Randomly pick a stand-in every day

At any rate, Afanti can also be called the childhood god of some children. It is really unreasonable to ask him to play this role and just do this job.

"I, Raleigh, keep my word. If I say I'm looking for goods, I won't wander around. If I want to explore the scene, at least arrange it after I know the basic information of the prisoner."

"Thank you for your cooperation. If we fail to hand it back on time, neither of us will get the money. Now let's focus on it...go this way, bypass this mountain, and the shelter in front of us will be our destination."

As he said that, Avanti jumped off his skinny donkey to confirm the display of the detector.

"Is the missing thing just ahead?"

"Well... yes, at least one of them. Moreover, this location is not far from the place where the goods were robbed, so we can probably inquire about the situation."

Afanti nodded and explained to Raleigh.

"So in front... is something like a small market?"

"Ah, not very accurate. Although it can also have a little trading function, it is mainly a place like a mercenary camp——traveling with you."

"……Oh."

Not forgetting the identity given by the system, Raleigh nodded and continued to listen to the settings.

"Many people in this desert are doing this business, but specifically, there are all kinds of people from knights to robbers. If you come here to inquire about what happened a few days ago, you should still get something."

"The premise is that if they are willing to cooperate... let's go and ask."

After getting a general understanding of the situation, Raleigh walked over there without hesitation.

"Don't worry. It's better for me to inquire about the news, and you can help me out. If there is a problem, just give me a favor."

Just about to leave, Avanti showed his own initiative. He didn't seem to intend to wait in place while the players were running around like a real NPC.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

Wouldn't it be nice if professionals volunteered to help?Raleigh, who has just arrived, naturally has no reason to snatch a job, right?

………In the process of gathering information………

While waiting under the small awning in the mercenary camp, let's talk about the "substitute".

After all, when it comes to robbers, Raleigh must feel that he is the type who can get back what the robbers have through negotiation. This will inevitably involve some fighting sooner or later, but I don't know how intense it will be.

But today, the player he played was the Hanged Man, a tarot stand-in with high strength.Its appearance is a weird figure like a mummy, a rare humanoid stand-in that does not have mechanized characteristics, and in terms of ability, it can attack the enemy from the mirror...

No.

Not so obvious effect. The real body of [The Hanged Man] exists in the form of light, or a substitute for "light".

It can be turned into light to transfer in a straight line between different reflective objects. As long as there are suitable reflective objects around, it can freely run far away.

A guy with very obvious shortcomings, but in terms of usage, there are also many things worth paying attention to.

But the timing is really not right...

Pulling out such a double in the desert, in a vast sea of ​​sand, there are not so many suitable reflective surfaces, and it is a little troublesome to use it-but it is not impossible.

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PS: My neck seems to be twisted, so uncomfortable...

Regarding the fact that all the clothes of Raleigh are all black, Qiqi suddenly discovered it in the middle of writing, and I added it because I thought it was quite fun.

But in every sense, black things are really hot in summer, including hair ()

That's silly, the real benefit of white hair is in this kind of place!

Well, in short, it was just such a sudden little feeling, not the most important thing.I just feel that it's time for Raleigh to get some other colors, so I can use them in the remaining two styles?

Right now, it’s just that the lord’s style already has a standing painting. Speaking of which, I actually prefer the uncolored version. I always feel that when my own artist paints, many details of my own paintings are covered...

And, flag network cloud study abroad activities will start around the 19th, it may be a bit busy at that time, I hope you don't delay the update, see you~

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In Raleigh's personal space, Marco walked into the manufacturing station to confirm the status of the weapons he usually used.

The existence of the combat command room allows the operators to provide some off-site support for Raleigh without having to arrive at the scene. However, after getting familiar with this cooperation mode, they don't have to sit there and wait all the time.

Especially now that the dungeon has just started, and all kinds of information is unknown, there are not many things that can be analyzed. In the open desert, the surrounding map information given by the "doctor's perspective" is also limited.

With the big sniper dog who is better at related management matters guarding over there, Marco can still rest assured to walk around and prepare for other things.

For a type like him who needs to use many kinds of weapons, maintaining weapons is an indispensable daily task...

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Marco stopped wiping his knife.

Someone followed him and also came to the manufacturing station.There are only a few people in this room, and he can clearly judge who is coming, just by his footsteps, which doesn't even require any tactical skills...

"Is there a problem?"

So he turned his head and looked at the doctor standing at the door.

"...Brother Ma."

The girl with short light pink hair, Perlo, still speaks softly, but it doesn't look like her usual weak feeling.

"No...Marco. You are, 'Marco Smith' right? "

"...That's right."

Marco was silent for a few seconds, and replied simply and clearly.Not "Reserve Operator - Melee" or something, but Malco Smith, not emphasizing anything, but the truth.

"..."

Little Pello continued to remain silent, hesitant to speak several times, and then calmed down again, as if there were drastic changes in his heart.

Sure enough?

"so……"

In the end, as if she had made up her mind, she took a few steps towards Marco and asked the question:

"who am I?"

Chapter 638 Wait, wait until I touch up my makeup before doing it!

While waiting for Avanti, Raleigh was deliberately paying attention to the situation in this camp.

Mercenaries and traders walked around, and the two identities were at least difficult to distinguish clearly here. Many people seemed to be "part-time" on both sides at the same time, and everyone was carrying weapons, swords and spears. The styles are slightly different from the common image in Raleigh's impression.

"This place is quite similar to the Sargon area."

Tutu held the kettle and said so.The Sargon in her mouth is a "backward" area on the land of Terra, and it is still in a state of tribal civilization as a whole, with many ethnic groups with great differences.

"It's normal to have similarities. After all, they are all desert civilizations."

Raleigh glanced over the crowd. The people resting here seem to have many ways to pass the time, chatting, drinking, wiping weapons, playing the piano, and some people seem to be playing cards and other recreational activities, such as First impressions are much richer.

Raleigh knows very little about the civilization in the desert area, and he certainly has no chance to get in touch with it in real life. Most of the only impressions he has come from film and television works:

For example, in European and American movies, those traditional nations who always cause trouble for the adventurer protagonist, who have titles such as guardians and guard treasures, always behave brutally and stubbornly——

Of course, he is very clear that this impression is entirely derived from the stereotype of some guys who have nothing to do to dig other people's ancestral graves after being beaten out, and they deserve it.

"...It seems that many people are looking at us. Has the distinctive image attracted attention?"

The gaze cast here makes people feel unfriendly, and Tutu can detect that no matter what their respective identities are, the people here are "a kind of person" in a sense, and they can distinguish those "people" who do not belong to them. outsider".

"Maybe, but it might not be that simple..."

The dialogue is a bit perfunctory, because Raleigh's attention is really elsewhere at this time, and he is thinking about some questions that seem to make the set change suddenly:

'If I do it at this time, how much effort will it take for me to clean up everyone here? ' Raleigh was thinking about it.

That's right, this question is certainly not in line with his personality, nor is it a thought that a serious person should consider. What made him think this way is essentially a confusion about "combat power":

He didn't know the strength of those desert mercenaries around him.From the appearance, these people really don't have any obvious fantasy elements, and they don't have obvious inhuman features. If they are really just ordinary people... it would be a bit unreasonable.

"Captain, can't you just look at their levels?"

"This is where the problem lies."

Raleigh shook his head and explained: "The system doesn't display the levels of these people. This function has been activated since we first entered this world."

Details determine success or failure, and Raleigh noticed the violation of details.Including Avanti who teamed up with him, none of the NPCs in this dungeon had pop-up description text, and the data of presumed level did not appear at all.

On this basis, the doubtful point of "unpublished world view" was added. Raleigh sensed an intrusion of deliberately hiding information, and he had an idea...

"What are you sneaking around about? Go away as soon as possible!"

Just at this time, there was a sudden quarrel not far away. Looking up, Avanti was being pushed and shoved by a group of people, and he himself was trying his best to negotiate.

"Gentlemen, I just want to inquire about the goods lost the day before yesterday for the boss..."

"What's not worth it! Go, go!" "I've been looking at you foreigners, and you're thinking about smuggling treasures from the desert."

"..."

Raleigh raised his eyebrows, grabbed the shovel, got up and left the awning, and strode towards the direction of the quarrel. Tutu consciously called the imitator to follow.

Seeing Raleigh and the others approaching, Avanti quickly pulled back and ran to Raleigh:

"You see, that's why you're hired. Sometimes people don't want to talk."

"...Why did you provoke them? Is there something else you are hiding from me?"