Chapter 96: Professional Match

"Outer Realm Expedition Teams, as the name suggests, are expedition organizations that explore activities in the Outer Realm. Because the vast majority of us Star-Bearers are fighting Chaos Demons in the Arctic, we need more news and intelligence. Now that the war situation in the north has begun to stabilize, we need to open up a second front."

"Among them, we have divided the expedition teams into Outer Realm Expedition Teams, which are teams that explore the rugged passages and demonic ecological environments inside the Realm Ice Wall. There are also the Antarctic Expedition Team, the Lüzhou Tansuandui, and the Shenhai Tansuandui, among others."

"We Star-Bearers will absolutely not sit idly by regarding Chaos pollution; we must drive all Chaos out of this world..."

Truly impressive.

Standing on the massive plaza next to the Golden Land government hall, the player A-Su looked at the form and flyer in his hand, as well as the various regional exploration projects proposed on them, and felt somewhat dazed.

In reality, this was not too far beyond the players' expectations. After all, the ability and personality displayed by the Wizard King of the Broken Lands were basically locked into fighting the various Chaos pollutions to the bitter end. Given the abilities he displayed at the time and his reformed personality, many speculated that his entire family might have been harmed by Chaos pollution, and he only came out of the mountains after mastering a divine art.

Therefore, after the environment began to stabilize, it was foreseeable that this angry avenger would start planning to open a second battlefield. After all, the vast amount of supplies obtained through trade could not have just vanished into thin air; they must have been converted into something and consumed.

And the final result was likely the composition of the four Outer Realm Expedition Teams that A-Su saw in his hands now.

Because they were players, the greatest manpower was not really a consideration. Everything was fully stocked with supplies and detection equipment. "Let me check the wages... every player will receive a fixed monthly salary of one silver coin. Once a demon gathering place or a small-to-medium-sized artificial plot is discovered, players within that area will each receive an additional bonus of one silver coin. And if a large city or a demon portal is discovered, a reward of one Gold Coin will be given."

"After any live demon is captured and delivered to the vicinity of Stonehenge, the capture team will receive one Gold Coin as a bonus. Additional gifts will be provided based on the size and function of the demon."

"If players can establish a permanent gathering place and it remains undamaged for more than two months, that town will receive a development kit worth one thousand Gold Coins..."

As expected of a madman against demons, he really dares to spend money.

Looking at the various demons and the Gold Coins to be earned marked on it, A-Su was truly somewhat tempted.

Any player who frequently checks the forums knows that the current state of the world is not as favorable to players as it was at the beginning. After the characteristics of players were analyzed, their normal possibilities were basically cut off.

In those regions of the Zhixu Shijie, they have basically started issuing tags to all normal players to distinguish between Zhixu Wanjia and chaotic players. Some even use Magic to mark them with a Brand. The Old World side is even more extreme; they generally choose to kill and not pay.

In an environment like this where they want nothing but to kill demons and pay for work, players are now spontaneously starting to maintain public order and the environment.

Once those Chaos players are discovered, there are even players who run into reality to kill them.

Therefore, looking at this lucrative Antarctic Expedition Team, A-Su did not suspect that this was a trap or anything else for them. Because the money offered was truly too much, and he really needed this money.

"But I heard that demons seem to have spells that extract Soul, and those monsters are not something we can fight at all, right? Won't it be a bit dangerous to join this kind of expedition team? If we encounter demons, will we really die here?"

"What are you afraid of? At worst, you disappear for a year. It'll hurt a bit, but that's it. You can't find these wages just anywhere."

"But it will really hurt..."

"..." Damn, that's true too. Anyway, his own life is worthless, so what else can he do? Besides, property rights are guaranteed for one hundred years after purchase here in the Golden Land. Even if he really dies and disappears for a year, he can just wait until a year later to scrape together money from the Outer Realm and rush back.

Rather, just seeing this income now, the player forums outside are probably already exploding. Maybe, since he was specifically invited, he might even have a higher income as a team leader? A mere Antarctic expedition is as easy as pie.

Without hesitation, he wrote his name on the form, and A-Su walked straight to the management staff, intending to use the express lane.

The responsible management staff saw the special form and quickly led him to a relatively spacious hall. Looking around, dozens of players were already scattered and seated. They were basically players with some reputation in the Old World, or players who had records of hunting demons.

Sitting in a chair, A-Su was incredibly glad at this moment that he had taken that mission in the barn back then. If he didn't have the record of killing a demon, he probably wouldn't have been able to sit in this circle of high-end players at all.

And very quickly, these players began to communicate with each other.

Everyone was a shrewd person, and they all knew that these players here were very likely the future leaders of the major expedition teams. Getting to know each other, saying a few nice words, and recognizing each other's faces was not a bad thing. Many well-known big shots on the forums had even started hooking up with each other.

But for A-Su, a former nobody and city-dweller, the scene before him made him feel a bit awkward. After trying to strike up a conversation several times without success, he sat on the chair with some regret.

However, at this moment, a palm suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Why aren't you communicating like them, but staying here all by yourself?"

A player, acting very familiar, walked directly to A-Su's side, sat down, looked at him, and said with a smile:

"You should recognize me; or rather, there aren't many players who don't recognize me. It's fortunate, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to come here either."

"You are...?"

Looking at the face that seemed somewhat familiar, A-Su blinked. And the player in front of him smiled slightly.

"The unlucky guy from Norsca, the one who was shouting outside about saving me and bringing me back. I am Li Ang. I was just brought to the Golden Land by a Norscan a while ago, and now I'm a free man."

In front of A-Su, the player who looked somewhat frail and a bit malnourished grinned and extended a hand.

"Nice to meet you. I hope we can both have a good future."

"Ah, um. Nice to meet you."

Looking at the seemingly overly friendly Li Ang, A-Su gripped his palm in a daze.

(End of this chapter)