As a result, Mu Shao'an and the others have now become the fixed defenders of the First Tower City, because several legions of the Demacian Empire have also launched a successful pursuit, and these mercenaries who have been raised by their mothers are guarding behind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a standard patrol time every day, and you can have a barbecue meeting in the barracks, and you will definitely not starve to death, but you just can't leave the barracks, and you don't have a chance to tease the little sister of the Demacian Empire.

It is conceivable that when such a few days of boring time have passed, two big golden words will float on everyone's head - boring.

Of course, not everyone is like this, and there are also people among the program soldiers who like this kind of quiet life, and Mu Shaoan is one of them.

He had to go to the city wall every day to patrol the city walls, and when he came back at night, he would sleep with his head covered.

He didn't communicate with anyone, and it was strange to say that no one had ever taken the initiative to talk to him, as if he was a plague carrier, of course, he could also feel the deliberate overtures of some hunting group leaders, and it was not difficult to guess their purpose, but Mu Shaoan didn't want to think about it.

He was like a nerd these days, looking into the distance from the city walls during the day, standing all day at a time, and sleeping all night at night.

It's not the most outlandish, but it's certainly a little weird.

That Lin Xiaolan might be able to guess what Mu Shaoan was doing, that's right, he was repeatedly recalling and recreating the battle that day.

Some people have talent, some people have luck, some people have backstage, or they have other resources that can make them grow quickly.

Mu Shaoan doesn't seem to have these advantages for the time being, he doesn't even have a qualified teacher, and many common senses that other program soldiers know, he doesn't know much because he hasn't experienced the recruit camp.

He didn't have any friends to learn from, to study, to help each other grow.

All he could rely on was himself.

And he always believes in a little.

That is, the real growth classroom is always on the battlefield of life and death.

A true mentor is always the most terrible enemy.

He doesn't honor every enemy in his life.

But he will definitely cherish the experience of fighting them to the death.

A tranquil environment, time for complete relaxation, filtering out all the trivialities, and the rest is a classroom that faces life and death head-on.

In this way, in this mission world that should have been full of life and death challenges, I was stunned and had the illusion that the days were as long as the years.

Finally, on the fifteenth day, that Lin Xiaolan appeared in front of Mu Shao'an like a ghost, well, followed by a muscular man wearing a full set of Nightkin armor, really funny.

Mu Shao'an narrowed his eyes, and without waiting for Lin Xiaolan to speak, he took the lead and said, "I still need to serve in the Ximu Town Mercenary Regiment for two weeks, so you don't have to talk about anything else before that, but at the same time, I won't give you any promises." ”

"I understand that you look like a smart person, but that's not what we're here for. Lin Xiaolan smiled brightly, and the look of knowing everything was very hateful.

But this was not half a month ago, and it was not the moment when Mu Shao'an was physically and mentally exhausted, so he was not moved at all, and he didn't look at him, but just turned his head and nodded to the iron-armored muscular man,

"I want to hear about it. ”

"Hahaha!" The iron-clad muscular man laughed happily three times, while Lin Xiaolan next to him only rolled his eyes.

"Contemptible Zhang Tie, now an S-level signing program soldier of the Dragon Gate Inn LAN, and also the head of the Dragon Gate Inn Hunting Group, Mr. Mu, has long admired the name. ”

Mu Shao'an was silent, and after half a month of precipitation and meditation, he found that he had become dislike to speak, especially nonsense.

After Zhang Tie looked at Mu Shaoan for a moment, he knew that the other party was waiting for him to say the following.

"Mr. Mu, then let's get straight to the point, the Dragon Gate Inn Hunting Group admires Your Excellency's strength very much, so it intends to invite Your Excellency to go out hunting during the next fifteen days of service, I don't know if it's okay?"

The invitation sounds simple.

But you must know that they are currently forced to garrison the first tower city, and they are not allowed to go out, and the violators are considered deserters, under such a strict order, Mu Shaoan has not even had a chance to go to the mountain behind the Yanjiao Fortress to dig out the canned meat he buried before.

Therefore, any procedural soldier in the first tower city is eager for the opportunity to go outside and kill a few virus soldiers, even if it is a good ride.

Now the hunting group of the Dragon Gate Inn actually has a way to go through the upper echelons of the First Tower City, which is not a small energy.

Because of this, Mu Shaoan also understands how valuable the other party's invitation is.

To be honest, he was really moved.

When you go out hunting, even if you don't kill wild monsters, you just kill a virus team every day, which is a lot of oil and water.

If he refused, he dared to guarantee that by the end of the thirtieth day of service, his position in the first place on the war contribution list would also be occupied by Lin Xiaolan.

It is even possible that he will not even be able to keep the top 10.

However, if Mu Shaoan chooses to accept Zhang Tie's invitation for the sake of being ranked first on the war contribution list, then he owes too much favor.

Mu Shaoan never thought that he was the kind of strategist who had no last resort, insight, and meticulousness, but he was also not a fool.

He saw the sad fate of Sharp, Kester, and Sirwin the thieves in Brookwood Town clearly, no matter how high-spirited they used to be, no matter how high their growth potential was, but now they can only be chained to Brookwood Town like an old dog, and they will never have the right to leave.

The Administrators of the Town LAN can share a hundred flashy victories with you, but once you're on the precipice of life and death, they'll tighten the leash around your neck, though their approach will be so gentle that you won't even notice it.

Do you really think that he Mu Shaoan can't understand the nature of the S-level contract, A-level contract, B-level contract, and C-level contract?

In the same way, he won't forget the scene when he unintentionally escaped from F-Sector, where the programmer has some kind of power of life and death that you can't detect, and that old bastard named Jocelyn dares to plunder the Sky Spear in his hand?

Maybe Ximu Town's program administrator Xiong Chabayev would not covet the Sky Spear, but in the future, if Mu Shao'an finally got an artifact after spending all his life, who can guarantee that the human bear will not be moved?

This question is 100% not going to have a second outcome.

In the same way, there will be no exception if you change the LAN of the Dragon Gate Inn.

What's more, as long as it is a team battle, as long as the regiment commander takes out the territory stone used to clean the battlefield, what is the use of getting the best trophies, is it not to get enough benefits for others to pick out in the end, and then distribute the remaining bones and slag?

Lin Xiaolan is an A-level contractor, he can understand, anyway, it's only a hundred weeks, Zhang Tie, as the head of the hunting group, signed an S-level contract, which shows that his life, his future, and everything about him have been tied to the LAN of the Dragon Gate Inn.

Can Mu Shao'an accept such a constraint full of uncertainty?

Therefore, it is not that he is not uninterested in the LAN of the Dragon Gate Inn, but even if he joins the past, he will definitely only sign a C-level contract, and he will not sign an A-level contract if he is killed, let alone an S-level.

In this case, it is not easy to owe someone a favor beforehand.

He would rather give up some immediate interests than tie his hands in the longer term. (To be continued.) )