The second school in the world

Chapter 91 Guard Mission
Jinguan City, District 82
"Recruit four guards, and the strength needs to be above level four. You only need to escort us to District 4, and you can get 1000 taels of silver." A middle-aged man with a tall hat and a beard shouted.

Ming Dong stepped forward and asked, "How long does it take to get to District 9 from here?"

"Hey, is this little brother interested in this task? This task is very simple, but the distance is a bit far, and it will take more than a month." The middle-aged man said.

Mingdong said timidly: "I have never performed a mission..."

The middle-aged man laughed: "My name is Anbo, and the task experience is easy to talk about. May I ask your strength..."

Mingdong's eyes lit up, and he said, "I'm at the fourth-order intermediate level now."

An Bo stroked his beard and said with a smile: "That's no problem, as long as you escort me and my young lady to District 9, the reward of 1000 taels of silver will be yours."

Ming Dong nodded fiercely, this money is enough for him to be romantic for many days.

"Wait here, we are still short of one person." Ambow said.

"Excuse me... can I?" A stammering male voice sounded.

Ambow took a closer look. Although the young man in front of him was ragged and dirty, he was handsome and handsome.

"Little brother, is your strength up to the standard?" Ambow asked.

"It's up, it's up to the standard." The boy said.

"Okay, let's work together, everyone, you can introduce each other."

Mingdong was the most active, and said loudly: "My name is Mingdong, a fourth-level intermediate."

A bald man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in a Taoist robe said, "My name is Li Lei. I am a fourth-level intermediate."

"My name is Chen Yao, fourth-level intermediate." This is a woman wearing a black night gown, with a pretty face and an ordinary figure.

Only the boy who came last was left, and everyone looked at him one after another.

He looked very nervous, too anxious to speak, and flushed.

An Bo comforted: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

The young man tried his best to control his emotions, and said, "My name is Wang Yuan."

Ambow sensed the young man's bad words, so he said, "Okay, okay, we can start now."

Ambow pulled a carriage from the alley, and said by the window: "Miss, we can start now."

The person inside made a clear female voice: "Okay."

Anbo got on his horse and shouted, "Drive!"

The carriage began to walk slowly towards the outside of the city.

Everyone guarded the carriage from left to right.

Only Wang Yuan drove the carriage timidly and slowly.

After leaving the city, there is the official road. Wang Yuan looked at the world around him as he walked. Everything was similar to the surface of the earth, except that the sun and the moon were missing in the sky, and only the bright stones on the ground were shining brightly.

There is no distinction between night and day underground, and the scale of time is meaningless to ordinary people. Only rich people have clocks to read time.

Ordinary people want to know what year and month it is now, they can only go to the city and look up at the clock tower. Not only is the clock tower clearly engraved with the time, but the virtual shadow of the calendar can also see the current year and month.

As for how the phantom was arranged, Wang Yuan hadn't had time to ask.

He always kept in mind Zhang Tianyou's advice to say less and make less mistakes, and pretending to be a wild child who is not good at words can fully meet this requirement.

For a fifth-level martial artist, keeping up with the carriage is as easy as walking for ordinary people. Wang Yuan has enough time to observe the few people who are traveling with him.

(End of this chapter)