The man who had just spoken on the sentry tower now went down to the ground and walked towards Mo Bei. He was a man about thirty years old, a bit slovenly, with a medium build and wearing leather armor. He was carrying a long bow and an arrow pot on his back, and a short ax hung on his waist.
He stretched out his hand towards Mo Bei: "Hello, adventurer, my name is Karl!"
"My name is Mo Bei." Mo Bei seemed a little embarrassed. He felt that shaking hands with someone with a dagger was a bit rude, and he didn't know how to hold it. He couldn't hold the sword and hold his fist like in martial arts movies. . .
"Let me take you to a resting place first." Seeing the fatigue on Mo Bei's face and some black blood stains on his leather armor, Karl said thoughtfully, "By the way, why are you alone in the wild? "
"My village... was attacked by monsters, and I was the only one left..." Although he was not lying maliciously, Mo Bei was still very worried.
"These damn demons!..." Carl clenched his fists, his eyes showing a fierce look. Express endless hatred for the demons of hell.
After following Karl for more than ten minutes, the two came to a two-story wooden house.
"This is Sig's hotel. You can stay here first. Sig is a good old man. If you don't have money, he will give you credit. You can pay him back when you make money later."
"I have five gold coins, I don't know if they are enough..." Mo Bei didn't know the prices here.
"Haha, it's enough for you to stay here for a long time!" With that said, the two of them walked into the hotel.
There are more than ten tables and a bar in the lobby of the hotel. No other guests were seen at this time. Behind the bar stood a bald middle-aged man with a beard. His face looked friendly, but he didn't speak. With Mo Bei and two people.
"This young man's village was destroyed by monsters. He is the only survivor. I will take him here to have a rest and get him some food." Karl said.
"Hello, my name is Mo Bei!" Mo Bei greeted the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Bei, sighed, nodded, picked up a bunch of keys from under the bar, and walked towards the stairs without saying a word.
"Just call him Uncle Sig. Go ahead." Karl patted Mo Bei on the back.
"Thank you, Uncle Carl."
"What uncle, I don't have a date yet!"
"..."
Mo Bei looked at his slightly weathered face and didn't know whether to apologize first or express comfort first. .
After saying goodbye to Karl, he followed Uncle Sig upstairs and walked through a long corridor with a corner. There were wooden doors on both sides. It looked like there were more than ten rooms in the past. When he walked to one of the doors, there was a sign saying " Seven" text.
Sig opened the door, took off the key, and handed it to Mo Beidao: "This is your room. You can go in and have a look first, and then go down and have something to eat."
"Okay...Okay! Thank you! Uncle Sig..." Mo Bei sweated, thinking that he was not mute. . .
The furnishings in the room are simple to the extreme. There was only a bed covered with quilts and a window. Mo Bei leaned his dagger against the corner and turned around and left the room. Although he really wanted to lie on that bed, Mo Bei felt that he had to eat something first. If only I could wash up again.
When I got downstairs, I saw an earthenware bowl on a wooden table. It contained something that looked like mashed potatoes, with a rich soup pouring on it, and it was steaming slightly.
After saying thank you to Sig, Mo Bei couldn't wait to sit down, picked up the spoon and started eating.
"Yeah! It's really broth and mashed potatoes! It tastes really good!" Mo Bei, who had eaten the warm food, felt extremely happy and his eyes were wet.
"Fuck..." Mo Bei wiped his eyes and cursed secretly.
"What's wrong with this eye..."
After finishing a few bites, he looked up and found a set of folded coarse cloth clothes on the table next to him.
"Go to the backyard and you can see the bathroom. Go wash up and change clothes." Sig said while wiping the bar.
"Yes!" Glancing at Sig gratefully, Mo Bei picked up his clothes and walked towards the back door of the hall. When we got to the backyard, we saw two public bathrooms. There are symbols representing "male" and "female" on them.
After washing up, Mo Bei put on coarse clothes, returned to the room with the cleaned leather armor under his arm, and fell directly on the bed, unconscious.
As soon as I slept, a whole day passed.
The next day, Mo Bei kicked his legs in bed and woke up in a cold sweat. He took several breaths before his crazy heartbeat gradually stabilized.
He dreamed of a scene where he was surrounded by a group of fallen demons and was hacked to death. The feeling of being hacked to death was really terrifying. . .
When he saw the room he was in, he remembered that he was safe.
Lying back on the bed, he recalled in his mind the giant bear god that Raven transformed into and came down to earth to save him from death, as well as the person who left a note on the second floor of Vashe.
"Job changer..." Mo Bei muttered the title that Raven told him.
"They are a nice group of people..."
This camp seems to be very safe, but if you come to this world inexplicably, can you only live in the camp for the rest of your life?
What happened in the past few days made him feel like he knew himself again. I didn't expect that I, an otaku who had never even been in a fight, could be inspired to be brave enough to persist in the wilderness for such a long time.
He was very happy that he could undergo such a change, and he even had a vague expectation of fighting. The excitement of a real life-and-death fight was unforgettable.
The most important thing is that he wants to find the reason why he appears in this world, but first he still needs sufficient self-preservation ability to find the truth.
If one day he finds the culprit, he will need to be strong enough to ask for an explanation.
