A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

She has nothing to be ashamed of admitting that she is illiterate. After all, this is the norm, and those who are literate are the minority.

"I can do it, you can call it whatever you want." The white-haired woman thought that they would part ways after the deal was over anyway, so calling this kind of thing can be used for the time being.

But even though she thinks so, maybe she is still a little concerned about having a name that is unique to her, or maybe she simply feels that if she can take advantage of this opportunity to get a name for free, she will not get one for free. , it seemed that she had lost something due to rounding, so she changed her question and asked:

"By the way, are you literate?"

"Huh? I am literate, but it may not be in the same language as yours."

"Not a category? Forget it, since you can read, how about you help me think of a more normal name."

"You misunderstood. When I said a title, I didn't mean to give a name. I shouldn't be the one to come up with names. They are precious things that belong to you." Yabu knew that names are very important to a person. It is very important and precious, and this kind of thing should still be done by important people like the other person or his family.

"The titles I'm talking about are just how each other calls each other. It's a code name. For example, for example, Potato, I am Sweet Potato, I am Sweet Potato, etc."

"You should keep that kind of thing for yourself. No, even if you want to use it, don't call yourself that in front of me. For a ghost to call itself potato or sweet potato, it sounds so childish that it makes my scalp tingle."

"So it's just an example. But what you said, a ghost, seems to be a pretty good name, so I'll just call it ghost."

"You are really random."

"It's a code name anyway, as long as it works."

"Really? Then I'll just call the mercenary." After the mercenary said it, he deliberately imitated Yabu and said, "Anyway, it's fine if it works."

Perhaps due to the influence of the environment, her words naturally contained a hint of aggression and malice. However, since the other party's face did not have much expression, it was somewhat unclear whether the other party was joking or really repelling her.

"It's weird, they don't seem to see you."

"Ok?"

"Have you seen those two people over there, a man and a woman? I'm going to go to them." As the mercenary said, he took the stone he picked up before and threw it away in the distance. Go over and say, "That man didn't look at you. He doesn't seem to be able to see you. Why don't you go to the open area over there and jump around a few times?"

"...am I going to get shot."

"You are a ghost. Why are you afraid of guns?" The mercenary listened to these words as if a fish would drown in the water, and his expression twisted together. "Besides, don't you have the ability to protect me? You protect me." Can't you protect yourself? How far can you protect yourself?"

"Probably any physical attack can be blocked."

"Any physical level...what does it mean?" The mercenary, who had never heard of this term and had a little bit of education in the desert, was not surprised when he heard this, but asked about it. The ghost is saying something.

"Probably, swords, guns, swords and halberds can be prevented from exploding at low temperatures and the like."

"Oh no, what are you afraid of? Go and dance a few times in front of him. If he really can't see you, it will be much easier for me to join them." The mercenary pushed Yabu, although his hand was directly It passed through Yabu's body, but Yabu still obeyed and floated to a conspicuous position, and swaggeringly waved to the two people in the distance.

"Ah?" While observing the situation, the mercenary threw a stone in the direction of the two people again, "...can't you really see it?"

so smart?Is this thing completely impossible to see?

Aren't you the one who helped me so powerfully and offered such a low price to experience life?

Perhaps generally speaking, a person cannot be seen and sensed by others at all, and even an entity cannot touch things. This is definitely a flaw, but everything depends on the environment.

Putting this kind of physique in a place where he could die at any time can be regarded as a blessing.

There's gunfire outside, just lie down wherever you can and don't worry about anything.

When I think about it, this person seems to have said that he has the ability to protect the physical level... Or even if he doesn't have the ability to protect that I haven't seen yet, it would be very useful to simply throw him out and have a look. of.

The mercenary looked in disbelief at the ghost that floated straight back from the open space, but no one paid attention to him at all. He suddenly felt that he had made a big mistake this time.

This is a good thing...

"What is that, ghost." The mercenary looked at Yabu who came back to him, and spoke a little more politely, "You see we have such a tacit understanding and are so destined, are you willing to renew the contract? , long-term cooperation with me or something? Let’s discuss the price.”

"...?"

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*'Could it be that the way for people from other worlds to judge whether there is a tacit understanding is to have someone go out and pull the cord? '

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Chapter 70 The old ghost gave me a lot of gold coins

Unable to be seen or touched, the mercenary even asked the ghost to run further away and shouted a few times into the distance, only to find that even his voice could not be heard by others.

This good thing... I have to find a way to get my hands on it.

This is a lossless field of view tool. In this environment, there are two completely different gaming experiences with and without real eyes.

The inner desire for the real eye made the mercenary try to discuss it with Yabu while he was on his way. In the end, under the friendship and fate of pulling the gun, Yabu agreed to the mercenary's request.

The price he demanded to pay, while making the mercenary feel very strange, was surprisingly reasonable.

"Because I have lost my memory, I need to know more about the world, right?"

"Ah."

"I understand, I understand, you see, I just said that we have a good understanding."

He hoped to learn the knowledge here, not the killing skills that the mercenary was good at, but the words and stories written in the books.

"But I really don't have anything like books now." The mercenary carefully checked her memory. It seems that she has never found any book-type trophies, or even if she did, she might have ignored and forgotten them on the spot. "Can I give it to you later?"

"No problem, I'm not in a hurry."

"Well...that's good. After all, things are quite rare and not easy to get. But when you see them, I'll help you keep an eye on them."

Not worth the money anyway.

He did not say that the thing was worthless during the transaction, but specifically emphasized that it was not easy to obtain and rare, which was considered a mercenary's thought.

Generally speaking, when you hear that the quantity is low, you may think that it is rare and precious, but in fact, scarcity does not mean that the value must be high. This kind of thing is simply rare and not valuable.

After all, for people like them, that kind of thing can't be used to kill people. With so little space on their body, carrying a book is not as practical as carrying a knife.

However, since the ghost wanted it, she was still willing to pay attention to it. After all, the ghost's value in the eyes of the mercenary was worth sacrificing some of her body space to help him bring a book.

"Thank you, let me pay first."

"Payment?" The mercenary turned her attention to Yabu for a moment. She wanted to see what the other party meant by payment.

"Well, in order to ensure that you can complete the transaction safely, I will leave some protection measures for you first."

He said it was to complete the transaction safely, but in fact, Yabu just wanted to use this to help the other party reasonably. He pointed to the exposed black crystals on the other party's body that he had long felt, and asked: "But just to be on the safe side, Let me ask first, what are those black stones on your skin, tell me about them?"

"Origin Stone, you don't even know this? You lack too much memory." The mercenary was a little surprised that the ghost asked about something as close to common sense as Origin Stone, "But why do you ask this?" ?”

"I seem to be able to store a little bit of my power in it. Can you try to use it directly?"

"......what?"

The mercenary knew that the infected could cast spells without a staff. She had also heard that some places seemed to use the infected as a staff to cast the Source Stone memory, but the Source Stone directly on the infected person Storing Origin Stone skills for infected people to use themselves, this kind of thing...

"Then you can save one for me to see?" The mercenary wanted to see what this rare thing was about, so he showed the Origin Stone on his arm for the other party to try, "How long will it take?"

"It will only take a while. If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me as soon as possible and I will treat you immediately."

"Do you still have the ability to heal?" Although the mercenary's tone was questioning, she didn't know if she had already tasted too many of the other party's abnormalities, so she didn't feel too surprised or shocked by it, "Okay, I Got it, just do it."

In comparison, she was more curious about the ability that the other party mentioned to store the memory of the Origin Stone. After all, she remembered what Yabu had just explained about the so-called "can block any physical level". If it was really possible, That is undoubtedly another useful trump card.

The time it took was indeed only a short moment, maybe ten seconds. In the eyes of the mercenary, Yabu just flipped the heart shape on his chest to its normal position and turned green, and then put his hand on the exposed source as if caressing it. Ishigami stayed briefly for a few seconds, then took her hand back. If she hadn't felt something extra in her body, she might have thought the other person was playing tricks on her just by looking at his movements.

There was no pain or discomfort at all as she expected. On the contrary, she could feel that just as the ghost said, she could use something by herself.

And as she expressed the idea of ​​release as freely as if she were controlling her arm, something like a green barrier was released in front of the mercenary at the expected position and size.

"...Hey, not bad, I kind of like it." The mercenary could feel that releasing this thing did not put any burden on his body, and he even felt a little relaxed.

Although this thing that can be released easily looks as thin as a cicada, as a mercenary who releases this barrier, she can feel that this thing is definitely stronger than it looks. At least for now, she has not thought of any way to do it. Break it.

"You know a lot, you are very powerful, Ghost." The mercenary put away the barrier. While walking, he turned his head and looked at the cloth up and down, and at the same time, he deliberately praised it in a tone like he was looking at the treasury. stand up.

"Can you please stop talking like you're ready to use me to blow gold coins..."

"I'm complimenting you this time."

"Thank you."

"I lied to you."

"Oh......"

It was obvious that the other party was someone who could joke around, so the mercenary gradually became more relaxed in what he said to the ghost, and became more skillful in making cakes for the other party.

"Very good. After I finish this matter, I will help you find the books and other things you want as soon as possible."

"Well, thank you... Oh, by the way, if possible, can you first help me find a book that can be used to learn how to read?" In case the mercenary doesn't understand why such a book is needed, Yan Bu Then he explained: "After all, I'm not sure if I know the characters here, so it's better to start learning from literacy."

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*Yabu wanted books to read, but not for himself.

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Chapter 71w

The mercenary felt a little confused. She couldn't understand what the ghost was trying to do.

No matter how you look at the things the other party gave her, they were enough to find many mercenaries more valuable than her to work for him, but what he asked for was only a few books.

If word of this deal spreads, colleagues will probably laugh at it as a retarded thing. If my recent self hears the content of this deal in advance, I will probably be scolded by my past self for being too sleepy and talking in my sleep. Leave it to your dreams.

Even the mercenary who first brought the ghost over did so with the mentality of trading rather than asking for help. Or to be more precise, in her opinion, asking for help requires a price, and asking for help is just a matter of money. It is equal to a transaction, and the transaction content proposed by the other party at the beginning is indeed within the understandable range.

But when the other party gradually gave her things bit by bit, the mercenary began to find that the transaction seemed to be somewhat out of the scope of understanding. What the other party asked for was always just the true or false science popularization that she said, and the unknown It was only a few books that he could have. Compared with what he gave, the other party seemed to only get something symbolic.

The transaction that was previously regarded as a mentally retarded scam has become a reality. When the pie really falls in the sky, few people dare to pick it up and eat it immediately.

But mercenaries are ordinary people, she doesn't care about this. Anyway, the other party really put the food to his mouth, and he eats and eats. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he can't say how long he can survive. It's possible. Who cares if you starve to death?

The emotion of hesitation is reserved for those who have choices, but the mercenary who has nothing has no worries of being rich.

"Literacy books? There are even fewer of them. You may not be able to find them."

The mercenary didn't play any tricks this time. There were indeed very few literacy books. After all, the fact that someone would bring a book was a small probability event. If he even brought a literacy book with him, it would be almost non-existent.

After all, reality is not like spawning monsters in the game. Although the props may be relatively rare, at least they have a probability of dropping and it is clear which monsters will drop. However, reality is sometimes not as logical as in the game. If you don’t have it, you don’t have it, and you can’t spawn it repeatedly. .

"It's okay, don't be in a hurry, take your time. Just help me look for it when you are free."

"Ah, no problem." The mercenary threw another stone in the direction of the two people in the distance. While he promised Yabu seriously, he had another idea in his heart.

Although it was indeed in my mouth, when I stuffed it into my mouth, I still couldn't help but wonder why.

Could it be that... this person is a fool who has all the good things in his life but has never experienced beatings and living in a greenhouse?

When trading, you always think about the other party. You are really not afraid of being eaten up and wiped clean. Once it is worn out and useless, you will just throw it away.

However, the mercenary did not intend to remind the other party. After all, he could make a profit now, so why would he do something that would cause him harm?I don’t know how long it will take to meet someone who lacks experience but is very useful and easy to deceive.

However, maybe the other person is not a fool, maybe he understands everything, he is just...

what's going on?

The mercenary couldn't remember it. She hadn't seen that kind of thing for so long that she had forgotten what it was called.

"I don't quite understand, why do you keep throwing stones in that person's direction?" Yabu looked at the mercenary who was throwing stones for the third time, but he didn't see any pattern between them. It can be said.

"Show sincerity." The mercenary pointed at the two people in the distance, specifically the male among the two, "He has three flaws, or maybe more, but no matter what, they should be He did it on purpose. If nothing else, he would have discovered me a long time ago. This was to test my attitude."

"Oh...so this is a way for the other party to judge whether you can join them as a mercenary, something similar to a test, right?"

"You understand quickly."

The opponent's head is very valuable. If a flaw is to be found so easily, he will probably die somewhere when it is not valuable. If you think that the other party will be prone to flaw and attack directly, it is a bit too naive. , the kind of people who jump in when they see a flaw are the people who can open a new file if they fail the test.

Throwing stones, in the final analysis, is a statement, which means that I can see your flaws. To remind you that I saw it but I did not attack you, it means that I have no intention of attacking.

"They've almost stopped. Now it's time for me to go up and try." The mercenary placed the two things he had just picked up in conspicuous places on his body.

"Let me tell you in advance what I will do later. I won't be able to talk to you later, otherwise they will think I am informing someone."

"Ah."

"That man has noticed me a long time ago. He was just testing me, so you don't have to worry about it. Just focus on the woman. That woman didn't notice me. She probably isn't very good at it. She might regard me as an enemy. Suddenly To launch an attack, just help me keep an eye on her."

"Understood, no problem." Yabu nodded, put away the gesture he had when chatting with the other party, and put on a serious posture to show the mercenary that he was listening carefully, and the heart in his chest turned green.

Although he didn't understand what the green color meant, the mercenary and the mercenary felt a little more relaxed when he saw the ghost next to him ready to go.

...No, why should I feel relaxed?