Hang Jing opened his eyes and found himself standing on the dock, wearing a sleeveless shirt similar to a sack, covered in black paint, being scolded by the foreman to hurry up and move the goods, otherwise he would be fired.

Hang Jing looked at the piles of goods, was silent for a few seconds, tried to maintain his emotions, and began to carry the work with a wooden face, scolding in his heart as he moved, especially after seeing the information about the characters given to him by the game.

What comes to the city, works hard to pay rent and keep a job, and sometimes goes to scavenging.

Didn't Jiang Qi say that he was famous in the game? Only. Wear a sack to scavenge?

"What a garbage game, such a fucked identity every time! With such a large city and a population of more than 100,000, 60 players is the most unlucky for me? ”

He now has to go hungry if he doesn't work for a day, and he may be kicked out by the landlord at any time, where can he find clues?

And the dock has one of the most densely populated places, and it is impossible for his teammates to find anyone when they come to him.

Unless one of the teammates gets the identity of a special cowhide.

How could the game give them such a big advantage?

"The ship is about to leave in a while, and there are still so many goods that have not been moved, hurry up! Didn't you eat? The overseer shouted.

It's not that he hasn't eaten, Hang Jing is observing the dock when he is carrying goods.

There are a lot of boats of different specifications coming and going here every day, all of which are made of wood, and the equipment looks relatively primitive.

The workers who carry the goods are all men, the youngest looks to be only 14 or 5 years old, the older ones have all white hair and are also working, everyone has a skin tanned by long-term sun, the body is thin, and the arms are almost a layer of skin wrapped in muscles, carrying the goods sweating like rain.

When it comes to rest, everyone's food is the cheapest brown bread and raw water.

The wharf is very prosperous, and the ships come and go, but there is no prosperity among the low-level workers, only the smell of sweat, the smell of smell and the human world.

The porter is not paid much, only enough to make ends meet, and such a job has to be done on the docks.

Until dark, Hang Jing finally finished a day's work, the number of players in this copy is not low, and it's okay to work for a day, but the physical exertion is big and hungry is fast,

The porter's salary was on a daily basis, and he calculated what food he could buy, at most black bread and a thin slice of roast meat.

Without leaving some money, if there is not so much cargo handling at the dock tomorrow, he may sleep on the streets.

He hasn't been so miserable in the game, mining is at least covered, and the only advantage of the dock is that everyone has it, allowing him to quickly collect information about the city.

When Hang Jing left the dock, suddenly, a man fell down unexpectedly, and the people around him all walked up to check when they saw this, but Hang Jing didn't get too close.

The man's face was not quite right, he had less air in and more air out, as if he was sick.

The doctors in the background of this dungeon are all clergy, and they will give free medical treatment to civilians in the chapel every week, and they don't have systematic medical knowledge, so it's good if they can all depend on their fate and not be treated to death by strange methods.

Hang Jing watched the man being carried away, retracted his gaze, and continued to walk out.

The streets outside the docks are extremely lively, half of the street is full of taverns, and the customers inside are also low-level civilians working at the docks, earning hard-earned money, and occasionally come to drink a cheap cup of ale.

Further inside, in the alleys filled with pungent smells, are women waiting for guests, and there is a sound of everything.

Hang Jing was stopped.

"Would you like to go in and rest?" The other party looked at him and showed a amorous and ambiguous smile, "If it's you, you can not charge money today." ”

"No, no." Hang Jing waved his hand and walked quickly.

People here are here to make a living, and sometimes there are some violent incidents, and he heard from the dock that 'he' helped them once.

Hang Jing's place is at the back of the back, and it is the cheapest accommodation here, with daily settlements.

There wasn't even a bed inside, the grass on the ground was the bed.

"Okay, okay, let's play like this, force me to rob the rich and help the poor."

Go to the rich man's house and steal a trinket that they have forgotten, and he can get out of here.

[According to the law and order of Sells City, thieves must have their hands cut off, and robberies must be guillotined, please obey the law, otherwise you will be caught.] 】

Hang Jing held back for a while, and said the name of a plant, grass.

What do you mean? The player is forced to abide by the law, and if he wants to get out of the status quo, he has to play in a way that complies with the rules of the dungeon, just like Fang Yuan did when he was in the mine.

He felt that this broken game was aimed at them, when the player's identity was different, and the advantage was strong and weak, this setting was suppression.

I don't know if the Faith of God makes that group of people in the church.

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The other side.

Jiang Qi walked back with the bucket, the bucket that she could easily carry with one hand, and she had to pretend to be a little struggling, so as not to be too conspicuous.

Behind every window here, there is a possibility that a player is standing watching, and the soldier guarding the water source may also be a player.

The most troublesome thing in the early stage of this quest is that the player must obey the laws and regulations, and cannot kill NPCs with a malicious value of less than 95%.

It means that players with higher status than her can take advantage of this to cause her a lot of trouble.

Jiang Qi didn't want to take risks.

Later, the man who had just received the water said to his companion, "Why is the water a little mixed, can you drink it?" ”

"It should be fine." The companion said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Someone drank it directly just now, the city's drinking water source is the top priority, there are 24-hour shift guards, even if there will be problems in the back, it is also the back, the water can't be drunk on the first day, and it's a fart, only rich families have special wells." ”

"You have a point, there are a lot of people during the day, and we will come twice at night."

As he spoke, a man walked by with a cough, his face looking abnormal.

The two immediately looked at each other and moved away from the man.

"Damn, the living environment in this place is so dirty, it can't be some infectious disease, right? I've heard of the Black Death. ”

"Not necessarily, such a high-level copy, just an infectious disease is not enough to see."

Jiang Qi walked in the corridor, and his ears were full of voices from the neighbors' houses, crying children, irritable men and sick people, their voices were mixed together.

"Tomorrow is the day of the church's consultation, let's go early, I have been working less recently, my salary has been reduced, and I still don't rent a carriage."

"Well, thank my Lord for the gift that we too may be healed."

Jiang Qi paused, took out the key to open the door, and lit the kerosene lamp on the table for lighting.

During the day she inquired that there were chapels in every area of the city, except for the largest and most magnificent white church.

There is also a burned cathedral opposite the White Church.