"A bunch of pit goods! Super God Nima can't take you!" On a slow-flowing river beach, a thin figure lying on the ground as if he was dead suddenly opened his eyes and burst out with a heartfelt roar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"By the way, now is not the time to pay attention to these things, why did I suddenly faint just now, although I like to be healthy, but I don't faint from this group of pit goods, and there seems to be something more in my head...... Wait, where is this!" Murtriti muttered to himself for a long time and finally found that there was something wrong with the scenery he saw, the blue sky was blank and the clouds were blank, everything was simply harmonious, but even if he fainted, he was still at home! What is the situation! Could it be that Bumpman came to Earth to fight with the little monster and cut off his roof?! Or did he become a chosen child, signed a contract, became a horse monkey soju, and had superpowers, and since then the protagonist's aura has all the tickets and girls? Just when the spirit of Mo Cui Di was full of his own king's spirit, the people of the world worshiped at his feet, and suddenly a sharp pain in his brain made him lose consciousness in an instant.

In the darkness, Mortritius suddenly felt a large amount of information rushing into his brain. These fragments of memories tell an uncanny story like a first-person movie: my name is Motriti, my parents died when I was a child, and the Assassin organization "Nightingale" took a fancy to my talent as an Assassin, adopted me and raised me as an Assassin, Assassins do not need emotion, they just need to understand their goals, and it is my duty to take their lives. Today is my 12th birthday, and it is also the first business I accepted, the target is a very ordinary nobleman, but I was hit by a latent magician using psychic magic when I attacked him, I have a headache, I am not reconciled, I can't die, I still have to find my sister......

"What the hell!" the first sentence of the startled Mo Cui Di still couldn't change his nature of liking to complain, but calmness was one of his few advantages, sorted out a bunch of complicated memory fragments in his brain, and pinched his thigh to confirm that he was not dreaming, Mo Cui Di finally had to tragically come to a conclusion: he crossed over!

To sum up, this is a world called Taya, and the continent called Gryat is one of the five main continents of the endless ocean of Taya World, and to be precise, the unlucky guy Motriti with the same name belongs to the Assassin Organization Nightingale of the Fitos Empire of the Fas Principality of the Gryat Continent. As a different world Taya is also worthy of its name, all kinds of supernatural powers, whether it is a warrior, a magician, an assassin, a priest, etc., on the basis of the development of major professions for so long, the division of power levels is naturally quite clear, each profession is divided into twelve levels, and each major level is subdivided into upper, middle and lower three, respectively, corresponding to different size bottlenecks and strength improvements, it seems that this unlucky ghost who is possessed by himself has been killed by mistake before he has come to the rating, but it leaves such a mess.

"It's going to be crossed, it's not good to mix on the earth anyway, and you're going to be cheated if you play a game, and you may be able to go to Taya to get lucky, how can I say that I'm also a traverser, goldfinger, plug-in, beauty, I'm going to fight ten!" Think about it, too, in addition to being sorry for my parents, I can't bear to be the two dead friends, and there are a large number of old and new games and new games waiting for me to "be lucky", and there is nothing to be reluctant about. As for other people's opinions about their disappearance, no kidding, who cares that there is one less lewd otaku Mortridi on Earth? It's as if the whole Tana didn't notice that the little assassin Motriti, who should have died, came back to life, and even the nobles who had just been assassinated would only take it as a joke at the party.

In line with the principle that he is not afraid to wear shoes with bare feet, he thinks that his hands are empty and his head is empty, and he began to check his current surroundings and the items on his body.

This place seems to be on the edge of a river, and you can tell from the sound of water you heard when you wake up for the first time, don't look at Mo Triti's poor health during his otaku life on Earth, but his ears are first-class sensitive, which is also related to the word "Di" in the name, although this name brings Mo Triti the most is a lot of nicknames and ridicule. However, after the crossing, not only did the hearing not decrease, but became more sensitive, perhaps it had something to do with the training of assassins.

Standing up and looking around, Murtritian really confirmed his conjecture, this is a wide river beach, with the dampness of his clothes should have been washed down from the upstream, after a little thought, Murtriti understood that he should have been left in the upper reaches of the river by the nobleman who failed to assassinate him, and was washed up in this place, after all, although he was a nobleman, it was not easy to clear the customs with a corpse on the car when he entered the city, not to mention that it was humane for an assassin who assassinated himself and did not break his body into ten thousand pieces, Murtritian couldn't help but wipe a handful of sweat after analysis, if the goods broke this body into thousands of pieces, it is difficult to say whether he can cross over, if you don't do it, you'll really burp. However, that is all in the past, and now it is necessary to find a way to survive, if the Assassin mission fails, the Assassin Organization will not only not get the benefits, but may be retaliated by the powerful, so the Assassin who fails the mission will definitely not be taken in by the original Assassin Organization even if he does not die. So the nightingale can't go back, so she can only fend for her own life.

I checked the belongings on my body, although I estimated that a lot of them were lost when they were washed down by the water, but I didn't lose this set of clothes on my body, plus a spare dagger tied to my feet, and there was nothing left, whether it was food or water, or the gold and silver coins issued by the Fitos Empire in my impression, I don't know if this unlucky ghost Motriti didn't bring it or was searched away, and Murtritian slandered. However, after taking a good look at his surroundings, he decided to walk down the river beach, and for the common sense he learned from RPGs, there are usually villages around the river.

Perhaps it was the luck that improved after the crossing of the Motriti, and in less than half a day, Motriti saw a small village by the river, and his heart was excited, and he accelerated his steps towards the village, wanting to take advantage of the fact that it was not dark to enter the village to rest, and by the way, he sorted out his current physical condition and studied the so-called traverser "golden finger" that he had not studied all the way.

Before he could get closer, he had already seen a few farmers working in the fields by the river, and after talking to him, he learned that this was a small village named Stan, who lived by fishing and farming, and that the village was not a short distance away from the nearest market town, and when Murtritian said that he wanted to spend the night, one of the men who looked very sturdy said that there was no special hostel for guests in the village, but his own family could take him in for a night.

So following the farmer who called himself Hansen, Mortretius finally found a temporary refuge before the sun set. "It's also the first step in the other world, although it is possessed by an unlucky ghost who has nothing. Murtrius complained to himself as he walked into the village named Stan.