They grew up in the safe world, and everyone around them always looked down on the wasteland.
However, is their ability to survive really stronger than that of the wasteland?
Better than those who use fire as food?
The four people walked from the beginning to the end of the alley, confirming that the work seals at each point were different from those in the mission.
"It seems to be the seal of a temporary recruitment vehicle."
The three people frowned: "Wouldn't the chance of our luck be greatly reduced in this way?"
Qi Ming raised his head, looked at the increasingly dark sky and said, "Snowy weather is a good time to suppress temporary workers."
Sure enough, when the cold wind started to pick up, the lights in the alley began to sway, and the temporary recruitment trucks began to drive to the entrance of the alley one by one.
There are those that clean stagnant sewers, there are those that serve demon material processing plants for short periods of time, and there are those that specialize in unloading goods from the polar regions.
There are many types, and without exception, they are all hard, tiring, and dangerous, but the wages are horribly low.
With food and accommodation included, the salary for 12 hours is 200 yuan!
And one point from the Military Academy can be exchanged for 100,000 Kyushu coins!
10 grams of yangshi 50 points, Qiming uses it for a week, which means that within this week, he will spend nearly 720,000 Kyushu coins every day, which is about the same as ten years of working as a temporary worker!
This is the humble low-class person!
For a warm place to sleep and a mouthful of food, they can only sell everything they have!
Although the environment of Anjie is much better than that of the Wasteland, eternal night is eternal night, and the temperature here is also terrifyingly low.
The dilapidated cotton-padded jacket was unable to keep out the cold, and Wu Youyou began to shiver uncontrollably.
Huo Jinyang saw her trying to be strong and took off one layer of his cotton-padded jacket: "Here, here it is."
Wu Youyou pushed it away in disgust: "Who are you helping with your small body? You can dress yourself, young master."
Huo Jinyang was a little embarrassed.
No, I'm not embarrassed.
"Walk!"
Suddenly, Qiming walked forward.
Huo Jinyang was extremely grateful. It was his boss who was kind to him and helped him out.
Of course Qiming is not here to rescue Huo Jinyang.
He just saw prey.
"It's a special job! Those who can fight must be able to fight! The basic salary is 10,000, and you are responsible for life and death! If you can't fight, don't have fun!"
A man in a fur coat stood on the side of a truck and yelled. It was obvious that he belonged to the illegal part of the temporary labor market.
But Qiming came not because of his super high basic salary, but because he saw the obvious coat of arms on the car.
Exactly the same as the mission system.
"Brother Ming, isn't that right?"
Qi Ming held Zhang Wu down to prevent him from continuing, and pushed to the front with a few people.
"This big brother, I know how to fight, take me away."
A man took the initiative to ask to get in the car, and there was a woman beside him tugging at his clothes: "Husband, no."
Once you get in this car, you can't come back!
She knew that her husband just wanted to exchange her basic salary of 10,000 yuan for her!
They have been without food for several days, and if they can't find a job, they may not survive this snowy day.
For these ten thousand yuan, he was ready not to come back!
But the man in the fur coat didn't show any dignity at all, and kicked the two of them away: "Get out of here! It's just a matter of two bones like yours. Don't get in the way."
A soft-footed shrimp that is so hungry that it can't stand up, isn't this causing trouble for the boss!
"I can do it, I really can! I won't risk my life! Give me a chance!"
"Go away! Stay out of the way."
Although the basic salary of 10,000 yuan is money to buy a life, it is not thrown away in vain. They will not take away everyone.
Qiming finally had the chance to step forward: "I can, the four of us together."
The man in the fur coat laughed angrily. What rubbish was there tonight, just soft-footed shrimps, and even children!
Just as he was about to kick Qi Ming away, he saw a layer of light blue energy flowing around Qi Ming's body.
"I'm awake."
The man's eyes lit up.
"Yuan warrior? Are all four of you?"
In their line of work, being able to fight is the bottom line, but being a Yuan warrior is certainly better!
Not many Yuan warriors are willing to sacrifice their lives!
The three people behind them hurriedly mobilized their own Yuan Power. Qiming took the initiative and said: "I just woke up and made some capital."
"good!"
The man laughed, it seemed that he was lucky today. No matter how newly awakened Yuan warriors are, they are still stronger than ordinary people. These four boys might be able to make waves.
"Invoice the four of them! Lao Dao, I took these four brats away, and I'll settle them when I come back!"
The man from the Ax Gang who had just let Qi Ming and others in smiled and nodded, showing his big yellow teeth.
In this way, the four people from Qiming got the 10,000 yuan for selling themselves, got on the recruitment truck, and each of them got a work order for temporary workers.
The upper left corner of the work order is stamped with the same work seal as in the task system.
The truck twisted and twisted all the way into a more remote underground factory area, allowing them to easily adapt to the environment.
This is an underground fighting arena.
It is a deep inverted pyramid structure, with an octagonal cage built of high barbed wire at the bottom, and stands in all directions.
In a certain corner of the stands, there was even a small black-level mecha on display.
About twenty meters tall, it looked like a melee type, old but still complete.
Qiming originally thought that this might be a human trafficking place using the fighting arena as a cover, or even a gathering place for demon smuggling. Maybe there might be demon gods raised like those in the academy.
But in fact, the only people who appeared in the center of the arena were humans, and they were workers like them who came voluntarily for pay.
The two sides fighting in the octagonal cage fought hard and put their lives on the line.
Until one side completely loses its fighting power, people in the stands will shout loudly to decide the life and death of the losing side.
But if that's the case, even if it's still illegal, it's only a matter for the Security Bureau, and it won't cost the college a lot of trouble.
So, where does the problem arise?
"Listen up to all of you. Those of you who have received work orders will go out and fight at least once. Don't think about getting paid and not working. Pay attention to your lives."
There were ten temporary workers recruited in this batch. Qiming took the initiative and took a step forward: "I'll do it first."
If you want to find out what's going on here, it's obvious that you can't just hide in the background.
They are not eligible to go to the stands, but as long as they go on stage, their teammates can go to the field to watch the game.
The person in charge glanced at Qiming: "That Yuan warrior, right? You're a good boy with some courage, you'll be next!"
Qi Ming put on a white ghost mask and stood in the ring. His opponent had just won a match.
The duel here is a round-robin battle, and the winner keeps fighting until he wins five games in a row and can enter the next candidate pool.
The man opposite was probably over two meters tall, and his muscles were frighteningly strong.
A long scar dragged from his neck to his lower abdomen, and he held a mace full of spikes in his hand.
He raised his middle finger at Qiming extremely provocatively.
"Weak chicken, I'll kill you in three seconds."
