The inhabitants of Valoran have a very good characteristic, that is, they are extremely adaptable, whether it is from the distant war of the gods or from the recent rune wars, it can be seen that people have a relatively positive mentality and thoughts in the face of turmoil or disaster. www.biquge.info Perhaps, this is also the reason why although the Valoran continent is a world of magic, the main part is still ordinary people.

To put it in layman's terms, it is to have no heart and lungs, and to get by.

It was because of this mentality that Dick felt that the atmosphere on the street was a little heavy when he rushed to the Zuan military headquarters the next day, but it didn't make him feel too abnormal, so he still didn't know what happened last night.

In fact, social relations are always intricate, a small vegetable vendor on the street, the second uncle of the niece of his cousin-in-law of the seventh aunt...... The eldest aunt may be some extremely powerful chaebol. Therefore, although civilians do not have access to first-hand information about the major events happening on these continents, they will always hear some rumors from so-and-so very quickly. And often when they know a few words, it means that almost everyone knows about it.

Of course, it's hard to say how far from what they know is actually there.

When the fully equipped Dick stood at the gate of the Zuan military headquarters with the report letter, even if he was as dull as he probably knew something, although it was not very detailed, he knew that it seemed that something really happened this time.

In the past, there was only a seventy or eighty-year-old man guarding the gate, but now there are two neat teams of twelve fully equipped soldiers standing guard, which is not comparable to the patrolmen who are responsible for dispersing the orphans and unscrupulous traders in the streets. The main entrance of the military headquarters, which originally only opened a small door to facilitate the doorman's own access, is now completely different from the past, and the technology and magic explosion-proof doors with a combined length and width of more than ten meters are wide open, and a group of soldiers are entering and exiting it, and occasionally there are a few officials who are rarely seen in ordinary times passing through quickly with a hurried look.

Looking inside, the martial arts training ground opposite was already crowded with people, and there were still a lot of birds and beasts chattering on the surrounding trees, as if cursing this group of guys for occupying their usual paradise.

"What the hell is this...... What's the situation? ”

Dick's heart was faintly unsteady, was this going to war? But how is this possible?

With a stomach full of doubts, Dick entered the door, and squeezed into the crowd and handed the report letter in his hand to a civilian-looking official, and a poster was pasted on the table in front of him, which clearly said "Division", and then it was estimated that many people did not know what this meant, so a line of small words was marked next to these three big words: All the fools with the report letter are here! -- It is evident from the crooked handwriting that the owner of the pen was not in such a beautiful mood when they were created.

"Go to the Thirteenth." The official's temper didn't seem to be very good, and I don't know if he usually did the same, but he pointed behind him, and without raising his eyes, he said impatiently, "Next!" ”

Originally, Dick wanted to ask him a few questions, but seeing his attitude, Dick didn't want to die, and looked ahead with his fingers, where there was a long row of tables neatly arranged, each with a number on it, and then a line of markings, and at the back of the tables there were many people already gathered and waiting.

Walking straight to table thirteen, there was also a civilian-looking official, thinking of the man's temper just now, Dick said politely, "Excuse me, what do I need to do?" Oh, and the sub-director asked me to report here. ”

However, the official was obviously much better at talking, nodded at Dick with a smile, and even stood up, but Dick clearly saw that his eyes paused unconsciously after seeing the equipment on his body.

"Hello, hello, this is the gathering point of the pro-soldiers, please find your name in the list on the table, and then sign your name at the back, but since the people have not yet arrived, you still need to gather in the back and wait for a while, and when everyone comes, I will send you to your respective commanders in turn."

Uh, pro-soldier?

Dick was confused, wasn't the fat difference of pro-soldiers generally occupied by the children of powerful people or related households? Even if there are exceptions, it should be those soldiers or cadets who have performed well in the army or academy who are eligible to be assigned, but they obviously don't have anything to do with it.

No wonder this official's attitude is so gentle, and even a little bit of a stammer, especially seeing that his equipment is obviously not ordinary (the equipment on the protagonist's body was stolen by Jinx from the Hex Technology merchant in the back street of Zuan, which was originally very precious, not to mention that it has also been transformed by Ike, it can be said that the set of equipment on the protagonist is already quite luxurious in the eyes of ordinary people), after he mostly regarded himself as the descendant of a powerful person to gild the army.

Although he couldn't figure out why he was assigned as a personal soldier, Dick was not stupid enough to ask or refuse, picked up the list on the table to find his name, and quickly signed it with two strokes.

The officer glanced at Dick's signed name, and then his face changed, and when he looked at Dick again, his appearance had completely changed, and the gentleness of that had been before had disappeared, and was replaced by sympathy, and even some sarcasm.

This strange change naturally aroused Dick's curiosity, and he just wanted to ask, but he waved his hand casually, and said, "Go to the back and line up, it's actually the personal soldier assigned to that adult, hehe, poor fellow......"

Dick was stunned and wanted to inquire carefully, but the official obviously didn't want to continue to deal with himself, so he didn't have to be bored, anyway, no matter what the situation was, he couldn't change anything, so it was better to let it be.

Walking towards the crowd gathered at the rear, I casually found a slightly shorter queue and lined up, and I heard the people around me talking about it, which seemed to be about League of Legends.

When Dick was just about to listen, he found that a little fat man next to him was sobbing and crying, this aggrieved appearance seemed so out of tune in a crowd of soldiers, Dick couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?" ”

The little fat man wept to himself for a while, and seemed to be trying to restrain himself, but apparently it was not very effective, and he seemed to cry even louder after Dick asked.

Just as Dick was about to lose his patience, the little fat man finally cried almost and replied intermittently, "I...... I've been assigned to Lord Sinjid as a personal soldier, woo-wow......"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little fat man lost control again, and the tears were blooming, and Dick looked a little distressed......

"Is there anything wrong with being Lord Sinjid's personal soldier? Also, how do you know you're assigned to Lord Sinjid? ”

Without waiting for the little fat man to answer, a person next to him gloated: "Lord Sinjid is a powerful hero, and now that he is about to fight, the Noxus that exists for the war will obviously move, and Lord Sinjid, who has been in contact with the Noxus military, will most likely continue to serve Noxus." And as a hero's personal soldier, the mortality rate ...... Hehe! ”

Dick was a little stunned, it turned out that this unlucky little fat man actually had such a thing, no wonder he was so sad. You must know that the people who choose to be pro-soldiers are basically people who have a way, and most of them are greedy for life and afraid of death...... Apparently this little fat man belongs to this category.

"As for how he knows, it's very simple, the code name V18 is Lord Sinjid, and the list when he signed it has the code name of the chief he belongs to."

Hmm, that's ...... Wait a minute!

it! I TM seems to be behind V18!

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