Naturally, it won't be too difficult for adventurers to complete. You must know that there is no limit to the number of people who can take this kind of high-demand task, and you can get the corresponding remuneration for how much you get, regardless of the size of the team.

Risk-takers are able to reap significant rewards while reducing risk. And those factory laboratories can also receive enough raw materials to meet the production through a large number of clients.

Best of both worlds.

At the same time, because most of the products of these factories and laboratories are sold to the military and nearby adventurers, there is no problem with the sales channels at all. Over time, these seemingly inconspicuous businesses have become an important lifeline for Banky's stability.

Therefore, every day at the task counter during the day, there will be a similar situation as now, and a large number of adventure teams will come here to grab the share of these raw material commissions. After all, there is always a limited amount of money needed in the factory every day, and by the way, when collecting materials, these adventurers can also complete other commissions along the way.

Every day the competition here is very fierce, and it is nothing new to stage a few full martial arts parades from time to time, as long as there are no private individuals, no damage to the main body of the building, the managers of the nightclub will not come out to take care of them.

Of course, there are exceptions, and there are always a few special outliers in any group.

In one corner of the hall, there were a few of these aliens.

They sat around a small round table, five men, all men. Although there are many powerful and beautiful women among the adventurers, these are scarce resources, and they are basically monopolized by various large teams, and they obviously do not have the share of the five low-level adventurers in front of them.

"I haven't seen 'Sir Lorris' lately, and no one in his group of thieves has taken over the task for a long time, you must know that they will send people here every day to collect tasks, and when they encounter good tasks, they are usually taken away by their big shots. But look at it now, not only the Lorris thieves of 'Sir Lorris', but also several other nearby thieves are not here, could it be that there is some action on the side of the Shadow Church?"

With a height of more than two meters and two meters, pale green skin all over his body, and rock-solid muscles, he shows his great strength. There was not a trace of hair on the top of his head, but he had a large bald head, eyes as wide as brass bells, a pair of fat and somewhat square ears, and two lower fangs that his lips could not hide. These are very clear that this is an orc.

The orc's name is Jiravoji, and he is an orc from an unknown orc tribe on the northern border of the kingdom of Ustan . The Kingdom of Ustan has a different level of fairness towards its nationals than most other human nations.

As mentioned earlier, the Kingdom of Ustan is at war with the SAR all year round, so its thirst for soldiers is unbelievable. And the orcs are the most natural professional soldiers, they are the most favorite and welcome group of people in the kingdom.

They are not afraid of death, as long as they have enough food to fill their bottomless stomachs, they are powerful, the strength of underage orcs is several times that of adult male humans, they are natural warrior professionals, and most importantly, with their population base, it is impossible for the royal family of the kingdom to cause the slightest trouble to their rule - with a population of less than 70,000, it is impossible to overthrow the current human rule.

These 70,000 or so orcs, in the form of tribes, are scattered along the important borders of the kingdom, and the kingdom obviously intends to use them as the first line of defense after the borders. The orc tribes, who received a fixed amount of money from the kingdom every year, were rich enough to the extent that their compatriots further north could not have imagined, and lived a leisurely life without worrying about natural disasters.

Of course, such a life naturally came at a price, according to their agreement with the kingdom. Every year, each tribe has to provide a large number of high-quality soldiers to the kingdom's military headquarters free of charge, that is, they have reached a certain age. This number is seven to eighty percent of the new adult orcs of these tribes every year, and it is also a great weapon for the kingdom to control their population. However, the orcs obviously felt that it didn't matter, and in their bones, war until death was their most desirable way of life.

And Jiravoji is one of them, and when he became an adult, he was sent to the death squad of the Frontier Legion. Then, after brutal battles again and again, with great vitality, he survived tenaciously. Five years after he joined the army, that is, three years before now, he finally met the requirements for retirement, and then after retiring, because he did not adapt to the life of a tribe without fighting, he chose to become a mercenary.

By the way, he is now a shield warrior with a fifth-level professional level, twenty-three this year, and an orc is considered an adult at the age of fourteen.

"Don't you know, Gilawagi?" said a diminutive human sitting beside him, chuckling. Of course, this dwarf is only relative to orcs who are more than two meters tall and two meters tall.

The stalker is about 1.75 meters tall, which is considered average height among humans, not too short, but a little emaciated. He is usually in charge of the team's intelligence and pathfinding work, which is of course, after all, the Stalker is usually in the task of the adventurer team, which is the exploration work.

He was one of the adventurers who had joined him on the spot today after they arrived in Jiravoji, and according to him, it was because his original team was in a lot of anger because of the lack of consensus on the distribution of the gratuities and the spoils of war, and then it was disbanded.

It seems that the team he was in before was much more thorough in terms of intelligence than Giravogi.

"What I don't know yet, how do I say that?" the orcs immediately asked when they heard that the new members had information they didn't know. The upright orc has always understood the truth that if he doesn't understand, he has to ask, so although his brain is not fast enough, he still wins a place in the world of deceitful adventurers. Although this place seems very small now, it is only a small team of five people.

"Hm~" The newly joined stalker groaned a little embarrassed when he saw that the other three people around him also showed puzzled expressions. He now regrets joining this small team that seems to be a very rookie, but after thinking that he can't find a better team than them in a short period of time, he reluctantly resigned to his fate.