The figures did not mean to hide their whereabouts, and thought about coming here in a very open and honest way.

"Don't worry, it's just some landgrazing."

Kars said.

Pioneers, as the name suggests, are players who explore uncharted areas on the edge of huge cities.

For a huge city that is expanding all the time, a map of the periphery will only last about twenty days, and then it needs to be drawn again.

As a result, many player organizations will send new players who have just passed their rookie years every twenty days to draw new maps.

Of course, there are also those who have an extreme love of mapping.

They will all be dubbed 'pioneers'.

Naturally, such a non-dangerous 'Pioneer' is not worthy of its name, and it does not make much profit, and most player organizations just use such small tasks to exercise the sense of belonging of new players, and also to test some ability.

Qin Ran, who had learned about these things from the mouth of Lawless, swept his gaze over these people, and after confirming that the other party was really the so-called 'Wastelander', he motioned to Kars to change places.

Such confirmation is not difficult.

SSS+'s perception was enough for Qin Ran to discern the aura of these players.

The expert-level [Mysterious Knowledge] made it easy for Qin Ran to distinguish between these players, whose equipment was very low-level, even if it was the leader, it was only between a veteran and an ordinary veteran player.

Kars did not object to Qin Ran's proposal.

The other party who is being hunted down wishes that no one would notice him.

"Please follow me."

With that, Kars walked northwest.

It will gradually break away from the periphery of the giant city, but in the huge city, it will still be just a barren land.

……

"This game is more real than reality!"

"Here, you can get the wealth you want, but you can also inadvertently lose the most important life, and if you want to reap the wealth while saving your life, all you need is a reliable organization."

"I'm glad you chose the 'Steel Chariot'!"

"As its name suggests, it's as strong as steel, so you can ride in it and protect you!"

"Of course, in order to make it ride more smoothly, you also need to 'refuel, change tires' and so on as much as possible."

"It's not forced, it's just that you can guarantee yourself, just do your best."

Lore skillfully said words that he had already said more than a hundred times, feeling the excitement of these players who had just changed from rookies to novices, Lore couldn't help but sigh.

"This game is more real than reality...... Because, its cruelty is far beyond reality countless times - you don't know when, you will lose your life! ”

"Maybe it's a second copy, or a third copy?"

"If you're unlucky enough, the first official copy will be the date of your death."

Lore thought silently in the bottom of his heart.

He wouldn't say those words.

He's not crazy yet.

He knew what the consequences he would face if he spoke out.

Their boss doesn't have a very good temper.

Naturally, there is a price to pay for being sheltered.

As for what he just said, not to force it?

Hehe.

"This game is more realistic than the first one!"

"Compared with the small life, the other ...... Is it anything? ”

Lore sighed again.

Then, it became clear to the leader of the 'Iron Chariot' pioneer that he needed to adjust his condition, and he was reluctant to show this negativity in front of some newbies.

There are not only the rules of the 'steel chariot', but also the dignity of being a veteran.

No!

I'm about to become a veteran!

Thinking of this title and the practical benefits it brings, Lore, who was still depressed just now, couldn't help but feel comfortable.

You know, this time it's going to be with the strategy group, and with the efficiency of the strategy group, it's bound to be a safe pass, and maybe you can get a high evaluation.

Thinking of the benefits of high evaluation, Lore couldn't help but hum a small tune.

"That's right, remind everyone."

"It's not absolutely safe in a huge city, and when your strength is low, if you want to travel, try to report to the guild, and the guild will send a veteran like me to lead the team for everyone."

Lore, who was in a happy mood, immediately entered the work state again, and began to propagate the truth of 'there is great power in numbers' without a trace.

"Captain Lore, when will we be able to walk alone in the huge city?"

Naturally, someone asked.

"At least at the level of a veteran like me."

"There are many terrible characters in huge cities, some of them kill people without blinking, and some of them simply kill people for profit."

"Once a novice meets them, it's really a life and a death."

Lore said in a deliberately accentuated tone.

The players who followed Lore were breathless, obviously frightened.

"Who are those characters?"

Frightened, curiosity also arises, and one player asks.

"Around our station, there are 'Bloody Hand' Loncor, 'Black Spear' Claude, 'Brute' Douz......"

"However, as long as you report that it is a 'steel chariot', they will have some scruples"

Without thinking about it, Lore reported seven or eight names, and then, immediately began another propaganda.

Unlike before, this time Lore is truly proud of the 'Steel Chariot'.

No one knows better than a veteran of the Iron Chariot the deterrent power of the Iron Chariot in the minds of the average player.

Sincere emotions are far more contagious than hypocrisy.

The players who followed Lore couldn't help but straighten their backs, raise their chests, and stride with their heads held high.

Oh, yes!

They have a strong organization behind them.

Even if the game is dangerous, what if it is dangerous?

The feeling of superiority made these novices a little fluttery, and the gaze that looked at Lohr became envious.

Lore clearly felt such envy.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Isn't it because of this moment that he was able to endure such a boring, time-wasting task?

"Let me tell you that in a huge city, the strength of the individual is only a part, but more of the strength of the collective!"

"As long as everyone is together, there is no ......"

Lore once again talked about the concept of the 'steel chariot', but this time, Lore stopped abruptly without finishing speaking.

Several novice players looked at their captain in confusion.

They watched their captain retreat to the side of the road with trembling bodies, and saluted the man who passed by with a respectful and restrained look.

And the whole time, the man in the crowfeather cloak didn't look at his captain, or any of them.

Extreme indifference.

But it's oppressive.

It wasn't until the man left with the attendant-like man that the feeling of oppression disappeared.

Call!

I don't know who it is, so I let out a long breath first.

Then, there was a sound of relief.

"Captain, who was that guy just now?"

Someone among the novice players asked.

"'Dead Bird' 2567."

"A man whose breath brings death."

"You can also call him the 'Emperor of Fire', 'King of Fire', 'Demon of Fire'."

Lore said everything he knew, and his tone was still respectful, which puzzled novice players, and Lore didn't explain.

"People and people are different."

That's all he said.

"Then our 'Steel Chariot' can ......"

A novice player subconsciously asked, but before he could finish asking, the whole person was covered by Lore, who had always been kind, and roared fiercely: "Shut up!" Shut up if you don't want to die! If you want to die, please go. Self. Kill, don't pull all of us! ”

The novice players trembled all over their bodies.

They subconsciously pursued the figure.

Unfortunately, the figure was long gone, and only the crowfeather cloak was deeply imprinted in his mind with the swing of his steps.