Infinity from the giant

Chapter 192 Welcome Ceremony

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!"Excuse me, is there a carriage to Orange Town now?" Renn asked the bartender.

He can actually buy a horse and ride it alone, but he doesn't know the road, and there are no landmarks on the plain, so it is easy to get lost.

The uncle bartender was taken aback and glanced at him in surprise, and the bar became quiet for an instant, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

After a while, there were bursts of laughter.

A drunk, strong Xie Ding burped alcohol and laughed: "Little devil, have you not woken up? Now the people in the plains hinterland are all madly rushing out, you are fine, rush to die inside! "

"Haha, maybe I want to make money and want to be crazy. Those ghouls eat wild dogs, young people like you, be careful to be swallowed so that there are no bones left!" There was a scar on one face. The cowboy sneered.

"Haha, who knows, maybe Zolo is the next monster?"

"I get angry when I say this, the damned skeleton gang, don't kill those ghouls, and take advantage of the fire!"

"The ethics of the ghost hand Marcelo has long since fallen to the ground. It's no surprise that he will rape me some day!"

"He's a traitor! I hope Zorro will get rid of that scum!"

………………

Rehn's words seemed to arouse people's discussion in the bar, and everyone quarreled.

The bartender examined the windy Rennes, and slowly said, "Young man, you have also heard it. Now there is a bloody storm in the plain. Personally, I don't recommend you to go in.

Of course, if you really have something important, you have to go to Pegasus Square in the southern part of the city, where the team will be happy to hire you as a bodyguard."

"Thank you for telling me and give me three beers."

Ren found a table to sit down and began to pay attention to the conversation.

With just a glass of beer, he heard a lot of news.

For example, Marcelo, the "ghost hand" ranked number one in the Pugney Plains, has recently suddenly become frenzied.

The Skeleton Gang under his command not only snatched money, but even looted people with a carriage, which had already broken the "rules."

In addition, the local 7th game suffered heavy losses, and many deacons have arrived from all over Faroland, and they are still increasing their troops.

Also, Zolo and Skeleton, the both righteous and evil monster, helped to clash with each other. Before, the ghost hand and him had been in good water.

"Hiccup~"

Beside Rennes, two cowboys drank high, and a red-nosed cowboy said loudly: "I have a cousin who is a Mounted Policeman. He told me that the seventh inning is hiring!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, an opportunity to become an extraordinary person!"

Another cowboy with a thin face and black hair was hesitant: "I know this too, but it's too dangerous to go and fight a ghoul!

We may not survive to be officially hired afterwards. How many people do you think have signed up?"

"Wealth and wealth are in danger! If you want to be extraordinary, how can you not take risks!" said the red-nosed cowboy categorically.

The Inch Cowboy sighed: "The seventh game may not be so kind, we may be just cannon fodder!"

Rehn's eyes flickered when he heard the words. He knew that the existence of transcendents in this world was not a secret, but the threshold of the transcendental path was really high.

The various resources, guidance methods, supporting vocational skills and advanced information to unlock physical potential are not accessible to ordinary people.

There are often ordinary people who meet a transcendent and stick to it with a face, hoping to seize the slight opportunity.

Of course, such people are either rejected or have no good end.

When Catherine took Renne to join the Witch Hunter Association, the first words of the old goat were:

'Where did the fool come from?Lack of cannon fodder and bait recently?'

There are often transcendent professionals who will use ordinary people who are eager to reach the transcendental path and let them be cannon fodder.

But this kind of thing is voluntary by those people, even if they die, they won't blame the professionals.

Some wizards even use this to trick people into conducting human experiments.

Ordinary people and supernatural beings are connected, and they may climb to the sky in one step, or they may fall into the abyss.

Once such an incident happened, a third-order transcendent and a fourth-order transcendent (the awakened among civilians) had blood feuds, and the third-order transcendent could not help the opponent.

He ran to the hometown of the fourth-order transcendent, a small village, and killed the entire village, nearly a hundred lives, including many of the fourth-order transcendent's childhood playmates.Bibi e-book www.bibitxtxs.com

In the end, the third-order transcendent was caught and executed, but the innocent villagers couldn't survive either.

Although there are not many such extreme cases, there are countless similar tragedies, and the extraordinary and ordinary people are two circles.

The intersection between ordinary people and extraordinary people is possible, and it is also possible to die without a corpse.

This is why Rennes was not ready to move bricks. Foreman Julian Fisher originally wanted to keep him, but when he heard that he was going to be a bartender at Baker's Bar, he immediately avoided a snake.

Thinking of this, Ren sighed. He was lucky, because of the aura of the stars, he was regarded as a "born awakened person". Otherwise, he didn't know how much he would have to suffer to get up from the bottom.

Thinking about it this way, there is no sense of existence, and many times even he would forget the golden finger-the cheating "Garden 404".

It seems to have some effect, at least so that he doesn't have to start from scratch.

Unlike the two cowboys in front of them, they had to fight their lives to seize the opportunity and embark on the extraordinary road.

Since the starting point is pretty good, you should work harder, not to shame the celestial traversers.

After drinking three glasses of wine, Ren stood up and walked to the bar to check out. The bartender reminded him: "Young man, Dilamo is on the edge of the plain. It's a small city. There is still order.

But once you enter the hinterland, regardless of men, women or children, don't trust any strangers.A gun can't scare the people there."

"Thanks for reminding!" Feeling that this person was very enthusiastic, Renn smiled and thanked him.

The bartender uncle shook his beard, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he waved his hand: "No thanks, who told you to look like my son."

Ren's smile was stagnant and his head was full of black lines, before he could say anything.

"Haha, here again, the daily repertoire!" A drunkard laughed.

The red-nosed cowboy slapped his thigh: "Rookie, feel the care of Old John!"

"Outsiders, remind you, go further. Anyone who is passionate about you will have an attempt on you, such as wanting to be your father!"

"You have been baptized, newcomer, I wish you prosperity!"

"I wish you prosperous martial arts!"

"Kill, kill those ghouls! Let them know how powerful Pugney Cowboys are!"

"The only ones who can protect the homeland are iron and blood!"

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One by one shouts sounded, which seemed to be some kind of local welcome ceremony.

Rennes looked wrong, and the bartender patted him on the shoulder: "No matter what you choose to go in at this time, as long as you are an enemy of ghouls, you are a good man of Farroland!

Now many people here are people who have just lost their homes. They are forced to escape.

They hope that someone can expel those ghouls, so whether they really or fake it, they will send blessings to the cowboys who enter."

"is it?"

Rehn held his cowboy hat, turned and walked away, and walked towards Pegasus Square in the south of the city.

He suddenly remembered a book he had read-"Lost in Froland", which was written by a palace minister more than a hundred years ago during the time of Charles IV.

There is such a paragraph above:

"We failed and failed to build the ideal huge empire. I don't understand why Farroland cannot stand on top of the world like Knokman and San Joan.

The people did not support us, thinking that we were fanatics in the war, the church intervened, the Royal Norkman also intervened, and the Steam Alliance acquiesced to this.

We had no choice but to withdraw our troops from Cassevia.

Your Majesty seemed very tired. We finally compromised. As the losing party, the Fire Dragon Knights were disbanded, and the soldiers returned to the field, and the glory was dimmed.

Farolan also needs to change and become harmless to humans and animals, otherwise the church will not stop.

I asked your Majesty, if this continues, one hundred years later, Faluolan will only be softhearted!

He told me that whether it was Nokman or St. Joan, they used the blood of their enemies to forge glory.

He said that in a hundred years, we may still have a chance.I believe him, I am 36 years old now, I can live to a hundred years later!

At that time, I put on the white leather armor, put on the red robe, drew the sharp sword, and told everyone in the world that there was an invincible red robe here!"

The person who wrote this book was the deputy head of the Fire Dragon Knights, and now the head of the 7th Bureau of Faroland-Karl Moldred

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