After another extortion, the two happily entered Mengcheng and found a rather grand hotel. However, to Zhuo Ran's delight and Yun Qing's speechlessness, there was only one vacant room.
"Let's make do with it, I have to leave tomorrow anyway." Zhuo Ran persuaded softly in front of the counter.
Yun Qing had a gloomy face and pouted, but didn't speak.
"Let's go, I won't do anything to you, right?" Zhuo Ran said, dragging Yun Qing upstairs, turning back to the fat middle-aged woman and shouting: "Boss, please bring some food up later.
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The two of them entered the room. It was quite spacious and the conditions were quite complete.
"Zhuoran, give me my package." Yun Qing said expressionlessly.
Zhuo Ran was lying comfortably on the bed. When Yun Qing called out, he sat up suddenly and said: "You are also a person with a space ring now. Of course I have to give you your things. I am not a fetishist."
Yun Qing was about to open the package when he looked at Zhuo Ran and said, "You go out for a walk first. I want to take a shower and change clothes."
Zhuoran said: "There's no need to do this. I'm very tired. And the bathing place is in the cubicle. As long as I don't peek, there's no problem at all."
"I'm just afraid you might take a peek."
"You are my sister-in-law, okay. Am I like that?"
Yun Qing rolled her eyes at Zhuoran delicately and said, "I'm afraid you will do that. Get out quickly so that I don't have to worry."
Zhuo Ran was kicked out speechlessly. He came to the lobby alone and said, "Madam boss, there's no need to deliver the things. I'll go out and take a look myself."
"okay."
This is a prosperous area, and it is very lively with people coming and going. There are three places in particular that make Zhuo Ran puzzled. Not only are there many people coming and going in those three places, but they are all very single.
One place was filled with thieves or assassins dressed as thieves or assassins; one was filled with magicians in robes; and the other was actually filled with people dressed as warriors.
Zhuoran approached a little strangely, looking at the three cylindrical buildings, and only when he noticed the badges hanging above the doors did he understand.
Zhuo Ran entered the Warriors Guild with this thought in his mind. Although it was already dark, there were many people coming and going. At a glance in the circular hall, there were still hundreds of people.
He approached the counter, stood aside and listened.
"Sir, which god do you believe in?" the ordinary-looking waitress asked a swordsman.
The swordsman replied: "Of course he is the God of War. As a warrior, of course he believes in the God of War."
"Okay, I understand. Sir, please take this form and go to counter No. 2 to complete the registration procedures." The waitress said.
Then the second swordsman was asked the same question, and the swordsman replied: "I also believe in the God of War."
The third man was a warrior holding a giant axe. He replied: "I believe in the God of Light."
"Please go to counter number one, thank you."
When the queue here was gone, the waitress noticed Zhuo Ran beside her and asked: "Sir, do you need to check in?"
Zhuo Ran was startled for a moment, and then said: "Well, I don't understand the purpose of this registration procedure. Can you explain it to me? Also, why do you ask them about their beliefs? Is there any explanation in it?"
The waitress looked at Zhuo Ran blankly. She looked at Zhuo Ran as if she were looking at a monster. When Zhuo Ran felt uncomfortable and twisted his body, the waitress said: "That's it. The Warriors Guild is only open to warriors. If
Sir, I would like to ask some questions. Can you let me verify your identity?"
"Okay, how to verify it?"
"Please just excite a little bit of fighting spirit." The waitress looked at the bright yellow fighting spirit appearing on Zhuo Ran's hand and said, "It turns out he is a second-level swordsman. In this case, you are qualified to know."
"All warriors registered in the Warriors Guild will receive warrior badges based on their strength, from the lowest bronze level to the highest gem level. We do not allow first-level warriors to be registered, and they must start from second-level warriors."
"The Bronze Badge, Silver Badge, Gold Badge, and Gem Badge correspond to second-level, third-level, fourth-level, and fifth-level warriors respectively. Therefore, you are eligible to obtain the Bronze Warrior Badge."
"is that useful?"
The waitress said: "Of course it is useful. Warriors who have obtained the badge can get certain help from any warrior guild. The higher the badge level, the higher the help they can get. Like the bronze badge, you can get ten gold coins from the warrior guild a year.
Subsidies will be notified in time when there are collective tasks.”
Zhuoran was happy when he heard that he got gold coins. He continued to ask: "Then why do you need to ask them about their faith?"
"Sir, it's like this. Since the establishment of the Warriors Guild, its founder has limited this rule. Before joining the guild, one must confirm his belief. I don't know why. There are a total of six counters here. I am the reception desk.
, Counters one to four over there accept registration procedures for warriors who believe in the God of Light, the God of War, God of War, Goddess of War, and those of multiple faiths, while the fifth counter is the counter for those who have no faith."
"What's the difference?"
"No, all treatments are the same."
"Then why the classification?"
"Not sure."
Zhuoran stared at the five counters for a long time. Among them, the God of Light and the God of War accounted for the largest proportion. Most of the female warriors chose the Goddess of War and the multi-believers. On the contrary, the counter for the unbelievers has always been unattended.
"Why are there so few unbelievers?"
The waitress shook her head and said, "I don't know."
"Give me a list too." Various doubts arose in Zhuo Ran's heart, and he felt that there must be some big secret hidden in it.
"What is your belief?"
"I am an unbeliever." Zhuoran grinned, startling the waitress.
Zhuoran took the cardboard form and went directly to the fifth counter. He happened to hear the little girl's voice inside: "I'm so bored. If I had known I was assigned this job, I wouldn't have come to work at all."
"Pah!" Zhuoran slapped the sheet on the counter hard. The little girl who was sitting in a daze suddenly stood up in fright, stared at a pair of dark brown eyes, pointed at Zhuoran and said, "What's wrong with you?
What's going on? Why are you so rude!"
Zhuoran smiled and said: "Seeing that you are free, I will find something for you to do. Register for me, little beauty."
The little girl looks about seventeen or eighteen years old. She is petite, looks cute and sweet, and her dark brown hair makes her look a little mature. However, this is not the most attractive thing. Zhuo Ran's eyes have been staring at the little girl.
Looking at her breasts, those bulging places are really attractive.
"It can't be grasped with one hand. How big is this? Is this the rumored baby-faced and giant-rubbed little lolita?" Zhuo Ran cursed in his heart.
"Hey, where are you looking?" The little girl blushed.
Zhuo Ran withdrew his gaze and only glanced at it from time to time.
"Little beauty, help me register."
The little girl pointed to the paper and said, "Fill in your information here. It must be accurate and not false."
Zhuoran nodded in understanding, picked up the magic pen and wrote it down.
"Name, Zhuoran. Place of birth, Haru Empire. Age, nineteen. Gender, male. Strength level, second-level intermediate. Whether married, none. Who he studied under, none. Whether he has a beast soul, none. Belief, none.
"
Zhuo Ran muttered, filled out the form and handed it to the little girl: "Little beauty, what is the difference between those who have no faith and those who have faith?"
"It doesn't make any difference, it's just that I'm not welcomed by the church."
"Actually, I have faith."
The little girl was stunned for a moment. She looked at the form and then at Zhuo Ran. Her little face was full of displeasure.
"Sir, you did it on purpose. Why did you come to me if you have faith?"
"Well, my faith doesn't exist there, so I came here."
"Who do you believe?"
"Myself!" Zhuo Ran leaned on the counter and said, "I just believe in myself. Of course, if there are friends worth trusting, I will also trust them."
The little girl frowned, her straight little nose twitched, tears welled up in her eyes, and she was about to cry.
"Little beauty, you can't cry, you can't cry, I'm not touching you, how can you cry?"
"If you bully others, you are a bully!" the little girl cried and shouted. Her voice was delicate and sweet, and it was extremely loud, and it spread throughout the place in an instant.
Zhuo Ran was so worried. He looked at the crying little girl at a loss and really wanted to find a hole to burrow into.
The people around him were attracted and directly placed Zhuo Ran at the counter. They were all pointing and saying ugly words.
"Where did this boy come from to bully a little girl?"
"Should we throw him out? I feel sick when I see him."
"No, is he friends with this little girl? Otherwise, why would the little girl cry?"
Zhuoran clasped his hands together, with a grimace on his face, bowed again and again, and said: "Little beauty, what am I going to do to you? Can you please stop crying? This will make others misunderstand me."
The little girl sobbed and said: "If you bully others, you are a bully. Is there anyone like you?"
"Little girl, what's going on? Tell me clearly. If it's his fault, we'll beat him up for you."
"That's right, little girl, don't just cry!"
The little girl wiped away her tears, held up the slip and said, "He is here to register. He is an unbeliever."
Wow!
Everyone took a few steps back.
Zhuo Ran looked at the people who were avoiding snakes in a strange way and said, "What's wrong? Am I that scary?"
"Are you a faithless person?"
"Yeah. What's wrong? Is there anything strange?" Zhuoran said innocently.
Everyone took another step back, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a kind face, said: "Unbelievers are people that the church does not like. If you are outside, try not to say that you are an unbeliever."
Zhuoran frowned and glanced at the waitress, who quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.