Fang Fan looked at the Lancer's job transfer page and smiled.
Although he was a poor group at this time, Fang Fan was still very happy.
"Captain, I want to change jobs." Li Yang saw the attribute panel and said to Fang Fan with a face.
Fang Fan looked at him seriously.
"No, you don't want to."
"No, I guess."
"No, you have no money."
"(Word)!!"
"Also, call me village chief from now on." Fang Fan said with a smile.
Open the properties panel and click on the system prompts. One of the prompts has a flashing red dot, which is extremely eye-catching.
With a slight click, white light appears and three things appear in your hand.
Two mini sculptures and a mysterious-looking gift box.
Picking up a mini sculpture, I saw at first glance that it was a burly soldier wearing heavy armor, holding a big gun, and with a folding iron knife on his waist. He was filled with an iron-blooded aura.
Gently pinch it and it will give you a pinching feeling.
"Professional transfer certificate: Heavy armored infantry
Placement conditions: military camp"
Hold it and throw it forward. The sculpture will grow bigger and bigger after leaving your hand, and finally it will land firmly on the ground, standing side by side with the spearman sculpture.
Heavy armored infantry (first level)
Level: Elite unit
Equipment: long spear (Level 1 ordinary soldier), heavy armor (Level 1 ordinary soldier), folding iron knife (Level 1 ordinary soldier)
Skills: Thrust, Slash, Guard
Conditions for job transfer: First-level beast soul*10
The proportionally tall sculpture is lifelike, as if there is a fierce armored infantry standing in front of you, with the heavy armor exuding a metallic luster, which is a sign of fierceness.
Fang Fan's eyes instantly lit up when he looked at the heavily armored infantry.
No one would doubt the power of the goose-egg-thick pure steel gun, and no one would doubt his defense against the heavy armor several centimeters thick.
"Perfect, simply perfect. It has high attack and defense. If it can be paired with a mount, it will be invincible."
Fang Fan looked at the heavy-armored infantry with covetousness, but when he saw the conditions for job transfer, he shook his head in regret.
"Team, no, village chief, I want to transfer to heavy armor infantry." Li Yang said with feverish eyes.
Fang Fan rolled his eyes: "I still want to change jobs. Wake up, kid. We can't afford to change jobs. We have no money."
Li Yang was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. He turned around and saw Fang Fan throwing another sculpture.
"Village chief, what are you throwing away?" Li Yang asked curiously.
"Spell Master's job transfer certificate." Fang Fan said casually and clicked on the Talisman Master's job transfer page.
Talisman Master (First Level)
Level:Special occupation
Equipment: Talisman pen (sharp weapon level one)
Skill: Leading spirits
Conditions for job transfer: First level beast soul*100
"Nani(==_=)" Fang Fan was stunned.
"I must be opening it the wrong way, close it, open it."
The properties panel reappeared, and when Fang Fan saw it, his face darkened instantly.
"Bye, bye, I won't see you off." He closed the panel, turned around and left, and shouted over his shoulder: "What else are you looking at? I said you can change jobs if you look a few more times, withdraw, go back, move your home, see you later
Until you vomit."
"Yes, village chief!"
Fang Fan gave the order, and the group of people did not delay any longer. They followed Fang Fan, filed out, and rushed directly into the forest.
After entering the militia stage, the strength has become stronger and cannot be compared to before.
As soon as he entered the forest, he started running at full speed. This time, he saw the graduate student building not long after.
At this time, the graduate student building was silent and depressing. Everyone was waiting by the windows, waiting for people to appear, waiting for hope to arrive.
Expectations, fears, and hopes are intertwined, and the emotions are very complex.
In the dead silence, a person staring at the window rubbed his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to see a group of people coming out of the forest at a very fast speed.
He thought he had seen it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and took a look. Instantly, his eyes lit up, full of hope, and he shouted.
"They're back!"
There was a moment of dead silence, followed by crazy cheers and catharsis.
"Ahhhh."
"Hahahaha, I'm back."
Upstairs, a smile appeared on the professor's old face. On the table, a stack of extremely complex drawings was neatly placed.
Li Yan opened the door excitedly and personally welcomed Fang Fan in.
When Fang Fan saw Li Yan, he nodded towards him and said directly: "Pack up your things and move."
"My things have been packed a long time ago and I can leave at any time."
"Huh? Okay, let's go now." Fang Fan looked at it in surprise. Sure enough, there were big and small bags behind him, and then nodded and said to him.
Li Yan said a few words to the boy next to him, and the boy ran onto the road and shouted: "Everyone, get ready, move! Everyone, get ready, move!"
Li Yan stood at the door and looked at the troops outside, but suddenly, a trace of doubt appeared on his face.
"Why are there so few people?"
Hearing this, Fang Fan fell silent, and Li Yang on the side replied silently: "Thirty-nine died in battle."
In this regard, Li Yan said nothing more and fell silent for a while.
Until the crowd came down the stairs, there was a burst of noise. Many people were excitedly discussing what the new home would be like and what life would be like next.
Suddenly, someone asked: "Boss Fang, is it you who was mentioned in the system announcement just now?"
In an instant, everyone fell silent and looked at Fang Fan, waiting for his answer.
In response, Fang Fan showed a smile and said softly: "Maybe you should call me village chief."
Others looked at each other with shock in their eyes, including Li Yan. There were thousands of words in his heart, which seemed to be unspoken and unhappy, but in the end, they all turned into one sentence.
“The village chief is awesome!!”
At this time, the professor with a smile on his face came out of the crowd, and Fang Fan hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
The professor happily patted Fang Fan on the shoulder and said nothing more.
"Li Yan, take care of the professor, I'll go ahead and clear the way."
"Okay." Li Yan nodded and followed the professor.
As soon as Fang Fan closed the door of the graduate student building, he walked to the front of the team and opened the way.
Now there are sixty-one people, divided into nine teams, each team has about seven people.
Nine teams surrounded the main migration team, and nine small teams tightly protected the more than 300 people in the middle. There was no pressure.
Every soldier in the team already has ten points of force value. In the realm of Da Dao militia, ordinary mutant beasts are not a threat at all.
Even if it is an ordinary herd of beasts, Fang Fan only needs to form a small team to wipe them all out.
They are no different now than they were then.
When the closely protected students saw this scene, their eyes showed shock. For the first time, they knew that their classmates who were just like them a few days ago had become so strong.
The confusion in many people's eyes gradually disappeared, and they gradually became full of hope for the unknown future, this migration, and their future lives.
At this time, Fang Fan did not look relaxed, on the contrary, he became a little solemn.
There are too many people on this migration, the smell is strong, and the movement is loud. It is very likely that big guys will be attracted, so there is no room for relaxation.
But before the thought disappeared, something unexpected happened. The forest suddenly became deathly silent, without a trace of sound. The air seemed to be solidified, and a sense of oppression enveloped it.
