Yu Jing touched his chin. He always felt that the style of painting and the tone of this group of people were strange.
"Are they Chuunibyou?"
Still in COS?
The review editor also found it strange. When he checked the IP address, his jaw dropped.
This location...
"The position signal comes from the edge of the galaxy." The review editor's eyes widened, as if he had seen something incredible.
Seeing that Yu Jing was confused, she explained weakly: "They seem to be mercenaries..."
Knowing that Yu Jing didn't understand these things, the review editor changed the way of saying it: "It's similar to a knight-errant."
Yu Jing:......
Don't talk nonsense, he knows what a mercenary is, so don't mess around with him.
Chapter 39
Underground city.
There has been something wrong with the mercenaries recently, and the residents of the underground city are keenly aware of this.
The mercenary behaves vulgarly and has a solitary personality. He will get into a fight if he disagrees with you. Even if you look at each other while walking on the road, if you are in his eyes, the other person will find an excuse to rush up and fight.
This is a group of lone wolves who will do anything for money.
But recently, there is a tendency for lone wolves to gather together.
Tavern, weapon shop, colosseum, auction house...
There were groups of three and two mercenaries everywhere drinking wine arm in arm. It would be fine if they were familiar companions, but judging from their clothing and weapon markings, they were not members of the same team. This group of people gathered together and discussed something in low voices. When outsiders looked over, they dispersed.
This is a dungeon where darkness gathers. The law of the jungle is the law of the dungeon. In the past, mercenaries turned a blind eye to oppression, but now they speak out.
This change made the dungeon bosses uneasy.
"Have you checked it out?"
There are ten leaders in the dungeon who manage different areas. The purpose of their gathering today is that group of strange mercenaries. After everyone arrived, the leader of Area A spoke first. The area he managed was the most prosperous place in the underground city and the place where the most mercenaries gathered. When this happened, he was the one who had the most trouble sleeping and eating among the ten people present.
The person responsible for communicating with the mercenaries is Gray Throat, who usually acts as an intermediary.
"They get together to watch the show."
"Ahem...what?" The leader of Area A subconsciously picked his ears, suspecting that he heard wrongly.
"They are following TV series and giving people benefits everywhere."
A man repeated with a smile. He was thin and small, his eyes were darting around, and he looked like a restless guy. The leader of Area A turned to the other Gray Throat.
"Lei Zhong, what about you, what are the results of the investigation?"
The man with the scar on his face nodded silently. He didn't seem to like talking, but after he nodded, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to trust him.
"What kind of drama are they chasing...forget it," the leader of Area A waved his hand. No matter what kind of drama they are chasing, there will always be a time when the enthusiasm subsides. It doesn't matter if they are plotting a rebellion. "Just keep an eye on them, as long as they don't make a big fuss. "
Mercenaries travel all over the world, and there are some things that only they can do, and they can't break up with others just for a mere TV series.
but……
"Can a TV series make them become like this?" Several leaders looked disdainful. Sure enough, mercenaries are a group of simple-minded people with strong limbs. As long as you give them some money, you can make them work hard.
There are thirty-three floors in the underground city, and the leader's residence is at the bottom.
"Tsk, I'm not afraid of being buried underneath in an earthquake." Shouhou said to himself in the elevator.
Lei Ming glanced at him and pressed the button on the eighth floor. The thin monkey was surprised: "You are going to Tao Qing Tavern again. The wine there is not cheap. Are you getting rich? Everyone is gray-throated. Is there any way to make money?" Brothers."
He just said it casually and didn't expect Lei Ming to agree. After all, the competition in the dungeon was fierce and everyone had hidden ways of making money. Only a fool would tell outsiders.
"Those mercenaries speak too rudely and their accounts are often blocked. They spend a lot of money to buy small accounts to leave reviews." Lei Mingyan said concisely.
The thin monkey was stunned, and his voice rose slightly: "That's it?"
Those mercenaries must be sick.
Even if your account is blocked, you have to change your account to leave a comment. What a persistent spirit this is.
Lei Ming: "Believe it or not."
When he reached the eighth floor, he strode towards Tao Qing Tavern. It looked like he was going to drink. Skinny Monkey touched his chin and followed him with a smile. It was not easy to get a trumpet, he could make a bunch of them in minutes.
I opened the door and entered the tavern, and sure enough, it was packed again. A large number of mercenaries gathered together to punch and drink. When they got excited, they would smash the bottle on the ground. Some people lost in the game of truth or dare, so they opened a trumpet and went to the Young Knights Club. Leave a message in the comment area.
Three minutes later, he raised his hands and shouted triumphantly: "I'm blocked again."
The whole room burst into laughter.
Someone banged the table and shouted: "My account is gone again, is there a new one?"
Seeing how they were enjoying themselves, Skinny Monkey finally believed it. He rubbed his hands and tried to find a way to play the trumpet. A black shadow enveloped him. He looked up and found Lei Ming staring at him coldly.
"This is my territory, don't take business from me, get out!"
They just told me how to make money, and it is really not good to sell here. Shouhou smiled and said, "Thank you for your generosity, brother. I will buy you a drink next time. I will go somewhere else."
Before leaving, Lei Ming had something to say: "If there is no demand, create demand."
Shouhou suddenly realized that he could promote the drama to the mercenaries first, and then sell his account to them. Lei Ming, who was already familiar with the mercenaries, was surrounded by people and was more popular than ever.
"Do you have any more numbers? I want five more."
"Twenty here."
"What do you want so much for?"
"There are already ten brothers at our table, why do we need twenty."
Lei Ming refused to refuse anyone who came, and those mercenaries who bought the numbers returned to the table with satisfaction and continued drinking. They even invited Lei Ming to drink with him.
"Tsk, the Tianxuan website is really annoying. I just said that the army is not as free as mercenaries, so he blocked me."
"They are all a bunch of cowards who follow the rules. Don't get along with them. I would like to get to know the director. Seeing how he praises us, he might be our fanboy."
"Hey, since all the movies and TV shows he made praise mercenaries, I can take him to experience the wandering life."
Lei Ming's eyes moved and he lowered his voice: "But I heard that the director is a mentally weak person."
The whole tavern fell silent for a moment.
"...A person without spiritual power." Someone sneered.
The excited mercenaries stopped talking, and all their interest in the director was gone.
People without mental strength are more fragile than ordinary people. Mercenaries speak with strength, and they can't stand those weak and chirping people.
Since then, no mercenary has mentioned the director again, only Young Knights.
…
Yu Jing has been paying attention to the comments section. Most of them are normal viewers discussing the plot. There are only a few comments that are a little strange.
The review editor didn't close his eyes all night, arguing with people in the comment area, and blocking everyone.
"Can't the IP be blocked?" Yu Jing asked curiously.
The review editor explained tiredly with a weak face: "There are not only mercenaries on the edge of the galaxy, but also tourists or businessmen traveling between the two galaxies. I am afraid that I will accidentally hurt them and prevent them from calling for help in time when they are in danger."
All right.
Opening the comment area, seeing those comments being deleted within a second after they appeared, Yu Jing shrugged and lamented that the review and editing actions were fast. The backend had permission to view the deleted comments, and Yu Jing would look through them when she was bored.
[I blushed a little after being praised by the director. It seems that the director really yearns for the wandering life of a mercenary. 】
Yu Jing rolled her eyes and muttered: "A group of people who feel good about themselves. When did I yearn for a wandering life?"
Whether it's because the bed is not good to sleep on or the food is not delicious, ghosts will envy the life of a mercenary who lives in no fixed place and fights and kills.
"Isn't it?" A faint voice came from behind.
Yu Jing opened her eyes wide and turned around with a whoosh. Robot 01 stood quietly behind him, looking down at him.
"You stopped being One-Punch Man and became a ninja instead?" Yu Jing waved his hands angrily, "Stand in front of me. I don't want to talk to you with my head raised."
The robot was silent for two seconds. Yiyan stood in front of Yu Jing, the blue light in his electronic eyes flickering on and off.
The silver-white robot has a metallic luster all over its body. It has no human emotions, and naturally has no human shame.
Yu Jing's eyes wandered over it, looking down at the eight-pack abs, the beautiful mermaid lines, the smooth muscles of the arms, the strong and powerful thighs...
Oh, robots don't have that.
Yu Jing asked the robot when it first arrived home.
"01, do you want to get dressed?"
The robot refused.
"Sir, clothes will restrict my movements. I am the latest batch of home nanny robots. The manufacturing process is rigorous and there are almost no gaps. There will be no trouble of dust getting in. Please rest assured."
Yu Jing was silent for a long time and never mentioned this topic again. Over time, she got used to the form of the robot.
Under Yu Jing's gaze, the robot took a step back slightly, and the blue light in its eyes flashed more frequently.
"What did you just say behind my back?" Yu Jing looked up. The robot's height of 1.9 meters made him frown. "Forget it, you'd better sit down. Looking up, your neck is very tired."
The robot sat farthest away from Yu Jing and repeated the question calmly: "Don't you, Mr. Yu, envy the life of a mercenary?"
Apart from cleaning the room, the robot spends the rest of its time sleeping and updating its program. This is the first time it has asked Yu Jing questions other than life.
Does it also have curiosity?
Yu Jing shook his head and laughed at himself for overthinking: "I don't envy the life of mercenaries. They live in the open and live in precarious conditions. Why should I envy them."
The robot's eyes turned to Yu Jing's optical brain, where Young Knights was playing.
"I'll say it again, the prototype of Xia Ke Xing is not a mercenary!" Yu Jing moved her hips, moved to the side of the robot, and punched the robot on the head. The robot opened its eyes slightly and covered the back of its head dully, as if it couldn't believe it. Yu Jing will beat herself.
Yu Jing stared at it fiercely: "A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people, so those mercenaries should not come here to fight!"
