Although he knew the careful thinking of the fat chef in front of him, Barrett didn't care about it. All he needed now was food that would stimulate his taste buds and fill his stomach, and Barrett wasn't afraid that the other party would slaughter him - how expensive could the price of a side stall be! Even if the little white hat here can buy the cake, Barrett is fully capable of getting justice for himself.

It is precisely because of this psychology that Barrett nodded without thinking about the other party's enthusiastic recommendation: "Okay!" Bring me a special roast beef from you. By the way, what kind of meat is in this 'petrified cow's breath'! I don't think I've ever eaten before. ”

"Okay! One serving of special roast beef. The fat chef, who was shaking the spoon, roared loudly at the curtain door behind him, and then turned his head to Barrett: "Guest, you are asking about the piece of meat in 'The Smell of the Petrified Cow'!" That's the flesh of the lizard that grew up in the Grand Canyon near our 'Ulrique'. ”

"Lizard meat?" Barrett scooped up a purple chunk of meat from the soup, then looked at it twice and was still in his mouth. Then, while waiting for his share of roast beef, Barrett actually heard something that he found very interesting.

"See! That f guy didn't hesitate to order this special barbecue! A man in a short shirt on the table not far away pointed at Barrett and said enviously.

But then his companion reached out and patted him: "You see that equipment, that thing needs at least a few gold coins!" A high-level adventurer who is as successful as that is naturally not on the same level as a player like us. ”

Players who have never seen the world in front of them. Naturally, there was no way to tell the true value of Barrett's equipment. But since I've been in the game for so long, I've been in the game. Then they also understand that Barrett's streamer iron armor is expensive. The identity of the same player. But it also made Barrett listen to their words while drinking the soup.

"Adventurer, I'm also a level 1 warrior! Why didn't any team want to take me in? The man in the shirt immediately complained as soon as he put down his spoon.

"Ahem! Cough! His fellow of the board almost squirted the soup out of his mouth. After beating his chest again and again, the companion who was staring at him fiercely taunted, "Yes! You're a first-class warrior! But even with the system corrections, you still can't even use the knife well. The strength of this game is not just based on our class level. It's a solid introductory test to join. When you didn't get two stabs, you were reversed. I'm sorry to say that no team wants to take you in. Tell me what people can do when they accept you into the team in addition to adding a burden. ”

"Looks like you've passed those adventurer squads, yes." The man in the short shirt who had the sore spot uncovered immediately widened his eyes and retorted.

However, the flat-headed player was not annoyed at all and showed a breezy look: "At least I won't complain about that kind of thing when I know I can't do it." Besides, if I can't do it now, it doesn't mean I won't be able to do it in the future, but I spend a lot of energy practicing the use of weapons in my spare time! And you've been in the game for so long, and you don't know if you're looking for a chance to become proficient with the weapons in your hands. I really don't know what to say to you right now. ”

"Do you want me to be like you? After work, spend a lot of time there swinging your sword. And waste his hard-earned hard-earned money on those old men. The player in the shirt was clearly scornful of his companion's approach, "I can't go to the tavern to find Ines and have fun!" The extra money can also be exchanged for credits to improve your life in real life. ”

"Since you're going to eat and wait for death, why are you complaining!" The head man who said this grabbed the spoon in his hand again.

The shortshirt player complained dissatisfiedly: "It's not the Bélange guys yet!" They relied on their wealth in exchange for good talents and good careers. You can also ask natives and other players to help you complete quests. You see, everyone is level 3 now. If you really want to compare, they are better than me in addition to money. ”

"Yes! They're no better than you except for money! The Platehead Man angrily refocused his attention on his bowl of 'petrified cow's breath'.

The short-shirted player naturally heard his companion's words, and he slammed the table hard: "What do you mean by that?" ”

"Whatever it means is what it means. It is not the key that people have money, the key is that people are willing to spend money and understand planning. Even if you don't have any money, you will definitely live better than a guy like you who is drunk today. The bantou man was also very polite when he spoke at this time, "Besides, in the game, the gap between you and others is only money." In reality, social status alone will leave you with no chance of contact with them, except for credits. It's rare to close out a little bit of the gap, you don't know how hard to work yet. I don't know what to say about you. ”

Hearing this, Barrett was a little interested in the board-headed man: The 'government's 'pig-raising' for more than 10 years has really made many people brain-dead! It seems that there are fewer and fewer people who know how to work hard and plan in front of me. On the contrary, he is like the one who does not want to forge ahead. I only know that there are more and more people who complain......

People like those who are drunk today and drunk today are often never progressive. If you don't even bother to carry out the original accumulation of wealth, where will there be a rich return on the investment later. So it's not unreasonable for the boardhead man with the upper hand to despise his companions.

As he said before, what about having money. If you have money, you have to know how to invest in order to expand your advantages. If the Belanger of their words spends all the gold they have exchanged for credits on their daily pleasures, like the shortshirt player. It is impossible to open such a clear level gap with them now.

Don't look at Barrett's current ability to be considered a member of the first echelon of forgetfulness in the game. Don't forget the dangers and events he faced during this adventurous career. Which one can be easily passed by other players when faced with it. One might push Barrett's advantage to the benefits he gained during his testing period.

But others dare to apply to participate in dangerous experimental tests, but you don't dare to do it yourself! As mentioned before, all beta players were rewarded with a price - it was a reward for the Forerunner's life and sanity. Barrett was just one of the luckier 'guinea pigs' for experiments.

So I want to change my current situation. Get a better life. Or, like the bantou man, endure hardships and go through primitive accumulation. Or, like Barrett, find an opportunity to fight for your life. And those who are unwilling to endure hardships and take risks. Except by reincarnation, why should you live better than others!

It is with this in mind that Barrett is very dissatisfied with the real social structure, but he will never complain like some defeated dogs. Instead, he tried to seize every possible opportunity to enrich himself, and did not miss every opportunity to improve his civic rank, because he knew that this was the safest way to advance, and it also made him see the hope of his success in this direction.

"Boss, check out." This sentence tells Barrett to wake up from his thoughts. While Barrett was immersed in his thoughts, the two players in front of him also broke up because of the quarrel just now.

Then looking at the backs of the two players who parted ways, Barrett touched his chin and thought: "Two people with such a big difference in personality. It's rare to be friends when you're not complementary. However, if it weren't for today's events, such a conflict would still break out in a few days, after all, the patience between the two men was almost at the end of their time. I don't know if after this conflict, those two guys will compromise with each other! Or do you want to go further and further away......

In fact, if it were according to Barrett's wishes, it would be best if the two of them could be incompatible. lest the shortshirt player be a drag on the cricket man all the time. However, the relationship between people and people is not something that reason can control. In addition, although Barrett has some appreciation for the board-headed man, he is not to the point where he will not spend any energy for him.

So today's episode is just a little spice for Barrett at lunch. Of course, at the same time, Barrett also got a little bit of a glimpse of the development of the players in 'Ulrique'. Compared with those posts on the forum, the conversation between the two was closer to the truth.

"If my reasoning is correct, the players in 'Ulrik' are only about level 3-4 mixed well. No one has ever prepared for this little level from limestone to hematite. Barrett, who was sipping on the lizard soup, thought, "But listen to those two, the first-tier players in Ulrike City." Most of them rely on money tactics to pile up tasks with tasks. In other words, it is still unknown what their own level is......"

The actual level of a player in this game depends not only on their character level and weaponry. What is more important is their grasp of professional traits and their manipulation skills in all aspects. So for those 'rich families' who rely on money to find someone to bring in to pile up the ranks. Barrett still has reservations about their true prowess - though not out of the question of an accident like Laru. But most of them can only get to Clematis. Bot and Claudia. The level of the two eldest ladies should be able to snicker.

"It looks like our next mission won't have any intersection with local players for the time being!" If this is the case, shouldn't we take advantage of the conflict and competition before it happens? Barrett, touching his chin, thought.

Unlike the mercenary group led by the elite (Barrett) who already has the Red Iron rank, the players of 'Ulrik' seem to be centered around a few credit players around level 3. Even if they have a relatively abundant number of credits as a backing, under the limitations of the system, it may be difficult for them to recruit any aboriginal helpers who are far stronger than themselves - on the one hand, this is the official restriction on the exchange of credits for game currency, and on the other hand, because the unorganized aborigines are rarely willing to be subservient to other intelligent beings who are inferior to themselves because of gold.

In this way, the tasks that can be undertaken between the two sides will not be on the same level. Naturally, Barrett and his party will not have any direct competition for resources with those local players. This is indeed good news for all of you who are stained with blood!

This doesn't mean that Barrett's gang can't beat each other in a real competition, you must know that many times relying on numbers alone will not end the problem. It's just that the circle of rich people is often not very large, who knows Clematis. Bot and Claudia. What is the relationship between the two eldest ladies of Auditore and the local tyrant of the body? When the time comes, if the other party asks for help through these two teammates, many things may become more and more complicated.

That could be a lucrative reward for a gold player like Barrett, though. But that's only a possibility. It is also possible that players will have to face more troublesome situations. A situation like that is completely out of his control is definitely something Barrett doesn't want to see.

That's right! It's better to be in the state that the well water does not interfere with the river water, and don't have any intersection with local players for the time being. At our current pace, by the time they reach our current level, a few of us will already be further advanced. Of course, this is under the premise that there are no accidents, and it seems that I still need to prepare a few more emergency plans...... Thinking about it, Barrett didn't realize that the special roast beef he had just ordered had already been served.

Until the leaves of the sheep's tooth plant were torn open, and the smell of the smell burrowed into Barrett's nose and aroused the cravings in his stomach. It was only then that this guy was woken up from his fugue state. Looking at the tender and juicy piece of beef in front of him, Barrett directly cut off a piece with a knife and fork and sent it to his mouth. Then the soft beef, with the chew, pulsed happily in Barrett's mouth. (To be continued......)

PS: Modify the wording. Thanks to the "dismount and cancellation" greatly voted for the monthly pass. Thank you "Baby" for the big tip.