On the same day, the two of them completed the task of cleaning up the sewer rats, and Renard only eliminated one iguana, and the other dozen or so were all killed by Cliffor, but the system still judged that he had completed the task.

I have to say, there are people inside who are really good!

When the two handed in the task, James sent someone to confirm it with a suspicious face, and received a positive reply: "The hyena has been killed." ”

Because of the lesson in the morning, he didn't dare to embarrass the two of them, so he happily presented the six silver coins, and then covered his nose and chased away the guests: "The reward is all here, you can leave quickly after you have counted it." ”

Cliffor unceremoniously picked up the pay, habitually tossed it upside down, and then divided two coins for Renard: "Yours." ”

The principle of adventurers is to distribute according to work, and whoever contributes more will be paid more.

Renard has no problem with the distribution, after all, he just wants to improve his strength, and by the way, he can even say that he has taken advantage of the other party, and he has gained the greatest benefit.

"Host Attributes, Strength: Thirteen (plus five), Dexterity: Seventeen, Intelligence: Fourteen, Charisma: Thirteen, Potential: Three, Unassigned Skill Points: Three. ”

"The skill level of the host strength system is, Iron Bone: Five, Strong Attack: Four, Precision: Four. ”

"The skill level of the host agility system is, Horsemanship: Five, Martial Skill: Six, Control: Six. ”

"The skill level of the host intelligence department is, Douqi Usage: Zero, Unforgettable: Fourteen, Tactical Command: Zero"

"The skill level of the host charisma system is, Domination: Five, Valor: Four, Frequent Death: Four. ”

Coupled with the reward for escorting the caravan to the City of Plenty, he now has three potential points that have not been allocated, and after thinking about it for less than half a minute, he adds it to his strength, and then divides the skill points equally.

Now that he has entered the adventurous stage, improving his life-saving skills is the main thing, so his intelligence and charisma can only stand aside again.

"Host Attributes, Strength: Sixteen (plus five), Dexterity: Seventeen, Intelligence: Fourteen, Charisma: Thirteen, Potential: Zero, Unassigned Skill Points: Zero. ”

"The skill level of the host strength system is, Iron Bone: Six, Strong Attack: Five, Accuracy: Five. ”

"The skill level of the host agility system is, Horsemanship: Five, Martial Skill: Six, Control: Six. ”

"The skill level of the host intelligence department is, Douqi Usage: Zero, Unforgettable: Fourteen, Tactical Command: Zero"

"The skill level of the host charisma system is, Domination: Five, Valor: Four, Frequent Death: Four. ”

Renard clenched his fists, perhaps psychologically, he felt that he had become a lot stronger.

In the evening, the two dragged their tired bodies home, and Madame Donna had already prepared dinner, which was the most sumptuous because most of the civilians lived a 9-to-5 life.

The long table was already filled with ham, bacon, boiled eggs, white bread, and a simmered broth, and the two swallowed in unison.

Seeing them return, Mrs. Donna hurriedly brought two plates of steaming pies from the kitchen and beckoned, "I have made oyster pies, come and try them." ”

Renard was already hungry, after all, they hadn't eaten lunch, and the smell in the sewer was extremely disgusting, and it was estimated that no one could eat anything in it.

Cleaver came to the table and reached for the pie, but unfortunately he was hit by Mrs. Donna's spoon, and the other party covered his nose and said, "It stinks, you can take a bath before you eat." ”

Reynard certainly didn't have a problem, he didn't want to enjoy a delicious dinner with the smell of the sewers.

Clifford, on the other hand, was full of reluctance, his eyes fixed on the pie and walked towards the bathroom.

The bath was already filled with steaming bath water, and Renard unceremoniously stripped naked and threw himself in, after all, he hadn't taken a hot bath in a long time.

Clifford also stripped naked, then threw their gear and shirts out of the room, and shouted, "Donna, wash our clothes for us, and bring us two clean clothes." ”

"I'll wash it myself. Reynard looked embarrassed and said that he had not let anyone else wash his clothes except for his own servant.

As if he hadn't heard, Cleaver slipped into the bath, then turned his back to Renard and unceremoniously ordered, "Help me rub my back, I'm really tired." ”

Renard picked up the bath towel and slapped it twice on the other party's back, and suddenly several black mud were rubbed off, making him can't help but retch.

Immediately after, he noticed that the scars on Cliffor's back were full of scars, criss-crossed, short inches, long almost from the shoulders to the waist and abdomen, and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "How did you get the two scars on the shoulders?"

Cleaver reached out and touched it, explaining, "I was by a sharpclaw when I was young. ”

Renard pointed to the scar at the shoulder blade again: "What about this one?"

Cliffor shrugged, "Bitten by the silvermane." ”

"How did you get the scar on your waist?" "I got stabbed in a fight with a hooligan." ”“......”

Every scar behind Cliffor seems to have a wonderful story, just like a soldier's military medal, which is full of reverie.

"And this one?" Renard finally pointed to the centipede-like scar, nearly splitting the other's back diagonally in half.

Cleaver turned his head and looked at it, and said indifferently: "Those guys who were cut by the Scythe Demon, those guys have the strength of high-level martial artists, and they can't get through the knives all over their bodies, so they are very difficult to deal with." ”

Renard was immediately aroused, and couldn't help but ask, "The Scythe Demon is an abyssal creature, how did they get here?"

"I don't know. Cliffor shook his head, and then his mind seemed to go back to when the plague first happened: "A person like you who has not been baptized by the plague will never know how terrible the devil is. ”

"The little devils and the little devils are overwhelming, and the black pressure is simply more than the locusts. Cliver stretched out his hand and drew a semicircle, and said in an exaggerated tone, "Among them are the Great Demon, the Scythe Demon, the Sheep's Horn Demon, the Succubus and other high demons. ”

He shivered in feigned fear: "They have almost surrounded the entire city of plenty. ”

Renard had roughly calculated in his mind that it would take at least 100,000 men to surround the city of plenty, and he couldn't imagine what it would be like, because the kingdom's regular army stationed in the southern wilderness county was only 20,000.

Cleaver took a deep breath and said happily, "Fortunately, there are only a few hundred High Demons, otherwise the entire City of Plenty would have fallen." ”

The High Demon is the backbone of the Demon Army, and as for the low-level creatures such as the Little Demon and the Little Bad Demon, I am afraid that they are not even cannon fodder.

"At that time, I was new to fighting spirit, and I had a slight advantage in the face of the three scythe demons alone. He looked up at the ceiling with a helpless expression: "It's a pity that they act in groups of five." ”

"At that time, the city of abundance was very prosperous, with a large population and many warriors, and there were more than 20 warriors alone. Clifford's expression was full of nostalgia.