"Xiao Luo, it's still you who go to the Tao, but you can't tell your Aunt Fen about this." The second master smiled and secretly instructed Meng Luo.

Aunt Fen is the wife of the second master, but she is more than 10 years younger than the second master, and everyone in this area calls her Aunt Fen.

"Don't worry, my mouth is the Iron General's door, and no one will want to pry it open!" Monro patted his chest and assured.

Of course, if you tell lies and cheat on cigarettes, you will pout yourself when you drink and brag.

"The first thing, Lao Mo and Lao Tang of your team have overturned."

"Old Mo, Old Tang?" Monroe recalled carefully before remembering who it was, both of them were the other two captains of the same team as him, and they were under the jurisdiction of Boss Hu.

"Aren't there people from other convoys in the vicinity of their activities? Can't even send a rescue signal? Munro was incredulous.

If this was done by the Aberrations, then at least C-Class Aberrations.

A low-level aberrant beast, the person in the armored vehicle should be able to send out a distress signal even if it can't escape.

The old man of the second master just smiled and said nothing, looking like you guessed.

"If you give me another pack of cigarettes, I'll show you where they happened." The old man sat on the ground and raised the price.

Meng Luo did not hesitate, and directly took out a pack of specially added paper cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed them into the sleeve of the second master.

The second master opened the map from the display screen and simply marked two points, and also intimately drew two circles with a small radius.

"I know from inside sources that this is a C-class aberrant beast that has just escaped from the front line.

Because the last aberrant beast tide was too fierce, there was a hole in the army's defense line, and there were 8 C-class aberrant beasts coming this way.

The army sent a killing team to eliminate 5 of them, but 3 were still missing, and I didn't expect one to be here. The second master took another puff of cigarette and sighed that Old Tang and Old Mo were unlucky.

"Has the army issued us a mission?" Munro wondered if he would be able to make a fortune in this mission.

Recently, there have been a lot of good things in the military merit exchange office, and some magical potions have made him very excited.

"I heard that it was released, but it was not released for those of you who were the basic members of the hunting party, but only for those at the level of the hunting leader.

What is the specific reward, old man, my strength is limited, and I can't find out.

I heard that Boss Hu of your convoy is going to organize a group of people to encircle and suppress under the guise of avenging Lao Mo and Lao Tang.

can make Hu Laosan, who is not as bold as a mouse, work so hard, and the army is afraid that it will cost blood.

Several of the bosses of this rest point are very interested in this task.

Why do you want to get involved? Their team hasn't set off yet, I'll make peace with you, cut a line? The second master looked at Monroe and didn't speak, thinking that he wanted to join.

Meng Luo shook his head and thanked the second master for his kindness, there are too many people staring at this kind of thing, there are many people, and it is thankless.

Not for a lone ranger like him.

"Is there anything else going on with the second master?"

"You're not interested in that matter, I guess you're choking on it.

Now that the transportation channel between Suzhou City and the Demon Capital has been almost maintained, you hunting teams and road guards are not of much use.

The boss wants to draw out some experienced hunters to cooperate with the army's actions, act as a reconnaissance force, and find out the passage from the magic capital to Changshi.

This kind of work is to pin your head to the waistband of your trousers, and it is always in danger.

Unless they have lived enough or are bold, no one dares to take on this task.

I advise you not to take on this task either, you are all too young to go, and it will be us 50-year-old men who want to go. The second master kindly warned Monro. He was afraid that Monro would make an irrational choice because of his youth or greed for the rewards offered by the army.

In fact, Meng Luo really thought about it, but the second master of the focus was different, and Meng Luo's focus was on the Chang Market.

It was once the assembly base of Storm Red and one of the important heavy industrial cities in China.

There is also a most special resource there! Parts for the Titan Soldiers!

Meng Luo estimated that there should not be much inventory of Giant God Weapon accessories in the Demon Capital, otherwise he would not be in such a hurry to hit the passage of the usual city.

"Oh yes, the blacksmith who sold weapons told you to come back and go to him, he got the things you wanted last time."

After a simple greeting with the second master, Meng Luo went to the military merit exchange office to exchange some good things.

Out of the parking lot and through two more defensive walls, Munro finally entered the bustling area of this resting spot.

A variety of neon signs are also lit up during the day, doing their best to attract people passing by the roadside.

This is a small town in the outer salient of the magic capital, and there are eight more that have been transformed into hunters' rest points like this, as logistical support points for the army's battle line.

From here, all military supplies were transported to the front.

And wilderness hunters like Munro are idle people in society.

They have a certain ability to fight, but they are not willing to be bound by the strong force of the army.

Thus formed this semi-militia and semi-reserve force.

It is responsible for cleaning up the remaining low-level aberrant beasts in the rear of the army and maintaining the safety of the city's communication lines.

The squads of savage hunters are both hunting and road guards.

Although this job does not have to face the cruel tide of aberrant beasts and above the C-level aberrant beasts, it requires more vigilance and caution.

The experience they had accumulated in the past is no longer applicable here.

All kinds of strange and never-before-seen aberrant beasts are simply challenging the limits of human imagination.

Every day, a large number of wild hunters lose their lives for a variety of reasons.

Their companions usually take the body back to the resting place for an autopsy and announce the cause of death.

and indicate what creature was killed when it was captured.

These fatalities are compiled into a book by the staff of the Mission Management Center and published in the weekly Hunter e-weekly.

Almost all hunters will pay to subscribe to this e-weekly.

The contribution fee received by the Mission Management Centre is subsidized by the relatives of the emissary.

This is a rare heart-warming move in this chaotic world.

Munro walked along the main road, and the streets were full of people.

Most people are in a hurry, and only those who have just come out of the bar and are half-drunk will be swaying slowly through the streets.

Under the immense pressure of life and death, many wild hunters choose to use alcohol to release their stress.

It is not uncommon to see drunk people being thrown out by the bartender or dragged back to the car by their own companions.

Munro dodged a drunken ghost and finally made it to the central square of the town.

There is a huge electronic screen in the square, which shows the list of the dead in three days, as well as various news events.

Most of the people here are apathetic, don't talk to each other, and don't socialize.

Because you don't know if the other party will die outside on the next mission.

After experiencing the pain of losing friends many times, most people here choose not to make friends.

This makes friendships here extremely rare and precious. Each one can be said to be a lifelong friendship.

The latest news was scrolling on the screen, and sure enough, two things that the second master had talked about just now also appeared on it.

It's just a simple brushstroke, and it's not as detailed and clear as the second master said.

This made Monroe feel better, and at least the two packs of cigarettes were not in vain.

Bypassing the big screen, there are several main organizations in the town, namely the mission management center, the military merit exchange office, and the hunter qualification certification center.

Monro advanced to the mission management center on the left.

Inside, it seems to be a former securities trading floor, and 20 huge screens are like flowing water to swipe through various mission information.

There are constantly entrusted tasks appearing, and they are constantly being picked up and disappearing.

In the past, the personal terminal of the bracelet was turned into a piece of scrap metal due to the destruction of the network, and now people can only choose to accept tasks by themselves through the tablet on the seat in the lobby.

Munro also plans to take on a few tasks, but before that he has to submit the first few tasks.

There are 20 windows on each side of the hall, and there is a long queue in front of them, all of which are hunters who have come to submit tasks.

Instead of queuing up with others to squeeze the window, Monro walked to the bathroom with his suitcase and took out a staff uniform from his personal storage space to change into himself.

He then wore the uniform, but the security guard walked into the back office area.

Stopped in front of the director's office at the end of the hallway, straightened his collar before knocking softly.

There was a sound coming in from inside, and Munro pushed open the office door and walked inside.

Sitting behind a long desk and carefully correcting documents is a young beauty in the uniform of a supervisor.

Who would have thought that Mu Yue, who was still a newcomer in the workplace, had become a mature and stable supervisor after two years of training.

"Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" Monroe came up with a hippie smile and took out the self-made skin cosmetics from his pocket.

Mu Yue raised her head and saw the small bottle in Meng Luo's hand, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Putting down the red pen in his hand, he took the vial from Monroe, opened the cap, and smeared a little white lotion on his skin, and the skin immediately became much smoother and more delicate.

Mu Yue put away the vial in his hand, and the bastard in front of him who often made him angry was not so annoying.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Although she could probably guess what the other party was going to say, she still had to ask.

Monro handed the box in his hand to the other party, on which was the list of tasks he had completed last time.

"That's it? There are others, right? "Mu Yue didn't believe that Monro came here specifically for such a trivial matter.

After all, the quest hall can also submit tasks, and with Monro's character, what he can do by himself will not trouble others.

"Hey, there's nothing to hide from you. I would like to sign up for an expedition to attack Tsuneshi. ”

Mu Yue frowned, and directly shook her head and refused, "Although your ability is already D+-level, this kind of task is still too dangerous, and I don't allow you to take risks indiscriminately."

So I'm not going to say yes to that. Mu Yue took a shallow sip of the coffee in his hand.