Under the gloomy sky, black is the basic background of the black forest.
The ground here is black, the roads are black, and the trees are black. There is no bustling green grass, no singing of insects and birds, and no laughter. After half a century of evolution, people's mood is dark.
But human nature yearns for light. When Zhou Qingfeng can give hope, people from all over the world naturally gather under his command. Once those with unappreciated talents are recognized, they are often willing to be driven by him.
Adrian, who received the model worker badge, stayed up all night, tossing and turning and unable to sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he was recognized. It was probably when he was a child, and he was occasionally praised by his parents.
Life in the North is too hard, and there is no room for much family affection. Wealthy families can give their children many bowls of food to eat, while poor families have no choice but to kick their children out and wander.
Wanderers are as humble as mud, and their death is like mud. They often fall down before they can walk fifty miles from home and never get up again. Because they are so humble, most people have no concept of dreaming at all.
As long as he closes his eyes, Adrian can remember Zhou Qingfeng's name when he put the badge on him, "Mr. Adrian, hahaha..., I was actually called 'Mr.'
I yelled 'Hey, that clown'."
After flipping pancakes all night, Adrian got up early the next morning. He had a day off, but the joy and impulse in his heart drove him. He was going to the newly built government affairs center in the village to accept a new position and officially become a general manager.
The captain of the patrol.
Halfway there, a team of more than ten people was leaving the village.
The leader of the team was Zhou Qingfeng himself. The team was not large in number, but it gathered many experts from the village, including 'Soul Captor' Mondino and 'Blight Priest' Justen. In addition, there were several selected
Personal bodyguard.
And the Abyss Demon Horse, which carries large and small bags and acts as a logistical labor force - the 'Swift Shadow', which does not need to eat or drink but is extremely powerful, is the best coolie. In the dense jungle, it is completely irreplaceable.
"Good morning, Sir Hugo." Adrian stood on the side of the road and saluted Zhou Qingfeng.
"Good morning, Mr. Adrian." Zhou Qingfeng was fully clothed and heavily armored. He returned the greeting slightly, but didn't say much.
Adrian watched the team leave and suddenly took a few steps to catch up with Zhou Qingfeng and asked: "Sir Hugo, are you going into the forest?"
"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng nodded.
"You seem to be lacking a scout." Adrian straightened his chest, "Please allow me to introduce myself. I have completed twenty-five forest patrols in the past month without any mistakes. I can join you.
Team?"
Zhou Qingfeng was slightly startled. He really lacked a scout. Originally it would have been best to let Kelly join, but the village needed someone to control the situation, and it was really not possible to rely on Inisha, who was in charge of administration. So for this mission, he planned to do it himself
Take charge personally.
"We are going to explore the elven ruins. We have to go very far into the forest, which is quite dangerous." Zhou Qingfeng specially reminded.
Adrian chuckled and said: "Since it is quite dangerous, the reward must be high. I am short of money and I very much hope to serve you more."
Ah ha ha ha..., Zhou Qingfeng smiled and nodded, "Great, I really need a scout. You can join."
Adrian was overjoyed and naturally walked into the team. Xili followed Zhou Qingfeng and asked: "Mr. Adrian, don't you need to make some preparations?"
"No need, I carry all my equipment with me." Adrian shook his head and said familiarly: "Just call me 'clown'. Calling me 'sir' is weird."
Xili, who has always been soft and weak, smiled and whispered: "Okay, Mr. Clown, you are welcome to join."
'Joker' has different meanings in different contexts. Adrian felt that he was a member of the team, and he cheerfully introduced himself to his teammates, even the eerie Necromancer.
At the end of the introduction, Adrian stood with an adventurer in gray armor. He was a little short, raised his head and stretched out his hand towards the other person: "Hey, I'm Adrian the clown, nice to meet you."
The gray-armored adventurer had a bruised nose and face. He shook hands with Adrian in a very frustrated manner. He only said "I am Powell" and stopped talking. In fact, he kept complaining in his heart, "I want to escape but I can't."
, but some people even took the initiative to come and die."
Adrian didn't care about Powell's coldness and continued to ask with a smile: "What's wrong with your face?"
"He was beaten." Powell was filled with grief and anger. This was really a case of "not picking up the pot". When the injury on his face was mentioned, he would go crazy.
"Who hit him?" Adrian asked in surprise.
Powell gritted his teeth and said, "Victor Hugo beat me."
"Ah..., have you been punished?"
"No..., I'm a sparring partner."
Speaking of this, Powell almost wanted to roar a few words - "I am the paladin of Tyr, the god of justice, I am the nemesis of evil forces, I am an adventurer who saves suffering, but now I am actually a sparring partner who gets beaten every day.
That big evil Victor Hugo used me as a whetstone. You don’t even know how terrifying he is. He would pull me out before dawn and force me to fight from morning to night. I wish I could be knifed a few times.
He chopped it into pieces.
At first I thought I could achieve this goal as long as I risked my life. But I was wrong, this goal was simply impossible to achieve.
Training every day, fighting every day, I rolled in the mud and crawled on the ground like a pariah. I tried every means to maintain my dignity. But in less than half a month, the evil demon grew so fast that he could cut me into pieces.
It’s in pieces.”
Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be extremely frustrated, and Powell becomes more and more frightened as he becomes a sparring partner. Now he has to be very energetic every time he trains with Zhou Qingfeng.
Zhou Qingfeng would not show mercy to Powell as his sparring partner, and Powell could not show mercy to Zhou Qingfeng. Both sides fought extremely fiercely, and if you were not careful, you would really lose your life.
Powell felt that his 'camouflage talisman' had no effect at all, and he was afraid that his identity would have been seen through by the terrible evil. He showed his ferocity on the training ground, but he did not dare to verify whether he had been exposed, let alone break his face.
confidence.
Adrian seemed to understand Powell's hardships. He only patted the former's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be sad. The sparring job is indeed a bit tough, but the income should be good. As long as you don't get tired and work hard,
I will definitely become a model worker."
Adrian even puffed up his chest and proudly showed off the model worker badge he was wearing.
Powell was stunned for a while, his expression distorted. He continued to roar in his heart: "Model worker? Are you mocking me? I am your enemy, and I am here specifically to defeat you villains and hooligans. I am the saint of justice.
warrior.
I'm just hibernating now.
Hibernating, do you understand?
This is all so that I can better kill you one day."
But in Adrian's opinion, Powell's ugly face was completely jealous of the honors he had received. He was even more happy, and continued to pat his 'new friend' on the shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, you will succeed.
"
Powell was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Everyone in this village was abnormal.