In the early days of the game, with the changes in the underground world, the entire continent also underwent great changes - in the inaccessible forest, the beasts were blessed by some mysterious power, so they had different combat class levels; The earth's crust began to migrate, squeeze, and fracture, and various mineral deposits emerged; It was found easy to increase in power, and the barrier of absolute power between nobles and commoners was broken down in the days that followed; Along with this, the Dyll Dead were active, and the forces of all parties began to calculate in the territory of the human kingdom. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And the chaotic northern land of the Elantra kingdom quickly became a paradise for careerists.

It's September 553, and it's 3 months before the first version goes live. Although he didn't delve too deeply into the backstory in the game in his previous life, Glo knew that the gold mine in Afron was largely more than just a rumor among civilians. Some people may be pushing for these things with ulterior motives, but the spread of this news is by no means without reason.

With a short interval of three months, it is possible to show a little unusual sign.

Glo left the Mermaid Reef and walked through the streets. Just like the bustling crowds of people in the past, the small vendors selling all kinds of goods along the street, the difference is that the content of the hawking has changed today:

"Iron! Boutique Iron Hammer - a must-have for digging and mining, don't miss it when you pass by, only sell 2 rael. ”

"Harvest blacksmith shop, pure steel forged hoe. As long as the hoe is used well, nothing can't be dug up—"

Glo changed into the black dress he wore yesterday's party, wearing his usual cloth clothes, and a humble stabbing sword tied to his leather belt, looking like a lone wandering mercenary. There are not a few people in Afron who walk through the streets, some hesitating, some running to the vendors and pulling out their money bags in pain, and some gathering together in the alleys and corners of the streets to discuss something in a whisper.

It's really frenzy for all people to dig for treasures - Glo couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion when he thought of the system activities released on those festivals in the game.

However, relying on his physical strength, he quickly squeezed into the crowd, and from a small vendor, Rael took out a handful of iron and bought an iron hammer - although the bandit leader hated the monotonous and boring daily life of mining, but the thought of digging gold mines, all the pain and pain in his memory was suddenly forgotten by him.

He decided to blend in with the crowd and find out - if history went wrong, he didn't mind changing his original plan. He also remembers what happened: after the game was launched, various underground deposits appeared, usually accompanied by monster refreshes. These monsters are basically some cavemen, underground elves, skeleton warriors and the like, not to mention difficult and powerful, purely cannon fodder for early players who have come out of the novice birthplace to practice, or, it is not an exaggeration to call it a novice benefit.

They are probably at levels of LV6 to LV15, which is definitely the best leveling target for the current LV13 bandit leaders - ideally, if the time and number of monsters are sufficient, just slaughtering these things will be enough to reach the exciting LV25. Become a true high-level combat class inauguration!

As for the gold ore, it's just a matter of beating rabbits.

Glo figured it out and decided on his course of action—but to make it less noticeable, he picked up the iron and blended into the crowd out of the city. Beside him, several men who were also carrying mining tools gave him a wary look, and then quickened their pace.

The hill is located to the west outside the city of Afron, but to the west is a completely enclosed wall, with no gates, and a stream of people gathers from the streets of the city. In fact, due to the uneven distribution of layout and population, the north gate is not bad, but the south gate of Afron is completely paralyzed by traffic.

Civilians with sacks on their backs, small merchants and mercenaries with pack horses, and two-wheeled and four-wheeled carriages of different sizes, large and small, of different lengths, widths, and narrow sizes, blocked up in front of the city gate and the road -- there is no such profession as "traffic police" in this world, and there is a lack of combing of traffic order, and the people who are stuck together and cannot advance or retreat begin to be anxious and annoyed, and all kinds of accents and tones of cursing sound in the crowd, because of the occasional collision with each other, This ensued with scuffles and onlookers' heckling and even greater commotion.

And what about the soldiers of the security department and the city defense army on weekdays? I'm sorry, but after receiving this news, they have been stuck in a jam halfway. The most pitiful of all were the two soldiers and the tax inspector who were guarding the gates, and the torrent of the city had already rushed them out of the city, and stood in the empty field road, looking at each other with the procession of carriages preparing to enter the city.

Damn it! Damn it!

Glo was huddled in a sea of people, like a lonely boat floating and sinking with the waves. He struggled, and a fat, shirtless mercenary next to him waved his arm and shook off his greasy sweat, and the bandit leader glared angrily at him—the mercenary smiled apologetically at him when he saw Glo's outfit and the bayonet, so that his anger could not flare up for a moment.

At this time, the two skills of the [Ranger] class, [Eagle Strike] and [Fengxing], could not solve the problem at all, and the setting of collision volume determined that Glo could not wear people, and the kind of thing that jumped into the air and stepped on the sweaty and smooth head in the dense crowd, the bandit leader asked himself that he did not have enough level to do it.

It was the most lively day he had ever seen when he came to Afron twice.

After arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, the members of the team took off their armor one after another. The servants were ushered into the resting hall, and the knights, after a brief rest and tidying up, came to the reception room.

The lord of Afron, the "mustache" marquis, did not appear.

But that's not too much of a surprise.

On the way to the City Lord's Mansion before the team converged, Alyssa and her party learned from a conversation that the Marquis had already handed over many affairs of Afron City to Mr. Knight in front of him a year ago.

What an amazing young man!

Alyssa, Cody, and Lars looked at Marcoolo on the other side, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts - most of the aristocratic children of their age were just young eagles who had just spread their wings, and there was still a long gap between them compared to the one who held the government alone.

However, their false inferiority complex came from ignorance, and several knights who had come from afar did not know Marcuro's true age, and the other party's appearance was too deceptive - after arriving in the reception room, Marculo had already changed into the dark red coat and wore a long, loose, soft gray satin robe, which also made his appearance even more confusing.