A Different World That Started as a Slave

The wait was not very long, and it was soon Reens' turn.

Following the operation of the person in front of him, Reens first took out his wooden sign and put it on the counter.

"I am a newcomer, and I am here to receive the 'newbie task'. What is my task?"

Reens said to the counter lady in front of him.

"Please wait... Okay, this is your 'task list', please keep it."

The counter lady smiled at Reens and said lightly.

She moved quickly. Because of the previous case, she knew that Reens should also be a newcomer, so she prepared the 'task list' in advance.

After Reens handed over the wooden sign, she filled in Reens' personal number on the two 'task lists'.

Then he handed one of the "task lists" to Reens and put the other one away.

This completed the process of receiving the task.

Reens picked up his wooden sign and "task list", made way, walked aside, and checked the content of the "task list".

There was not much content on it, and Reens quickly finished reading it.

To summarize it simply, it is-

Who to kill? When to kill? Where to kill?

"Reens, what is your mission?"

Ben walked to Reens and asked him.

"Kill a guard in the outer city tonight, what about yours?"

Reens looked up at Ben and responded.

The mission introduction was very detailed, not only with descriptions of the identity and appearance of the mission target, but even the location where the target appeared tonight was marked.

It can be said that Reens did not need to do any preparation except killing people.

"My mission target is a businessman, and the time is also tonight."

Ben replied in a low voice.

Ben obviously felt a little guilty about the life that was about to be ended by his own hands, but the limitation of his identity forced him to do so.

This undoubtedly made him feel more guilty.

"Is it tonight?"

"Are you so anxious for us newcomers to complete the 'baptism'?"

"Or is it just a coincidence?"

"There just happened to be a vacant task, and it is more suitable, so we are arranged to complete it."

Reens said to Ben seemingly unintentionally.

"Just?"

Ben was a little puzzled.

Because of self-blame, Ben regarded himself as the main reason for "others' death".

He believed that it was because he needed 'baptism' that the family specially prepared this kind of killing task.

Although Reens did not know Ben's specific psychological changes, he could probably guess that he was feeling bad.

So Reens planned to comfort him.

"The mission description is so detailed that we even know when and where the mission target will appear."

"It means that the family must have observed the target for a long time."

"And under what circumstances would the family spend energy and time to investigate a person?"

"Probably only when the target has been set long ago."

"So, the mission came first, and then we had the process of executing it."

"It's not because of us that the family will issue such a mission."

Rians explained to Ben.

"Ben, you have to know that we are just knives, and it is never the knives that kill people, but the people holding the knives."

Rians whispered to Ben.

The voice was very light, but it was clearly transmitted to Ben's ears.

"Yes, we are just knives... just knives!"

"Sorry... I worried you, Reans."

Ben stood there for a while, muttering to himself, and after he recovered, he exhaled heavily and said to Reans with some apology.

He knew that Reans's words just now were to wake him up and let him break the confusion in his heart.

"There's nothing to apologize for. As a friend, it's my duty to comfort a friend who is in a state of loss."

"Although I don't know what you have figured out, I feel relieved to see you return to normal."

Rins waved his hand at Ben, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.

"Well, thank you for reminding me, which made me figure out some things."

Ben said to Reens.

At this time, he had already recognized his position.

They were just tools of the Glenbargen family and could not decide their own fate.

Just like a knife cannot decide who uses it and how it is used.

In this case, why should they complain about themselves? It's not their fault.

"

However, what have you been through, Reans, that you can figure out such a problem at such a young age? "

Ben sighed at Reans.

"Didn't I tell you... I'm just an orphan. After being kicked out of the orphanage, I only lived in the outer city for about a year."

"Some things are hard to figure out, just because the person involved is confused and trapped himself."

"So don't think I'm smart and have a clear mind."

"Everyone will encounter confusion. If no one reminds you, try to think from a different angle next time."

"Don't be stubborn all the time. You won't turn back even if you hit the wall. You will knock yourself out."

Reans chuckled and responded to Ben.

"Okay, there's no time to chat anymore. I see Harriman waving to us."

"It seems that everyone has received their respective tasks and is gathering at that senior Jonathan's place."

"Let's go over there quickly. "

Riens interrupted Ben's intention to continue speaking and urged him.

Hearing this, Ben turned his eyes to the direction pointed by Reens and saw that everyone else had indeed gathered there, leaving only the two of them.

Seeing this, Reens and Ben walked over there quickly.

"What were you talking about just now? So serious? I waved my hand all the time, but you didn't see it."

After seeing Reens and Ben walk into the team, Harriman stepped forward and said to the two.

The reason why Harriman only waved his hand and didn't shout to Reens and the others was because he was new and didn't dare to make too much noise.

In fact, Reens and Ben tried to keep their voices low when they talked just now.

One is that they don't want others to hear it, and the other is that they are worried that loud noises will cause others to dislike them.

They are just newcomers. It is not a good thing to offend the seniors here by accident.

"Talk about some life philosophy. After all, we may become big figures in the future. We must have some life insights of our own to live up to our status, right? "

Riens smiled and said perfunctorily to Harriman.

Riens knew Harriman's thoughts very well and knew how to interrupt his thoughts of continuing to ask questions.

"Life insights? I didn't expect that Riens thought further than me. It seems that I have to prepare well. "

Harriman put one hand on his chin, rubbed it left and right, pretended to think, and thought to himself.

And seeing Harriman's look, Riens' smile on his face became even stronger.