Chapter 47: The Asian Dance King

The moment he entered the Adventurer's Guild, the sad little heart rippled, and the inside of the guild was a bit like the bank's business hall, with the salesman standing behind the front desk and a piece of paper in front of him.

What makes the sad wind ripple is those salesmen, they are all good girls, dignified and beautiful, this otherworldly gene is obviously stronger than the earth, there are not many ugly people walking on the road, and the appearance is very good, the exception of the sad wind cannot be counted.

To be selected as a salesperson at the front desk, what is required is that the appearance is more beautiful, and the sad wind that looks at this man who is surrounded by people is in a rippling mood.

Sad Wind walked to a front desk where there was no one and took Mai Jiu with her. It's not just him who wants **, but Wu Jiu also needs it, how does this sound the same as two people getting a marriage certificate.

"What services do you need?" The front desk said with a smile.

This is a girl with pale green hair, eyes as blue as the ocean, and a professional smile on her face.

"Uh...... That one...... I'd like to get an adventurer's certificate. Said sadly.

"Is it a reissue?" The front desk said after taking a look at Wu Jiu.

Almost all of the people of the mechanical clan are adventurers, and they have been adventurers since they were children, and they are basically intermediate adventurers when they are teenagers. Wu Jiu, who followed from the sad wind, naturally thought of it.

"No, we want to be adventurers, can we get a certificate?"

"Adventurer...... Is it? "The front desk was a little surprised that a cyborg had become an adventurer so late, and the mechs were born warriors.

"Please fill out this form, and then each person will pay another ten copper coins."

"No test?" Sad Wind looked at the front desk.

"Huh?"

"It's that kind of test, test your strength, swordsmanship, put your hand on the magic stone to test your own magic type, etc., isn't it like this in novels?" Sad Wind said seriously.

In the novels he reads, fantasy tests spiritual roots, and fantasy tests magic. If the protagonist is in fantasy, he must be a waste root, but in fact, it can't be detected at all because it's too a bunker. In Fantasy, the main character's test doesn't respond at all, because his magic doesn't belong to any of the magic that has ever appeared in the world, or all of them.

"That kind of test ......" the front desk pushed the form in front of the sad wind, and a pen, "how could there be." Even if there is such a thing, it will not be used in the test, and if you become an adventurer, you will register it with the guild to confirm your identity, store it, and make it easy to manage. ”

"As for the level of your ability as an adventurer, it will naturally be detected when you reach the Tower of Babel." The tone of the girl at the front desk sounded quite gentle, but the content was a little cold, "The ability of those who survive is high, and the ability of those who die is not, and your ability determines the level of the floor you reach." Every time you beat five floors, you will increase your Adventurer's level. ”

While listening to the introduction of the girl at the front desk, Beifeng filled out the application form.

The system still has a little conscience, even if the sad wind comes to the other world, but he can understand the words of the other world and understand the language of the other world, and there is no problem in interpersonal communication. If the technology could be replicated on the planet, he would be able to create a new Western school of education that would teach a variety of languages, from English to Mauritian.

The rules of adventurers are cruel, their ability is not judged by a gentle test like an exam, but by the experience of the battle between iron and blood, the capable are up, the weak die, and the only thing that can prove the strength is how high the floor is!

Sad Wind remembered a small web game he had played when he was a child - it was a man who went down a hundred floors, and then extended out five hundred floors, a thousand floors, and Sad Wind didn't know how idle people could make up this game, and how idle people had to be to play this game.

Mai Jiu also filled out his own form, and handed it to the girl at the front desk along with the form of Sad Wind.

"Sad wind, dance nine." The girl confirmed, "Your name is quite special, the pronunciation of two syllables." ”

Sad Wind wondered if he should add something to the front and back of his name to look taller, such as the Asian dance king Nicolas Zhao Si and the soul singer Joseph Pang Mailang.

Spreading the form on the table, the girl took out two blank documents and put them on the table, the size of the documents was the same as the documents used by other adventurers that Sad Wind had seen, but there was nothing on these documents, just a blank one.

The "......" girl put one hand on the document in the air, and pressed the form with the other hand.

An inaudible spell prayer came from the girl's mouth, accompanied by the gentle chanting of the incantation, and a layer of green text emerged from the form, which was the many words that existed before the form and the signatures of Sad Wind and Dance Nine.

The green text floated up from the paper, like a holographic projection, and as the green text floated, the paper with the table became a blank piece of paper.

The girl's hand on the paper slowly lifted, and then slowly moved, towards the document next to her. As the hand moved, the green text moved in the air.

The whole process lasted about six seconds, and the final scene was two hands overlapped, and the green text was integrated into the ID.

"That's fine, please pay the processing fee."

Grief handed over twenty copper coins and got his papers.

On the badge is a miniature table, the font is not green, but black, and on the reverse side of the badge is the badge of the Adventurer's Guild.

It's really a world of magic, and you have to use magic to even go through the formalities. Grief feels how unscientific this world is, but it's magical!

Magic is the primary productive force!

Sad Wind and Wujiu were about to walk out with their documents, but the door of the guild was suddenly blocked, but it was only the main entrance that was blocked, and they could still leave from the side door.

The main entrance was already surrounded by a group of adventurers, all with an abnormal red glow and envy on their faces.

"It's the slaughter team back, guess how many times they've broken through this time?"

"Oh, oh, that's a dragon horn, right, it's a dragon horn that only appears on the seventy floors or above."

Sadness, who was originally going to leave through the side door, stopped, and looked out around the door like a group of adventurers, he has been very fond of joining in the fun since he was a child, how can Sadness not participate in something like this that seems to be quite lively.

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The BD version of "The Daily Life of the Monster Mother" is on sale.,It's said that there are pictures that are not suitable for TV broadcasting.,Huh? That's what it is.

In addition, I will return to the book review area.

At the beginning of the book, the 59 said that it was not the original 59, but the 59-D model, which used a 105-mm rifled tank gun.

In addition, the VT3 you are talking about is not a fixed model of 59, but a foreign trade tank after in-depth research, which can be replaced as needed, and these foreign trade 59 are classified as VT3, for example, the 59-125 tank (the magic change of the East African PLA) in my book is the VT3 series, and VT3 is what we commonly call the magic change 59.