"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 is wearing a long black windbreaker, tailored to his body, decorated with gold-plated hollow buttons, and hung with a copper chain and a wide drawstring very coquettishly. It runs across the waist and has a golden branch lily emblem at the end that goes through the buckle.
The serrated collar stood up like a bat's wings, and there was only a crimson scarf on his chest, which looked 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 middle schooler. Fang Yu was worried that such a person might not be easy to get along with, but he didn't expect that the other person would reach out to him without hesitation - wearing a black leather glove - and shake 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 out 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 your guilds like this? Grant was also a little embarrassed. His old face turned red and he pulled him aside and told him in a low voice: "This is a person from the Solitary White Wilderness. He did not 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 by Gubaiye from the community. He is not a trainee from the Listening to the Rain training camp. Do you understand? The qualifications of the selector are also obtained by Gubaiye from the guild 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 historical cycles in his heart. He looked back at the other person. The young man was standing there alone without any awkwardness at all. He was holding a short black stick in his hand, tilting his head and looking at Mr. Gray Rock curiously.
There was also a sword hanging sideways on the other side of his belt, inserted safely into the dark leather scabbard. There was a golden flying dragon on one end of the scabbard, which was too gorgeous to look at.
Dual-wielding a stick and a sword. I have never heard of this profession, but those who dare to do 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 was just a decoration, and he would accept this statement calmly.
Fang Yu also took a look at the other party'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. In the &R direction, there were actually a pair of hand crossbows hanging underneath, with the bow arms being blocked. Transformed into a pair of wings, it looks like 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 other party balances shield, dodge and block. Although Ra Shen from the Tip of Thebes is also a selector of all series, The other party has unique skills and talents that have never been disclosed to achieve this.
What a weirdo, Fang Yu thought.
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 still bring out the same newcomers today. It's just that the battle at Pegasus Bridge left a haze in his heart, so he probably 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 could not say that he had made a promise, he had made up his mind to fulfill his promise from the moment he accepted the drawings given by Gubaizhiye.
"What is the direction of his magician?" 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 Tenarric can also be regarded as a special type of god and demon descendant - the dragon descendant. Of course, the dragon Valarric is not a real god. The God-Devils are a separate ethnic group in Aitaria, but their power is actually the same as that of ordinary people. They are just more beautiful and have certain special talents in casting spells. Most of this group live in San Juan. Of course, they choose The caller does not have this restriction.
It is actually quite common for those chosen by gods and demons to be chosen, 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. A good killer must be good at assessing the situation, and at least in terms of observation, the opponent is already out of his depth.
Apart from sending the boy here, Grant actually had nothing else to do. He only briefly told him about 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, a fifth level wizard, a fifth level warrior, and 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 be just 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 member trainees, there were almost no one with a lower level than him in the group. Although the leader of an adventure group does not necessarily need to have the highest level, it is not good if it is too low. Now he finally has a real '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 Glat left, the young man was eager to challenge Fang Plover - only to see that the other party finally looked away from Mr. Gray Rock, pulled the brim of his hat down, and then asked: "I have joined you." Are you on an adventure group?"
Fang Yu nodded and looked at the other party inexplicably, thinking, isn't this an obvious thing?
"Well," said the box, "I'm going 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 the guy from Gubaiye. It is equivalent to the free gift that comes with the otherworld 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 would not be able to 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, crowding 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 strength level is.
In fact, since Dolifen and his party, Fang Plover has never really used all his strength. Even when fighting the Night Lizard, he actually did not use the Walker Type III because he could not use it on the platform.
Among all the people, Rhett the Lion just came to watch the fun. He held his pipe in one hand and leaned on the saddle bridge, enjoying himself. Etila was always a little worried. She asked the big cat man why he didn't stop it, but Ed replied with a smile: "When you are young, let the young people make their own decisions. This is the answer the wind told me. , Miss Aitila."
The elf lady 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 are mistaken, Parker. It was Jita who hit you."
The future naturalist lady was so angry that she frowned hard and stared at the former. Sylvide and her maid pulled the little girl aside with a smile, comforted her, and then said to Tianlan: "Don't bully Jita, 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, looking up and down at Fang Plover with his burnt yellow pupils. The boy in front of me.
That look was like looking at the supper of 'Blood Fang' tonight.
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 Skape style knife, almost biting his tongue. The young man turned back to look at Fang Plover with an angry 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' next to 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 Aitalia? 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 me, I have learned a lot of theoretical knowledge in the community, so why does this guy feel like he knows nothing about Aitaria?
He couldn't help but ask: "Have you not learned about Aitaria before? Have you never played any virtual game with this background, 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, and he had not watched many live broadcasts.
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 didn't even know this, Fang Yu would have to wonder if the other party had 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'. Others also dispersed, but Tianlan felt that she was not enjoying herself enough. She kept chattering to Jita from above: "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 a newcomer in the storm, and their strength was probably at the middle to lower level. But the problem is that the opponent's level is very high, at least level 13 or 4, and the box can be on par with the opponent at level 8. 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 is foreseeable that 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 there.
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 Tenerik, 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, nor is he as 'burly' as the lizardman prince. He is not a heavy armor professional, and he does not have much luggage. Therefore, this little carrying capacity is nothing for the Gray Ridge Bearing Qiu Beast, so Aitila 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. He even said to Aitila excitedly: "Dear Miss Elf, can you change the direction of my hammock?"
"Why?" Aitila 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. Get this thing up.”
Fang Yu couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this, wondering if Gubai Zhiye would be angry 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 and agreed to the other party's request with a nod.
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 Sylvester 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 do you think you have and how did you get it?"
"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 did 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 that game asking me to go out to play - it's really weird. They are just a group of defeated generals, but they have the nerve to chat with me? I don't know about these. Of course the self-aware guy 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 strength.”
Fang Yu stared at this guy dumbfounded.
I thought to myself that this guy's title really deserves it.
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