Quadruple split.

Chapter 21
In Mo Tan's life so far, he has been dealing with various troubles for almost two-thirds of his life, and half of it is making trouble, making trouble for himself, making trouble for friends, making trouble for local gangsters, and making trouble for gangsters. School bullies make trouble, make trouble for hackers whose code name is SUN, real name Muyou and nickname Futaba, make trouble for honest people, make trouble for teachers and classmates, make trouble for Pian police, make trouble for neighborhood committee, make trouble for urban management... This difficulty The coefficient seems to be a little too high...

But in any case, the four words of creating trouble have always surrounded him, and recently he made a great contribution to the author's writing forty words. (the entire paragraph is crossed out)

What I want to say is that this kind of behavior will not cause him too much burden. Whether it is in terms of quality of life or moral condemnation, the blockages added to others have never affected Mo Tan himself. , even a little bit.

But the problem is that for two-thirds of the time he's been dealing with trouble all his life, the other half favors solving it.

Or we can replace it with another four words, such as - helping others.

During this half of the time, for those facing difficulties or crises, as long as the other party is not a villain in the strict sense or suffers from the consequences, he is almost always willing to lend a helping hand, and does not ask for anything in return, unless the so-called 'return' can make the person concerned Feel better.

Maybe he won't be kind enough to hand over even a penny to those fake beggars who are lazy, have superb acting skills and are rich in looks, but is willing to accompany a boy who relies on 'garbage recycling' for a living to pick up small half-sky bottles and waste paper shells, For fear of hurting that humble and fragile self-esteem in the eyes of others.

In fact, never satisfied with the vagueness of morality and law, he never felt that he represented 'justice', at least literally, but he always followed a set of principles of his own, to Helping anyone who is worthy of help in their own eyes may seem a little narrow, but it is often more objective than justice in the broadest sense.

"Have you seen "A Study in Scarlet"? If this is a true story, then I will definitely try my best to help Hou Bo. Maybe the law will not forgive a murderer, but I am willing, if the truth means While a good man will be tried and punished for sending two villains to hell, I'd rather help him keep the truth out of sight."

This is what Mo Tan said to Idon when he was in a state of [Lawful Good] during a small talk many years ago.

"Very fair trial, but the problem is that there is no understanding in the law." Edon shrugged: "The detective's position is to reveal the truth, but I didn't expect you to say such a thing, I thought I was I already know you quite well~"

"I don't know myself better than you." Mo Tan just smiled and replied: "I have never dreamed of being a judge, nor do I feel that I represent justice, I just want a clear conscience. That's it."

In the end, Yi Dong was stunned for a while, then rolled his eyes and said, "You know, the most tiring thing in the world is to be your friend, you know that three hours ago, I watched you put dozens of sets of library items. The reference book for junior high school was replaced with illustrated Jin X Mei, just for a so-called 'fun'..."

"I already regret it, that kind of reading is too polluting for teenagers and girls of this age." Mo Tan asked with a helpless smile: "Would you mind accompany me to exchange them again?"

"roll!"

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All in all, although I have detoured more than [-] words, what I want to express is only one point, that is, Mo Tan at this moment will not have any dissatisfaction because of the E-level tasks that are really a little bit tricky in front of him. For him, even the trivial matter of helping an old grandma find the cat she lost two days ago is meaningful...

Adhere to the justice that you understand, try your best to stand on the side of the weak, the good or the suffering, and only strive for justice in your own eyes, and judge those who deserve to be punished but stand on the side of innocent people and drink , is enough.

What if you help yourself with AI?What if you judge yourself on data?Even if these things are meaningless, what does it matter?
It's okay~ It's really okay~
Standing in front of the task board on the first floor of the Adventurer's Guild, Mo Tan spent about ten minutes reading all the hundreds of E-level tasks on the magic crystal screen, feeling that the next period of time should be very fulfilling. .

If not disconnected...

Don't think that in this world full of fantasy elements, the magic crystal screen with the function of 'quickly querying mission information' is very inconsistent. After all, although it is very unscientific, it is at least very magical.

Those great gods who are in a world full of swords, fighting qi, or spiritual qi, who can annihilate a star with a single blow and fly out of Te Niang’s dozens of times the speed of light in minutes, have to look up the ancient book for a long time to find out the information. , by the way, the setting that can still choke one's nose is called nonsense, that is sincere, neither scientific nor magic, not too self-cultivation...

Anyway, the roundabout is over...

After reading it, Mo Tan didn't rush to receive the quest to improve his adventurer level, but planned to go back first, say hello to Mag, and ask the leader of the caravan, that is, the Voldean mercenary group. When the employer's elder Lin Jing has time to see himself, try to arrange the time well, even if it is possible to forcibly disconnect, at least it must not be so abrupt.

After all, you should try your best to avoid causing unnecessary trouble to others because of yourself.

As a result, when he turned around and was about to leave, he saw Mag's figure in the distance. There were three other mercenary groups beside him. Breath's club specializing in human female mage, the legendary Lizardman second captain with an Idari musket.

"Hey~ Mo! We are here!" Mag also saw Mo Tan who had just turned around at the same time, and waved at him with a big smile: "Come here!"

In fact, he really doesn't need to say hello so hard. Although the combination of the four of Mag is very common in the adventurer branch, their distinctive temperament (mainly because they look more reliable compared to others) Son) is highly recognizable here.

Think about it, this is full of elderly junior mages whose staffs will explode, thieves who forgot to dig holes in their masks, rangers who buy glitter mixed with gunpowder to try to make themselves more dazzling, and bitches who only 'wow'... ...Wait...where, even a guy like Mag who has some kind of old alcoholic who is also a dog blood drama lover can be called a thief...

"Thank God you finally woke up." The female mage who used the Dragon Breath technique to make a way for everyone that day smiled at Mo Tan who came over and asked, "How do you feel?"

Mo Tan blinked and gestured around: "Are you referring to the body, or here? The former is not bad, but because of the latter, I can only be glad that I am still alive..."

Then he explained the 'staff explosion in place' that happened not long ago for Mag and others who were curious, and the four of them were stunned for a while.

"Tsk tsk..." Mag glanced at him, then shrugged: "Well, it seems that I should remind you to be careful before, the first floor hall of each adventurer's guild is quite messy, because all the Adventurers with a lower level are always prone to troubles, but I didn't expect you to catch up with this kind of thing, anyway, it's better to live!"

The human female mage next to Kasha muttered: "I have heard of that guy, his name is Jadeka, it is said that all generations are knights, and when I come to him, I want to be a mage, and I don't know where to pick up an antique grade. The staff is said to be a family heirloom, but then again..."

She scratched her cheeks thoughtfully, frowned and said, "That guy is said to be very powerful when he was young, and he can take down more than a dozen high-level beasts in minutes. Dareqing is still a junior mage!"

"That~" Moustache raised his hand and asked, "Interrupt me, I've never heard of a junior wizard who can take down so many advanced beasts in minutes!"

Kai'Sa rolled her eyes: "He was smashed by a staff, didn't Mo have experienced it just now, that thing will explode, you know..."

"Is he all right?!" Mo Tan finally couldn't help but ask, "Or is that the staff that won't blow up the master?"

If that's the case, then it's a bit too wrong to save the old man from being blown up just now.

"That's not it." Kai'Sa shook her head and said, "That staff is said to blow up everyone."

When Mo Tan heard this, he could be considered a little balanced, but unexpectedly...

"But he can handle it." Kai'Sa continued: "It may be a bloodline issue. Although I am a relatively average human being in all aspects of talent, I have heard people say that Jadkar's physical quality is at least He is a high-level warrior, and despite his extremely poor spellcasting ability, he has a natural affinity for the fire element. Although it does not help him much in his mage career, it can make him resistant to the fire element to a certain extent, so... If he majored in knights or warriors, he would be a great adventurer by now."

When she was halfway through speaking, Mo Tan was completely pale...

The white-bearded old man who dares to use a staff as a battering hammer, the puppet Pinocchio who is full of sniper specialization, the bone spirit who looks like a lich but is a succubus, the tauren machine gunner and so on. Not performance art, but a real thing! ?
Mo Tan seemed to hear the crackling sound of his own three views...

"Te Niang's!" Mag was stunned for a while, and then he scolded: "This world is so dangerous."

However, Mo Tan quickly adjusted his mood, and changed the subject casually: "By the way, Mag, you came just in time, I just wanted to go back and ask you, Lin Jing, when the elder who wants to see me will be available..."

"God knows." Mag's big head shook like a rattle: "I guess it's just these two days, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Mo Tan pointed to the magic crystal screen behind him: "I'm going to do a task first, and I may be a little busy in the future. I'm afraid you can't find me, so I want to say hello in advance."

The second battalion... The captain finally found the opportunity to interject at this moment, and smiled in the common language of the lizardmen: "That's okay, anyway, we will stay in the city for a few days, can you It's good to find something to do to pass the time, the caravan is not in a hurry, Lin Jing is a slow person~"

"That's it, let's go first." Mag stopped for a drink and waved his hand: "E-level tasks are not difficult, I live in the place before these few days, find me and the three of them if I have something to do. Anything."

Mo Tan quickly agreed, and after Mag and the others went to the mercenary union not far away, he turned around and walked back to the previous window, only to find that the people inside had changed.

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help?" A polite half-elf bowed to Mo Tan, her mental outlook and professional demeanor were completely different from the previous lady.

But Mo Tan didn't care. It's quite normal to work in a place like this. Take his previous case of taking advantage of the bank for example...

Not to mention, his memories of this aspect are still quite contradictory. After all, all good and bad things are done by himself, and he will easily become depressed if he thinks too much.

"I want to take a few missions." Mo Tan showed the other party the Adventurer's Manual he just got, and directly reported a series of numbers: "The codes are 10308, 53267 and 44759."

The other party was slightly stunned, then picked up the magic realm board at hand, and said a little embarrassedly: "Can I trouble you to say it again?"

Then Mo Tan slowed down and repeated it again. He also noticed that he seemed to have taken it for granted just now. For those who have not specially trained instant memory and temporary rubbing methods, they immediately projected what they heard into their minds. And forcing the shorthand is a very tough job.

If there is no targeted practice, it is almost impossible for NPCs whose intelligence is less than 40 in the game.

"Well, help the Guluo couple in the southern district to weed, collect soil samples outside the market for Dumen alchemist, and... uh... find out what Ms. Hot Bang likes or interests." The half-elf receptionist made a brief confirmation. Xiang Motan confirmed: "It's all two-day tasks, all at one time, right?"

Mo Tan affirmed that he had weighed it before, these three tasks are the most suitable for him at present, there is neither too strict time limit (such as helping people to see the stall), and there is no possibility of accidentally GET Wherever he leads himself to change his personality due to anxiety (such as taking care of the bear children whose parents go out), and the rewards are not bad.

Ten minutes later, Mo Tan, who had completed the mission registration, walked out of the gate of the pioneers and was about to go to his first mission location. As a result, before he could overlap the map he had memorized with the scene in his field of vision, he found that someone was ignorant. He gently tugged at his cuff.

Looking back... oh, it looks familiar.

"Wang~~~"

Chapter 20: Final
(End of this chapter)