The quest system of Dawn has a high degree of freedom.

For example, after some negotiation with the Baroness, Charles has successfully turned the unknown mission reward into a known gold reward.

In addition to the hard experience rewards given by the system, other flexible rewards such as items, feats, and spells/skills depend on the player's communication skills, aboriginal attitudes, and other factors.

No one dictates that green tasks must be given to items of green quality. For example, if you are familiar with the High Priest for the Temple Daily Quest, he may secretly give you some extra rewards, or even skip the learning fee when learning a new spell.

All in all, in Dawn's mission system, only experience is fixed.

Leaving the Viscount's Palace, Charles of course went straight to the docks, and circled the brig to find out the sailors, waiters, and dock porters in the tavern.

The brig belonged to a great merchant at Simon. The natives who mentioned the Stormhorn sailboat were all terrified, and if it weren't for Charles' priesthood, they wouldn't have told them what they knew.

At this time, the sunset had just disappeared into the mountains, and the sky was not completely dark, and the Charles was not in a hurry to transform into a viper and go to the 'Storm Horn' to reconnoiter on the spot.

It's dinner time.

He cut off the busy flow of people directly in the docklands, and the natives turned a blind eye to the sudden disappearance of the Advent priest, as if they were blocked out by the gods.

Dormitory.

"You're out."

Zhang Ze had already ordered takeout, said hello casually, lowered his head and continued to look at the phone screen, and took a few bites of food from time to time, ignoring his friends, as if he was secretly sulking because Charles didn't lend him props.

Even so, Zhang Ze still ordered two takeouts, one of which was already on the table of the water dispenser. The bottled purified water has also just been replaced.

Charles took the takeout and gobbled it up.

Sitting in the simulator chair to connect the game, there is no physical exertion, mainly mental level tiredness. Charles is also a veteran player, and he knows that he needs to take a break, so after dinner, he is not in a hurry to log in to the game.

Zhang Ze changed into sportswear, went out with a spring breeze on his face, and didn't forget to show off when he left: "Brother asked An Yingmei to go for a run together, and you can masturbate yourself in the dormitory." ”

Charles was speechless.

In addition to being windy and rainy, he and his best friend have to go out to run around the school playground every evening. But the dead friend left himself to travel with his sister, and this kind of thing has been the norm for three years. Charles didn't say much.

A man has to live.

He also changed into sportswear and swiped his card and walked out of the dormitory.

Because of the trend of holographic technology, even national leaders are advocating national games at the conference, and don't forget to keep fit.

There is no mandatory policy on the university campus, but at this time of the evening, whether on the boulevard, or on the Huanhu Road, or on the school's athletic field, you can see groups of students spontaneously exercising.

Charles likes nothing more than jogging on the sidewalk on the hill behind the school.

The view is wide, with green mountain peaks in the background, and the offshore sea in the distance, where a sunset is slowly disappearing over the sea.

After running on this quiet and deserted path for a while, Charles was stunned to see a girl with a ponytail and healthy sportswear running in front of him not far away.

That's Anya.

"Hey." Anya smiled and took the initiative to say hello to him, jogging next to him.

"You're not with your sister?"

Charles was stunned for a moment and then responded with a smile. But the words are not so polite, and the implication is that you shouldn't be here.

"Zhang Ze, that guy has occupied An Ying, and I will come over to occupy you." Anya spoke softly, but the content was a bit harsh, as if there was a hint of bold temptation.

"Whatever, it's boring to run alone." Charles smiled undeniably.

Charles didn't talk much, and during the jogging process, Anya was always looking for a topic, and from time to time she cleverly shifted her focus to guild matters.

"Yesterday, An Ying was in the guild area and recruited more than a hundred players."

"It's going very well. I've heard that other new guilds, since the beginning of the beta, are only the same number. ”

Anya's words were full of hope. It seems that the formation of a guild by this pair of sisters is not like just a play.

The two of them took a final walk back to the campus. Charles felt Anya next to him glance at the side of his face, a little pretending to be relaxed.

"It's called beauty marketing." Charles smiled, "These more than 100 people are probably going for An Ying, not the guild itself." ”

"But whatever the reason for these people to join your guild. You and An Ying should be screened next. Those who have combat potential, those who have leadership skills, those who are proficient in life skills, and so on, should be divided into various departments and managed by henchmen, just like large companies. ”

Charles didn't skimp on pointing. Anya Mei came all the way to ask for advice, full of sincerity. In fact, the old birds basically know these things, but for the An sisters, the difficulty lies in the selection of elites. Not everyone is eye-catching, and it takes experience and gaming experience.

"What else?" Anya forgot her shyness and blinked her eyes at Charles.

"To form an elite group, you and An Ying will lead the group in the early stage, leave the Susar region and train in the depths of the wilderness for a week or two, and practice a tacit understanding."

Charles said with a smile as he walked, "In addition to the elite group, the most important thing is the guild's operating funds. You are a new guild, and it is impossible to mobilize members to donate, so you have to find a way to open up the wasteland. Sweeping the lairs of low-level monsters such as the kobold tribe and the goblin tribe is still very rewarding. ”

"So, you're going to form an elite group and go to the depths of the wilderness to find the monster tribe. There are more people than monsters in the Susal area, and in addition to fixed-point dungeons, how can there be monster clusters. ”

Listening to Charles's explanation, Anya nodded suddenly, like a studious baby, staring at Charles with crystal beautiful eyes for a moment.

Ahem.

Even an old driver like Charles was embarrassed, but you can imagine how terrible Anya's cute appearance is.

At this time, the two walked to the cafeteria area, and a group of male students who had just returned from exercise talked as they walked, and the content immediately attracted Charles's attention.

“…… Not long ago, the President personally issued an announcement that we, the Shadow of the Bloody Hoof, were going to withdraw from Susar completely. ”

"And where are you going?"

"Mashan cypress. Cormyr's second largest port trading city. ”

One of the boys heard his companion's words and exclaimed, "I've heard of this city." At the mouth of the galaxy, it is said that there is a thick fog every day, and the scenery is very good. ”

The group walked quickly, and after a while they disappeared in front of the road.

Charles didn't have the heart to continue instructing Anya.

The news of the evacuation of Susar by the Shadow of the Bloodhoof is very interesting. He instantly understood the meaning of the old enemy, which was shouting to himself in the air:

Since I can't play with you, can't I go?

In fact, there is no need for the old enemy to do this. For yourself, for yourself, Charles thinks it's not bad to kill a few people every day to spice up your boring life. The fights and kills between players can only be regarded as small fights against the dark background of "Dawn", and they cannot be put on the table.

When I saw a Destiny Legend level aboriginal make a move, these people who think "I'm a player, I'm a cow" will probably wake up.

Although Charr is now lagging behind the mainstream players, he is not in a hurry.

Knowledge is the foundation of walking the world.

He has already preliminarily connected with the Royal Mage Guild, and he will not worry about running out of plot tasks to take on in the future. Cormier has that group of aristocrats who are eyeing each other, and they are destined for a great chaos.

Then there's the route of the Stone of Ion, along which he should be able to step into the world of ancient Netheril.

Finally, there is the oil painting of Ye Yao.

In the Hall of the Crown, Charles found a religious book, so he learned that in the past, Cormier also had the Temple of Nightshade, probably located on the side of Tivanton, the city of Death. He decided to bring the painting over and sacrifice it to the goddess.

If it was an aboriginal priest, he would not hesitate to present the portrait to the temple priest to destroy, but this might not do any good.

Since Yeyao had promised him the corresponding reward, Charles was not stupid, so he naturally knew which quest line to choose. Faith does not bind him. What's more, Nightlight and Ogma are both gods of the neutral camp.

Charles was thinking about his own business, and Anya was understanding and didn't bother him. When Charles walks back to the dormitory, he finds Anya leaving without realizing it.

The dorm room was empty.

Zhang Ze hasn't come back yet.

Charles changed his clothes and sat in the simulator chair, connecting to Dawn.

"Welcome back, Holy Presence."

The dock area comes into view.

It was already night, and the merchant ships moored at the wharf were all hung up with oil lamps. From afar, it looks like a spark undulating on the sea.

After finding the Storm Horn and hiding in a pile of cargo boxes, Charles activated the transformation ability of the Viper Cloak. A small black viper jumped up to the deck along the boarding plank.

This is no ordinary merchant ship.

Mortar guns were erected on either side of the deck, and a dozen strong sailors with torches in high were stationed, all of whom had 10 or lower class ranks.

"These people are supposed to be peripheral members of the 'Night Mask.'"

"In this way, this merchant ship is inseparable from Simon's thieves' union."

The viper carefully swam around the deck, its triangular eyes flashing with a cold light, and followed a group of sailors who had changed the guard into the cabin.

A tall and thin man dressed in black with a dagger pinned to his waist came expressionlessly from a short distance in the aisle.

"Lord Blackblade."

The sailors bowed their heads and saluted, their eyes full of respect and fear.

The tall and thin man hummed faintly, and then stepped up the stairs and onto the deck. When he stepped onto the deck, his gaze swept across a bag of miscellaneous goods in the aisle, with a somewhat puzzled look.

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