After waiting at home for two days, Su Yang finally received a call from the courier brother.

I took the car to the delivery location, signed a fake name on the receipt column, and hurried home with the cardboard box.

Carry the cardboard box back to the bedroom, first close the curtains in the room, lock the door, and then take out the knife and cut the tape on the sealing of the cardboard box.

There was a slightly smaller stone box in the cardboard box, and when he took out the stone box, he took a look at it and found that this stone box was actually an urn, and Su Yang's face suddenly darkened.

Opening the urn, Su Yang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, although it was a bit unfortunate to receive the urn for no reason, but the things could be delivered safely.

Took out the pistol and magazine bullets from the stone box, tore off the wrapping paper of the gun body, wiped the butter on the pistol with a strip of cloth, and looked at the pitch-black pistol in front of him, Su Yang's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated.

At this time, Su Yang was like a child who had gotten a new toy, one would raise his pistol, aim at the bedroom door, and make a shooting posture, and then roll on the spot, hide by the bed, and pretend to shoot at the unwarranted enemy.

A person entertained himself for a while, maybe he felt bored, Su Yang got up from the ground, took out the magazine, and poured the three boxes of bullets on the bed one after another, touching the cold bullets, Su Yang suppressed the excitement in his heart, learned from the movie, picked up the magazine, and pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one.

After working for a long time, he filled the three magazines, pushed one bullet into the handle of the gun with great momentum, pulled the bolt, and loaded the bullet, but did not dare to open the safe.

He took out a black high-imitation army combat uniform from the closet and put it on, took out the holster that had been prepared for the past few days and tied it to his right leg, inserted the pistol into the holster, tried the height, and it was very convenient.

After loading the remaining two magazines, putting the remaining bullets into his backpack, taking out the things that had been prepared for the past few days, checking them to make sure that he hadn't forgotten anything, Su Yang, who thought he was fully armed, set foot on the land of the Langton World again.

Compared to the shock and overwhelm when he came to Langton World last time, Su Yang was obviously much calmer this time.

The location of the teleportation was still the same as the last time he left, and with the faint moonlight, Su Yang carefully observed around.

The dark grove was unusually quiet, and after making sure that there was no one, Su Yang picked up his backpack and walked slowly along the path towards Morin Town with a faint light.

It is not a wise choice to walk at night with dozens of pounds of things on his back, but Su Yang did not use the flashlight for lighting, but continued to rush in the dark, and when he stumbled to Morin Town, more than half an hour had passed.

Although I don't know what time Langton World is at this time, I can guess it by looking at the silent streets.

Except for a few drunks roaming the streets, there was hardly anyone else in sight, and by this time the shops had already closed their doors, except for a few taverns and brothels that were still open.

After walking around the town, he didn't find Thor's tavern, which was probably closed, so Su Yang had to find a tavern called 'Fire Dragon', intending to rest here for one night.

Standing at the door of the Fire Dragon Tavern, this tavern was obviously not worth a grade higher than Old Thor's, and it could be heard from the constant sound of music and the unbridled laughter of the drunks, this tavern was doing good business.

Pushing open the door of the tavern and walking in, Su Yang, who was wearing a black combat uniform and carrying a mountaineering bag, attracted the attention of many guests, and the guests all looked at this strangely dressed black-haired young man curiously.

As soon as he entered the tavern, a strong smell of liquor mixed with the smell of tobacco came to his face, Su Yang frowned, and looked at the tavern.

In the center of the tavern, several scantily clad dancers danced to the music that Su Yang didn't recognize, and every time the dancers showed their thighs, there would always be a whistling sound in the crowd.

At the bottom of the stage, some tasteless mercenaries stood under the stage and stretched out their heads to try to peek at the spring light under the dancers' short skirts, and one of them seemed to have noticed something, and kept whistling excitedly.

The drunkards sat around the table and indulged in the inferior ale in front of them.

Su Yang ignored the curious gazes of the others, silently found a corner and went to the lower left, snapped his fingers, and a clever young waiter ran over.

"Sir, may I be able to help you?"

Su Yang took out a gold coin from his pocket and threw it to the waiter, "Just bring me a glass of fruit wine, open another room, and the rest is yours." ”

Taking the gold coin, a smile appeared on the waiter's face, "Please wait, generous sir, I will be back soon." With that, the young waiter turned and walked to the bar.

It didn't take long for the waiter to come over with a glass of pale red fruit wine, "Sir, this is the special fruit wine in our shop, the price is 30 silver coins, this is your room key, I paid for the room for three days, and it is also thirty silver coins, and you still have 40 silver coins left in your money." ”

Su Yang took the key and said to him, "I said it, the rest is yours, you go to work, if there is anything needed, I will call you." ”

"Looking forward to serving you again, Mr. Generous." The waiter nodded happily and turned to leave.

The waiter left, Su Yang picked up the fruit wine in front of him, took a sip, smacked his lips, it tasted good, a bit like a cocktail on earth.

After sitting in the hall for a while and drinking the fruit wine in front of him, Su Yang stood up and planned to go upstairs to rest for a while.

Originally, I was going to sit here for a while to see if I could hear some useful news, after all, there are people in a place like taverns, and a lot of news spreads from here.

I don't know if he was unlucky, he sat here and listened for a long time, and what he heard was either the nonsense of drunkards, or some horny mercenaries talking among themselves about which brothel girls had bigger butts and better skills, or some boring lace news in the town.

Carrying a backpack, he was about to go upstairs when he heard a bump, and the door of the tavern seemed to be slammed open by something.

Hearing the sound, the tavern fell silent instantly, and everyone stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door.

Su Yang looked along the door of the tavern, a man with a giant sword in his hand was standing at the door, his thick beard covered the man's face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but Su Yang could feel that this man's eyes were full of anger.

"Diasno, you damn bastard, get out of here." The man walked into the tavern with a greatsword in his hand.

"Hey, isn't this Renault, the deputy head of the Black Knight Mercenary Regiment? How did this old thing Diasnoe offend him? A mercenary asked his companion.

"Who knows, but Diasnow is definitely going to be unlucky, Renault seems to have been promoted to a fifth-level warrior a few days ago."

"Oh my God, Renault has been promoted to a fifth-level warrior? Doesn't that mean that we now have three mid-level mercenary adventurers in Morin Town? Another adventurer exclaimed.

"It should be like this, I also heard from a friend of mine who works in the mercenary guild, he said that Renault was just promoted to a mid-level mercenary a few days ago."

"Is Diasnow crazy? He actually dared to cause trouble with a mid-level mercenary. ”

"I guess Diasnow must not know the news of Renault's promotion to a mid-level mercenary, hehe, this old bastard is really going to be unlucky this time."

"Yes, if Renault really becomes a mid-level mercenary, the lord will definitely not offend a mid-level mercenary for the sake of this old guy Diasno." "That's right, after all, only when we reach level five can we be considered real warriors, and I don't know if we have any hope of breaking through level five in this life." One of the mercenaries sighed.

"Hopefully, only by becoming a fifth-level warrior can we escape the fate of our cannon fodder."

Hearing the conversation of several mercenaries, Su Yang, who had originally planned to leave, sat back again, he wanted to know what was different about the fifth-level soldiers, and actually made these mercenaries have such a big reaction.