◎【You have been designated as the task acceptor by player ***】◎
"Still no orders have been assigned to us?"
"Reply Brother Pi, no."
"Fighting monsters in the wild?"
"The casualties were heavy."
Hey! Mantis Shrimp sighed, holding his head in his hands, with a sad expression.
No matter how beautiful his plan was, the reality was cruel.
Before entering Miracle, he boasted to the brothers who grew up with him in the orphanage that as long as they followed him into Miracle, they would be guaranteed to have meat to eat!
So a group of brothers who had lived a hard life on Tost for more than ten years were ready to go, and one after another stepped into the miracle with their longing for holographic games and expectations for a better new life.
According to his vast network of contacts, Pipixia once heard through some circuitous channels that when a player reaches the maximum level, someone behind the scenes will come forward, select their favorite players from the leaderboard, and hand them a pass to immigrate to Area A!
An immigration pass is such a priceless item! How many residents of District C have racked their brains, exhausted their connections, and spent vast sums of money to obtain one! And yet, this priceless document, a symbol of power and status, is being handed over to a player on the gaming leaderboard?!
This is a truly incredible surprise, a golden opportunity to change your destiny! Who wouldn't want to climb out of the garbage heap? Who wouldn't want to live a good life?
And now there is such an opportunity in front of him, do you think he will do it or not?
That must be done!
Therefore, the moment he heard the news, Pipixia decided to venture into the world of miracles. However, a very cruel reality was immediately laid before him and all his brothers - they had no money to buy a holographic warehouse.
The holographic warehouse was produced by the factory in Area C under the instruction of Area A. The first batch was snapped up by wealthy people as soon as it was released. The second batch was then produced, and the price was more favorable than the first batch.
But even with a discount, how much cheaper can it be? A holographic storage unit that sells for 10,000 star coins, even with a 20% discount, still costs a full 8,000 star coins!
8000, not 800 or 80! This is an astronomical figure that he has never dared to think about in his life!
He had to think about it even if he didn't dare to think about it! God had secretly revealed this opportunity that no one else knew about to him, and he couldn't just sit there and wait for death!
Isn't it just 8000? Just make some money!
So in order to get the money to buy the holographic warehouse, Pipixia and a group of brothers got up early and worked late. With his shameless spirit and eloquence, he successfully waited in the intersection of Area A and Area B to find some rich people who wanted to get gossip about others, such as how many mistresses their husbands had, what the mistresses' names were, whether they were pregnant, etc.
Anyway, these two districts are full of wealthy upper-class women. The thing they have the most in their lives is money. Of course, in order to keep the money, they often have to live in fear.
At this time, they need someone who does not belong to their circle, has no name or surname, but has all kinds of gossip to help them.
Mantis shrimp perfectly meets the requirements of these upper-class women.
To inquire about the ordinary level news costs 600 star coins, to inquire about the in-depth version of the news costs 1200 star coins, to inquire about the ultra-clear complete version of the news with every detail costs 3600 star coins!
At one time, countless wealthy people came to the door, and Pipixia received orders from customers at a rapid pace. Soon, all 32 holographic warehouses were obtained, and a considerable amount of money was saved by the way.
With hope and longing in his heart, Pipixia finally led his brothers on the road of miracles.
When his brothers asked him what profession he would choose, he studied it carefully and found that many people chose traditional professions such as mages, warriors, and priests. Even if they tried their best to compete, they would basically be cannon fodder.
If that’s the case, why doesn’t he try a different approach and choose an unpopular profession that has the least competition but is most likely to make a name for himself?
The alchemist was lucky enough to stand out and became the common choice of the thirty-two people.
Even more fortunately, after they reached level 10 and ran all the way from the Novice Village to the Royal City, they discovered that the official father had launched a mercenary group system.
This system can almost be said to be tailor-made for the 32 of them!
As long as they register their identity information and personal abilities with the Mercenary Union, the Union will screen and match them as soon as an employer places an order. If they find a suitable match, it will be automatically sent to the employer. If the employer approves the match, the two parties will reach an agreement and begin cooperation. Once the mercenary group completes the task, they will receive the coins paid in advance by the employer.
Pipixia made a preliminary estimate and found that even if an order was cheap, it would at least earn 3 gold coins. If he tried to complete 10 orders every day, that would be 30 gold coins per day.
30 gold coins are enough to upgrade their muskets to cannons. When they go into battle with good weapons, won't their experience points increase rapidly? And won't their levels soar?
If they work as a team, they might be able to complete the employer's tasks faster, and wouldn't they earn more money then?
Just thinking about it makes them excited. Mantis shrimp not only thought about it, but also immediately established their own guild - Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals!
As soon as the guild was established, 32 people gathered at the door of the mercenary union, eagerly waiting for the mission to arrive.
But a day passed and nothing happened.
The next day passed and still no order was received.
Then the third day passed, and the 32 people were waiting anxiously!
They can't go on like this. Seeing other players busy completing quests and entering dungeons, their levels constantly rising, they haven't made any progress in three days!
Things immediately went beyond Pipixia's expectations. In order not to slow down the pace of upgrading, he decided to temporarily stop waiting in the Mercenary Guild.
Rumors had it that the person behind the scenes would select players from a ranking list, but they didn't specify which ranking list. There were many ranking lists in Miracles, such as the personal strength ranking list, the richest local tycoon ranking list, the most powerful equipment ranking list, the highest contribution ranking list, and so on.
According to his analysis, he felt that there were opportunities in each list, because different lists represented strong people in different dimensions. In this case, they should go for the Alchemist Professional List!
Looking at their profession, there are not many living players. Except for the female alchemist named "Summer Pear Blossom" who has always been at the top of the professional list, oh no, she has been at the first place, the ranking has been declining sharply since the second place.
In addition, some people just come in to play around, and after playing for a few days they feel that the Alchemist profession is not good, so they give up, so the rankings behind are constantly changing, which creates even more unique opportunities for them!
So, after squatting for 3 days without any results, they resolutely decided to follow this big guy named Xia Ri Lihua!
The big guys eat meat, they gnaw on bones; the big guys drink soup, they drink plain water.
Anyway, even if it's something the boss discarded, just throwing it to them would be a treasure! Not to mention that if you can make the boss happy in the future, a little advice from him might even lead to enlightenment and ascension!
Pipixia analyzed the situation to his brothers in a very methodical manner, and his brothers nodded seriously in agreement!
So there was the story of Xia Li being awakened early in the morning by a group of people outside Morgan Hall.
But that was all in the past and not worth mentioning.
At that moment, Mantis shrimp looked at his brothers staring at each other and couldn't help but wipe away his tears and look up at the sky.
Since the mercenary guild had stopped accepting orders, everyone had no choice but to go out into the wild to kill monsters and level up. However, Pipixia never expected that none of his weak brothers could fight! Not to mention killing monsters, even catching a rabbit was difficult!
Only the main quests can be taken up, giving us a little hope.
"Brother Pi, if this continues, we'll all starve to death in the game..."
"That's right, Brother Pi, we are not good at fighting at all, our real skill is talking nonsense."
Several brothers touched their empty bellies and looked at him pitifully.
You're right! People should still do what they are good at. Fighting monsters and the like, go to hell!
Pipixia clenched his fists and glanced at his brothers: "Let's go! Let's go to the Mercenary Guild and find out why they won't assign us any missions!"
More than thirty people came in a mighty force and blocked the mercenary guild in the royal city.
Pipixia was angry and slammed the table, threatening to ask the person in charge to come out.
As soon as the NPC appeared, his anger turned to laughter, and he slid to the NPC's side with a slick sound as if his heels were greased. "Dear Margaret, could you please tell me why you didn't assign the task issued by the employer to us?"
Margaret rolled her eyes at him unhappily: "Who said that none of you meet the employer's requirements?"
Mantis shrimp nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you are right, but...what exactly is wrong with us?"
Margaret snorted and pulled out a panel that only she could see. She flipped through the pages and said, "Your level isn't high. Only level 12."
"But I saw other low-level players received the task!" Pipixia blurted out.
Margaret glared at him, and the latter immediately retracted his neck with a smile: "Excuse me, please continue."
Margaret then retracted her gaze and continued, "Your low level is secondary. Your most fatal flaw is your incredibly low combat power. Didn't you ask why other low-level players were able to accept quests? It's simple. Their level 10 combat power is higher than your level 12 combat power, and it's more than double. Do you understand my explanation?"
"I don't understand." Pipixia was a little angry inside, but she tried her best to hide it on her face. "It's not like all employers issue tasks like killing monsters. I saw a lot of requests for insider information on the notice board. Those don't require high combat power!"
"Well, you're right," Margaret looked at him and smiled faintly, "but I'm not the employer. They set the minimum order requirements. If you don't agree, go ask them."
After saying that, she shook her two big brown braids and walked away.
Pipixia walked out of the Mercenary Union dejectedly, feeling so angry that he didn't know what to say. What did they mean by not being able to properly utilize human resources? This group of brainless employers was exactly that!
Isn't it just to get inside information? I need the ghost uncle's high combat power!
Are those high-level players as experienced as they are? Are they as eloquent as they are? Pah, what a waste of talent!
Just as he was feeling depressed and trying to comfort his brothers, suddenly, a piece of news made him stunned.
[You have been designated as the task taker by player ***. Please go to the Mercenary Union to accept the task within 24 hours.]
What?! He was actually assigned a task?!
Didn't Margaret say his combat power was too low to meet the employer's requirements? So what was going on with this order? And the other party actually knew his ID and directly set him as the order taker.
Could it be that... he finally found an employer with brains?
Mantis was thinking in shock, and unknowingly walked back to the Mercenary Guild.
[Do you accept the task order from player ***? ]
It's so infuriating. Finally someone with brains comes here, but he doesn't even know the other person's name. How can I let him curry favor with me in the future?
After thinking about it, Mantis finally pressed the confirm button firmly.
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