I'm Really A Newcomer

The hunting house in the center of the town was not as grand as Jiang Mian imagined, and it was not like Yunlan or the glazed hall in the Yue Clan.

But it's not that casual. It's a bit like a simplified version of a shrine. There are extinguished torches standing on both sides of the sanctuary, and a huge weathered bone sword is half-slanted into the ashes of the stone altar.

Meng A Niu seems to be very famous here. Along the way, Jiang Mian heard the residents of the small town call him "Brother A Niu".

A handful of hunters picked out a new round of hunting orders with weapons in hand. It seemed that because of the blood stains on their clothes that could not be washed away, there was a lingering smell of blood on their bodies.

The only receptionist at the hunting lodge was recording something on parchment behind the long table.

"That is the receptionist at the hunting lodge, her name is Alva." Meng Aniu introduced.

"Alva?" Jiang Mian repeated the girl's somewhat special name.

"Brother A Niu?" Alva raised her head in surprise, allowing Jiang Mian to see her face clearly.

Alva's facial contours are very deep, like a mixture of Europeans and Asians in this world.

Her skin is very white, her amber pupils are shining with a faint mist, and there is a circle of cute freckles on the bridge of her nose.

Alva tied up the ends of her brown hair, and tied a colorful butterfly silk scarf on her white wrist.

"Are you bringing new people to register again?" Alva asked.

"Hahaha, yes." Meng Aniu sat down on the long table casually, as if he were at home.

"Sir, please show me your identity." Alva said softly, her tone was very comfortable.

Jiang Mian placed the documents that had been forged in advance on the table. After Alva confirmed the anti-counterfeiting mark, she looked at the ordinary-looking young man curiously. After all, deep-sea people were not common in Xiniland.

However, in the current tense situation in Jiuchuan, the probability of a neutral Deep Sea person causing trouble is much smaller than that of people from other countries.

"The next step is to measure your strength." Alva said softly.

She took out a gray-white animal bone from the cabinet behind her and placed it on the long table and said: "This is a special second-level animal bone. Please use your weapon to slash at this animal bone. If the animal bone causes even With just a hint of deformation, you will be successfully certified as a second-level hunter."

"Excuse me……"

"Huh?" Alva raised her head curiously.

"Is the level too high?" Meng A Niu asked with concern.

"No." Jiang Mian shook his head.

"Please give me a sixth-level animal bone." Jiang Mian said softly.

His tone was calm, but the heat wave flowing in the air of the hunting ground froze for an instant, and the hunters who selected hunting orders turned back one after another, with surprise and doubt in their dark eyes.

"Are you kidding me?" Meng A Niu jumped down from the long table in surprise.

Alva looked at Jiang Mian's face that was neither sad nor happy and felt at a loss for a moment.

She had just seen Jiang Mian's ID. The young man in front of her was only in his early twenties, but he was already...sixth level?

How can it be? Level 6 hunters can even obtain Gana’s residence permit!

The girl's face showed undisguised shock, but Meng A Niu seemed a little silent at the moment.

Jiang Mian's eyes were so magnificent that he could not imagine that such a person would tell such an unreliable lie.

But such a young sixth-level hunter is really a bit outrageous, so outrageous that he, who is known as a once-in-a-century genius, feels a little ashamed of himself at this moment.

"Alva, just do as he says." Meng Aniu said tremblingly.

In fact, he always knew that he was not a real genius.

When he was young, Meng Aniu liked to go to the beach of the Rose Coast to be in a daze, because there was a red-haired brother who lived in his own home. He would swim on the Rose Coast in the evening and stare at the other side of the Rose Sea in deep trance. .

Although Meng Aniu was very ignorant at that time, he knew that the big brother named Ye Zi was very good-looking, as beautiful as Jana's radiant pearls.

But the leaves soon disappeared deep in the forests of Xiniland, because real geniuses cannot stop. They are like steep and winding mountains, like holy sacred deer in the forest, like the clear moon among the clouds. .

Meng Aniu could only desperately chase, look up, and recall their gradually blurred figures, and then slumped into comforting himself in the same praise all around.

After coming back to her senses, Alva opened the small door of the long table and walked straight out of the hunting house.

The girl caressed the bone sword that had been there for who knows how many years and murmured in a low voice: "There really are no animal bones beyond the fifth level in Green Town... but this badly weathered bone sword is made from the seventh level Tiger King's leg bone. Made of it, even now it has level six hardness. If you can really leave traces on him, then the hunting station can also certify your identity as a level six hunter."

The crowd of people watching at the hunting house gradually grew, and the crowds of onlookers who were rubbing shoulders were talking about it. The news that a young man wanted to cut the bone sword in front of the hunting house swept through the entire Green Town like the wind.

"real or fake?"

"Watch this kid bragging... If he is really a sixth-level man, I will clean up the cow dung in your house today with my mouth."

The noise among the bustling crowd was intertwined like a spider web, but the hunters were all silent and lowered their eyes.

"Let's get started." Alva said softly, and then she and Meng Aniu retreated to a distance.

Jiang Mian raised his head and glanced at the light and distant clouds, and a lonely red maple passed over his head.

The autumn mood dyed in the forest lingered on Mo Xie's sword, and the unbearable heat condensed into white dew, and then turned into a pool of water that melted into the soil.

The ground is full of poetry-like bonuses.

Ever since Jiang Mian first climbed to the top of Pingming Pavilion...

Envy, jealousy, slander, reverence... Jiang Mian has heard too much over the years.

Jiang Mian had not completely transformed into Xin Qiji, so he rubbed the thick calluses on his left fingertips.

Jiang Mian was extremely grateful for the ability he had gained, but he was the only one in the world who could fully utilize this ability.

Jiang Mian does not deny his talent, because he knows that talent determines that he is much higher than ordinary people. But now that he has reached this point, there is no need to tell you all his past efforts and sufferings in a pretentious manner.

"Just keep looking up." Jiang Mian said softly.

Under the splendid sword light, the bone sword that had stood for many years instantly turned into dust all over the sky, under everyone's jaw-dropping gaze.