Morrison walked out of the grand Adventurer Commission Association and walked into the crowded streets.

This is the time when the city of Leding is the most crowded.

The laundry female workers and people from all walks of life gathered together in the patrol. This was the most lively time of the day in Leding City.

But Morrison rarely sees these scenes.

Every day when I wake up, I will ask the maid with red hair and freckles to help with breakfast, but make a cup of coffee by myself, either reading a book or looking at the sea, and the days of the day are exhausted.

In the past, before Morrison became a psychic, scenes that could rarely be seen before were now visible.

Without resting in the house, he saw another wonder in the world, which made Morrison not sure how he should feel.

"Gorsuna Street, South District" Morrison remembered the address of Joseph telling him about the fighting camp.

"There is still a task." Morrison complained helplessly.

His complaint was curiously looked at him by several people who passed by him, and one of them seemed to be considering whether to transfer Morrison to the Crusaders of the Star Church.

After thinking about it, the man decided to give up.

This made Morrison very embarrassed and his face turned red.

Morrison thought for a while and should go to the fighting training camp as soon as possible. His fighting strength was very bad. If he met the mysterious man that night, he would not be able to escape without Mr. Z next to him. There would be only one corpse left, leaving the stars to teach me the crusaders to collect the corpse the next day.

To go to the South District, you must first pass through the West District, which is the poorest place in the entire Leding City and a gathering place for the poor.

Morrison has read a study on the poor in the kingdom of Chamten.

These poor people put the most effort and earn the least money every day, and can earn three copper pounds per day on average. Most of these poor people only have one or two laborers, but they have to raise seven or eight, or even more. Their meager salary is simply impossible to afford. The death toll in the West District is the largest in the entire Leding City. When walking in the West District, flies, mosquitoes, and corpses are seen everywhere.

Next to the sewer, in the sewer, and next to the garbage dump are corpses everywhere.

Because too many people died and too many people had no money, they had to steal and rob

The West District just happened to be a place where the fish and dragons were mixed, which made many people dare not go to the West District.

Now the West Side has become synonymous with crime, violence, death, and poverty, and few decent people are willing to go there.

Oh, Morrison is one.

Morrison has a natural kindness to the people of the West End, but because he rarely comes out, the West End has always been a place where he wants to come but cannot. This time, Morrison came.

As soon as I approached the West District, the rotten smell of the corpse was extremely strong, which made people feel very uncomfortable. Morrison thought of the same smell as Honghe Village. He also remembered what he met in Honghe Village, and couldn't help but feel cold on his back. A little cold sweat broke out.

The mouse ran unscrupulously on the street, which was a scene that could not be seen in other areas, which surprised Morrison. Leding City was obviously a pretty good city, but in the West District, such chaos still occurred.

Morrison didn't know that even in the slums in the capital of the Chamten Kingdom, this was the case.

It is not that the kingdom rulers did not take effective measures, but that when the kingdom gave the money to the relevant departments, the officials embezzled a lot, which was very terrifying, resulting in the real subsidies that were given by the king were completely different from the subsidies given by the king.

Even if they do it, they are better than nothing. Things that are obtained out of thin air can easily make people feel unreal. They will only use this money quickly and then return to their status as poor people.

A truly smart person may be poor, but he will definitely not be poor.

Morrison didn't know how to help these people, and he also knew that it was impossible to do it with his own strength alone.

He accidentally saw a child about six or seven years old, walked behind a rich man, and quietly stole his wallet.

"Hey, this is the illusion of the times." Morrison was a little depressed, and he couldn't help but sigh.

This is something that can’t be done. No one can do anything about this kind of thing.

Morrison had to hurry on his way. In the West End where he was trying to save, he felt countless eyes staring at him in the dark, as if he wanted to eat him before he could give up.

Not far from the West District to the South District, but the road to the West District is difficult to walk. Can you still vaguely see the gangs in the West District pushing the poor into the corner and killing them, leaving only a corpse?

There is no shortage of street girls on the street. Although it is early in the morning, these people are not afraid of the crusaders. Generally speaking, the crusaders will not come to the West District, even if there is a murder.

In the eyes of big people, the lives of small people are not worth it or worth it.

After more than an hour of difficult trek, Morrison finally arrived at Goresauna Street in the South District. After looking around, he discovered that Joseph had mentioned the fighting training camp.

The fighting training camp looks ordinary from the outside and does not have much attractiveness, but it gives people a feeling of solemnity.

Morrison pushed open the door to the fighting training camp, and suddenly there was no light. It took him a long time to react.

He took out the piece of paper that Joseph gave him from his pocket.

Andrew Norman appeared and he looked at Morrison.

"Who are you? What's the matter with us?" The rough voice sounded, which shocked Morrison.

Morrison, who had just recovered, handed Andrew the piece of paper he held in his hand.

Andrew's face changed several times in that instant.

Morrison, who was on the side, had a good observation ability, but when he discovered this, Andrew quickly returned to his calmness.

"My name is Andrew Norman, just call me Andrew. That old guy Joseph sent you here. I guess you are from Yueguang too, otherwise that old guy would not be willing to speak. Since he begged me, I will not hide my own privateness." The rough voice sounded again, and Morrison felt that the voice was indescribable.

"First-level psychic, raving." Andrew's voice sounded again, telling Morrison a fact that he couldn't believe.

Although Morrison's expression was as normal, his heart was shocked.

Mr. z said that there are not too many psychics in this world, and it is impossible for them to be full of psychics everywhere. There are still many ordinary people. Generally speaking, there are already many psychics who do not belong to the church or other organizations in a city, and generally there are no one.

After thinking about it, Morrison felt relieved.

"Anyway, I have entered the circle of psychics, and some of the people I come into contact with are psychics." Morrison comforted himself.

Andrew interrupted Morrison's thoughts.

"From today on, you can learn fighting with me. Although my initial career was a rambler, it does not mean that my fighting skills are not good." Andrew's rough and hoarse voice sounded again.

Morrison nodded obediently. He knew Andrew might have trained him like a dead end.

"Follow me." Andrew's voice pulled Morrison. Morrison followed Andrew tightly. Finally, because Andrew's steps were too big, Morrison had to trot to barely keep up with Andrew.

Andrew shook his head gently. It seemed that Morrison was not very satisfied with his performance.

"Are there coffee?" Morrison suddenly asked such a question.

Andrew shook his head and said angrily: "You came here to train fighting skills. How could we have coffee here? If you want to drink coffee, don't come here."

Andrew's words were obviously a little angry, and he did not expect Morrison to ask him like this.

Coffee seems to have become an indispensable thing for Morrison in the morning. It is uncomfortable if you don’t drink it for a day and you can’t use your strength.

During the period when he was still an observer, Morrison often drank coffee, and he suddenly missed his previous life.

It was because of Morrison's question that Andrew decided to add some private work to Morrison.

Third floor.

Andrew picked up a heavy sword and a shield at will. When Morrison was about to pretend to pick up the same weapon as Andrew, Andrew's voice sounded again.

"You don't need to learn from me. What you have to do is to choose your advantageous weapons. When in the army, I am a knight to use my weapons proficiently. Give you half an hour, choose the weapon and warm up. In half an hour, today's fighting class will begin."

Morrison nodded slightly, then looked at the pile of weapons again.

Half an hour passed quickly and Morrison took nothing.

Andrew was furious and said, "What does it mean to ask you to take a weapon, but you don't take it? I looked down on me. There was once a second-level psychic who died under my sword."

Morrison shook his head quickly.

"There are no weapons I can use. I think I can try bare hands fighting skills," Morrison explained.

Barbaric fighting is the most convenient one, but it has great requirements for physical fitness. Morrison's physical fitness at this time is obviously not enough.

After hearing Morrison's words, Andrew smiled and put down the heavy sword and shield. He twisted his neck and said, Andrew was ready.

On the other hand, Morrison, a newbie who just got started, was a novice who knew nothing about fighting. Andrew praised Morrison's courage.

When Andrew was expeditioning with the Knights, he met warriors from the East. They said, "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger." He is talking about people like Morrison.

Both sides are ready, and the ending seems to be a foregone conclusion, but Morrison still wants to challenge...
Chapter completed!