Chapter 12 Ways to Make Money
"Huh?" Lin Meng looked around at the empty square room, obviously a little lost.
"Joining a guild will make you an official adventurer, not just a street gangster!" The villain explained.
The figure sighed and walked to the only furnishings in the room besides the bed. A table and two rickety chairs.
"We're on a rope now, and while I regret my decision, at least we've gotten a separate space for ourselves." He said as he climbed into his chair at the same time.
"We bought a house?"
"We bought the membership! It happens to come with a separate space. It's just you and I who can get in. It's like a dungeon! The villain looked very depressed and still did not look up.
Lin Meng stood next to him, nervously clutching his arm. Do you regret the stupid things you did? She rushed in blindly and caused her a lot of trouble. It's not just her, it's everyone else. She looked down at the hooded figure. "Thank you......" Lin Meng muttered to herself, looking meekly to the side and looking out of the foggy yellow window. The light shines through them, but they can't see anything from the outside world. "Helped me!" After she finished speaking, she also felt deep remorse for her naivety.
Was she like this before? She felt that since the beginning of her new life, her brain had become ...... Stupid. Of course, maybe she's never been smart. But she has never been so reckless and impatient either!
The villain sighed again, his shoulders slackened slightly, and his upper body lay flat on the table, as if this was the last thing he wanted to hear.
"So we're on a team now?" Lin Meng asked.
"Yes. I'm looking forward to working with you! The sullen expression under the mask responded.
"What does this mean?"
The wooden mask scraped against the table, and the figure looked up at her confused face. "I ...... This means that you and I will work together to pay off our debts. If all goes well, we can continue to work together after that. The villain stared at her suspiciously, put a hand under the mask, rubbed the bridge of his nose and continued: "At least that's the idea. If we had a future! ”
Lin Meng thought about it and sat down. Can they run? Get out of the city. It's just that...... She looked down at the table. She didn't want to do that. She didn't want to be a loser. When her eyes looked at the small figure again, she couldn't help but clench her fists: "Let's start." ”
"Huh? What to start? The villain stepped back a little and asked.
"Please help me learn how to do something useful and let's go to the dungeon together and start making money!" Lin Meng folded his hands together and pleaded.
The villain sighed: "Your life points are too low. If you die in the dungeon, I'll be saddled with your debt. This obviously won't work! ”
And if she died? Isn't she already dead? Don't adventurers usually respawn? If they die, it's completely over? Is she an exception? The image of the fountain came to her mind.
"What if I learn to heal and stay behind?" She asked, obviously unwilling to give up so easily.
The villain pondered uncertainly, "I don't even know if you have any soul points to cast. Besides, if you're cursed......" he looked to the side, then turned to face her and said, "The only healer in this city comes from the church!" They teach adventurers things like white magic for free, and you just have to listen to their sermons in exchange. The villain shook his head and said, "At least, that's how they attract people." Lin Meng's eyes lit up, but he was immediately interrupted by the villain's raised hand: "But...... You won't want to go to the cathedral. They don't like cursed people. ”
It's that word again. 'Curse'. "How did I get cursed?" Lin Meng scratched her cheek and asked.
The villain shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his chair. "Don't know? Do you have to ask yourself? I can only see it. My race is sensitive to these kinds of things! He said as he put his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. Lin Meng was eager to ask what race or species they were, or what it meant here.
Her eyes were fixed on the coins on the floor, which had rolled under the table. She leaned over and picked it up. Pick up her only coin. Will this make this person lucky too? She laughed helplessly to herself. This coin was the last gift Mr. Mushroom gave her.
Lin Meng put the coin on the table with a "snap", and an excited look appeared in her eyes again. "What about crafting skills?"
"What?"
"If I can't fight, then ...... And what if you go to fight? If you go to battle to get items and I craft items to sell? ”
“… What? The villain looked at her suspiciously.
"How much do mushroom hats sell for?" Lin Meng asked.
"Uh...... Orange? I guess there are about 5 Orr? ”
"What are they doing with it?" She then asked.
"Sell them to the alchemists. Or grind them, or do anything else with it. Damn, I don't know. ”
"But they definitely profit from it, right? Or wouldn't it be worth it? ”
"Of course!"
"So......" Lin Meng's body leaned over and said, "Why don't we skip the middleman?" She thought of the plan, her eyes fixed on the villain's puzzled face, "You go into the dungeon to collect things. Give it to me and I'll make it into something and sell it! Holding up a finger, she suggested, "Then we'll sell it directly to an alchemist or whoever needs it." This way we can make more money! That way we can pay off our debts and maybe we can make some extra money! I don't know where this sudden spark of inspiration came from, she explains excitedly.
The little man now sat down with some excitement, and through the slits of the mask he could see the change in his expression, their eyes shining brightly and bigger than before. "Why didn't you tell me from the beginning that you could make something?! How's your profession and production level?! ”
Lin Meng smiled lazily and proudly: "Ah...... Well...... Can I cook? ”
The room was quiet.
"You're going to ...... Yes...... Cook? As if he didn't believe what his ears heard, the villain added: "...... Is there a craft? Alchemy? Item processing? ”
Lin Meng was quiet for a moment: "Ah...... None of them? ”
Lin Meng looked at the little figure that was obviously about to collapse, and a sense of guilt welled up in his heart. She reached forward and tried to grab his shoulder to comfort him, but her hand stopped in mid-air, and she didn't have the confidence to do so.
"But I can raise it! I'm trying! She leaned forward and put her hand back on her lap.
The figure looked up no longer in obsession.
"Then let's work together! I know we can do it! ”
The room had fallen silent.
"I know I owe you, so I'm willing to work hard to get it right!"
It's still quiet.
"So!"
Still quiet.
Lin Meng's aggrieved eyes were about to flow out, she pursed her lips and held back her tears. Then he slowly leaned back in his chair and sighed silently.
"My name is Jubilee Year!" The villain said suddenly.
Lin Meng looked down at each other, and a pair of very tired eyes stared at him. The villain sighed and stood up: "Come on!" Pig brains? We have work to do! He said lazily as he shook his head out of the fog.
Lin Meng blinked his eyes and followed suspiciously. At the same time, she secretly assured herself that this time, she would be careful, and this time, she would not mess up.