Under the drowsy sky, black is the basic background of the Black Forest.

Here the ground is black, the roads are black, the trees are black. There is no bustling green grass, no insects and birds, no laughter. After half a century of evolution, people's moods are dark.

But the essence of human beings yearns for light. When Zhou Qingfeng could give hope, people from all over the world naturally gathered under his command. Once a talented person is recognized, he is often willing to be driven by him.

Adrian, who received the model worker badge, didn't sleep all night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He couldn't remember the last time he was recognized. Probably when I was a child, I was occasionally praised by my parents.

The days in the north are too bitter, and the bitterness can't accommodate much family affection. Wealthy families can give their children more bowls of rice to eat, and poor people can only drive their children out of the house to wander.

The lowly of the wanderer is like mud, and the dead are like mud. They often can't walk 50 miles from home before they fall headlong and never get up again. Because they are so humble, most people don't even have the concept of dreams.

As long as he closed his eyes, Adrian could remember the name Zhou Qingfeng called him when he wore the badge, "Mr. Adrian, hahaha...... I was actually called 'sir'." Usually people yell, 'Hey, that clown,' at me. ”

After flipping through the night like a pancake, Adrian got up early the next morning. He was supposed to take a day off, but the joy and impulse in his heart drove him. He was going to the newly built government center in the village to accept a new position and officially become the leader of the patrol.

Halfway through, a team of more than a dozen people was leaving the village.

The team was led by Zhou Qingfeng himself, the team was not large, but it gathered many good players in the village. These include 'Dementor' Mondino and 'Blight Priest' Justen. In addition, there were several selected squires of the personal guard.

and the Demon Horse of the Abyss, who carries large bags and small bags as logistical laborers - the Shadow of the Shadow, who does not need to eat or drink and is extremely powerful, is the best coolie, and in the dense jungle, it is completely irreplaceable.

"Good morning, Your Excellency Hugo." Adrian stood on the side of the road and saluted Zhou Qingfeng.

"Good morning, Mr. Adrian." Zhou Qingfeng was draped all over his body and reloaded. He also returned the salute slightly, but he didn't say much.

Adrian watched the team leave, suddenly took a few steps to catch up with Zhou Qingfeng, and asked, "Your Excellency Hugo, are you going to the forest?" ”

"That's right." Zhou Qingfeng nodded.

"You seem to be missing a scout." Adrian straightened his chest, "Allow me to introduce myself." I have completed twenty-five forest patrols in the past month without any mistakes. Can I join your team? ”

Zhou Qingfeng was slightly stunned, he really lacked a scout. Originally, it would have been best to let Kelly join, but the village needed someone to take charge of the town, and Inisa, who was in charge of administration, really couldn't do it. So this time, he planned to take on the task himself.

"We're going to explore the elven ruins, and we're going to go a long way into the forest, which is dangerous." Zhou Qingfeng specially reminded.

Adrian smiled and said, "Since it's dangerous, the pay must not be low." I'm short of money and I really want to work for you. ”

Aha...... Zhou Qingfeng nodded with a smile, "Great, I really need a scout." You join in. ”

Adrian couldn't help but jump into the ranks. Healy followed behind Zhou Qingfeng and asked, "Mr. Adrian, don't you need to make some preparations?" ”

"No, I have all my gear with me." Adrian shook his head and said familiarly, "Just call me 'Joker'." It's uncomfortable to call me 'sir'. ”

Healy, who has always been soft and weak, smiled and whispered, "Okay, Mr. Clown, welcome to your joining." ”

The meaning of 'clown' varies from context to context. Adrian felt like he was part of the team, and he happily introduced himself to his teammates, even the eerie necromancer.

At the end of the introduction, Adrian stands with an adventurer in gray armor. He was short, tilted his head and stretched out his hand to the other party and said, "Hey, I'm Adrian the Clown, nice to meet you." ”

The gray-armored adventurer had a blue nose and swollen face, shook Adrian's hand very frustratedly, and only replied 'I am Powell', and stopped talking. In fact, he kept slandering in his heart, "I want to escape but can't escape, but some people still take the initiative to run to die." ”

Adrian didn't care about Powell's coldness, and continued to smile and ask, "What's wrong with your face?" ”

"Someone beat him." Powell was filled with grief and indignation. It's really 'which pot can't be opened', and the mention of the wound on his face makes him crazy.

"Who hit it?" Adrian asked in surprise.

Powell grinded his teeth and said, "Victor. Hugo hit. ”

"Ah......, have you been punished?"

"No, ......, I'm a sparring partner."

Speaking of this, Powell was about to roar a few words - "I am the holy warrior of Tyre, the god of justice, I am the nemesis of the evil forces, and I am the adventurer who saves suffering, but I am actually a sparring partner who is beaten every day."

That Great Demon Victor. Hugo used me as a whetstone, and you don't know how terrifying he is. He pulled me out before dawn and forced me to fight from morning till night. I wish I could have chopped him to pieces with a few cuts.

At first, I thought I could achieve this goal if I had to put my life on the line. But I was wrong, this goal is simply not possible.

Training every day, fighting every day, I rolled in the mud like a pariah, crawling on the ground. I want to do whatever it takes to preserve my dignity. But in less than half a month, that demon grew up so fast that he could chop me to pieces. ”

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be extremely frustrated, and the more Powell's sparring work becomes, the more frightened he becomes. He now has to mention the spirit of twelve points every time he trains with Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng will not keep his hand on Powell's sparring partner, and Powell will not be able to keep his hand on Zhou Qingfeng. Both sides fought extremely fiercely, and if you are not careful, you will really die.

Powell felt that his 'camouflage talisman' had no effect at all, and he was afraid that his identity would have been seen through by the terrible demon a long time ago. He showed his ferocity on the training ground, but he didn't dare to verify whether he had been exposed, let alone the confidence to tear his face.

Adrian seems to understand Powell's suffering. He only patted the former on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't be sad, the work of the sparring partner is indeed hard, but the income should be good." As long as you don't get tired and do your best, you will definitely be a model worker. ”

Adrian straightened his chest and proudly displayed the model worker badge he was wearing.

Powell was stunned for a moment, his expression distorted. He continued to roar in his heart: "Model worker? You're mocking me. I'm your enemy, and I'm here to fight you scoundrels. I am a righteous paladin.

I'm just dormant now.

Hibernating, you know?

It's all about killing you someday. ”

It's just that in Adrian's opinion, Powell's ugly face is completely jealous, jealous of the honor he has received. He was even happier in his heart, and continued to pat the 'new friend' on the shoulder, comforting: "Don't worry, you will succeed." ”

Powell was so angry that he vomited blood, and all the people in this village were abnormal.