As the sky gets brighter.

He finally swayed slowly onto the normal road.

Didn't continue to scurry around in the jungle.

Although it is still early at this moment, there are not many pedestrians on this road, but there is a taste of rushing to the market in the bustling city.

Except for a few of these people who were really in a hurry, most of them were carrying all kinds of miscellaneous goods on their backs, ready to go into the city to sell.

Just like the common principle in every world, in order to survive better, it has become the norm for low-rise residents to get up early and stay late.

Naturally, Olga had no thoughts about this, after all, he was not a sociologist and was not prepared to study the living conditions of the low-level residents.

After glancing at them calmly, he didn't pay much attention to them, and casually found a place to blend into the crowd, walking in the established direction.

However, even if he didn't show any superfluous actions, his unusual appearance, dress, and temperament still attracted the attention of the surroundings involuntarily.

There is no need for anything superfluous, just the first glance at him, you can feel the qualities in him.

It's something that makes ordinary people fearful.

It's not a murderous intent or a sense of danger, it's an instinct that makes you want to look up.

Let people instinctively know that he is a higher level being.

Orga had no intention of changing his mind, even if he was now deep behind enemy lines, which was likely to cause unnecessary trouble.

He may keep a low profile, but he never lets himself be oblivious.

Moreover, in essence, he never cared about the eyes of others.

This is also the reason why even in human form, he will more or less retain some ontological characteristics, and has not completely changed into a human appearance.

After all, when his strength reached his level, it was impossible for him to transform incompletely.

He can become more human-like than a human if he thinks about it.

It's just that he's never thought of it that way, and he's never done it.

As for the so-called reasons, there is no such thing at all.

If you have to say it, maybe this makes him more comfortable.

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Standing side by side with his colleagues with a straight body, he listened to the captain's stinky and long speech with a serious and serious face, and he would say it again tomorrow after today, and the content was completely changed.

Like most people who listen to their leaders', Glenn feels that his heart is tormented, and the automatic filtering of his left and right ears is being put to the test.

After swallowing his saliva and moistening his throat, which was a little dry because of his speech, the middle-aged man who was a little chubby turned straight and ordered to the hundreds of soldiers guarding the gate in front of him: "Okay, that's all for today, you go and open the city gate." ”

Then he turned around and left, ready to find a place to sit and carefully supervise their duties.

Before he could take two steps, he heard the relaxed chatter and laughter of the soldiers behind him, he thought for a while, then turned around and added a few words to them: "Remember, if you don't want to be assigned to the front line to fight the abyssal monsters like Terr, don't offend those big people who pass by, I don't want those troublesome things!"

"Got it!"

Hearing his words, the soldiers didn't care, and they all smiled and answered.

Seeing that they didn't even think about it, the middle-aged man could only sigh slightly and didn't say anything more.

Anyway, as the boss of these guys, he can only prompt him again and again, and he can't help it if something really goes wrong.

Looking at his figure to the side, Glenn, like the others, didn't take his warnings to heart.

Laughing and saying to his companion who was about to open the city gate, "Do you guess that unlucky guy who Ter has reached the front line now?"

His companions, though they heard his gloating tone, did not care.

After glancing at the crowd standing outside the gate, waiting for them to open the city gate, the soldier replied casually: "If you calculate the time, it should be fast, after all, the team sent to the front line is generally expedited, and no one dares to delay." ”

Glenn guessed maliciously, "Hey, hey, I don't know how long he can live, a month, or a year?"

In this regard, the soldier, who knew that the two of them had many contradictions, just shrugged his shoulders and said a number very indifferently: "Two or three months......

But after saying that, he felt that this matter was not necessarily a bad development, so he added: "But this kind of thing is not necessarily, after all, the supply of all kinds of materials in that kind of place can only be more and not less, so there are many opportunities to get ahead, in case he really encounters an opportunity, he becomes a superior professional there, and thus lives well there, it is also a very normal thing." ”

Hearing what he said, Glenn denied it with a look of disbelief: "Impossible, the people who can mix in that kind of place are all strong people, and Tel is also worthy?"

He clearly remembered the look on Terr's face when he received the dispatch notice!

It's exactly like a wild dog that someone else kicked a few times.

He didn't believe that such a person could survive in such a hellish place.

Seeing him say this, the soldier could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, giving up the idea of continuing to discuss with the other party.

In his opinion.

The encounters in life are often inexplicable, and it may not be clear what potential may be stimulated by catching ducks on the shelves, after all, if you don't see the results, who knows the day when Tel really won't get ahead?

The ghost place on the front line, although it will face the attack of abyssal monsters, but that place is also absorbing the nutrients of dozens of surrounding countries, and the resources it has are far from comparable to other places, and the material subsidies for each soldier in this case are also extremely high.

It is precisely for this reason that although many soldiers on the front line are forced to go for various reasons, there are also many people who take the initiative to run over to participate in the war under the extremely high salary.

After all, it is the norm in all worlds to change a bicycle into a motorcycle.

In the face of profits, taking risks has never been a problem.

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With the completion of the preparations, the huge gate was finally slowly opened.

The crowd outside, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately swarmed in.

At this moment, those soldiers guarding the gate played a role and began to maintain order on the scene with familiar knowledge, and by the way, they collected entry fees into the city.

That's their job.

After a busy period of work, Glenn, who was burying his head in collecting money, suddenly felt that the noise around him suddenly quieted down, so he raised his head a little puzzled.

Then at a glance, I saw a slender figure in the crowd.

In Glenn's eyes, the other party is too conspicuous, and he is completely in two worlds from the mud legs around him.

When he approached, the crowd in front of him, like a river that had been divided, automatically gave way and did not dare to stand in front of him.

At this moment, looking at the figure of the other party approaching.

'This is the big guy......'

The thought crossed his mind.

Instinctively, Glenn's face immediately put a flattering smile on his face.

Not only him, but the other soldiers around him also subconsciously nodded to Olga and bowed.

It's like meeting a leader who has come to inspect.

As for their performance, Olga didn't pay much attention to it, and after looking at it lightly, he casually threw a gold coin to them as an entrance fee, and then walked into the city on his own.

After they took the gold coin, they looked at the departing back of Organa, and their faces did not show the slightest displeasure at all, but kept greeting:

"You walk slowly. ”

It's all like a licking dog.