"If you have no place to put your money, I can help you. You're welcome. Leave these hard work to a rough guy like me."
Ding Jin, who was still a little shocked, rolled his eyes when he heard Mo Lan's words.
"Me too."
"I'll work full-time too."
Ding Jin suddenly said.
"Anyway, I've planned to work full-time for a long time. Even if I lose money, the money I've made in the past few days will be enough for me to use it for several years. It's impossible to lose money."
"Then I'll come too."
Zhang Haobo smiled.
"That guy Zou Peng has long been ready to work full-time, otherwise he wouldn't be so dedicated to his shabby chamber of commerce.
In this way, we, the Three Musketeers of the Prairie, gather together again and return to the world."
Mo Lan said with a smile.
"If you plan to work full-time, listen to my advice.
Think more about your profession. If you have any questions about magic, you can ask me.
This game has very low requirements for creating a career.
In other words... in the background of the game, extraordinary professions have just appeared and are still just a prototype.
Don’t you think it’s very weak to have only one profession in the game, warrior?
The so-called assassins, archers, and shield fighters are just classifications of different warriors.
Even the application and improvement of magic models did not exist before me, or it did not exist in a systematic way, otherwise the founder of the mage would not be my turn."
Mo Lan's voice was not loud, but he succeeded in making the two of them fall into deep thought.
One person looked at the bow in his hand, and the other looked at the shield in his hand.
"As long as you are comfortable, no matter what you do, you are creating and pioneering."
"Hey, you have tens of thousands of warriors with countless fighting skills and methods. You can learn and buy whatever you want.
As for me, I am the only mage who wants nothing. I have not even developed a method for cultivating spiritual power.
So far, I have relied on using up my mental power and overdrafting my mental power to improve it bit by bit.
Mo Lan complained.
"Then let others switch to mage profession. If there are more mages, there will always be a few talents, so can't you just pick up the ones already available?
You are so strong anyway."
Ding Jin's words suddenly enlightened the depressed Mo Lan, and he murmured.
"Yes, there are few people...then wouldn't it be enough to make him more crowded?
I was so stupid before. I didn't expect that the profession of mage, without mentioning anything else, is enough for people to change professions.
Who doesn’t want to become a Dharma Master?”
With Ding Jin's reminder, this simple method that Mo Lan subconsciously ignored was finally remembered.
It's not that he didn't think of this before, it's just that he subconsciously ignored it.
Just as Mo Lan and the others were rushing back, a group of uninvited guests arrived at the door of Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way."
A group of arrogant scoundrels ran to the flowing water mat in front of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and violently chased away those who were eating on the flowing stream mat.
Some of the people with disheveled faces trembled when they saw them, and quickly stood up and left. The group of people smiled proudly when they saw this.
Then he pushed the person next to him who was still feasting. This person was also wearing sackcloth and was a group of poor people. They looked down upon him.
Myron looked at those people leaving in fear, with a look of pride on his face.
"What are you going to eat? Why don't you get out of here?"
The man who was pushed froze and turned to look at Myron.
"Isn't this the Black Crow area? Who are you?"
"Black Crow? No, no, no, this is now under the control of our Viper Gang. Get out of here, or else you will reap the rewards."
"Oh, that's it."
The man suddenly stood up suddenly.
"Say it again?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, people at more than a dozen tables around him stood up, holding down the weapons beside them with one hand, fighting spirit surged, and the restrained fluctuations suddenly spread out.
The boy next to Myron suddenly pushed Myron.
"Brother Myron, they have four professionals."
"Huh, so what about the four professionals? We are now members of the Viper Gang."
Myron said proudly and disdainfully, and the boy next to him almost cried when he saw it.
"But we can't defeat them now."
"Oh, if you can't beat it now, then...wait, you can't beat it now?"
Myron rolled his eyes and turned around to leave.
"Brothers, have a good meal. We will treat you as our Viper Gang today."
After speaking, Melun turned around and walked towards the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce store.
The man behind saw this and waved his hand.
"Sit down and continue eating."
After saying that, he also sat down, and the person next to him glanced in the direction of the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce.
"President, should we go and help them?
The Jiuding Chamber of Commerce doesn't look weak, and the God of War Guild is so tight right now. If we can cooperate with the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce to fight against the God of War Guild at this stage, the pressure can be a little lighter."
President Tao Ding shook his head.
"Eat first, and then go help when the fight really breaks out and Jiuding is about to lose.
Don't appear too weak, our Niehuo Guild is not weak, we don't ask for their cooperation, but we don't draw our swords to help them on the way."
While Tao Ding was talking, Mailun led a group of people into the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce's store, and when they entered, they brandished weapons and started smashing them.
"Come out, come out, that man named Zou Peng, come out quickly."
"Everyone, what do you want from me?"
Zou Peng signaled the players behind him who were vaguely wanting to take action to step back.
"How have you been thinking about what happened in the past few days? Tell me."
Myron picked up a piece of meat and put it into his mouth to chew. After swallowing it, he used a toothpick to pick out the gaps between the big yellow teeth.
While he was speaking, three waves of Dou Qi came out, and everyone in the store felt a slight pressure.
The face of the player behind Zou Peng suddenly changed. The aboriginal waiter next to him was relatively calm at first, but suddenly started to tremble when he felt the pressure.
"Are you that noble's personal guard?"
Myron's expression froze when he heard this. He wanted to say something but didn't dare, so he said fiercely.
"No, but we, the Viper Gang, are still not something you can afford to offend."
"Oh, no."
Zou Peng turned around and said to the players behind him.
"This should constitute a red name, right?"
"They smashed something. They are not the personal guards of the nobles. This must constitute it. However, we can't defeat them. They have at least three job transfers."
The player said weakly.
"It's not easy for our level to die even now. We're about to change jobs."
Zou Peng raised his eyebrows.
"But people have smashed the store, and you still want me to endure it?"
When Zou Peng said this, the man gritted his teeth and waved his hand forward.
"Brothers, go ahead and fight them. The worst possible outcome is death."
As soon as he finished speaking, he led his men and rushed forward. Seeing this, Mailon had a sinister smile on his face and rushed forward with a hammer.
Bang!
Bang!
The faintly dark red hammer directly smashed a player's skull with a whistling sound.
"Kill me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people behind Myron swarmed up. Three job transfer warriors, including Myron, acted as the vanguard. It didn't take long for Jiuding's escorts to be killed.
Zou Peng stood there and watched, his expression became extremely ugly, and he watched helplessly as one player after another died, resurrected, and died again, his fists clenched, and his joints became slightly white.
In reality, the escorts he hired with wages were helpless in front of Myron and the others. He could only watch them die, watch them resurrect, and watch them float on the rocking pillar.
Zou Peng is a transferred warrior, but there are three transferred warriors on Melun's side, so he is no match at all.
Myron looked at the frightened Zou Peng with a sinister smile on his face.
"Isn't it just good to cooperate honestly? We have to play hard."
However, at this time, Zou Peng, who was stunned with fear, had a smile on his face and whispered to him.
"Look behind you... who's coming?"
When Myron subconsciously turned his head to look back, a man behind Zou Peng ran over quickly carrying a box.
The smile on Zou Peng's face did not change at all, and he took the just-right wooden box.
After Myron realized that he had been tricked, he rushed towards Zou Peng in anger.
But just halfway through, Zou Peng opened the wooden box, grabbed a large handful of spell scrolls with both hands, and smiled at Myron.
When Myron saw it, his eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. Then his body trembled, and he turned around and ran back in fear.
"How is it possible, how could you..."
Before he finished speaking, the wind element in the store instantly became violent, turning into wind blades and flying through the air. It was as dense as a heavy rain, and it instantly covered Myron and others.
Phew! Phew! Phew! Phew!
The arrogant Myron and others suffered heavy casualties in an instant, while those who were lucky enough to survive fell to the ground and groaned.
Tao Ding and others who were planning to come in outside the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce were stunned.
The newly resurrected guards were also stunned.
At this moment, the only sounds in the store were the moans of Myron and others.
"Gulu."
One person swallowed his throat. It was Lu Leng, the captain of the escort team, who looked at Zou Peng blankly.
"Thank you for your hard work, the spell scroll came a little late."
Zou Peng rubbed his wrist.
"Well, it turns out that little brat Al is right. After using too many spell scrolls, my wrists are indeed a little tired."
After Zou Peng finished speaking, he turned and looked at Lu Leng strangely.
"What are you waiting for? These are experiences, don't you want them any more?"
As soon as Zou Peng finished speaking, a group of people looked at each other and immediately swarmed up.
"Come back, Lu Leng, I'll give it all to you. Hurry up and transfer my job to me."
"yes."
When Lu Leng heard this, he immediately ran up with a smile on his face. Zou Peng smiled when he saw this.
Everyone in the Niehuo Guild outside the door widened their eyes and froze in shock. The president's face was full of caution, and he raised his head after pondering for a moment.
"Will my wrists really get tired if I use too many spell scrolls?"
When the person next to him heard this question, a big question mark appeared on his head.
