anyone even if they come to him.

Unless a teammate gets some special status.

How could the game give them such a huge advantage?

"The ship will leave soon, and there are still so many goods that have not been loaded on. Move quickly! Have you not eaten?" the supervisor yelled.

It's not that he didn't eat. Hang Jing was observing the dock while carrying goods.

There are many ships of different sizes coming and going here every day. The hulls are made of wood and the equipment looks relatively primitive.

The workers who moved the goods were all male. The youngest looked to be 14 or 5 years old. The older ones with all white hair were also working. Everyone had skin that had been darkened by the sun for a long time. Their bodies were thin and their arms were almost the same size. The muscles are wrapped in layers of skin, sweating profusely while carrying the cargo.

During the break, everyone's food was the cheapest black bread and raw water.

The dock is very bustling, with ships coming and going, but there is no bustling among the workers at the bottom. There is only the smell of sweat, stench and all kinds of human behaviors.

The salary of a porter is not high, just enough to make a living. People have to compete for such a job at the dock.

It wasn't until dark that Hang Jing finally finished his day's work. The player values ​​in this dungeon were not low. It was okay to work for a day, but the physical exhaustion made him hungry quickly.

The porter's salary was paid daily. He calculated what food he could buy. The most he could buy was black bread and a thin piece of barbecue.

Without leaving any money, if there are not so many goods to be moved at the dock tomorrow, he may sleep on the street.

He has never been so miserable in the game. Mining is at least covered. The only advantage of the dock is that everyone is there, allowing him to quickly collect information about the city.

When Hang Jing left the dock, suddenly, a man fell down unexpectedly. When people around him saw this, they all walked up to check, but Hang Jing didn't get too close.

The man's face didn't look right, he was taking in less air and outgoing more, as if he was ill.

The doctors in the background of this dungeon are all clergy. They treat civilians for free every week in a small church. They have no systematic medical knowledge. It is good to see whether they can take care of their fate and avoid being treated by weird methods.

Hang Jing watched the man being carried away, withdrew his gaze and continued walking out.

The street outside the dock is extremely lively, half of the street is occupied by pubs, and the customers inside are all low-level civilians working at the dock, earning hard money, and occasionally come here to have a glass of cheap ale for fun.

Walking further in, in the alley filled with pungent smell, there are women waiting for customers, and there are all kinds of sounds here.

Hang Jing was stopped.

"Do you want to go in and have a rest?" The other party looked at him with a charming and ambiguous smile, "If it's you, I don't need to charge you today."

"No, no." Hang Jing waved her hands and walked quickly.

People here are trying to survive, and sometimes violent incidents occur. He heard on the dock that 'he' had helped them once.

Hang Jing lives in the back, which is the cheapest accommodation here and is settled on a daily basis.

There wasn't even a bed inside, the grass on the ground was the bed. "Okay, okay, let's play it like this, force me to rob the rich and give to the poor."

He could just go to a rich person's house and steal some forgotten jewelry, and he would be able to leave.

[According to the public security laws of Sayres City, stealing requires cutting off both hands, and robbery requires guillotine. Please abide by the laws, otherwise you will be arrested. 】

Hang Jing held back for a long time and said the name of a plant, grass.

What's the meaning?The player is forced to abide by the law. If he wants to get rid of the status quo, he must play in a way that complies with the dungeon regulations just like Fang Yuan did when he was in the mine.

He felt that this broken game was targeting them. When the players' identities were different and their advantages were strong and weak, this setting was suppression.

Maybe those people who are God’s messengers are in the church.

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the other side.

Jiang Qi walked back with the bucket. She could easily lift the bucket with one hand, but she had to pretend to be struggling to avoid being too conspicuous.

Behind every window here, there may be a player standing and peeping, and the soldiers guarding the water source may also be players.

The most troublesome thing about this dungeon in the early stage is that players must abide by the laws and cannot kill NPCs with a maliciousness value below 95%.

This means that players with a higher status than her can use this to cause her great trouble.

Jiang Qi didn't want to take risks.

Later, the man who had just received the water said to his companion, "Why is the water a little mixed? Can I drink it?"

"It should be fine." The companion said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Someone just drank it directly. The city's drinking water source is a top priority and is guarded 24 hours a day. Even if there is a problem later, Also at the back, the water was not drinkable on the first day, just for fun, only rich families have dedicated wells."

"What you said makes sense. There are many people there during the day, so we'll make two more trips at night."

While he was talking, a man walked by coughing, and his face didn't look normal.

The two immediately looked at each other and moved away from that person.

"Damn, the living environment here is so dirty, can it be an infectious disease? I've heard of the Black Death."

"Not necessarily. For a dungeon with such a high level, infectious diseases alone are not enough."

As Jiang Qi walked in the corridor, he could hear the sounds coming from the neighbors, crying children, irritable men and sick people, their voices mixed together.

"Tomorrow is the church's medical consultation day. Let's go early. There has been less work recently and the salary has been reduced, so I won't rent a carriage anymore."

"Thanks to our Lord for the gift that we can be healed."

Jiang Qi paused, took out the key, opened the door, and lit the kerosene lamp on the table.

During the day, she found out that except for the largest and most magnificent white church in the city, there were small churches in every area.

There is also a burned-out cathedral, just opposite the White Church. (End of chapter)