You call this a shield?

These people are probably mercenaries?Sheld observed for a while, most of them were wearing simple stitched leather armor, without much meticulous treatment, occasionally there were some metal pieces protecting key positions, and there were various weapons, and there was no strict standard.

The difference between them and bandits doesn't feel too big. If I have to say it, it's probably because the weapons are better maintained.

There are still some places that are vacant, but there are traces of firewood burning, probably left or moved.After all, the bandits have already been driven away... Eh, isn't it?

Sheld suddenly remembered that this group of people probably didn't know that the bandit leader was killed by him, right?

"Investigate, investigate, investigate..."

The skills were swiped one by one, but there was no blue bar anyway, not even a CD, and Shield wanted to know if there was a limit to this skill.

"Name: Yiluo. Occupation: Jobless. Level: 1. Strength: 9, Dexterity: 6, Intelligence: 5, Constitution: 7. Skill: None."

"Name: Darnell. Occupation: Unemployed. Level: 1. Strength: 7, Dexterity: 8, Intelligence: 6, Constitution: 7. Skill: None."

"..."

Basically, they are all level 1, and the attributes are not much different from those of farmers. It seems that the composition of mercenaries is not professional, and there is no special attribute advantage. Compared with the advantages of farmers, it is probably because of combat experience and weapon skills. something quantified.

Moreover, it seems that killing does not necessarily provide a level?Or is the level increase only for professionals?

Thinking in his mind, Sheld raised his nose subconsciously. The scent wafting around him could be judged to be some kind of vegetable soup.

What time is it now, why are you eating again?

Sheld looked at the sky, and saw that the sun was setting slightly. Sheld had no way of knowing the exact time, so he could only talk about it in the afternoon.

He was observing these mercenaries, these mercenaries were not observing him, some of them glanced away and then continued to cook, while the other part cast interested eyes and talked to each other in a low voice.

"Hi sir, need some help?"

The sudden voice behind him made Sheld stop in his tracks.

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Volume 11 A New Beginning: Chapter 11 Chapter [-] An Unremarkable Beginning

Need some help?

I need a lot of help!Better tell me how to save this Mother Fucker world.

Shield complained inwardly, while turning around, the map panel told him that these were several neutral units, and the red, white and green light spots were always helping him analyze who was hostile to him around him.

The red stroke around the body can also replace the function of the "bright blood bar" in the game very well.

In short, this plug-in is not bad in this respect, and it is worthy of praise.

In front of them was a man and a woman, two mercenaries, both men and women were very "fashionable" grandma with gray hair, the man was tall and handsome, and the woman was tall and beautiful, with long swords on their waists and small leather shields tied to their left hands.They are all wearing good leather armor, which is obviously different from other mercenaries. It has bright paint and exquisite stitching on it, and the texture is a bit like plastic.

In his previous life, Shelder saw this statement in some weird popular science videos, some leather armors can achieve the defensive ability close to that of iron armor after undergoing complex craftsmanship, and they are much lighter than iron armor. Maybe it refers to this kind of ?

Habitually throwing away the "investigation" skill, he got two mediocre data.

"Name: Hodge Haisong. Occupation: Jobless. Level: 1. Strength: 10, Dexterity: 5, Intelligence: 10, Constitution: 8. Skill: None."

"Name: Taibetha Haisong. Occupation: Jobless. Level: 1. Strength: 8, Dexterity: 8, Intelligence: 8, Constitution: 8. Skill: None."

"what?"

The data is relatively mediocre, but the name is a bit problematic.

These two guys have surnames. Although Sheld has just arrived, he can basically understand that civilians without a certain status will not have surnames, but only first names. figure it out.

"noble?"

Sheld was thinking about it, but with a polite smile on his face, he asked, "How can you help?"

The female mercenary named Tai Beisha was obviously stunned for a moment. She obviously didn't expect Shield to kick the ball back, and the question was thrown to them again.

"Looking at your attire, you are obviously a person of status and status, but you look... uh... a bit down."

Hodge replied: "I guess you met bandits on the mountain road, that's really unlucky, our brothers and sisters can provide you with protection on the way back!"

Hey!

Sheld understood that with his good clothes and dusty appearance, he looked like he had suffered a lot, and he was misunderstood as a robbed nobleman or businessman.

"If you are willing to add a little more reward, we can even try to help you get back the robbed property. If you can't get it back, we won't charge extra reward."

Tabetha added.

Hodge followed and nodded: "That's right."

"My name is Hodge, and her name is Tabesa. You can trust our ability. Look at these equipment..." Hodge tapped his sword hilt: "They are all high-quality products that only the real elite will use. And the compensation we need will be relatively fair.”

Looking at the attributes alone, they are indeed very elite. Whether it is Tai Beisha's all 8 or Hodge's unemployed top strength, the equipment is indeed top-notch. Combined with their possible hidden identities, they can get this kind of Equipping is not difficult.

"Just the two of you?"

Sheld asked with a half-smile.

"The two of us are enough." Hodge raised his head slightly, with the arrogance that "elites" often have: "Elite doesn't need much, what matters is ability."

"Soldiers are better than many?"

"exactly!"

Hodge's eyes lit up slightly: "Sir, you are obviously a knowledgeable person, how about it? Think about it?"

If it was an ordinary nobleman who was robbed, he would probably be moved, but Sheld was not. He pointed to himself: "If my current situation is after being robbed, then what can I have to pay you?"

"Oh sir, you don't have to worry about this, we will escort you to your home, I believe that those things that were robbed are not all of your property."

"Hmm...not a bad idea."

Shield nodded: "Then, tell me, if I want to go to Baishi Port..."

"I'll take you there! Our home...ah no, the station is there."

Hodge patted his chest: "With our escort, you will be very safe!"

Family?

Shield was not deaf, so he naturally heard the leaked words.There was a plan in my heart: "When do you plan to stay and return to the station?"

Hodge opened his mouth, what's the problem, back to the station?But he subconsciously replied to the question: "I will probably stay for a day or so... However, if you are willing to hire us to go to Baishi Port, you can leave now."

"Good! Morning or afternoon?"

"afternoon……?"

Sheld clapped his hands: "Then I don't need to hire you!"

"???"

Leaving the two stunned guys behind, Sheld patted the ashes on his shoulders and strode into the village.

……

Hiring or something, Sheld has no money to hire, but prostitution is still possible. His plan is very simple, leave it until tomorrow, and leave with these two.

There is no need for guards or guides, everyone is just walking together, strangers, it doesn't matter.

What?Why follow you?Having said that, everyone just happened to go in the same direction. Is there any evidence that can prove that I am following you?

Sheard said he was too witty.

He found a villager at random, and asked if there were any hotels, taverns, shops, etc., and after asking about the general direction, Shield went to the shops here first.

He sold the only water bottle he could afford, and exchanged it for a silver coin and a new leather water bag. According to the owner of the store and Sheld's own understanding, a copper plate can be regarded as a piece from his previous life. money.

而100枚铜板可以换1枚银币，也就是100块钱，100枚银币能换1枚金币，也就是1万元。

It is usually more troublesome to carry so much money, so there will be commercial banks in larger cities that can exchange for state-issued stamps, which have special anti-counterfeiting methods, which are the secrets of the royal family.

By the way, his current location is the territory controlled by the United Kingdom of Rovana.

The boss is very talkative, and Sheld knows a lot, but the boss doesn't know much more, because this is also the countryside after all.

An aluminum kettle can be sold for one silver coin, which is 100 yuan?Although Shield told himself that the currency from his previous life could only be used as a reference, he was still a little tongue-tied. There was not much difference in the price of food, but the price of metals fluctuated greatly, which made him wonder if there were not many aluminum mines in this country.

Sheld regretted selling it cheaply, but he soon forgot about it.Kettle!It's not a necessity, the most urgent thing is food, clothing, housing and transportation!

The tavern and the hotel in the Great Mill are in the same room. It is a two-in-one business. There are not many people inside. After opening the wooden door, there is no enthusiastic kanban lady to greet you. .

Wine and food are relatively cheap, 3 copper coins for a vegetable soup, and 10 copper coins for one night stay.

After paying the money, I enjoyed a normal meal that was not delicious, the clear soup was watery, and there was no fat.Shield went to the upstairs room to rest.

This is the second day after coming to another world, nothing special.

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Volume 12 A New Beginning: Chapter 12 Chapter [-] Is he a professional?

"Brother, those people..."

In the early morning, although there are no special entertainment programs in this era, mercenaries are still used to drinking until midnight, or come to some technical exchanges. The brutal collision always makes people excited, accompanied by the smell of alcohol and the mood when placing bets. Roller coaster, don't be too lively.

For these activities, staying overnight is still common.

All these activities stopped when a group of people with torches and oil lamps, who seemed to have returned in vain, appeared from the darkness.

Tabetha and Hodge were no exception. After making a small profit in a few rounds of betting, they stopped and prepared to rest. They slept until noon and went back in the afternoon.Ten seconds ago, Tabetha was still resentful that the guy who seemed to be a troubled nobleman rejected them yesterday. Although Hodge comforted her in the afternoon, saying that people have the freedom to choose, but in her opinion Come on, this is their kindness being rejected.

In the past, no one dared to reject them so casually!

But after ten seconds, these thoughts were thrown to the back of their heads, many mercenaries put down their work, and surrounded the group of people who came back, Tabesa and Hodge were no exception.

"Why did you come back at this time?"

"What about people?"

"Those bandits escaped?"

"Have you killed it?"

"Where's the head?"

"I knew that this group of people who went first were unreliable. If we were to go first..."

The scene was in a mess, with questions and answers in a hurry, but the person who asked the question was aggressive, and the person who answered was quite depressed as if he was too lazy to speak.

As a result, the answer was completely covered up in the noisy voice.

The scene is getting more and more chaotic.

The reason for this chaotic situation is that the employment of the big mill this time is not a point-to-point employment, but a recruitment method.

The rewards offered by the Adventurer's Guild in Baishi Port are relatively generous, and the task content is relatively simple, so many veterans and novices who join in the fun form a group to come.

This also leads to a problem, there are too many monks and too little porridge.

So after the lottery drawn by the head of the big mill village, the first batch of people who went to the village were decided. If they returned without success, the second wave of people would go.

Some of the people who were not drawn felt that there was no hope, so they just cursed a few times "bad luck" and left directly, because it was just a small group of bandits, and it was estimated that there were less than 30 to [-] people.Qinggu said whether it was big or small, but there were not many places where they could be stationed, it was nothing more than a touch point.

That's why when Sheld came, half of the garrison positions were completely vacant.

Tabetha and Hodge were also the ones who gave up. The reason why they didn't go back immediately was that they were more leisurely and didn't make a living. In other words, they just came to play.

Hodge quickly found a guy sitting listlessly on the edge. He knew the best way to get mercenaries and adventurers to talk.

A small money bag was handed out, which contained dozens of copper plates, not many, but it was a thought.

The listless bearded mercenary felt the "respect" from this young man, and immediately lifted his spirits, and asked in a good manner: "Do you want to know what we encountered in the depths of Qinggu?"

"what?"

This mysterious expression almost made Hodge's heart excited. For example, giant dragons, mysterious hermits, wizards who master the mysteries of life, etc... Of course, this is a romantic fantasy for young people.

Have you heard of any exciting legends about this place?There is no such new passage in the tales of the bard of chicken thieves.

"A small village, and some farmers."

Hodge: "..."

It's not as exciting and mysterious as it sounds.

"Where are the bandits?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say next." The bearded mercenary showed some yellow teeth, grinned, and made a gesture of spreading his hands: "No more! Everyone has to make a trip for nothing."

"No more? Why?"