After the recruitment notice was reposted, a large number of brave people who had come to apply gathered in front of the branch building.

Gurlov actually put down what he was doing and came to Pearl City to help select personnel, and in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he put on a half-face lime mask.

Under his screening, nearly eighty percent of the brave were eliminated on the spot, and according to his words, those who couldn't even reach the 'third-level qualification' were just cannon fodder if they stayed.

The so-called professional qualification is a grading rule used by the Red Empire to assess the strength of the brave, applicable to all professions, whether it is a mage, a warrior, a berserker or a knight, there are corresponding assessment standards, and the warrior with the third-level qualification can skillfully use the spells or skills of the third-level or below the profession, and have the strength to take charge of himself.

However, some of the applicants who did not hold a certificate expressed their dissatisfaction, some said that they had the strength of no less than the third-level qualification, and Gurlov responded coldly, this mission is nine deaths, and there is no welcome to be sent to death, which has scared many people who fish in troubled waters.

Mo Mingke said: "I used to use the method of competition to evaluate their strength, what do you think?"

Gullov glanced at the rest of the personnel, there were still more than ten heads, his mouth curled, and he replied impatiently: "It's too troublesome, let's register them first, we have to recruit them for a few days, and then we will see how many people there are, and then decide whether to raise the threshold." ”

"This ...... It's too casual, isn't it?" Mo Mingke complained.

"I still have a lot of things to do, I need to equip a few potions before I go, these people are just used to charge to death anyway, so I care so much about what to do. ”

"Hey ......."

Mo Mingke wanted to say something, but Gurlov had already beckoned Yam to return to the castle.

In this way, after recruiting for five days in a row, the number of qualified people reached a total of ninety-eight, Mo Mingke brought them to the main hall of the castle to wait, Gurlov looked at the black and pressed heads under the stage, and said impatiently: "Why are there so many people, haven't you made it clear to them that this task is nine deaths?"

Mo Mingke replied helplessly: "Everything was done according to your request, I have repeatedly emphasized the danger, but after listening to it, they became even more excited. ”

"Then you tell them that the people who die during the mission don't get any settling-in money. ”

Mo Mingke complained: "Why do you want me to say it? I can't say such cruel words......

"Because you are the head of the regiment, of course it is up to you to speak. ”

"That's easy, I didn't tell them I was the head of the regiment...... The head of the regiment in their eyes is you. ”

"You can actually tell this kind of lie!"

"No way......" Mo Mingke spread his hands helplessly, "My strength in fighting five scum, what if I am questioned by some hot-blooded young people and can't help but try with me, you are different, these brave men are just cannon fodder to you, so ...... Let's talk about it......"

Gurlov rolled his eyes and signaled the brave men in the audience to be quiet, he cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "I believe you have learned that the client of this mission is Count Pan Paxi, the lord of Yunzi City, and the task is to find the Imperial Golden Sword located in the Hundred Eyes Demon Cave. ”

The audience whispered, and at a glance, the faces of the brave were full of excited expressions, and it was obvious that this mission statement did not play any role in intimidation.

So Gurlov said, "No one has ever come back alive after entering the Hundred-Eyed Demon Cave, and if you regret it, it's still too late." ”

After a few seconds of silence, the brave men began to talk in a low voice, their faces still with excited expressions.

Gurlov said with some annoyance: "The people who die in this mission will not receive any settlement money!"

The audience was silent for a few seconds, and then it was noisy again, and the brave people seemed to be even more excited.

"He's X, stupid human, no one even asks what the bounty is. Gullov took a sip, "I don't care, you can take care of the rest, we'll leave in three days." ”

Mo Mingke said: "We still have members who haven't come back from a mission, so let's leave without waiting for them, isn't it?"

"Then they are really lucky, the crowd in the audience is unlucky. ”

......

Three days later, a team of more than 100 people set off from Pearl City, and in addition to the four people who went out on a mission, all the members of the Golden Meteor set out.

This move can be said to have shocked the entire Pearl City, and the word golden meteor has become a hot word for discussion among the residents of Pearl City for a while, and this recruitment and action even alarmed the entire mercenary association, and even the top A-level mercenary groups, which led to a series of troubles that happened later. But this is also after the operation of the Hundred Eyed Demon Cave, so I will not mention it here.

Back to the adventures of Mo Mingke and his party.

It takes about ten days to travel from Pearl City to the Hundred Eyed Demon Cave, which is a barren place in the north of the continent, and further north from the Demon Cave is the extreme north with a harsh climate.

Due to the size of the procession, the pace of walking was slowed down considerably, and Gurlov brought with him more than a dozen black patent boxes, one of which was particularly large, and it was placed on a four-wheeled cart alone, and the contents of these boxes were self-evident, either mad ghouls or gurgling skeletons. All in all, the contents of these boxes, like these ninety-eight brave men, are just cannon fodder in Gurlov's eyes.

Along the way, he saw the mountains and ate the mountains, saw the water and drank the water, and when he had no material to eat, he had to spend money to buy food, Mo Mingke didn't have the money to raise such a large group of brave people, so the food was solved separately, except for the core members - in fact, after Mo Mingke put on a scoundrel face, the person who paid for it became Paparis, after all, the little girl also knew that she was a drag oil bottle (although Mo Mingke was the real drag oil bottle). Every time she checked out, she would take the initiative to hand out a wallet embroidered with a small golden star, and then Rozan would stare at one eye, and Mo Mingke pretended to be embarrassed to touch his nose, but he didn't feel half uncomfortable in his heart.

Occasionally, Mo Mingke would discuss with Yam why this group of brave men had such a fierce and fearless spirit, but naturally he could not get a reliable answer from the mouth of Yam, who hated humans, and he would only say that humans have always been so stupid. However, from Paparis's equally fiery eyes, the real answer can be roughly drawn - dreams are always more precious than life.

After stopping and stopping all the way, on the fifteenth night, we finally arrived at the village of Bulon which was only five kilometers away from the Hundred Eyed Demon Cave.