"Hello, my name is Ed." Fang Pliong stretched out his hand to the strange young man.
The reason why I say that the other party is a bit strange is because the other party's attire is really eye-catching. He wears a long black windbreaker, tailored to his body, decorated with gold-plated hollow buttons, and hung with a copper chain and a wide belt very coquettishly.
It runs across the waist and is decorated with a golden branch lily emblem at the end that passes through the buckle.
The serrated collar stood up like a bat's wings, and there was only a scarf as red as blood on his chest, making him look like a vampire.
However, he happened to wear a musketeer hat with one side of the brim rolled up, with a long bright red tassel on it, and a black leather mask covering half of his face, revealing a pair of vigilant heterochromatic pupils, one gold and one green.
Fang Plover, who wears half a silver mask and also wears an alchemist's windbreaker, seems to complement each other, but he is just a second grader. Fang Plover was worried that such a person might not be easy to get along with, but he did not expect that the other party would not be able to get along with him at all.
Without hesitation, she reached out to him with a black leather glove and shook his hand.
"My name is Box, and I am an emotionless killer."
Fang Plover froze there for a long time.
He held the other person's hand and managed to force a smile: "Okay, you are welcome to join our team."
He turned back to look at Grant and asked him with pleading eyes. Are all the people in your guild like this? Grant was also a little embarrassed. His face turned red and he pulled him aside and told him in a low voice: "These are people from the Solitary White Wilderness."
, he didn’t join us as Rain Listeners.”
"Can those who listen to the rain enter the storm without joining you?" Fang Plover asked strangely.
Grant lowered his voice and said: "He is a newcomer recruited from the community by Gubaiye, not a trainee from the Listening to the Rain training camp, do you understand? The qualifications of the selector are also obtained from the guild by Gubaiye through relationships.
Of course, if he performs well enough, he can still join the Storm."
Fang Yu couldn't help but think of the relationship between Gubai Zhiye and R, and he felt the wonder of the historical cycle in his heart. He looked back at the other person, and the young man stood there alone without looking embarrassed at all, holding a bottle in his hand.
With a short black staff, he tilted his head and looked at Mr. Gray Rock curiously.
There is also a sword hanging sideways on the other side of his belt, inserted safely into the dark leather scabbard. There is a golden flying dragon on one end of the scabbard, which is too gorgeous to look at.
Dual-wielding a staff and a sword. I have never heard of this profession, but those who dare to play like this are all great men from ancient times to the present. Fang Plover took a breath of air. But after being baptized by the troglodyte prince Teneric, the other party said that
The sword is just a decoration, and he will accept this statement calmly.
Fang Yu also took a look at the opponent's magic furnace, and was quite surprised. The other party actually modified the magic furnace so that he almost didn't recognize it. It was a perfect Gothic style, with a lot of complicated and unnecessary details.
decorate.
Hidden under the gorgeous gilded carvings, it took Fang Plover a while to figure out that it was a pitch-black fractal magic furnace, with a pair of hand crossbows and bows hanging underneath in the wamp;r direction.
The arms were transformed into wings, resembling a pair of bats hanging upside down.
This is the first time I have seen the combination of guerrilla warriors and magicians. I don’t know how the opponent balances shields, dodges and blocks. Although the God of Ra from the Tip of Thebes is also a selector of all types,
The other party has unique skills and talents that have never been made public to achieve this.
This is really a weirdo, Fang Yu thought to himself.
However, he believed in Gubai Zhiye's vision. He was able to discover talents like R from the vast crowd back then, and he could bring out the same newcomers today. It was just the battle at Pegasus Bridge that left a haze in his heart.
, that’s why he entrusted the other party to himself, although Fang Yu still felt that the other party was a little too optimistic about him.
But although he couldn't promise a huge sum of money, from the moment he accepted the blueprints given by Gubaizhiye, he made up his mind to fulfill his promise.
"What direction is his magician headed in?" Fang Plover turned around and asked again.
"You actually saw that he has more than just a magician level?" The vice-president of Listening to the Rain was surprised.
"Force field system." At this time, Box turned around and replied from a distance: "I am a magician from the force school." He raised his hand, and a rock suddenly flew up in the forest in the distance, towards this person.
Bian flew over and landed heavily in front of the two of them.
"Did you hear that?"
Fang Plover asked in surprise. He and Grant were more than ten meters away from each other. Before, he was just talking to Grant in the most ordinary tone. Even the elf couldn't hear such a distant sound based on his talent alone, right?
He couldn't help but glance at the other party's heterochromatic eyes. The golden-green pupils were actually a symbol of the god-demon descendants. The god-demon descendants were not uncommon in Aitaria. Those commonly described as being born in a certain year were actually the same generation.
A typical descendant of gods and demons.
In other words, Prince Tenaric is also considered a special type of dragonborn. Of course, the dragon Valarric is not a real god. In Etalria, the dragonborn are a separate ethnic group.
But their power is actually the same as that of ordinary people, except that they are more beautiful and have certain special talents in casting spells. Most of this group of people live in St. Xiu'an. Of course, the chosen ones do not have this restriction.
It is actually quite common for those chosen by God-Devils to appear, especially among spellcasters.
But the god-demon descendants don’t have special hearing skills.
The young man replied: "You saw my magic furnace earlier, so you are probably asking this question, I guess."
Well, you are at least a qualified killer, Fang Yu thought to himself. A good killer must be good at assessing situations, and at least in terms of observation, the opponent is already out of his depth.
Apart from sending this young man here, Grant actually had nothing else to do. He only briefly told him the next plan, which was not much different from what Lone White Wilderness told him before, but with a few more details.
That boy is an eighth-level, fifth-level wizard, fifth-level warrior, and has some ranger experience. Since the experience requirements for each level of the selector system increase non-linearly, the total character level is the sum of the opponent's experience in the three professional directions.
will only be like him.
This discovery made Fang Yu feel very good. Although he was nominally the leader of this adventure group, except for a few temporary trainees, there were almost no one with a lower level than him. Although the leader of an adventure group
It doesn't necessarily need to be the highest level, but it's not good if it's too low. Now he finally has a real 'team member'.
Although this 'team member', like Prince Teneric, is likely to be a temporary member who joins for a short period of time.
But the other party obviously didn't think so.
As soon as Glatt left, the young man eagerly challenged Fang Plover, but the other party finally looked away from Mr. Gray Rock, pulled the brim of his hat down, and then asked: "I have joined your adventure.
Are you in a group?"
Fang Yu nodded and looked at the other party inexplicably, thinking, isn't this an obvious thing?
"Well," said the box, "I want to challenge you."
"What did you say?"
"Isn't this something obvious? I am an emotionless killer and an emotionless person. Of course, I speak with strength." The young man replied: "I heard that you are the leader of this adventure group and a combat craftsman.
If you want to conquer me, use your clockwork fairy to defeat me."
I'll beat the hell out of you!
Fang Plover's head was getting bigger. He looked up at the sky, sighed and said, "It's time to have dinner later. I say you should calm down a little."
"That's not possible. You can put the dinner aside. If you want to be my captain, what will happen if you don't convince me?" The young man raised his cane with his left hand, took a step back, and gently placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
above.
Fang Yu really wants to complain that no one here wants to be your captain, because you are basically forced in by that guy from Gubaiye. It is equivalent to the free gift that comes with the other world telecommunications. It is free, u r free
, understand?
But then he thought about it, it would be a good idea to test this guy's strength, because later he said that they could not participate in the trial together, so he asked: "Are you serious?"
The young man nodded.
So when they heard that someone was going to challenge their captain, it caused a sensation in this small adventure group. Tian Lan immediately pulled Luo Yu and ran out, and crowded on the railing with others to cheer for Fang Plover.
Although the latter is somewhat reserved on the surface, he is actually very curious. He is an avid fan of combat craftsmen, and of course he wants to see what Fang Plover's current level of strength is.
In fact, since Dolifen and his party, Fang Plover has never really used all his strength. Even when fighting the night lizards, he actually did not use the Walker Type III because he could not use it on the platform.
Among all the people, the lion man Red was just here to watch the fun. He was holding a pipe in one hand and leaning on the saddle bridge, enjoying himself. Adela was always a little worried. She asked the big cat man why he didn't stop it, but Ed
He smiled and replied: "When you are young, let the young people decide for themselves. This is the answer Feng told me, Miss Attila."
Miss Elf glared at him angrily.
As for the Papalar man, because he was too short, he tried to climb up the fence on tiptoes, but was hit by someone from behind and rolled off the platform like a round ball.
He was so angry that he shouted from below: "Tianlan, I remember you!"
The little girl laughed so hard on top that she even fanned the flames and said, "You're wrong, Parker, it was Jita who hit you."
The future naturalist lady was so angry that she frowned and stared at the former. Sylvide and her maid smiled and pulled the little girl aside, comforted her, and then said to Tianlan: "Don't bully Ji.
Ta, Miss Fuli."
Tianlan chuckled: "I know, Sister Sylvide."
It was so lively here that it attracted the attention of the troglodyte prince Teneric. The latter walked over from a distance holding Bloodfang with a cold expression on his face and looked Fang Plover up and down with his burnt yellow pupils.
The boy in front of me.
That look was like looking at tonight's supper at Bloody Teeth.
Its appearance startled the young man. He pointed at the opponent with the short staff in his hand and shouted: "Night Lizard! I didn't expect that you accomplices of the Blood Oath would still linger and chase you to this place."
But before he could finish his words, Fang Plover, who came up, hit him on the back of the head with a scarper knife, almost biting his tongue. The young man turned back to look at Fang Plover with an angry look on his face, and asked loudly: "What are you doing?"
!?"
Fang Yu was really annoyed and said: "Take a good look, are there any night lizards like this?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look at Tenerik. He had to raise his head to meet his gaze, and he couldn't help but look solemn: "It turns out to be an elite night lizard."
Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes, elite, you ghost!
Fang Plover also couldn't stand it: "Tenaric is the prince of the troglodyte clan, not a troglodyte. By the way, he is also one of our teammates. The 'Blood Fang' beside him is fighting.
partner."
"Telloglot?"
The young man looked at a loss.
"Wait a minute," Fang Yu finally realized something was wrong and couldn't help but ask, "Have you not read the Aboriginal Manual of Aitaria? Isn't that the basis of the trainee tutorial?"
"Aboriginal manual?" The young man shook his head: "The Great God of the Solitary White Wilderness has been teaching me combat skills for the past six months, and I haven't learned other knowledge yet."
Fang Yu suddenly realized that this guy was not a trainee. Like himself, he was not a selector with a professional background. But unlike himself, he had learned a lot of theoretical knowledge in the community. How did this guy feel about Aitaria?
The look of ignorance.
He couldn't help but ask: "Have you not learned about Aitaria before? Have you never played any virtual games based on this, I mean before coming here?"
"Before?" The young man thought for a moment and replied seriously: "Of course I have played virtual games, otherwise how do you think I got the title of the emotionless killer?"
"what game?"
"Audition vx2118."
"Get out of here!"
Fang Yu simply didn’t know where Gubai Zhiye found this strange thing. According to the other party, he had never had any knowledge related to Aitaria before this, not to mention related virtual games.
I haven’t watched many live matches.
Fortunately, the other party is not completely out of touch with society. At least he knows about the Chosen One. After all, a huge star gate hangs in the sky, and government departments and the media are publicizing it all the time. If he doesn't even know this, Fang Plover will
I have to wonder if the other party has traveled through time from some 'ancient' era.
After listening to Fang Yu explain the origin of the lizard man prince, he probably felt that he was embarrassed. The young man was rarely embarrassed to speak anymore, and he quietly took back his cane and never mentioned the challenge again.
"When I understand what happened to the troglodytes," the young man replied, "I will challenge you again."
Then he thought for a moment: "Before that, I will temporarily recognize you as my captain."
Fang Plover couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, thinking that the things you need to understand are probably far more than just the troglodytes.
Seeing that there was nothing going on here, Tenerik nodded to Fang Plover and left alone with 'Blood Fang'. The others also dispersed, and Tian Lan felt that he was not having enough fun, chattering to Jita from above.
Said: "That guy is no match for Brother Ed."
Jita frowned: "Sister Fuli, please stop saying a few words."
"But what I said is true."
"Fuli, shut up."
The elf girl's voice came, ending the conversation between the two.
After everyone left, only Fang Plover and the young man were left. He then turned around and asked, "Xiang, where does your strength rank among the Tempest Brigade?"
"Me?" the boy replied: "Before I started intensive training, I could probably be on par with Miss Alice, but I don't know after that. I guess I can now compete with her sister, Miss Alice.
."
Fang Yu silently estimated the strength of the twin sisters. The other party was actually considered a newcomer in the storm, and their strength was probably at the middle or lower level. But the problem was that the other party was at a very high level, at least level 13 or 4, and the box was at level 8.
At the same level, you can be on par with the opponent. This talent is indeed very high.
The person that Gubaizhiye likes does indeed have his own merits.
And this is still based on the opponent's lack of understanding of Aitaria. Although theoretical knowledge cannot increase actual attributes, it often plays a significant role in real battles. He himself is a typical example. Therefore, it can be predicted that
The thing is, the other party still has a lot of room for growth.
Only then did he feel relieved. The person sent by Gubaizhiye was a bit strange, but his level was still good.
Next came some chores, mainly arranging the boy's accommodation. The box was a chosen one, and he was not a thick-skinned, cold-blooded creature like Tenaric, so it was naturally impossible for him to sleep in the wild.
Moreover, he does not have a mount like Bloody Fang, and it is unlikely that he can keep up with Mr. Gray Rock's trek by relying on the No. 11 bus.
Fortunately, the young man is not tall, and he is not as "burly" as the lizardman prince. He is not a heavy armor class, and he does not have much luggage. Therefore, this little carrying capacity is nothing to the Gray Ridge Negative Qiu Beast, Ai
Tiela simply added a hammock for Fang Plover on the platform outside his carriage.
It can be put away at ordinary times and used as a temporary resting place at night. Although it is a bit crude, if the boy really wants to join them, he can only consider platform modifications after the team reaches the next town.
Fortunately, the box itself seemed to be very satisfactory, and he even said to Aitila a little excitedly: "Dear Miss Elf, can you change the direction of my hammock?"
"Why?" Attila looked at him a little doubtfully.
"Because this way you can get closer to that big guy," Box discussed enthusiastically: "It's so cool. You know, I've always wanted such a beast of burden, but it's a pity that the Great God of the Solitary White Wilderness is too poor to buy one.
Pick up this thing."
Fang Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes after hearing this, wondering if Gubai Zhiye would be mad to death after hearing this. He believed that the latter would never be so poor that he couldn't afford a large beast of burden, but he just didn't have one.
It's just necessary.
Fortunately, Miss Elf was always gentle, so she nodded and agreed to the other party's request.
Fang Yu pulled the box aside curiously and asked, "I forgot to ask you a question."
Box looked back at him and asked, "What's the problem, Captain?"
This voice of captain was very useful to Fang Piao. Although Sylvide also called him that, he always felt that the noble lady was teasing her. She was not like a 'official member' whom he recognized. Only such a captain could truly be called a captain.
Look.
He nodded and said, "Which title are you talking about and how did it come about?"
"Which one?"
"That's it, a killer without emotions? What kind of game did you say you got it from?" Although Fang Yu was just repeating it, he couldn't help but feel that this sentence was shocking for the second time. He simply couldn't understand what the other party was.
How do you say this so naturally?
"Oh," the young man suddenly said: "Audition vx2118, it's actually very simple. There are always some weird women in the game asking me to go out. It's really weird. They are just a group of defeated generals, but they have the nerve to chat with me? For these people who have no self-awareness.
Of course the guys just blacklisted me, why? However, over time they started calling me this nickname. To be honest, I don’t know what it means, but I just think it fits my abilities.”
Fang Yu stared at this guy dumbfounded.
I thought to myself that this guy's title really deserves it.