Game of Destiny: This player is different

If it is a scenario mission limited to a small scene, it doesn’t matter whether you bring money or not.

But in a large world like this where you come into contact with indigenous forces, you can’t move forward without money.

"Captain Kali, I'm really sorry to bother you."

Qin Nuo casually grabbed a handful of silver coins from the bag, about 30 silver coins,

and stuffed them into the other party's hand: "We have been drifting on the sea for many days and haven't eaten anything decent.

Can you please bring some simple food?"

"It's too late, and the shops in the town are closed.

If you don't mind, there are some dry food in the office."

Captain Kali didn't take all of them, but only took out 7 silver coins from it,

"One day's accommodation fee plus one meal fee, I won't charge extra."

"Just consider it as our payment in advance."

"No, this is the rule."

"Rules are dead, people are alive,

You can also prepay the room fee when staying in a hotel, right?"

The two of them pulled each other at the door,

Captain Kali found that he couldn't beat the short businessman in front of him in a hand-to-hand competition,

and couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes.

(Qin Nuo is currently pretending to be short, only 1.73 meters tall)

But considering that the other party can cross the sea in a small wooden boat,

it is impossible to do it without some skills, so he is relieved.

After taking all the silver coins helplessly,

he did not put them directly into his pocket, but seriously issued a receipt,

proving that the mercenary group received 30 silver coins.

Then he ordered his subordinates,

to go to the kitchen to bring black bread and water and hand them to Qin Nuo.

"In the countryside, there are only these simple meals."

Captain Kali's serious face barely showed an ugly arc,

"It's getting late, you two should have a meal and rest quickly."

After saying that, he left the utility room and closed the wooden door, looking very busy.

Old Eight also woke up at this time,

grabbed the black bread and broke it, and found it was still hard,

opened his mouth and took a bite,

and immediately heard a crisp sound between his lips and teeth.

"Friend, is this wood?"

He chewed hard and swallowed with difficulty.

He could not taste anything, but felt that his esophagus was scraped by a knife.

"You have to soak it in hot soup."

Qin Nuo picked up the water bag and poured water into the wooden bowl.

Then he inserted the square bread vertically into it: "You can do this without hot soup, but you have to wait a little longer."

"Oh, then I won't eat it. You can give me the oatmeal."

Lao Ba decisively gave up the black, hard, and charcoal-like bread.

This thing does not suit the Chinese appetite at all.

It is difficult to eat and digest.

Compared to black bread, oatmeal can be considered a delicacy.

"We ate it all on the way. Where can we get it in stock?

If not, I'll get you some soy sauce."

Qin Nuo spread his hands, meaning that he only had some seasonings left.

"Okay, it's better than eating nothing."

While the two were resting in the mercenary office and the mercenary outside the door was leaning against the wall and dozing off,

In the dense forest in the suburbs, southeast of Moxie Town,

two figures walked quickly and quietly under the cover of night.

"Haholan, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?

Two humans came out of the Sea of ​​Evil Thoughts?"

"Don't you know my reconnaissance ability?

It's exactly the same as what I encountered two days ago. I promise I didn't make a mistake."

The man called Haholan touched his shoulder subconsciously.

The wound under the gray robe has been healed after treatment,

but it left a psychological shadow, which still scared him.

The two figures passed through the woods and quickly reached the edge of the town,

easily bypassed the mercenaries patrolling with torches,

and arrived at the port terminal on the shore.

"These are the two ships. I remember them correctly.

The shape and material are the same as two days ago.

They should be human players from the same plane."

Haholan pointed at the sampan in front of him and spoke in a low voice.

The taller companion next to him came over,

reached out his hand to touch the wooden trestle, then glanced at the town buildings,

"The footprints are still fresh, and there is a strong human smell left,

which means they have arrived here not long ago.

We didn't see anyone go out when we came, it seems that they are likely to stay in the town."

"Last time Broken Jaw took three juniors to perform a mission,

but they fell into the hands of humans and suffered heavy losses.

This account must be paid back no matter what."

Haholan clenched his fists: "But the human players who appeared this time are obviously stronger.

If we rush over, we may not be able to get an advantage."

"You have become cautious after being taught a lesson by that human woman."

The companion glanced at him meaningfully, and said slowly,

"This is a good thing. At least you know not to rush over when something happens."

"Hey, Ibek,

Can you stop mentioning it? I've been talking about it four or five times along the way."

"Hehe, if we are not from the same family,, I was too lazy to save you at that time. "

The robed man called Ibek sneered,

knelt on one knee, put his hands on his waist, and took out a scroll from the void.

After opening his fingers to the left and right,

his nails cut his fingers and dripped blood in the middle.

Immediately,

a spiritual energy flowed through it and slowly formed a ritual pattern.

"Ibek, what are you doing..."

"Human players must be captured,

but it's better to test their details to avoid repeating your mistakes."

"It's endless, isn't it?"

Haholan's face froze, and he was a little angry: "Even if it's a test, there's no need to waste the precious contract scroll, right? "

Hearing him say this,

Ibek shook his head and was too lazy to explain, and continued to draw the ritual.

As blood continued to flow from his fingers,

the air became heavy, as if something was being torn apart by force.

At the quiet dock,

except for the breathing of the two robed men, only the sound of liquid sliding slowly floated,

tick, tick...

The priestess Sif opened her eyes and climbed up from the bed.

"Leaking? "

She lifted the blanket and looked up at the roof,

and found that there was indeed a leak.

Turning her head to look out the window, she understood what was going on,

it was raining.

Sif found a wooden basin and placed it where the water drops fell,

then walked to the window,

looking at the beads falling outside and the torches swaying sporadically in the dark,

slowly put her hands together,

recited silently, and prayed in her heart.

She is a priest in the town of Moxie, and her daily job is to lead the residents in worship and prayer.

However, since she grew up here since she was a child,

she usually helps out in the hotel in her spare time and works as a lookout. The board lady works,

earning a little money.

After all, clergy also need to eat,

How can they spread the doctrine without money and let the light of God shine on the earth?

It's like the monk Tang who crossed the sea to Japan Island in the past.

If he had no money in his pocket, he might not even be able to leave Yangzhou, let alone buy a boat to go out to sea.

Of course,

Nowadays, monks have no money and can't go anywhere either.

Maybe they will be dragged away by the traffic police as soon as they walk onto the highway.

It's not that modern people are disrespectful to monks,

but they are worried about being hit by a car and causing a traffic accident.

"I hope Moxie is safe and sound as usual."

Sif finished the prayer devoutly and was about to go back to bed to rest,

The next second,

Roar——

A deafening roar tore through the tranquility of the town, and something flew over in the darkness.