Master a little skill every day

After Wang Xiang calmed down a little, he asked: "How did you learn it?"

"I can't explain this clearly. Anyway, I know it myself and I can teach it. The fireball technique is very simple."

Wang Xiang nodded without asking further questions, pointing to the small river in front of him: "Then you first try firing a fireball towards the middle of the river."

"Ah."

Bai Miao concentrated his energy and released the fireball technique.

"boom!"

A blazing fireball condensed from Bai Miao's hand, and then flew out under Bai Miao's thoughts, exploding on the river, producing a large amount of steam and grilled fish.

"This is as powerful as a small grenade."

Wang Xiang admired: "How is the consumption?"

"It's not low. It may cost 10 points of mental power this time, and I feel like another thing is being consumed."

Bai Miao estimated that as the level of the fireball skill increases, it will be more powerful and less expensive.

The first level consumes 10 points of mental power, which is not worth it for such a small amount of power.

"Then, let's put the matter of learning magic later. The first priority is that we need to find a place to stay in the city and gather information along the way. There are many people in the capital, so this is a good place for gathering information. After the information is almost collected, Let’s go again.”

"I agree, I'm looking for the Sword and Shield of the Brave. There are no clues now. How can I find them? I just want to go to the hotel and take a shower. Just now, someone just pooped on my crotch next to me. It disgusted me to death. "

Bai Miao was also rubbed with a lot of unknown liquid, and there was sweat and saliva, which was very disgusting.

"How much money do we have left on us?"

"Let me see……"

Wang Xiang counted everyone's money and found that the three of them had almost 6 silver coins and 3 copper coins.

"How is the value of money in this world calculated? How long can we live with this little money?"

Zhao Wanyang was worried whether such a small amount of money would be enough to stay for one night.

Wang Xiang smiled and said: "Don't worry, it will definitely not be enough for us to live on. When I left the city, I noticed that the fee for entering the city is 1 silver coin per person, which means that the three of us will have to pay 3 silver coins when we enter the city. The worst room in the hotel here costs 5 silver coins a night.”

"Ah? Then we still have to go to the city? The cost of the capital is so high?"

Zhao Wanyang felt the terror of a big city for the first time.

"To enter the city, these three silver coins are necessary expenses. People in the capital are relatively wealthy. We can make some money through other channels. Let's go to the city first."

Bai Miao glanced at Wang Xiang: "You don't want to rob under the nose of the war commander, do you?"

"How could it be? My profession is a bard, and singing on the street is reasonable, right? If you know any juggling skills, remember to come with me, and we can ask for tonight's living expenses."

"what?"

Chapter 256 Adventurers Guild

"The adventurers from far away have packed their bags~

"Everyone will sing about the war commander's deeds~

"Then the Demon King can only hide in the castle and worry alone~"

Wang Xiang and Bai Miao stood on the street, played a ditty on the morinouqin, and sang improvised lyrics.

Zhao Wanyang was standing next to him, holding back his embarrassment and swaying from side to side, while Bai Miao was doing his work on the spot.

"If you have money, please support me with money. If you don't have money, support me with personal entertainment. Now I will perform a sword swallowing performance. Thank you for your support!"

Bai Miao pulled out the sword from his waist, and stuffed the sword into his throat amidst the surprised gazes of everyone. As the sword blade was completely submerged into Bai Miao's body, the crowd of spectators burst into fierce cheers.

Coins were thrown at Bai Miao's feet one after another. Zhao Wanyang immediately found the meaning of his existence here. He bent over and picked up money frantically on the ground, thanking the people around him while picking it up.

Wang Xiang also played more vigorously.

After the sword-swallowing performance was over, Bai Miao asked the people around him, still not satisfied, "Does anyone want to see someone eating noodles with their nose?"

"Have!!"

This is a rare thing. Except for drunkards who are so drunk that they can't find the door, who would eat noodles with their nose?

Soon, a good guy brought out a plate of fried noodles from a nearby shop and handed it to Bai Miao: "If you eat him, I'll reward you with a silver coin!"

The onlookers also applauded, encouraging Bai Miao to eat the noodles with his nose.

Bai Miao unhurriedly put his nose to the plate, smelled it, and after confirming that there was no poison in it, he continued to enhance the atmosphere and said: "Please support me if you have money, and support me if you don't have money. Next, I’m going to act like I’m eating noodles with my nostrils!”

As he spoke, Bai Miao actually inhaled the fried noodles directly into his nose without even needing a fork.

"Chiliu! Hiss! Chiliu!"

In just a few clicks, Bai Miao sucked up a plate of fried noodles.

Naturally, rewards are indispensable for such a unique skill. Zhao Wanyang couldn't help but smile from ear to ear when picking up money.

Wang Xiang also understands the principle of giving up when something is good. If he continues to make money, he is likely to attract the attention and jealousy of others.

At least three to four hundred copper coins were earned during this trip.

According to the ratio of one to ten in the empire, there is no need to worry about living expenses these days.

After a few people hurriedly closed the stall and left, they came to the deserted alley to count the loot.

In the end, there were 5 silver coins and 421 copper coins.

An income equivalent to 47 silver coins.

"It's really rich. This money should be enough for us to live in the capital for a long time."

Wang Xiang shook his head: "The cost of accommodation is 5 silver coins a day. Don't forget the cost of meals. For normal expenses, it will cost 2 to 3 silver coins a day. This money is only enough for a week."

"A week to collect information should be enough. If it doesn't work, I'll go out and take a look tonight."

Zhao Wanyang and Wang Xiang both glanced at Bai Miao. They seemed to know what Bai Miao was planning to do at night, but neither of them revealed it.

There is no other way. Selling and singing can only solve an urgent need. The first time is to make a temporary profit before others react, but if you keep doing it after that, you will easily be targeted by interested people.

If you want to live longer in such a high-cost capital, the fastest way is to use some extreme measures.

But Bai Miao didn't plan to take action on the first night. He first went to investigate the situation in the capital at night.

And what kind of attitude the so-called War Commander maintains towards criminal behavior.

Once these things are figured out, a lot of planning can begin.

Bai Miao still does not have the confidence to fight against the entire country alone.

Maybe there's still some hope in calling Wu Miao Miao over.

Thinking of this, Bai Miao was thinking about the 20 people in this copy. Are Hu Muyao and Le Shi here?

But even if they come, the possibility of several people cooperating on this dungeon mission is not high.

We found a cheap hotel and the three of us squeezed into a room.

The room was very small, and there was only one bed and one chair. Bai Miao thought that he didn't need to sleep, so he gave the bed to Zhao Wanyang.

Wang Xiang slept directly on the ground.

However, this room is not so much used for sleeping as it is a temporary place for a few people to stay.

The mental power of several people now exceeds 30 points, and Zhao Wanyang is still a little short of reaching 50. The impact of not sleeping for a few days is actually not big.

Wang Xiang posted a lot of talisman papers in the house for warning and counterattack. Bai Miao also set up a formation in the house to increase the power of Wang Xiang's talisman papers.

The talismans drawn by Wang Xiang using props were much more powerful than those drawn by Bai Miao himself.

"I'll ask the boss to get some food, and you can teach me magic."

Wang Xiang walked downstairs, and Bai Miao, looking at Zhao Wanyang's expectant eyes, combined with his own insights, taught her how to use the fireball technique bit by bit.

Zhao Wanyang listened very carefully.

"I feel like I understand, but I don't seem to understand. Releasing magic seems to require consuming something other than mental power."

Zhao Wanyang still has some memories of this magician in her head: "She chose to become a magician at that time because one of her attributes was better than her peers, which determined that her talent as a magician was stronger."

"Are there any other memories?"

"The memory is not clear this time. Apart from the basic name, where he came from, and all the scattered memories, no one else has it."

Zhao Wanyang sighed.

"It's okay. Just slowly understand how to use magic. We can't expect too much on the first day. It's enough to understand the current situation."

This dungeon mission is to find the Sword and Shield of the Brave, and those eager teams should leave the city directly, but Bai Miao believes that only after collecting enough information before setting off, will they not be deceived and take detours.

Moreover, investigating in the capital is also helpful to increase the development of the dungeon.

"It's lunch, I guess. The food isn't that good, but it should be enough to satisfy you."

Wang Xiang walked in with a plate of food.

"You can basically judge the development of this world from the food structure. Basically, this place has not broken away from the agricultural society, and industrial development can be ignored. It can be regarded as a very typical copy of another world."

Wang Xiang picked up a small piece of bread, dipped it in the broth, and ate it with a smile, not disgusting at all.

Zhao Wanyang was also so hungry that he grabbed it and ate it.

"Bai...oh no, Whitesith, don't you eat some?"

Bai Miao shook his head: "I just ate it."

Isn’t the plate of fried noodles that just made my nose squirm better than this one?

"...It's a shame you can do it. How on earth did you do it?"

Zhao Wanyang still couldn't help but wonder where Bai Miao learned so many fancy things.

"This should be considered a talent."

While eating, Zhao Wanyang was a little happy: "My pages seem to have grown again.

"The progress of the society and language pages has increased by about 5%, and the religion page has also increased a little bit. In other words, my mastery of the other world will also be reflected in the pages of the book."

Zhao Wanyang took out the book and flipped through it: "Hey, naturally this page has also grown. Is it because I learned magic?"

"It seems that the more copies you experience, the greater your improvement will be."

Bai Miao thought that the pages of Zhao Wanyang's book were quite similar to his own skill-drawing pattern.

As long as she is in another world, she will continue to acquire new knowledge, and then this knowledge will be absorbed by the book and automatically classified into the page that belongs to it.

General categories, philosophy and psychology, religion, social sciences, languages, natural sciences, technology, art, literature, history and geography.

There is always one that fits.

In other words, the greater the difference between the dungeon world encountered and the real world, the greater Zhao Wanyang's improvement.

"After eating, we will go to the Adventurer's Guild in the afternoon to see if there are any commissions suitable for us. Accepting commissions is our obvious way to make money, and by the way, we can also learn about the Sword of the Brave."

"If you go to the guild now, will you encounter many other door-knocker teams?"

Bai Miao was more willing to wait one more day to figure it out before taking action.

"There is no need to hide yourself."

Wang Xiang analyzed: "We now need to think from the perspective of these original people. When we know the mission issued by the Warmaster, we will definitely think about how to collect intelligence. Adventurers who do not go to the guild are not qualified adventurers. .”

"Okay, let's go and experience what the guild is like."

At this moment, the guild is already crowded with adventurers from all over the empire. Many people are even upset because they cannot enter the guild to accept commissions and earn living expenses. They even fight to compete for the top positions and favorable conditions. delegate.

In the guild office, an old man with gray hair was frowning and listening to the report of his subordinates.

"That group of adventurers from the countryside are simply vulgar. The reputation of adventurers is ruined by these stinky beggars. The Warmaster would actually summon such a group of people to look for the Sword of the Brave..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, his jaw had completely disappeared while he was chattering endlessly, and a large amount of blood flowed from his mouth.

"Ah... ah ah..."

The old man sitting on the chair retracted his hand, took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the back of his hand: "The moment you questioned the Warmaster's decision, you were already a dead man. Summoning the empire adventurers was the Warmaster's decision, and the Warmaster's Is wisdom something that you and I can question?

"As for the group of adventurers, their strength varies, but there are always some good ones. It's up to them to fight and kill them. If they don't have enough strength, even if they are lucky enough to get the sword of the brave, they will only be snatched away by others."

After the guild leader's order was issued, members of the guild stopped trying to stop the adventurers from killing each other.