"What's wrong, uncle, please let me cook...ah, isn't it right? Did you abandon me?"

Sitting in the corner was the uncle who came to Fenghua Town with Duan Qing and Meng Zhu, the man named Smiling Butcher. He leaned against the wall of a certain house and sat cross-legged in the corner of the wall. The large iron shield was placed horizontally on his knees, reflecting the metal light in the morning. He gently tapped the surface of the shield with his hands, looking like he was doing nothing in miserable ways.

He seemed to recognize the man and woman who came over, and the smiling uncle had a little sad expression and a smile.

"Oh, it's you two..."

"What are you doing when you sit here?" Duan Qing looked around and sat down next to him.

"Yeah..." The other party paused for a moment, then showed a very bitter expression: "I don't know what to do either."

"Ah?" Meng Zhu, who was standing beside him, also came over: "Aren't you here to find a job?"

Finding a job is a common method in the game, but in fact it means finding someone to take risks in teams.

"No." The uncle smiled and said, "I just saw that there were many people here, so I came over to join in the fun."

"I have never seen anyone sitting here to join in the fun..." Duan Qing touched his chin: "If you want to watch the fun, go there and make sure you have a show every day."

The direction he pointed was a line of members recruited by those guilds. When Duan Qing pointed to the past, two more guild players had already started arguing, looking ready to fight, and it seemed that they were about to start fighting.

The smiling butcher smiled knowingly again, then shook his head and stopped looking over there. Duan Qing, who was beside him, saw all these expressions and suddenly thought of the conversation he had when he first arrived in Fenghua Town: "I remember, uncle, you are going to come to this place to find someone..."

"Well, that..." The butcher uncle's face became very gloomy again: "I've... been searched."

"I've finished finding it." Duan Qing and Meng Zhu looked at each other, and the latter slowly sat on the ground next to him and asked, "Uncle, I wonder if you... have joined the guild?"

"...No." The uncle looked at the girl in front of him and shook his head slowly: "Is there anything wrong?"

"That's it." Meng Zhu thought for a while, then said, "I...oh, it's the two of us. I want to set up an adventure group, but now there is a shortage of people..."

"You two?" The butcher uncle looked at the two people in front of him with surprise: "You want to set up a guild?"

"It's not a guild, it's an adventure group." Meng Zhu retorted dissatisfiedly: "We don't want to do that kind of troublesome thing. We just want to... build an adventure group by ourselves. If we have our own adventure group in this game, we might be able to do a good job."

"The money I earn will be more..." The girl added another sentence at the end.

"Haha..." The uncle looked at the other person's face and laughed, making him quite suitable for his name at this time. Duan Qing secretly gave Meng Zhu a thumbs up and signaled her to continue working hard.

"How about uncle, do you want to think about it?" So Meng Zhu went straight in.

"I really have no guild belonging now, and I have nothing to do..."

"Look at it, do you want it, do you want it?"

"But now, I don't want to join any guild..." The uncle looked melancholy and looked up at the blue sky.

"Hey? But..."

"Don't be anxious, girl." The smiling butcher closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up: "I just don't want to join the guild, but... you are just an adventure group. If you add an adventure group casually, you can exercise your muscles..."

He opened his eyes: "It should feel good."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then jumped up excitedly. Duan Qing knew that this was their first step to recruit teammates and also the first step.

I finally can put aside the many discomforts I have encountered in recent days.

After a brief celebration, Meng Zhu sat down again. The three of them sat on the ground, introducing each other's information and current situation.

"Mo Shangqingshan is currently a swordsman who uses swords. From now on...hehe, it depends on the situation." Duan Qing didn't dare to finish his words after being kicked by Meng Zhu.

"I am Meng Zhu, and I am also a melee profession. I am good at using daggers... Um..." The girl frowned and thought for a long time, but she didn't seem to think of anything she was good at, so she scratched her head embarrassedly.

"I am a smiling butcher, my name is randomly erected, don't mind." The uncle who laughed cleared his throat and continued to introduce himself: "As you see, you are good at shields, and before...haha."

The uncle smiled and did not continue: "You call me a butcher, smile, or uncle, anyway..." He looked at the two people in front of him: "It shouldn't be considered as taking advantage of you."

In the flying catkins all over the sky, the three of them reported to each other and then became teammates. The uncle learned about the situation a little, and then quickly entered the role: "So... we are still two people short, right?"

"Although this is the street with the most players in Fenghua Town, you still found the wrong place." The uncle laughed: "I am a special situation. If you want to find people who want to join other guild forces, you should..."

"Go to the tavern." He pointed in a direction, which was the end of the street.

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As the commercial street of Fenghua Town, Huawu Street is very spacious, so this street is located at the foot of that mountain. Although the terrain is gentle, there are still some slopes.

The Assel Tavern is located at the end of this street and is also the highest location on this street. Every evening to late at night, the business of this tavern is the most prosperous. Many people who like to relax and find fun will come here after the fatigue of the day as a pastime for the night.

Of course, taverns are also a good place to gather, the best choice for discussion and planning, and are also a place where intelligence and black market vendors often appear.

There are still people in the tavern during the day, but the number of people is not as high as the night, and almost all are players. Most of the people who stay here at this time are alone, and they are all equipped with a very majestic appearance, standing or sitting around the tavern lobby.

This tavern uses a wooden structure and is quite simple in decoration, but it is better than spacious. However, at this time, the counter located deep in the hall was not a single person behind it, and it seemed that it was not open. No one in the tavern paid attention to these players who were staying here and let them make a fuss here.

The reason for this is noisy is that when Duan Qing and the other three came in, a group of players were coaxing in the middle, watching the two players fighting here.

One of the players was wearing leather armor, which looked quite hard, so that the player's movements were a little restrained. His weapon was a dagger, but he looked like he was holding one in one hand; the other was wearing chain mail-style armor, but the braids on the armor seemed to be made of wooden materials. At this time, he was holding the big knife in his hand and was slashing at the two-sword player opposite.

"Look at my cloak-sword technique!"

The player held a knife in both hands and slashed in front of him, without stopping in the middle of the knife. In the eyes of others, he almost finished it in one go. He slashed several times, making the player on the opposite side unable to dodge back and forth, and had no power to fight back.

"Is this place still a fight?" Meng Zhusheng asked.

"It seems that someone is in charge... but after they finish the fight." Uncle Smiling stood aside and said.

"It's all players who want to find stable jobs. They naturally don't agree with each other. If they don't agree, they will have to fight... You guys, it's probably the first time they've been here."

The person who answered the conversation was a player standing by the door and leaning against the wooden wall behind him. Duan Qing looked back and was shocked by the other party's clothes.

That player was wearing a bar hospitality suit at this time.

"People who come here to select players have gradually become accustomed to such things, and they even use this as a means of picking people." The player named Salt Fish King smiled and then put on a standard face again: "So the people here are used to such things, including... the owner of the tavern."

"According to our boss's rules, when they finish the fight, the loser will be thrown out and... responsible for paying for the losses here." The man pointed to the double sword player who had been cut in front of him, as if that person was about to become the next compensationer.

"Believe me, this is not a single amount. So if you want to end up, you must think carefully..."

The three of them looked at each other, then slowly shook their heads: "We're just here to see, but..."

"But they ran here to fight early in the morning, and they were really energetic."

"The reality is not early in the morning, and... I think it's not just those who want to mark a good price for themselves here..." Duan Qing touched his chin: "If you continue to spread like this, it may become a fixed PK area in the future."

"Well, this gentleman is right." This person is still a little deeper into the role: "Some players who love fighting with others have begun to stay here, I believe it will not take long..."

“The business of this tavern will be even more prosperous.”

He smiled slightly, and his handsome face looked quite as if he was trying to be a lobby manager.

Duan Qing also smiled, then turned around and looked over: "When I say, I haven't heard of the skill of the cloak sword technique..."

"Of course there is no such skill." The answer to him was Uncle Smiling: "There are very few skills recognized by the Free World System, but players like to be handsome, so... Isn't it common for you to shout out the name of the move before attacking?"

"Of course, the names are all named by themselves." He spread his hands.

"That's too... it's too unsatisfactory." Duan Qing shrugged.

As he was talking, the battle on the field finally came to an end. The big sword player slashed three rounds in a row and finally cut himself to the fullest. He gasped and retreated, wanting to completely recover his strength and then change his style of play. However, the two-sword player on the opposite side did not seem to intend to give the other party such an opportunity.

Rolling and pounceing forward, the two sword players approached the other party very quickly, but did not stand up from the ground, and lying directly on the ground to make a horizontal slash.

"Look at my swordsmanship!"

"I can't bear to look at it..." Seeing the big sword player crying and falling down, Duan Qing covered his face with his hands: "Can you give me some nice names..."

"No, I think it's quite vivid..." Uncle Smiling was on the side, still laughing.

The big sword player did not die, but was directly carried out by the tavern security guard who emerged from somewhere. It seems that players in the free world will not easily kill others. After all, this is in the city and people are responsible for their lives.

However, the player, who was the winner, was naturally applauded by other players. Some people who were observing secretly walked up and began to hand over their olive branches.

The girl with the same idea had to retreat again.

"Saturture, there are so many people here, it's not easy to get two people together?" Duan Qing comforted Meng Zhu who was retreating: "Besides, they use the lower three routes, so we look down on him..."

"Several customers, please forgive me for taking the liberty..." The player who was dressed as a waiter at the door suddenly spoke again: "You want to... find someone to form an adventure group, right?"

"Yes." The three of them turned around at the same time and looked at the salted fish king in front of them: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"If I don't mind, I can recommend a candidate for you." The man kept smiling: "But accordingly, I need to ask for some agency fees..."

"I think you're very good." Duan Qing suddenly interrupted, "If you just make up the numbers anyway, we want people like you. Otherwise, you can just sell yourself...how?"

Under his eyes, the man opposite lowered his head: "Hmph..."

"You are not the first to make this request to me, but IMHO, my price... may be a bit high."

"What can I do if I am taller... Hey, hey, just do whatever you want, okay, I'll stop talking..." After dusting the footprints on his body, Duan Qing retreated to the back and changed into a girl with a smile on his face: "That... we are very poor, and we are not from a guild. We just want to form our own adventure group, do tasks and make some money... But I can guarantee that the atmosphere in our group is absolutely harmonious, and there must be benefits, although I haven't thought about it yet... By the way, we have masters in charge. In short, it's definitely okay to do tasks in normal times, and we can make money..."

It seemed as if he had turned into a grocery shopping aunt in the past, Meng Zhuxu started to negotiate with the other party in a nagging manner. However, Duan Qing, behind him, looked at the waiter's smile that was almost uncontrollable, and knew that his heart was collapsed at this moment.

"Our purpose is to serve players wholeheartedly, of course the players here are us! Don't worry, there will never be any uneven distribution of spoils. They are all our own people..." Jiliwala.

If you mentioned, can you really impress him by telling this person who was full of momentum before...

"Think about it, it's such a wonderful and pleasant thing to be able to be taken care of by the adventure group and live freely! By the way, Uncle Richard mentioned before that we have not set up an adventure group in Fenghua Town before, so we might be the first one! What a glorious thing..." He muttered.

It turns out that it is indeed touching...or can't stand it anymore.

"Okay, OK, OK, OK, I know, I just need to have a name, right..." It seemed that I couldn't resist the girl's tireless bombing. The waiter finally agreed. The movement on the other end was like the old days of pounding garlic: "Good in advance, I can't do anything, and I reserve the right to withdraw at any time..."

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem, as long as you sign the agreement, of course, you can press a handprint..." The girl skillfully took out a piece of parchment and handed it to the other party's eyes, then blinked her big eyes, just like the stars in the sky at night in the Free World: "By the way, you want to recommend one of us before, who is it?"
Chapter completed!