Chapter 1 Rotten Fish and Shrimp
[Old Standard Long Sword]
Type: One-handed Sword
Level: Ordinary (White)
Introduction:
25 gray-skinned rats, 12 goblins, and even a bugbear... Brother, how can you bear to ask for more from it.
Notes:
"Chu! Xin!"
——Titus, the legendary swordsman of Qian Tieliu and the deputy leader of the "Eternal Throne" Adventure Group
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"This should be my golden finger, right?"
Xia Nan muttered beside the campfire, staring at the long sword placed horizontally on his knees in front of him.
This is the second day since he crossed into this world.
In his previous life, Xia Nan had not experienced any big storms. He came from a well-off family and relied on studying and doing exercises to enter a fairly good university.
After graduation, he followed the crowd and joined an Internet company, enjoying the blessing of "996", and finally took the position of department head on his 32nd birthday.
After the celebration party, he was drunk and refused his colleagues' farewell, intending to walk home while taking advantage of the evening breeze to dissipate the alcohol.
Unexpectedly, not long after leaving the restaurant, he heard a rapid horn and brake sound behind him while walking on the night road.
Then his eyes went dark, and he came to this world and was reborn as an 18-year-old young man.
"Ah..."
Xia Nan sighed silently, distracted by memories.
The attribute panel in front of him, which only he could see, floating above the one-handed sword, also dissipated.
He inherited all the memories of the boy and had a rough understanding of the world he traveled through.
The good news is that this world is a fantasy world where extraordinary powers really exist.
Whether it is the bard who stayed in the village when he was a child in his memory, the few tricks he performed to replace the meal money; or the two-handed axe with a faint glow behind the back of the sturdy barbarian who was seen passing by the tavern not long ago, all can prove this point.
But the bad news is that in this life, I am just an ordinary farmer who needs to worry about three meals a day.
Apart from the little things brought from the modern society in the previous life, the most knowledge in his mind is skills that have nothing to do with the extraordinary power of this world, such as "how to cultivate the land more labor-saving" and "what crops should be planted in the corresponding season".
It's not that Xia Nan has any prejudice against this kind of profession that provides the source of life for countless people. In fact, in his previous life, he often fantasized about moving out of the big city after making enough money, renting a small piece of land in a good environment, and living a pastoral life of working from sunrise to sunset.
However, in this world, a few thin fields alone cannot support a large family.
And this is exactly why the predecessor left the village where he lived since childhood and came to the dangerous wilderness.
Xia Nan retracted his gaze from the one-handed sword.
He raised his head slightly and looked forward.
This is a very simple camp, without even a tent, only a few sleeping bags placed around the campfire.
Several figures of different sizes were scattered around the campfire.
Along with the crackling sound of the flames, a few whispers could be heard, but no one knew what they were talking about.
Humans, dwarves, and orcs.
It seemed like a classic four-person adventurer team.
But in fact, Xia Nan could say without hesitation that he and his companions were just a bunch of scumbags.
The dwarf "Elki", whose race has a lifespan of up to 500 years, did not add anything to him who was only in his early twenties.
His knowledge and experience were not even as good as his predecessor, an 18-year-old farmer who worked hard on the land.
With two daggers on his waist, he looks like an assassin.
But in fact, Elki is a real right-handed person. He has difficulty holding a fork with his left hand, let alone a knife. Shanan once saw him take three minutes to untie the wrist guard on his right arm with his left hand.
The only thing that is slightly beyond ordinary people is his cheerful attitude and untimely sense of humor that he claims to have inherited from his family.
Half-orc "Ga Gu".
Although he is called a "half-orc", Shanan estimates that the orc blood in this guy is only one thirty-second or even less.
Because except for his slightly sharper canine teeth and a stronger body, his appearance looks almost the same as a normal human.
But no matter what, he can barely be considered a front row - "at least it can give the wild beasts in the jungle a few more bites", this is the original words of the dwarf Elki.
The last one is also the captain of the "stinky fish and rotten shrimp" team.
Maji, a human hunter.
Probably the most reliable one in their team.
It is said that he was once a famous hunter in several villages on the western border of the kingdom, but because he offended a nobleman, he had to flee his hometown incognito.
Elki seemed to know some inside information about this.
"Alas, woman." The other party said so when he mentioned it one time.
In short, right-handed people, hybrids, hunters and farmers are the entire configuration of their team.
Normally, at least in Shanan's cognition, a standard adventurer team configuration should be a warrior, a priest, a mage, and an assassin or a ranger. A
classic warrior, mage and priest.
But this is undoubtedly a luxury for the rotten fish and shrimp team.
Not to mention the rare spellcasters, there is not even a lowest-level professional in their team.
Even the most experienced hunter "Maji" is a long way from being employed as a "Ranger" and obtaining the first professional level.
To a certain extent, calling their team an "adventurer team" is completely flattering Shanan and others.
Of course, it is not that there are no professionals in this world.
However, the employment conditions of each profession are relatively harsh. Unless you are extremely lucky or have a rich family background, ordinary people will never reach that level in their lifetime.
After all, the bounty of a goblin alone is three silver and seven copper coins - that is almost two days' salary for the porters at the dock!
High risk and high return are the consensus of all intelligent creatures in this world on "adventurers".
And this is exactly why the rotten fish and shrimp team came here.
"It's still half a day's journey to the sighting site in the mission report." Hunter Maji sat by the campfire and sorted out his quiver, "We will arrive around tomorrow morning."
"Tsk tsk, that's a whole team of goblins, I haven't taken on such a big job!"
Elki waved a dagger in his right hand, and his face revealed excitement under the firelight, but his short stature made him look a little funny.
"Why, are you scared?" The orc on the other side grinned and said rather viciously, "Don't worry, they are just green mice your size. I can kill two of them with my toes."
"That's for sure!"
Elki nodded pretentiously and said with an expression of agreement:
"A tough guy like you will never cry for your mother when he talks in his sleep at night."
"%@#*&! (Orc slang)"
Chapter 2 Raid
Xia Nan is a farmer, and dealing with the golden wheat in the fields is his job.
The so-called "adventures" that often only appear in the mouths of bards and village uncles may never be associated with him in his life.
But at this moment, being able to be a member of the "rotten fish and shrimp" team and sitting in this simple camp, Xia Nan naturally has his own strengths.
According to the memories left by his predecessor, the incident can be traced back to five years ago, when he was thirteen years old.
At that time, a poor bard stayed at his predecessor's home.
In addition to performing magic in front of a group of children in the village, it opened the door to the fantasy world for the young Xia Nan.
Thanks to the predecessor's mother's stingy character, who was well-known in the surrounding area,
the bard had to leave a page of the skill book to their family when he left the village.
It is a bit of a stretch to call it a "book".
From the appearance, it is actually half a page of paper that records some training techniques.
But no matter what, it was once a part of a real professional skill book.
The whole family was overjoyed.
Even the youngest daughter in the family, "Beatrice", who was only seven years old at the time, followed and practiced for a while.
Unfortunately, perhaps the half-page skill book was just a piece of waste paper that the bard had scribbled to get out of trouble, or perhaps none of their family members had any talent related to it.
More than half a year had passed, and no one had made any significant progress.
In addition, the king increased taxes and the farming work was busy, so the matter was left unresolved.
It was also because his predecessor was straightforward, and the tricks performed by the bard at the time left him with too deep an impression.
So even at the autumn harvest time when he was so busy that he couldn't straighten his back, he would still hold his body almost exhausted after a whole day of hard work, and wave the simple wooden sword that he had spent three days planing at the straw on the ridge of the field.
In this way, day after day, year after year, he broke countless wooden swords.
I don't know where this farm boy got the perseverance from, but he didn't even rest for a day, as if swinging the sword had become a part of his life.
Finally, one afternoon three months ago.
When Xia Nan, like he had done thousands of times in the past, swung his wooden sword at the scarecrow he had made on the ridge of the field near his home,
it was a wonderful feeling he had never experienced before.
An inexplicable force suddenly emerged from his legs firmly rooted in the mud, and went all the way up.
His waist, chest, abdomen, arms... and finally passed through his fingertips to the wooden sword in his hand.
It was as if all the strength and mind in his body were twisted into one section in an instant and poured out in an instant.
Buzz -
the broken wooden sword flew and fell to the ground, and the small and messy grass debris flew in the air.
The scarecrow, which was split in two, slowly fell down.
The cut was neat.
[Spin Slash]
At that moment, Xia Nan knew its name.
...
Xia Nan completely mastered the skills that only "Master Knight" could use.
The development of things next was also logical.
An ordinary farmer's family, whose only assets were a mill and a few thin fields.
Raising three sons and a little daughter.
The eldest and the second oldest were just old enough to start a family.
Naturally, the fight for the inheritance of the pitifully small family property began, both openly and covertly.
From the distribution of the mill's output profits to the use time of the kitchen stove...
all kinds of quarrels and disputes filled almost every inch of air in the cabin.
Seeing the two brothers he respected quarreling over a candle made his predecessor, who had just reached adulthood, feel deeply suspicious.
Thinking that in two years, when he would also be old enough to start a family, this kind of thing would happen to him again.
Xia Nan couldn't help but have the idea of quitting.
It happened that he had learned the professional skill [Spin Slash], and driven by the recklessness and willfulness unique to young people.
The predecessor registered his name in the Adventurer's Association in a nearby town, and then joined the "Stinky Fish and Rotten Shrimp" team.
"Alas..."
Xia Nan couldn't help but sighed, thinking back to the reckless behavior of his predecessor.
When he traveled to this world, his predecessor was already in the team.
And when he absorbed the memories in a daze and realized what he was doing, he had already entered the Misty Forest with the team, and there was no chance to regret.
Things have come to this point, complaining is just adding to internal friction.
Lowering his head, he wiped the blade on his knees with cotton cloth.
Speaking of which, although the two elder brothers of this body are deeply involved in the family property dispute, they are very good to their younger brother.
This one-handed sword was bought for him by the two elder brothers with their own savings.
The predecessor cherished it very much and maintained it frequently.
So that even though it has reached the age of being scrapped, the blade still maintains a considerable sharpness.
Perhaps, it can survive a few tough battles?
"Hey, kid?"
Perhaps because of Shanan's long silence, Captain Maji mistakenly thought that he was too nervous, and opened his mouth to comfort him:
"There's nothing to be afraid of, just a few goblins."
"Three or two of these things can't even beat the stray dogs in the town."
Shanan didn't say anything, just grinned at the hunter, indicating that he was fine.
Nervous?
Of course he was.
After all, this was his first time going out on an adventure as an "adventurer".
The "glorious record" on the one-handed sword attribute panel was left by the previous owners of this sword, and had nothing to do with him.
And the fact that this battle-hardened long sword could fall into his hands may, to some extent, also foreshadow the fate of its previous owners.
Huh -
a cool breeze brushed across Shanan's neck, making him shudder.
Misty Forest, just like its name.
Even at noon when the sun was strong, there was always a layer of light mist in the air.
Not to mention that the sun had already set, and the thin moonlight almost merged with the mist, making visibility extremely low.
Even sitting by the campfire, he could only barely make out the vague outlines of the surrounding weeds and bushes.
"Farm boy, is this your first time in the Misty Forest?"
A voice with a hint of laughter sounded in his ears.
Looking over, he saw the dwarf Elki, who was about five or six meters away from the other side of the camp, looking at him with a joking look on his face.
"Have you been here many times?" Shanan nodded and replied.
"Of course!"
As if waiting for him to say this, Elki's eyebrows flew with joy.
"You don't know, I have a distant cousin who once worked as a squire for an arcane master for two years. Tsk, that's a big shot who graduated from the Hawthorne Royal College and registered with the Spellcaster Association!"
"Hey, you haven't even heard of the Hawthorne Royal College, have you? Let me tell you--"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Even though there was a bit of bragging, Shanan was still very interested in the topic of the dwarf.
Having just traveled to this world, anything involving supernatural powers has an extraordinary attraction to him.
However, at least today, he probably won't be able to get more information about the "Hawthorne Royal Academy".
Because just a second ago, Shanan saw with his own eyes a crooked wooden stick with many nails embedded in it, stirring the mist, and poking out from the darkness behind Elki's head.
Then it was swung down violently, hitting the dwarf's face that was full of joy and great interest.
The rusty red metal spikes instantly penetrated the fragile flesh on the side of the opponent's head.
Just like a watermelon that accidentally fell to the ground, the dazzling blood mixed with some disgusting white viscous liquid spurted out from the wound.
"Enemy attack!!!!!!"
Chapter 3 Goblin
Goblins,
as notorious as cockroaches, are distributed in almost every plane that can be associated with the element of "Western fantasy".
This short creature is greedy and mean by nature. If it were not for the fact that the average IQ of its race is at the bottom of intelligent creatures, it might be described as "cunning" and "good at fraud".
The overall serious bias towards the "evil" species camp, as well as the low productivity caused by backward intelligence, make their survival behavior often linked to "plundering" and "stealing".
In addition, there are no females in their race, which means that they must rely on plundering the opposite sex of other intelligent creatures to reproduce.
As a result, they have a worse reputation in the multiverse than the abyss demons and hell devils to some extent.
The individual combat power of goblins is extremely weak. An ordinary peasant woman holding a pitchfork can easily deal with a blank goblin without weapons and equipment.
But as the hunter Maggie described just now.
These little things are like stray dogs that can be seen everywhere in the town.
A single goblin can't do much, but once they gather together, the number of groups reaches double digits, or even triple digits.
The courage of the goblins and the destructive power they can cause will increase exponentially.
Looting caravans, attacking villages...
Especially when the number of their groups grows to a certain level, some elite individuals with leadership will naturally emerge.
In the long run, if they are allowed to develop, they may even grow into a disaster at the level of a kingdom.
At present, the goblin tribe that the rotten fish and shrimp team is tracking may not have developed to the scale of looting towns.
But obviously, they have the ability to actively attack humans.
The humorous dwarf who used to like to tell some inappropriate jokes, now the gradually cold body on the ground, can prove this.
"Roar!!!"
An inhuman roar suddenly sounded in the forest.
The half-orc Gagu jumped up like a frightened jungle beast, holding his blood-stained two-handed axe tightly in both hands.
The sudden attack and the death of his teammate seemed to make this half-orc with thin blood recall some of the glory of his ancestors.
His canine teeth that had become slightly sharper and his muscles that were obviously swollen and red all over his body showed that this half-orc was entering a certain combat state.
Hunter Maji was the fastest one in the whole rotten fish and shrimp team.
He reacted almost at the moment when the dark wooden stick was poked out from behind Elki's head.
While shouting a warning, he carried the longbow on his back and used his hands and feet to climb up the towering hard oak tree behind him very neatly.
The thin figure disappeared in the dense canopy in an instant.
Although he didn't want to admit it, Shanan was undoubtedly the slowest to respond in the whole team.
In the more than 30 years before crossing over, he had almost gone from the classroom to the office, and had never killed a chicken;
in this life, he was just an honest farmer with his face to the loess and his back to the sky.
In the last second, he was still thinking about how to get more information about this world from Elki, and in the next second, he was hit in the head with a wooden stick in front of him, and even his brains flowed out.
Xia Nan felt his mind go blank. Although he instinctively picked up the one-handed sword on his knee, his body stood still, as if he was in a state of stiffness.
Until...
"Swish!"
The hair swayed, and the violent air flow blew across his cheek, leaving a stinging pain.
A wooden arrow passed through the shadows in the forest and flew out from the canopy above his head.
"Ah!"
A sharp cry of pain sounded behind him.
Xia Nan suddenly shuddered and came back to his senses in an instant.
The world that seemed to have been muted suddenly became alive again.
He turned around quickly without thanking Maji who had helped him.
He looked over and his pupils shrank slightly!
They were two short figures leaning over.
Their dark green rough skin was covered with scars, and their scarlet eyes were filled with cunning and viciousness. They only had a piece of dirty brown rag wrapped around their lower body. Their limbs were slender, but the outline of the bulging muscles underneath could be seen faintly.
At some point, the two goblins had quietly touched behind him!
If it weren't for Maji's reminder, I'm afraid I would have been tricked like the dwarf Elki.
Shanan felt a little scared and subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword wrapped with a thick rope in his hand.
"Wow!"
His stealth was exposed, and one of the goblins' feet was even shot through by a wooden arrow from above, nailing it firmly to the ground.
This naturally timid monster seemed to have lost the courage to continue the attack at this moment.
He just raised the wooden stick in his hand as a deterrent to the young human in front of him.
The dark stick showed a dangerous orange-red color under the reflection of the campfire.
Xia Nan looked at the rusty iron nails embedded in the surface of the stick, and suddenly recalled the miserable scene of Elki's head breaking just now.
Like some kind of stress reaction, under the influence of the deep fear in his heart, he stepped forward with his right foot, and at the same time, his right arm holding the sword was bent to accumulate strength.
"Tap!"
The soles of his feet almost instantly sank into the soft mud.
It was like the roots of a tree growing downward to absorb nutrients from the soil.
An inexplicable force burst out from the soles of his feet, along the bones and muscles, gathering the strength from all over the body.
Finally, it poured out with the blade.
[Spin Slash]
Chi La -
accompanied by the shrill sound of tearing the air, the lingering mist rolled violently.
A sharp silver light with a beautiful arc flashed in front of Xia Nan.
Time and space seemed to be stagnant at this moment.
The carefully maintained blade, combined with the skills that have been practiced for hundreds of thousands of times, made the goblin's skin, muscles, and bones as fragile as sandpaper, and vulnerable to a single blow.
"Proficiency +1"
A string of translucent words flashed before his eyes.
Xia Nan only felt two brief delays in his hand, and the one-handed sword had been slashed upward from left to right as he had done countless days and nights before.
Blood splattered.
Falling on the muddy ground were the goblin's broken palm, half of his head, stinking internal organs, and their dirty and hot blood.
The two insidious monsters that attempted to attack by surprise were easily split in half by just one sword, just like the countless straws on the ridges of the fields.
At this moment, the forest seemed to fall into a kind of dead silence.
On the towering treetops, Maji subconsciously released the longbow that had been fully drawn.
Looking at the two fragmented corpses on the meadow, his eyes turned and looked at Xia Nan who was slowly exhaling and putting away the sword.
His Adam's apple rolled twice, and his face was filled with surprise.
"Is this a newcomer!?"
Chapter 4: Whirl Slash
Maji clearly remembers the afternoon a few days ago.
When he and Elki and others came to the Adventurer's Association and looked for suitable tasks on the bulletin board in the hall.
The shy farm boy who was led by the guide.
Although the other party said that he had mastered a professional "combat skill", Maji didn't really take it seriously.
He has seen too many young men like Shanan, whether in the mountains on the border of the kingdom or in the current river valley town.
He put himself into the heroic epics sung by the bards, and learned a few tricks from the village militia, and thought he was qualified to go out for adventure.
Then, with unrealistic fantasies, he plunged into the major forests and dungeons on the continent.
Finally, he became the nutrients that nourish the plants in the soil.
"Combat skills" are one of the necessary conditions to become a professional!
Even an "old guy" like me who has been out there for many years has only learned a few tricks. How can this young man who doesn't even know how to till the land learn it by spending some time facing a few pieces of waste paper?
You know, even those noble children in the city.
They all spend a lot of money to hire professionals who have mastered combat skills, train them since childhood, and even need to use expensive medicinal materials and equipment.
Only then can they barely obtain the professional level.
Although Maji thought so in his heart at the time, he did not show it on his face due to his rich experience.
On the contrary, he warmly welcomed Xia Nan, who joined the team as a temporary member, and even spent a "huge amount of money" to invite him to the White Tit Tavern next door to eat a plate of fried rice with gray squirrel meat.
After all, with the intensity of the tasks their team usually takes, the combat power of the three of them is enough, but they still need a member who can do some dirty work.
And if they encounter some emergencies, a novice who is not familiar with the forest terrain can also buy some time for their escape to some extent.
But I didn't expect...
"Swish!"
Maji suddenly let go, and the wooden arrow instantly disappeared from the bowstring.
Along with the brief numbness from his fingertips, a sharp scream sounded from the ground under the tree canopy.
He recalled the silver light that just flashed in the forest.
That level is definitely a combat skill!
Could it be... that this kid really stepped on some shit luck and practiced it?
In any case, Shanan has mastered a "combat skill".
Then the opponent's position in his team should be changed?
Pull the bow and release the arrow.
Maji's hands did not stop, but he had already started to think in his heart.
"Erki is dead, and the team just needs a combat force."
"After this mission is over, I will bring this kid into the team."
...
...
His chest rose and fell.
Shanan slowly exhaled a long breath.
His arms trembled slightly due to excessive force, and the palm of his hand felt the solid touch of the hilt.
He recalled the feeling of subconsciously using [Spin Slash] just now.
It's hard to describe.
After practicing countless times in the past few years, this move seemed to have become his instinct.
Charge, aim, and swing the sword. It was not
until the sharp wail from the goblin reached his ears that he realized that this time what was under the blade was not straw, but real flesh and blood.
The pool of blood gradually spread on the meadow, and fragmented limbs were scattered on the ground.
Xia Nan felt a little nauseous, but after all, the tragic scene in front of him came from the goblin. Even though they were both intelligent creatures, the difference in height and size was still too big.
There was not such a strong sense of déjà vu, so the discomfort in his stomach was barely bearable.
Roar——
The sound of fighting came from behind him, calling him back to reality from his aftertaste.
The battle was not over yet.
Although Shanan was a newcomer, he had no intention of retreating.
Perhaps the sword just now dispelled the fear in his heart caused by the death of Elki.
Without thinking too much, he tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand and hurried to support the direction of Gagu.
Roaring, screaming, arrows flying through the air, sharp blades piercing the body...
The battle came suddenly and ended in a hurry.
It took less than ten minutes before the forest returned to silence again.
Only a very strong smell of blood was left in the air.
The goblin's raid can be said to be very effective.
In the first moment after the battle began, it successfully reduced the number of the "stinky fish and shrimp" team and lost a main combat force.
But then, they showed their true colors as low-level monsters.
Facing the resistance of other people in the team, they gradually fell into disadvantage.
Especially after Shanan split the two goblins in half with a sword, the situation collapsed instantly and tilted towards the team.
Without the courage of "gang crime", the goblins' combat power plummeted even though they still had weapons in their hands.
Gagu was at the forefront, wielding a two-handed axe with great vigor; Xia Nan wandered around the side of the battlefield, finishing off his teammates; from time to time, wooden arrows flew out from the dense treetops above their heads. Although they were not 100% accurate, each arrow had an effect.
There were a total of 16 goblins.
Xia Nan killed five of them, and Maji shot six with a bow and arrow.
Gagu was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable, like a fierce battlefield warrior.
In the end, he only killed five goblins, just like Xia Nan who had just joined the team.
Cleaning up the battlefield.
Following the movements of hunter Maji, Xia Nan stepped on the goblin's head with his foot and cut off its left ear with a one-handed sword.
This is his trophy.
Although the process made him feel a little uncomfortable, when he thought that the bounty for just one goblin was nearly four silver coins, which was almost the reward for two days of hard labor in the city,
Xia Nan's movements became more brisk and powerful unconsciously.
"Here, take it!"
A bloody goblin ear was handed over.
Xia Nan looked at Ga Gu in front of him and felt a little surprised.
If he remembered correctly, although he was the one who stabbed the goblin in the end, in fact, before he took action, he had been hit on the forehead by Ga Gu's two-handed axe and was almost half dead.
He thought that this should be counted as the other party's head, so he didn't care. Unexpectedly, this half-orc actually took the initiative to help him cut off the ear and sent it to him.
"Boy, you have some skills. I will treat you to a drink later!"
Ga Gu patted Xia Nan's shoulder with his bloody big hand and said in a rough voice.
In fact, before this battle, the two had no communication.
On the one hand, Xia Nan acted confused because he had to digest the memories in his brain.
On the other hand, it was also because Ga Gu actually looked down on this newcomer.
With orc blood, the concept of "the strong are respected" runs through almost all his cognition.
Unlike Maji, he did not think deeply about it. He just thought that Xia Nan joined the team just to drag them down and had no value at all. It was not
until just now, when Ga Gu saw the other party's performance in the battle with his own eyes, that he was truly convinced.
He regarded him as a member of the team.
Chapter 5 Cleaning the battlefield
Although it is called "cleaning the battlefield", there is actually nothing to clean
up. These green-skinned little guys are only a piece of rag on their bodies, and the weapons in their hands are also crudely made, not as strong as the hoes used in the fields. No one wants them even if they are given away. There is no extra spoils at all .
Shanan and others just cut off the left ears of the goblins and buried them in a pit -
this can prevent the smell of the corpses from spreading further in the air and attracting other dangers.
"Hua La."
The moist soil was scattered and gradually buried the piled corpses in the pit.
It is worth mentioning that Elki was among them.
His identity as a former team member did not win him any privileges. Instead, he was thrown into the burial ground at will like those equally short goblins.
Captain Maji even "thoughtfully" took off his simple equipment and supplies for him, leaving only a thin shirt with patches.
Ga Gu stood by the pit. Most of the blood on his upper body had been wiped dry, but there were still a few wounds that were oozing blood.
He looked at Elki, who was gradually covered by sand below, and his eyes were a little red.
But don't get me wrong,
this is definitely not caused by the excitement caused by the death of his companions. It is probably just the aftereffects of the battle that stimulated his blood.
At least from Xia Nan's understanding of these people over the past few days.
Perhaps this orc with thin blood really felt sorry for the departure of his teammates in his heart, but that was definitely only a very weak point.
More of it should be the resentment that the effort and income of this mission were not proportional.
The relationship between adventurers, especially in such a low-level team where casualties often occur, is much more realistic and indifferent than he imagined.
And in fact, it is true.
After helping Maji fill the pit.
Gagu's first sentence was to complain:
"&#@%￥ (orc swear words), one died, and I earned less than two gold coins, and I can't even afford a donkey. It's so unlucky!"
Although in Xia Nan's view, the bounty of five goblins is already a "huge sum of money", the orc is obviously not satisfied.
The resentment in his heart even made him walk harder than usual, leaving deep footprints on the meadow.
Just when Xia Nan thought that his first adventure had ended so hastily.
Maji, who had remained silent since the end of the battle and was quietly packing his luggage, suddenly said:
"In fact, just like the greedy dragons in the legend, goblins also like to store their spoils in their nests."
The atmosphere on the field seemed to solidify at this moment.
The half-orc Gagu widened his eyes and turned around abruptly:
"You mean..."
"According to the task information given by the association, the number of goblin settlements in this group will not exceed 20 at most."
Maji put the refilled quiver back on his back and slowly stood up.
"What we just solved is most likely their main force, and this means..."
"Nest!" Gagu's deliberately suppressed excited voice sounded a little sharp, "Empty nest!"
Maji nodded calmly, but his eyes were also filled with excitement and joy.
A goblin's nest that is likely to lack defense, and a team of low-level adventurers with most of the combat power.
There is a little risk, but compared with the possible benefits, what is this risk?
What's more, as an adventurer, if you are not willing to take even a little risk... you might as well go home and farm.
Then, driven by greed in their hearts, Ga Gu and Ma Ji quickly planned the location of the goblin's nest, the preparations before entering, and even the distribution of the spoils inside.
Xia Nan did not participate in it.
As a new adventurer who has just traveled to this world, he doesn't know much about the current situation on the field or the habits of goblins.
Although he felt that it would be safer to return directly, the two people's views were not unreasonable.
What's more, even if he refused, he would need to act alone whether to stay where he was and wait for the two to come back or return to the nearby town.
It is too dangerous to act alone in a place like the Misty Forest, which is full of monsters.
So, just follow them.
Maybe you can earn a few more gold coins later.
For adventurers, "money" is the best catalyst for all actions.
The stinky fish and rotten shrimp team showed great action in the face of possible treasures.
However, in just over ten minutes, Ga Gu and Maji completed a plan that seemed crude but not very sophisticated.
They planned to rest patiently for a night, get enough physical strength, and set out to find the goblin's nest at dawn tomorrow.
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...
The campfire flickered.
The snoring sound came from the simple sleeping bag beside him, echoing with the unknown insect chirping in the dense forest behind him.
The warm firelight shone on Shanan's face, reflecting an orange-red color.
At this moment, the stinky fish and rotten shrimp team has already moved to another place to camp.
Hunter Maji also set up traps around, but considering the dwarf Elki who had been buried in the ground, Shanan didn't believe in the quality of these traps.
Therefore, when it was his turn to keep watch, he was particularly focused. He
even moved his seat to a position closer to the inner circle of the camp - so that even if something bypassed Maji's trap, he would have enough time to react.
The night was quiet.
It was only until now that Xia Nan finally had time for himself that would not attract the attention of others.
He placed his one-handed sword horizontally on his knees, holding the gauze in his right hand, as if he was carefully maintaining it.
But his eyes were not fixed on the sword itself.
Instead, he stared at his reflection on the surface of the blade in the light of the fire in front of him.
One second, two seconds...
As his attention slowly focused, lines of translucent Chinese characters appeared in front of him.
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[Name]: Xia Nan
[Attributes]:
Strength: 5 (muscle strength, sports training and physical potential that can be exerted)
Agility: 5 (reaction speed, balance and agility)
Constitution: 5 (endurance and vitality)
Intelligence: 5 (memory, logic and thinking ability)
Perception: 5 (observation and insight, also represents the degree of coordination with the surrounding environment)
Charm: 5 (personality and temperament)
[Skills]:
Spin Slash lv4 (99/100)
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"Sure enough!"
Xia Nan said in his heart.
Ever since the characters "Proficiency +1" flashed before his eyes during the battle with the goblins, he has been very concerned about it.
Now I just tried to confirm the guess in my heart, and sure enough -
"Not only the values of the equipment, but through the reflection, I can also see my own attributes!"