There was a lot of discussion among the crowd. Fighting in Lu Gaoyin's city was not unusual, but what was strange was that the man just now was wearing only a novice uniform and a shield, and he knocked the man on the ground unconscious.
That shield didn't look like an ordinary one, but the battle started quickly and ended even faster, with only a few rounds at all. People can't help but wonder where that pervert came from.
Two career transferees who were passing by on the street saw the crowd and looked in to join in the fun. They were stunned for a moment, then immediately squeezed into the crowd and ran up to the man on the ground.
"Youn? Yon!"
"How did you faint? What happened?" One of the job transferees immediately asked everyone.
His companion took out a water bag and poured it in through the opening of the high-end helmet.
The man on the ground immediately twitched as if he was a corpse. His throat made a sound of suffocation and rapid inhalation, and then he let out a muffled groan. He was obviously extremely uncomfortable.
"What happened? Why did you faint here?"
The man who had just woken up calmed down and recalled the moments before he lost consciousness in his mind.
The more I think about this, the more depressed I feel. The level of the holy ice is obviously not low. If the skills of level 18 can be increased to such a high level, what level is that person at?
I was too angry and didn't realize the key point at the time.
Why do you dress like a novice when you have nothing to do? You are crazy!
"Damn... I'm so unlucky. I met a cruel person and was knocked unconscious."
"Knocked out? How is that possible? There are no injuries on your body!" The man who still held the water bag in his hand looked stern.
It's not easy to knock out a career changer who can sustain a serious injury and continue fighting, let alone a barbarian.
The man named John took a sip from the water bag, rubbed his neck and bared his teeth.
"I was hit hard on the trachea and couldn't breathe. Then I was hit on the head again and I lost consciousness."
His two companions looked at each other.
Can it still be like this?
"How did you get into a fight?"
"I had a few quarrels with Leo and the others, and I was very angry... Forget it, I made a mistake... Damn... give me the sword." Jon said with a gloomy look on his face, reaching for his hand. companion.
"What sword?" The two men looked around with confusion on their faces.
"My...my sword. Where is my sword?" Only then did Jon realize that his weapon was missing.
"That person just said it was confiscated!" someone in the crowd replied sympathetically.
John suddenly let out a scream, as if he were mourning for his heir.
Mo Bei came to the next block and put away the weapons and shields in his hands. He was still a little angry and thought that he should have stripped the man naked just now so that he could remember it.
Seeing a row of awnings, I took two quick steps and happened to see several craftsmen gathered around, installing wheels on a car body, and the axles were already equipped with shock absorbing springs.
"Aguirre, how's the progress?" Mo Bei stepped forward and said hello.
A craftsman looked up and looked at the man with a look of confusion on his face.
He had only met Mo Bei once, and since he was somewhat face-blind, he only remembered the mighty armor, and he didn't recognize it at this time.
"Let me see how the car is doing."
"It's you!" Aguirre said in surprise.
"It will be fine soon. We have adjusted it twice before. Let's see the effect this time."
Mo Bei saw that the shock-absorbing structure was not much different from what he thought. From his perspective, it still needed some adjustments, but he still couldn't wait to see how the car ran.
A craftsman brought the beast of burden from the backyard, put it on a harness, and then pulled the beast towards the end of the street, preparing to run on the main road.
Mo Bei was invited to get on the bus, and after sitting down, he felt greatly improved.
The harsh impact that hit the tailbone has been cushioned into a relatively slight tremor, which is already a very good effect without rubber tires.
The body of the car is shaking a bit because the springs are not strong enough.
He didn't understand this parameter either, so Aguirre still had to constantly adjust it based on the load and body size.
Seeing that Aguirre still looked a little dissatisfied, Mo Bei felt that he had really found the right person. This kind of person who is not satisfied with technological innovation is quite rare in this era of little competition.
"It's great! It's much more comfortable than those hard bikes."
Mo Bei patted Aguirre on the shoulder and affirmed his improvement results. Later, some suggestions for improvement were put forward, including improvements to the shaft and front wheels to improve the car's steering performance and shorten the turning radius. Aguirre's blood boiled again.
For craftsmen like them, this is equivalent to obtaining martial arts secrets.
Mo Bei still had some unfinished ideas, but if he proposed the concept of rubber tires and bearings in an era with a poor industrial base, it would be a big step and nonsense.
When Jon and the others found their fourth teammate, the four of them searched the street for the figure with a small steel helmet on his head. However, the figure jumped out of the car and came to the block where they bought ordinary clothes.
Mo Bei has gained a lot from the past few days of training. He has become more proficient in identifying positions by listening to sounds, which can be regarded as his first glimpse of the way to fight blindly.
But he also broke all the clothes he could wear and had to buy some new clothes.
I thought it would be great if I could have big purple pants like the Hulk, they couldn't be beaten no matter what.
My eyes suddenly lit up when I saw that there was actually a tailor here who made tailor-made clothes for people.
It's not that he wanted to get some shocking clothes, he just wanted some ordinary short-sleeved T-shirts. He still couldn't get used to wearing long-sleeved pajamas to sleep.
The tailor felt a little dissatisfied when he saw that all Mo Bei wanted were simple clothes with short sleeves or even sleeveless and the materials were ordinary.
These clothes are very simple to make, but they don’t cost much money.
What he looked forward to most was to receive orders for those gorgeous robes, embroidered with gold thread. Just making one can last for several months.
However, the tailor's hand speed was amazing. After taking the measurements, he started cutting and sewing. While Mo Bei was looking through the sample clothes, an off-white T-shirt was ready.
The fine linen feels quite good and is very suitable for the weather in Lugaoyin.
Mo Bei was also very satisfied with the try-on effect, so he decisively grabbed a few gold coins and made a batch of them.
Mo Bei's generous offer made the tailor overjoyed. It was much more cost-effective than making those gold-embroidered robes.
Lack of money is a common worry for almost all career changers. Like the Ramsay team before, they became mercenaries for a few months because of a period of unsatisfactory experience. This situation is also very common.
After all, this is not a game. The dangers in the wilderness are unpredictable, so few people will gather equipment that increases the explosion rate of gold coins to kill monsters, and the explosion rate of killing low-level monsters will also be greatly reduced.
Encountering powerful elite monsters is a real opportunity and challenge. When you kill monsters led by a group of elites, the rewards are sometimes not worth the loss of equipment.
Mo Bei, who had a lot of money left on his house, finally got lost. He bought various things along the way and soon changed his outfit again.
Many of the clothes here are like role-playing props to him, which makes him very playful. Currently, he is wearing the robes and shawls commonly worn by Lu Gaoyin merchants, a turban, and a gold and silver belt tied around his waist. The belt, except that the figure is not full enough, makes him look like a wealthy Lu Gaoyin.
I bought a bag of sweet and sour red fruits on the roadside, and was about to take it back to please Perona, when I saw the guy I had knocked unconscious just now and three people, looking around and hurriedly past in front of me. .
"You're still trying to cause trouble, why are you so arrogant? He really should be stripped naked." Mo Bei threw a small fruit into his mouth, shook his head and left.
