On the northern outskirts of Yongye Port, on the windward entrance that is hit by wind and sand, there is an alley called Heishui Lane. This is the slum of Yongye Port, and most of the residents are marginalized groups other than the Weilant people.
Among them are natives from the great desert, deportees from the legion's homeland, natives of the New World, and even Borneos.
The complex ethnic composition and sharp contradictions have created a mixed bag of good and bad people here.
Although the local gang members did not dare to brazenly fight under the eyes of the Willant people, vendettas and armed fights did occur from time to time, just like in West Sails Harbor after the Southern Legion took over.
The Weiland people don't care about the life and death of these scraps. They are just cheap and easy-to-use labor. Although they struggle on the line of life and death of poverty and food and clothing every year, they have never seen them die.
They are like weeds, they always come here for various reasons, and after the spring breeze blows, they sprout new shoots one after another.
So it's no wonder that the Southern Legion is dissatisfied with the civil service group in Triumph City. Triumph City-style oppression is too inefficient and even weak.
If those idiots in Triumph City could be like them and build a "mutual harm" society at the bottom, where flies and rats would beat each other to death over a piece of shit, and spit on each other over who is more smelly and smellless, Xifan
There was no way that the initial riots would happen in Hong Kong.
Moreover, the people in the garrison are worth criticizing. It is the worst thing to do a favor with a guard you know. My brothers haven’t booked the entire hotel yet, and they are all my people.
Even if Daxin "died heroically", it would be over after eight days.
This group of little noses and elder brother Fang were able to beat the shit out of their heads in Borneo. Those guys actually managed to get through the customs with visas issued by Triumph City, and even went to a hotel to book a room.
That money is a big figure for these young guys, but it is still a lot for newcomers like us. "Enlightenment meeting, Martin, when he heard those two words, he didn't think of something."
It's because our eldest brother conquered that young man.
When I got there, my conversation suddenly changed again.
"The Horseshoe Tavern, right?"
Morse was impatient to wait any longer. He held the dagger slightly, preparing to show the dead dog some color. Following the captain, a guard swallowed his saliva and asked easily.
“It’s actually us”
If no locals were there, they would be scared to death by the scar.
Like the guy named [Talan Raider], the two of them are veteran players who qualified for closed testing in the early stages of the beta test. They have played for more than two years, and their levels are below level 30.
The comedian was amazed after hearing this.
Seeing the leader's "done it" look, Pickled Fish asked without any worry. This guy must have been broken if he was caught, and the Enlightenment Association said he would definitely find me on his own initiative. York, who was standing aside, muttered loudly.
One sentence.
"It's too early to say it's over. Either way, it's too little or too little." There will be no workers dying of exhaustion on the docks of the Willantes.
Mainly because I was worried that the colored pen would mess up the mission and blame it on me. In addition, Talan didn't know that I was not the only one who received the mission. Talan's face turned red and he glared at me.
The ten captain squinted his eyes and searched for a while on both sides of the street. For example, Yongye Harbor.
"Shh, don't scream so miserably, you avoided his artery."
Walking to Nok's side and squatting down, Morse took the dagger from his brother's hand and patted Nok's trembling face hard with the back of the knife.
After all, the dock with the most oil and water in our eyes does not serve this group of businessmen.
"Do I care if you just leave it like that?" Taran said with a blushing face.
"You guys haven't passed this horseshoe-shaped signboard eight times." "Brother, is he any good?"
But for the alliance, that matter cannot be used as a bargaining chip that can play a role in the internal game. Maybe.
Considering that a small number of colonies of the Southern Legion are distributed on the edge of the small desert, the Alliance reasonably speculates that the Southern Legion should have reached some kind of agreement with the Enlightenment.
That 1,000 dinars was well spent.
"It is necessary to take care of it. Even if I am caught, what can I do? Moreover, it is a good thing for me to make some noise and come out. Going to the enlightenment meeting outside the small desert is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but it can alert the other party and make the other party aware.
If you are looking for us, we will definitely look for you in turn."
After participating in so few materials and picking up so few pieces of wool, the investment of only 4,000 dinars was still a big deal for me.
I always feel like I'm involved in something that's worth it
This guy used the technology from the Era of Prosperity to develop a virus called "Death Agent". Fatty Liver, who had always been talking, frowned and said loudly in thought.
The guard looked solemn and immediately accepted the order.
Looking at the gold coin in my hand, the unshaven woman suddenly showed a surprised expression on her face, and then she put it away with a smile. Even without a visa from Triumph City, it's still a bad thing!
"Ah, by the way, listen to what the guard said. We seemed to have lost him at an intersection far away from there. I ask you not to look for him at that distance."
The pickled fish on the side also nodded, with a hopeful expression on his face.
Morse's shoulders shook slightly, and a cheerful smile appeared on his face.
Just like that, the group of guards, led by a captain, chased them all the way from the dock to Whitewater Street in the north. Medical Miracle suddenly looked guilty.
Morse didn't answer. He thought about it silently for a while, then frowned and looked at this older brother, Pickled Fish: "Old calf!"
The eight players exchanged glances with each other, and the Yamato in their eyes became weaker and weaker. There was no room for us until we retreated from the small desert.
As for the woman whom I respectfully call the youngest, her name is naturally "Nock", but she is the leader of the Hyena Gang, Morse.
The local gangs are better at finding people than the police. Isn't that a coincidence?
Taran felt a little happy when he heard this, but without any expression on his face, he calmly took out two seventy dinars.
[Desert Eagle] chuckled and put up the telescope in his hand.
It can be seen that our team leader has invested a lot of money for that mission!
For such a small gesture, if it costs us 70,000 yuan, it will definitely give me the reputation of "broken fingers"!
Putting the tip of his nose under the two gold coins and taking a deep breath, Morse's eyes slightly narrowed and the corners of his raised mouth gradually evoked a playful smile.
Thinking of this, I became more determined and immediately gave the order.
As for now, too few people will get in the way, and they may be watched by the Weirant people. "Why did he tell you earlier!"
The elder brother had a frightened expression on his face and shrank his neck tremblingly. "Yes!"
"Port garrison!"
Medical Miracle: "Tsk, that's the important point, you said burial. He thought it was a treat to the restaurant, and he politely sent it to the door." While saying this, I put my calloused palm under the handle of the dagger.
, squinting his eyes slightly and leaning back a little.
There was a heartbreaking scream outside the room, and a dagger was inserted under my calf. The group of blue gophers were indeed fine.
How do I feel that I have recruited another group of valuable people to return?
At that time, the elder brother nodded quickly and continued.
"Shut up, they, you think your Chinese language is quite eye-catching, don't you?"
When I said that, my heart moved, and I shouted as if I was remembering something. "Shut up!"
"Boy, the Weirant people have issued a reward, saying that a few spies from the alliance have escaped from Whitewater Street.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n1,000 dinars for those who die.
, give two thousand alive.”
"Lao Xiao, who is inside?"
Yes, from a small perspective, that's not a bad thing. Morse's eyes narrowed to a slit.
Looking at York, who was about to go out in a hurry, Yuan Yan forcefully pulled out the dagger inserted under Nok's calf and motioned to the elder brother next to him to bandage it.
"Those guys are far away. If we still contact the local gangs in the far area of Baishui Street, we will offer a reward!" That is simply taking the "realism" of the game seriously!
"That's just a deposit. Once Yamato brings me to you, the balance will be a hundred times that amount." York was also stunned for a moment, and then threw away his saw in ecstasy.
It is certain that the mission is really that important.
"Repay the money?" Morse smiled faintly and said quickly, "York, open up his mind a little bit, will he be satisfied just by paying back the money?"
The poorest people in that port are not the merchants who go to sea.
4000 dinars?
"But you always think it's a bit too complicated. It's such a coincidence that this Martin is in Yongye Port?" Taran breathed a sigh of relief and returned his attention to the streets on both sides of the alley.
York looked at Morse and said calmly.
As for this fool named Taran, he is a stone thrown by me.
It looked like we were about to catch up, but after following a few turns, we discovered that we had seen him.
My face was black and blue, my eye sockets were sunken, my forehead bones were protruding, and I was dying like a wild dog on the verge of death. Nok, who was dying and leaning against the corner, looked desperately at the madman behind him.
Angry Fatty Liver: "Okay, right? If you drive people to a small desert, does that make you a predator?" "What does it mean to betray your teammates? That means to scare others away from the grass and ask for directions. Learn from it!"
Finding clues is difficult.
Finding that no fish had slipped through the net, the garrison commander immediately ordered someone to chase him.
"Intuition tells you that you can't get less, less, less from this group of geniuses."
The houses on White Water Street were all built haphazardly. Not to mention the house numbers, some of the houses had to be searched for even the door. We have always done business at a loss.
The pickled fish next to me glanced at the reliable group leader suspiciously and said doubtfully. No wonder I rushed to TO!
"This idiot has created so much noise that the entire Baishui Alley is in a state of agitation."
The seven people at this moment did not know that at the same time as we turned back from the main alley, several Wilant soldiers appeared in the place where we passed one after another.
The key person is a guy named Martin, and our bad image also mentioned an organization called the Enlightenment Society. "Do you want to do that job?"
"You stayed at the Oak Barrel Hotel in the port area during those days. This eye-catching beer barrel is not a sign. If he goes to the hotel waiter, tell him your name, Taran, and I will naturally bring him to see you."
Any information that is confirmed to be worthless can be exchanged for contribution points and silver coins, and as the investigation deepens, hidden tasks may be triggered by taking a step back.
Following the large note provided by [Key NPC], Taran followed the diagram and "very slowly" found the previous key NPC in the task chain - this mercenary named Nok.
York, who had a scar on his chest, had a sharp look in his eyes and said with a sinister smile.
"Yes, I know they are a group of local people, and they seem to come from a place far, far away. There is no smell of sea tide under our dinar."
After they collapse from exhaustion, we will be quietly buried in a place where no one can see, with the regrets suddenly awakening, amidst the laughter of everyone.
We have seen both players’ routines and NPC’s routines.
Medical Miracle: "Actually, the Weilant people are quite extreme. They actually allowed the sugarcane bagasse to rot in front of their homes, instead of burying them in a small desert."
"+1, you have no impression either."
The teammate standing next to me looked at me and asked.
It is impossible for the Southern Army to find any evidence of spies from us. As for forged evidence, at least we can only deceive our own people.
Seeing the heart-rending screams gradually turning into gasping sobs, Morse smiled at the dead dog and reached out to cover my mouth heavily.
"I have a problem, but how should I contact you before you find me?" For a special person, that is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.
Angry Fatty Liver: "Are you crazy?! Who will do the work for him?" It's up to me to overcome that difficulty.
Otherwise, it’s really hard to explain why the task was given to that scammer.
However, I am already the same person I was back then, and my body has not been drained by gambling and drugs.
Sure enough, long before we left, something happened to these newbies. With greed in his eyes, Morse paused for a moment and said with a smile. And it was the kind of people who would take the bait.
.
The elder brother was stunned for a moment, thinking hard for a moment before answering.
"Martin! Remember, you know that guy! You had a drink with me yesterday, at this pub at the intersection."
"We called you Nok, but we recognized your face. You guess we don't actually know the owner of that house." 4,000 dinars!
Horseshoe Tavern!
As I said that, I passed by York and walked out of the next door house.
The garrison planned to separate and interrogate the group of suspected spies Lan Litao. However, when counting the number of people, they found that the number of people we captured was not the same as the number of people who boarded the ship.
As long as you can complete the task, everything is worth it.
I will definitely be driven to the end by a few villains in the future. "Young man, is this all over?"
Although there are not many newbies outside my corps, I am a newbie, but my presence outside the server is relatively high. Talan smiled lightly and said quickly.
The captain who led the team had a bright face and cursed in the face of the smelly street.
Looking at this woman leaning against the door of the big house, her chin covered with stubble, [Talan Raider] vividly confessed what he was doing there and who he was looking for, focusing on a sincere
.
I really think it's awesome.
There are only eight of us players on the entire ship who are above level 30.
My consciousness was on the verge of fainting, and I didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy.
The desert eagle shrugged, taking it for granted.
The work done by the people in Weiland is particularly reliable. We say the amount is more than the amount, and we have never defaulted on an account. "You know us, young man?"
For example, Baishui Lane.
As the best among the dawdling players, although we are like these T1 and T2 guys who are stirring up the whole wasteland world, we have rarely seen all kinds of routines of cutting leeks.
Nok, who opened and closed his mouth, shrank forward in fear, his head pressed against the wall, his eyes fixed on the dagger stuck under his leg, like a pig leaving the slaughterhouse.
"He said yes, Yamato."
Before listening to my narration, the NPC "Nock" standing at the door touched his unshaven chin and said thoughtfully.
Since this guy named Martin is at the port, everything is less likely to be bad.
"Rather than knowing, it's as if we were at our door just now." Morse had a strange expression on his face.
It is said that the unlucky guy will become a "powerful" figure in the market in the future. He once worked as a sailor for a small wealthy man in a certain triumphal city, and the settlements he visited could fill a thick book.
"Indeed." Medical Miracle touched his chin, "If the task really wasn't that complicated, wouldn't anyone be able to do it? "Then go after us!"
Watching the figures disappear at the entrance of the alley, the woman named Nok turned back to the house and slammed the rusty iron door shut.
Taran smiled faintly, with a confident expression on his face.
Admiring this shocked face, Taran smiled slightly, threw two heavy gold coins into my hands, and patted my greasy shoulder.
Walking in the "garbage treatment plant", several players were whispering loudly, exchanging words that might get them beaten if the locals understood them.
"What should I do now?"
"By this time, you said you would be able to follow the clues and find some clues." No matter how you think, it is all the fault of those group members!
The next thing to do is not to wait patiently for the flowers to bloom.
The two old players standing on the top of the building are not sure yet. As long as they are over level 30, they cannot trigger the task of investigating the enlightenment meeting.
Morse doesn't care about what this organization is, he only cares about how much money he can get. The edge of the knife has completely receded.
These newbies disembarked with electronic passports issued by the Adhesive Community. In other words, our legal status was denied by Triumph City.
It is precisely because of this that we ignored this guy's deception and left the team as soon as we landed.
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Just like the mother nest of Baiyue Province, no one has completed the tasks released last year this year.
The several Wilante guards following me all looked as if they were facing a small enemy. Their eyes looked around the white alley, which was surrounded by all the closed doors and windows.
Hearing that name, Morse showed a surprised expression at first, and then his eyes quickly narrowed. Are we from the Wilantes? We may always be buried in the same place as the victors from the Wilantes.
a place.
In fact, the mission briefing stated very clearly that the Alliance's Guards Corps did not confirm that the Enlightenment Society was involved in the war in Borneo. They only heard that a researcher with the identity of a refuge resident appeared in the Southern Army Corps.
Why should we run away if there is a problem?
The fearful look in his eyes was like seeing a demon. Nox shook his head tremblingly. Listening to Morse talking casually, York had a surprised expression on his face.
Things are getting boring
However, Sha Diao was not satisfied with my statement and refuted it with a click of his tongue.
"Besides the news about the reward, is there any other news? For example, about the characteristics of these spies, the location of the last sighting, etc."
The moment I closed the door, the dim smile disappeared from my face, and a fierce light shone out from my two small soybean eyes.
Yamato people see risks, but I see golden dinars.
My name is York, nicknamed "Doctor", because my usual job is not to see doctors, but to collect debts under Whitewater Street with a group of hyena gang members.
"The guards didn't say it clearly. They just asked you to pay attention to the stranger's face."
"Martin's name doesn't sound familiar to you at all. I thought he woke up after a while. What if he comes back in a few days?"
"I asked him what he was looking for for a long time, and you told him not to ask and follow him. How the hell do you think he knew where he was going? He should have told me earlier if he was lost."
"How can he finish his sentence in one sentence without squeezing out toothpaste?" York slapped the brother's head hard and cursed.
As early as when the group of blue gophers came to the pier, the garrison stationed far away from the pier was keeping an eye on us and caught a group of them at the entrance of the hotel.
Seeing that the scammers were looking up to her, Taran rolled his eyes. Pickled Fish: "She can also be the mother of goblins."
The Zengou Gang spent one thousand dinars to acquire the good deal, so naturally they would be satisfied with just seventy dinars. The gang members on Whitewater Street all called me "Broken Finger."
Before explaining the things that needed attention, Taran turned around and left with eight eldest brothers. The eldest brother immediately answered.
Taran's eyes searched along the street for a while, and his eyes slowly began to shine. Listening to the conversations of the eight people with cerebral palsy in front of him, Taran Raider's head was covered with white lines.
"Does he know a guy named Martin?"
To be honest, our group of individual players are all stones thrown by the villain manager. "Maybe that can help him think of something."
During the Enlightenment, Martin even involved spies from the Alliance.
"Is it the intersection of the main road in the distance? Next to the Horseshoe Tavern."
At the same time when all the gang members in White Water Lane were agitated, two women were looking at the direction of White Water Lane with binoculars on the roof of an abandoned factory building far away from Nok's house.
"That's it, that's all"
Pickled Fish: "+1, he is not too extreme."
"The Horseshoe Tavern is eight doors from the left. Go back out of the main alley and turn left. You've found it! It's not there. Follow you!" A bald man in a vest carrying a rusty saw came out of the next room.
He turned out and looked at "Nok" who returned outside the house and asked.
However, precisely because of the ultra-low degree of freedom, the difficulty of the task ahead must be great. It is very similar to what the Enlightenment Society would do.
As expected, the woman named Nok had a greedy expression on her face, and she took the gold coins back into her pocket. "That wave of selling teammates is really bullish."
Getting lost was just a major episode in the journey, and it did not affect the Desert Corps' mission. After hearing the plan of the sand sculpture, [Junichiro Xiaokawa] couldn't help but give a thumbs up. After hearing the words of the youngest, the eight players finally
It stopped for a while.
Unfortunately, luck is good. I turned to be a mercenary, but I didn't get rid of the bad gambling habit I picked up when I was a sailor. I also got into the "snake grass" smuggled from Snake State to Yongye Port, and I was in debt.
A debt of nearly twenty thousand dinars.
Hearing the small promise promised by the group leader, the eight brothers following me took a breath. "Where did the reward come from?"
"After last time, I'm sure he'll be thinking about Yamato at worst before I answer your question."
"But maybe we can't pay back the dead dog."
Even if converted into silver coins at the worst exchange rate, it would cost 800 silver coins! Angry fatty liver: ""
Does it mean something yin and yang is weird?
Anyway, those who were detained were "clones", and they were risking the lives of citizens.
Although the Southern Army and the Alliance have not declared war on each other, the two sides have not yet figured it out in Borneo. At that time, people from the Alliance suddenly appeared in the territory of the Southern Army. How could they be targeted?
The address under the note was also written in an abstract manner, and even when asking for directions, a few people could understand it. "Damn it, I lost you!"
Seeing the excitement on my face, the medical miracle next to me couldn't help but remind him. Although White Water Lane is considered the boundary of Yongye Port, especially the people from Weiland will not come there at all. This man's collar
There is a centipede-like scar tattooed on the bottom, which looks very ferocious.
"Yes, yes, it's right next to this tavern. It seems we haven't caught a batch yet. It's in front of a hotel called Oak Barrel in the port area."
I saw a thin woman sitting in the corner.
Thinking about it carelessly, the bad image will be the same in the future. My Desert Corps has never recruited abnormal people. "He knows what I look like. You go with him."
At that moment, an older brother walked back from inside and spoke in a higher voice.
The main reason why I called it that name is because almost half of the gamblers in Baishui Street have left their fingers on me. Taran said angrily.
"Yes, yes, yes—ahhhh!!!"
In order to make my team look like we were on an outing, I specially brought only eight close friends who I had just met. As for the other eighty new team members, I arranged to book a room in a hotel.
The degree of freedom in that task is very low.
Everything goes smoothly, just like the ancestral toilet of the "Cup Club". "That's called money ability, they know nothing about it."
That guy is the real Nock.
This chapter has been completed!