Wang Tuhao's experience is complicated and complicated, and it is simple and simple - they relied on their survival skills in the wild, endured a lot of hardships, and finally passed through the forest of Miselle and came to the county of Tara Khan. Unlike Panda and the others, they had no intention of going to Tarakhan City at all, and they had no interest in those historical events. What these few of them want is to follow the example of the heroes of Liangshan to rob the house, and then divide the big scale into silver, small scales into gold, drink wine in big bowls, eat meat, and have a good life.

However, the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

They found a random village, brandished weapons and wands, and frightened the villagers into trembling, not daring to resist at all.

And then...... There is no then.

Looking at the thatched huts in the village, they were short and small, and if the taller one among them didn't bend down, he was afraid that he would break the door beam when he entered the door.

Is there any wealth in such a house?

Wang Tuhao still didn't give up, so he searched for the activation skills of one of the bandits in the team. The legendary skill of that bandit really didn't blow it, and he really dug up a treasure hidden by the village chief.

It was about three or four hundred pounds of salty smoked jerky, which was as hard as a stone.

Looking at this "treasure", everyone's faces are ugly. Looking at the village chief's mournful expression, their faces became even more ugly.

"I really didn't expect it! There are even poorer people in the world than those bearded refugees!" Wang Tuhao drank some wine and sighed and said, "Although those bearded people have left their hometowns, in fact, every family has a little money for emergency relief." But these villagers don't even have any decent savings...... How could they be so poor!"

"Which nobleman's territory are you going to?"

"I didn't ask, why am I asking this?"

“...... That's it. In fact, in the old feudal society, the poor people who were destitute would not even have a complete set of clothes - what about the villagers you met?"

Wang Tuhao thought about it carefully and nodded: "It seems that there are really few of them who can wear complete clothes......

Everyone was overwhelmed, and they couldn't help but sigh while laughing.

"I remember that in the game, the NPCs didn't seem to be so miserable......" someone from the strategy team muttered, "what went wrong?"

"It's mentioned in the game that the poor are unclothed, but it's just ...... Hehe, you know, harmony. The person next to him smiled and said, "Actually, even if it's not harmonious, I'm not interested in ribs and zombies! I'm too poor to wear clothes, can I still have any beauty or body to speak of?"

"Don't you know that even zombies and skeletons have to be dressed and hated? ”

Everyone laughed again, and the atmosphere was very lively.

After laughing, there were people who sympathized with the poor.

"I am reminded of an old poem. Anthony, a shapeshifter who can freely change his appearance, said, "Those who are all over the world are not silkworm breeders." ”

"yes...... I don't believe that their year-round output will not be enough to add them a piece of clothing!" Wang Tuhao nodded again and again, "Their boss has also gone too far! ”

"Public opinion? are you talking about public opinion in this world?" the half-giant Long Biao laughed, his laughter was as loud as thunder, "Wake up! This is a game, not reality! What is the reason for the things in the game!"

"Even if it's just a game, we come in, and we have to make it a reality. The vampire tiger frowned.

"You want to take it as reality as you like, but don't force me!" Long Biao pursed his lips and sneered disdainfully, "A fake is a fake, and if you have the ability to die, you can't be resurrected, and it's almost the same to shout 'this is reality'." ”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Yunero immediately advised: "Don't say this, if you die, you can't be resurrected, I thought...... Then it's not Sword Art Online......"

"There's nothing wrong with becoming a Sword Art Online. ”

"That's not good! I don't want to play a game and kill me!"

"Seconded, so am I! Regardless of whether this world is true or not, in short, I definitely don't want to die like this!"

"+1, I'm in favor too!"

"+2, count me in. ”

The topic quickly changed direction, and the unfavorable distortion of the topic came into play again.

It's just that...... Panda noticed that many people had a thoughtful look on their faces, and obviously had different ideas about the question of "the truth or falsehood of this world".

He thought about it, contacted Sanyu, and told him about it.

Sanyu said that he couldn't help it, to be honest, he himself was actually very hesitant about the truth or falsehood of this world.

[Panda: Whether this world is true or not, we are really living here now, aren't we?]

[Sanyu Wumengsheng: Maybe your idea is more realistic, but I still can't convince myself...... In fact, many people in the guild are still full of doubts about the authenticity of this world. If it weren't for the poor living conditions outside the castle, I'm afraid that many people would have gone out to make trouble and vent their frustration. 】

【Panda:...... No wonder so many people are willing to come with me this time!]

He had wondered a little before - why were so many people willing to endure hardships and travel long distances to the city of Tara Khan to fight against demon-worshipping cultists who were not related to Tara Khan.

Now he understands that maybe what everyone cares about is not the task reward, but that he can take this opportunity to do a great job and turn him upside down!

He sighed deeply, feeling a little melancholy.

There's nothing wrong with people feeling alienated from the world. But since you live in this world, you have to accept reality. Live honestly as a member of this world.

If everyone is full of resentment and wants to make trouble, I am afraid that the ending of their group of traversers will not be very good......

This thought became even stronger a few days later, as they crossed the forest of Miscelle.

The forest is vast, with all sorts of dangerous and terrifying monsters, as well as conservative druids who are never friendly to outsiders. The last time the pandas traveled through the forest, they met the enlightened or at least neutral druids, and this time, they met the conservatives.

The druid hid far away in the woods, threatening them to leave.

"What will happen if you don't leave?" asked Long Biao in a hurry.

The druid's figure vanished, and more than an hour later, with a terrifying roar, a ferocious and brutal earth-walking dragon with a head at least five or six meters tall and covered in thick scales was lured by him.

According to the druid's idea, he probably wanted to use the power of this earth-walking dragon to destroy or at least severely damage this group of strange adventurers, however, he made a big mistake.

He underestimated the strength of this group of adventurers.

This group of traversers who have the courage to follow the panda out to make trouble are all from the past period of hard training and killing monsters, accumulating a lot of experience points. Among them, the lowest level is also twelve or thirteen, and the higher ones are even close to nineteen, if it weren't for this matter, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will be promoted to level twenty, and they can step into the so-called "kingdom elite" level just by their level.

If you take into account their race, skills, and attributes, their actual combat power will definitely not lose to ordinary knights around level thirty. In addition, their team is neat, and there are sufficient manpower in each position, and they suddenly put on a boss fighting formation, and firmly trapped the earth-walking dragon in the formation.

Just a few minutes later, under the siege of everyone, the Earth Walking Dragon, which was staggering from side to side, collapsed with a terrible roar.

The pandas, eldest sun warriors and the others who rushed to the front had already been doused red by the blood spurting from the earthly dragon's body, but they didn't care, and climbed on top of the monster corpse at the top of the food chain of the Miscelele Forest one by one, raising their weapons and roaring loudly with the comrades who had gathered over.

Looking at the awe-inspiring spectacle and listening to their roars, the conservative druid's face was earthy, and he retreated silently.

Perhaps, no one will ever see him in this area again......