My system comes with a chat group?

Take some extermination missions on the way and continue to level up. When the level reaches 50, most of the main skills of the second job can be selected.

Chapter 8: The Brave Man of the South

The sky in this era does not belong to humans, but to the demons. Flying is like eating and drinking to the demons, almost instinctive. But humans do not know flying magic.

Not only that, some things like hot air balloons do not exist in this world. Therefore, the sky is firmly controlled by the demons, and humans can only walk on the ground. Yakumo has seen many demons flying in the air along the way.

Most of the demons were above level 50, which was not something that Yakumo, a level 31 priest, could handle. Not to mention that most of the demons were dispatched in groups of three, making them even harder to deal with.

Therefore, most of the time, Yakumo would fly close to the ground to speed up his journey. If he came across a village or something like that on the way, he would also go to see if there were any commissions he could accept. If it was a commission to kill monsters, the system would generally give more experience.

[Yakumo: The demons have too much of an advantage over humans, and I'm heading south!]

【Shu: The more times like this, the more you should not be impatient. You can see the other person's, um, that's called level, right? It means that the gap between you and the other person is very small.】

[Funina: Yes, yes, you said that you can learn other magic, and many things can be turned into skills. This shows that your potential is much greater than theirs! ]

[Eri:...You guys are all trying to comfort him, I don't know if I should say anything... Never mind, seeing how dangerous you are, I'll just let you go this time. I'm just pitiful, not because I'm soft-hearted!]

Yes, yes... you are a tsundere. As the level increases, Yakumo also unlocks the game live broadcast function, which is equivalent to group live broadcast. Of course, this function is universal in the group, so everyone can actually live broadcast.

With this function, everyone couldn't wait to start broadcasting one by one, and confirmed with each other that the other party was indeed not the master of their own world. Especially for Shu, the mobile city can be said to have shocked the remaining two members.

[Yakumo: I'm not depressed, but I don't know where to go next. I still don't understand which world I have traveled to, and I don't know what my next goal is.]

[Yakumo: Maybe, I'll just randomly add a team of heroes and go north to fight the Demon King...]

[Eri: Is it that difficult?!]

[Yakumo: For example, I traveled to your world, Eriri, but the location is China. Unless I travel to Japan and happen to go to your city and see the private Toyosaki Academy, I can't be sure that it is your world.]

[Yakumo: This is different from Fufu and Shujie. Games always have a big world view, especially games of the other world type, which will have a specific continent name, which is easier to identify.]

[Funina: Yes, Teyvat on my side and Terra on Miss Shu's side are both very distinctive names.]

[Yakumo: Right, and it’s so dangerous here, and I’m not sure if I can send you back. Now I don’t dare to invite you to come and play, I can only take it one step at a time. ]

Yakumo fell to the ground. He had been traveling all morning and was hungry, so he decided to find a place to eat. He was thinking about finding a magic that Eriri and the others could learn, but he hadn't found one yet.

Magic is out of reach for ordinary people. If you want to learn magic, you have to go to a big city, which is also Yakumo's next short-term goal. In addition to looking for magic, Yakumo also bought kitchen utensils and put them in the system backpack, which can be used when eating.

Shu sponsored him with a lot of rice. Perhaps it was the hard bread that Yakumo gave her the first time that made Shu feel that he was always hungry. So every once in a while, Shu would ask him if he had any more rice and vegetables, and if not, she would give him more.

By the way, she also saw the complete story from Yakumo, including what her younger brother Ji was going to do. The result was good, but as for the process, she still wanted to plant Ji in the soil and let it grow again for another year.

Shu's message was sent privately at first, and only after Shu agreed did it get posted to the group for everyone to see. Similarly, Yakumo also sent the light novel and anime of the hit girl to Eriri privately, but this Eriri was not made public.

After watching the movie, Eriri cried at home all night. Her mother, Sayuri Sawamura, was so scared that she thought something bad had happened to Eriri, so she stayed with her and comforted her all night.

As usual, he washed the rice and put it into the pot to steam it. Then he took out the remaining meat and vegetables from his backpack. After thanking Shu for the gift, Yakumo began to prepare today's lunch.

【Yakumo: Is anyone else ready to eat lunch? I'll make some for you. 】

There is a separate life skill column for cooking skills, which does not exist in MapleStory. It may be a change based on this world. After all, it is a "private server", so it is not surprising that anything appears.

[Funina: Well, I, I want one...]

【Shu: Thank you, Yakumo-chan, but I've already eaten. I'm going to go to the fields to have a look later. 】

[Eri: I'm already in class this afternoon, so I'll treat you to Western food next time.]

[Funina: Eh? Then how about... how about I just give up. ]

[Yakumo: One for Fufu. Wait for me for a moment. It will be ready soon. Fufu, you don’t have to be polite to me. We are group members and friends. Since we are friends, we should be open and honest.]

[Yakumo: Eh? Someone is coming over here.]

Yakumo had just finished cutting the vegetables when he noticed someone walking out of the woods.

"Oh? This is really a bit surprising." The man who came was a very tall man with a mustache on his lips. He looked to be in his thirties, with hair on his forehead that was longer than his eyes and all combed to the right.

He was wearing a very long cloak, almost reaching his ankles. Under the cloak were probably two swords. Yakumo could see the hilts of the swords sticking out of the cloak.

"This scene wasn't in the footage I saw. How could an accident happen in this place? And cooking in a place like this, should I say it takes courage or strength?"

The mustache man pinched his chin and thought for a moment, then began to introduce himself: "I am the Hero of the South. I am here to find the great elf magician Fulilian. Do you know where she is?"

"Who?" Yakumo was stunned for a moment. He seemed to hear a very familiar name.

"Flillian... don't many people know about her now? I saw that you would embark on a journey with her after that."

Yakumo quickly searched the keywords in the browser.

[Yakumo: I think I know which world I am in. ]

Chapter 9: Fulilian

The Burial of Frillian, an anime that was updated before Yakumo traveled through time, was said to have very good reviews. Unfortunately, Yakumo didn't watch it. He planned to finish it all at once after it was updated, but he didn't expect to travel through time.

Of course, he had no intention of continuing to watch anime on the system's webpage. Some worlds are interesting only when they are unknown, especially in a world like this where heroes fight demons. The journey may be more important than the result.

Unless it is a place like Arknights where riddlers are everywhere, Yakumo still enjoys the process. In some stories, knowing all the plots in advance is like climbing a mountain and taking a cable car up and down without stopping at the top of the mountain.

Yakumo didn't know this Southern Hero, but he seemed to have such a person in his memory. Yakumo invited him to have lunch together and he didn't refuse, but sat down very naturally.

"You don't seem surprised by what I said?" Yakumo didn't say anything, but the Southern Hero felt strange: "Generally speaking, no matter who hears such words, they will think it's nonsense, right?"

"Maybe it's because I'm well-informed?" Yakumo helped the Southern Hero to serve the meal. "You should have magic similar to Future Vision, right? Oh, Future Vision is the magic of predicting the future. What you said is so certain."

"This is a very novel experience. I didn't expect you to believe and deduce it so easily. So, are you curious about the Fulilian I mentioned?"

"If you want to talk, there's no need for me to ask. But I'm still willing to cooperate with you." Yakumo said this while serving himself some rice.

"Alas, I really don't know whether to say that you are easy to get along with, or that you are too casual." The Southern Hero sighed helplessly: "Buried Fulilian, I saw her finally defeat the Demon King."

"This time, I wanted to try to invite her to go with me. On the way here, I didn't see the scene where I met you. But after seeing you, I saw another future with the same result but a different process."

"Are you an unpredictable variable..." said the Hero of the South.

"I am the approaching storm." Yakumo retorted.

Seeing the puzzled look on the Southern Hero's face, Yakumo laughed dryly: "Will your stay here affect your search for Fulilian? She shouldn't be that easy to find, right?"

"That won't happen. From what I've seen, this great magician likes to stay in one place, right here in this forest." The Hero of the South was also very talkative and shared a lot of information with Yakumo.

"This meal is so delicious that I have never tasted it before. It's a pity to think that it will be the last time I eat it." The Southern Hero helped to clean up the dishes. He didn't know how to use chopsticks, so Yakumo brought him a spoon.

"The last

times? If you want to eat it, I don't mind making it again." Yakumo was confused as to why the other party said that.

The Southern Hero just smiled and didn't answer the question directly: "I'll explain it to her when we meet Fulilian. Maybe, with your words, I can convince her."

The Southern Hero did say so, but Yakumo could clearly sense that he actually had no hope for this. After packing up the dishes, Yakumo followed the Southern Hero into the depths of the forest.

Yakumo was surprised by the strength shown by the Southern Hero along the way. He teamed up with the other party and gained a lot of experience. But at this time, he couldn't even use a decent auxiliary skill.

Under such circumstances, none of the monsters along the way could last more than two moves against the Southern Hero. As he gained experience, Yakumo even reached level 35.

"Finally I meet you, Fulilian." The Southern Hero stopped in front of a tree. "I want to invite you to join me in defeating the Demon King and ending this era ruled by the demons."

There was a person squatting in front of the Southern Hero, with his back to him. No, to be more precise, it was an elf, with the most common pointed ears of elves, and long silver hair tied into two ponytails behind his head.

From Yakumo's perspective, he couldn't see the style of her clothes. She was wearing a long cape, which was not the illustration shown in the encyclopedia. Fulilian rejected the invitation of the Southern Hero without even looking back.

"I refuse. I can't defeat the Demon King." said Fulilian.

"Hmm... As expected, it's not working..." The Southern Hero pinched his chin with his index finger and thumb, not showing any surprise: "As expected, I still don't have the ability to convince you."

"You say that as if you already knew I would reject you." At this time, Fulilian turned around, revealing her pretty face.

"In fact, I do know..." The Southern Hero chuckled. He stood beside Fulilian and looked at her sideways. After a moment, he continued, "...It shouldn't be a problem if I tell you."

"Really? There are other people here." Fulilian observed Yakumo obscurely, but could not see any trace of magic. Was he a follower? Or a porter?

"It doesn't matter, because he will be your companion in the future. And it just so happens that this is related to my magic. Even if I tell you, you probably won't tell anyone else. Besides, he guessed it the first time he saw me."

The words of the Southern Hero made Fulilian look at Yakumo again. No, I still couldn't see anything. Fulilian wondered for a moment if she had stayed in the forest for too long, causing her perception to deteriorate.

"I can see the future. This magic makes me the strongest human being." The Southern Hero did not keep the secret any longer and said directly: "One year from now, I will be on the northern plateau and be conquered by the omniscient Shulahat and the Seven Collapse Sages..."

“The siege resulted in loss of life.”

"Huh?!" Yakumo looked at the Southern Hero in disbelief. Normally, when predicting the future is used on oneself, it will be greatly affected. Can the Southern Hero see his own death directly?

Moreover, facing such an outcome, the other party could actually say it so calmly, without even the slightest bit of being frustrated by the outcome?

Defeating the Demon King is truly a "great cause" in this world. If the Southern Hero is truly the strongest human being, wouldn't he feel unwilling to die in this way?

"I will die on the road to the crusade. Even with you by my side, the result will not change at all." The Southern Hero said this and even smiled: "But soon, a young hero will come to you."

"I feel a little unwilling that he is the one who saves the world." The Southern Hero said this, but the smile on his face remained.

Chapter 10: Hymn to Humanity

"You will embark on the journey with those young people and defeat the Demon King." The Southern Brave Man's tone was very firm. He had already seen this scene.

"I don't think this will happen." For some reason, Fulilian kept denying the possibility of this happening and even turned her head back.

"When you meet him, you will understand. He will change your life." The Southern Hero said, and turned around: "I am almost ready to leave. I ask you to take care of this friend for a while. He will be a good companion."

"I don't know how to take care of people." Fulilian didn't even look at him. At this time, she had no interest in humans. She was only interested in magic. As for taking care of children, sorry, she would leave them to starve to death.

"No, he will take care of you. Moreover, he has completely different magic. Aren't you curious?" The Hero of the South seemed to know Frellian's preferences very well. He only said one sentence and Frellian immediately became interested.

"Completely different magic? I'm a magician who has lived for more than a thousand years. Completely different magic, do you really understand what this sentence means? Moreover, there is no magical fluctuation at all from this person."

No mana fluctuations? Yakumo found it a little unbelievable. He had MP, which was the mana value in the game. How could there be no mana fluctuations? Could it be because...?

Yakumo thought about it for a while and suddenly guessed a possibility. He took the initiative to release the magic shield, which deducted some of his MP, and then waited for a moment. The strong power brought by the recovery of magic power

The great recovery effect makes the MP increase again.

"Hmm?" Fulilian's expression changed. She did see the fluctuation of magic power on Yakumo just now, but it was only for a moment, very short. After that moment, the whole situation became calm again, and she could not even feel the magic power.

"This is really... interesting." Fulilian looked at Yakumo with interest. It was amazing. How did she do it? She had spent almost her entire life trying to restrain her magic power and reduce its fluctuations.

However, this human in front of him was no more than 30 years old? He actually accomplished what he had spent his entire life doing? Without using magic, he could not see any magic at all.

"How did you do that?" At this moment, Fulilian was really interested in Yakumo. She wanted to learn Yakumo's magic, which was what her teacher asked her to do for her whole life.

"Let's talk about what's going on between you later. Fulilian, I have one more thing I want to ask you." The Hero of the South seemed to be in a hurry. He had turned around completely and just looked back at Fulilian.

"When you meet that young man, tell him a message for me. 'The road ahead of you will be paved by me, the strongest hero of the South, even if I will be buried in the haze of history.'"

When he said this, there was no dissatisfaction on the face of the Southern Hero, but a carefree smile. Yakumo couldn't describe the meaning of that smile, which seemed to be carefree and a little proud.

"Are you really leaving like this?" Yakumo couldn't help but call out to the Southern Hero: "What if what you are about to face is really death, a fate that has already been determined?"

“Maybe we can’t choose our own ending… but we can choose the way to the ending. Or do I look like someone who would complain about himself? Haha, that won’t do.”

"The hymn of humanity is the hymn of courage, and the greatness of humanity is the greatness of courage..." Yakumo suddenly thought of this sentence. He raised his head and looked at the Southern Hero seriously: "I have a question, and I'm not kidding."

"Oh? Then ask me, and I will answer you seriously." The Hero of the South became serious.

"Do you have more than 5 gold coins on you?" Yakumo's words made the Southern Hero's face look very interesting for a moment. He was stunned at first, then confused, and then calmed down.

"Five gold coins? Maybe I'm lucky? I have six gold coins in my hand now. After deducting the travel expenses, there are exactly five left. Do you need me to give them to you?" The Brave Man of the South had already taken out the money.

Yakumo took the gold coin, and the next moment, the gold coin was converted into adventure coins and disappeared from Yakumo's hand. He opened the quick store, clicked to buy a bottle of super potion and gave it to the brave man of the south.

"Before you die, remember to drink this." Yakumo solemnly handed the potion to the Southern Hero: "I'm not sure if this can change your ending. Maybe it can only let you survive for a while, but it will definitely help you."

The Southern Hero looked at the potion in his hand with a look of astonishment. Yakumo and Fulilian didn't know what he saw. All they could see was his softer face and steady voice: "Yes, it is quite helpful."

"Thank you. After meeting you, I have been constantly refreshing my understanding of the future. It's great to be able to come here, and it's great to be able to turn around and see you there."

"Even so, my ending will not change, but I can do much more than before. Even if you do nothing, this bottle of medicine is enough to change the future situation."

"Is that so... I'm relieved then." Yakumo was relieved. He was afraid of wasting the five gold coins from the Southern Hero. This huge sum of money could allow the family to live a stable life for a year and even have some snacks occasionally.

"Thank you again. Perhaps, the story of the Brave Man of the South will not be buried in the haze of history." After the Brave Man of the South said this, he waved to the two of them casually, carefully put the super potion into his arms and left.

"What did you give him?" Fulilian asked calmly while standing next to Yakumo. Even though she was curious, Fulilian still didn't show much expression.

So this is the personality of the elf used as the title?

"A bottle of potion. I thought it could help him avoid his fate." Yakumo looked at the figure of the Southern Hero disappearing into the woods, feeling a little melancholy.

The Southern Hero was too carefree, so carefree that Yakumo simply couldn't understand him. He respected his options and admired his composure. But if he was asked to do it himself, he really couldn't do it.

"Perhaps, this is what a brave man is, and I am just an ordinary person." Yakumo said with some self-mockery.