I'm Really A Newcomer

Jiang Mian threw the huge corpse of the Ember Eater from the crystal storage onto the empty solid wood floor in the center of the hunting house.

There was a fatal sword mark on its abdomen, as if someone had killed it with a single blow from here. Since the Ember Eaters have been devouring the burned ashes of the Ember Ruins for many years, the hunting grounds are inevitably shrouded in black mist.

Wang Zhigang was working on the ancient animal models sold in the market when he suddenly found that the vision in front of him began to become a little blurry. He raised the round-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and in the haze, his clear eyes were still filled with blood.

Wang Zhigang was startled. After discovering who the person in front of him was, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly with extreme shock.

Jiang Mian looked at Wang Zhigang calmly and said softly: "Is this the certification? I don't know."

"Yes, yes." Wang Zhigang said quickly, "Please give me the hunting order."

After taking the hunting order from Jiang Mian, he took out an ancient purple carving knife from nowhere. This carving knife looked sharper and more advanced than Alva's.

Wang Zhigang's face became solemn, and he made a knife in mid-air. The knife was like autumn frost.

The words "Jinxu" on the hunting order were annihilated in the mysterious light of the sword. The light red particles gradually dispersed around, and the entire hunting order lost its luster in an instant.

"That's good." Wang Zhigang said as he put the hunting order into the wooden cabinet behind him.

Jiang Mian nodded and turned to leave.

Wang Zhigang stared at Jiang Mian Qingjun's figure, not even noticing that the models on the table were scattered on the floor.

If his guess was correct, such a huge embers-eating beast had reached at least the seventh level, and only two days had passed since the young hunter received the hunting order.

The usual deadline for a hunting order of this level is as high as one to two months. After all, what you usually have to face in Jinxu is not just one ancient beast, but a group of beasts. The hunter needs to hide in the dark and wait for a perfect opportunity, or set a lot of traps, and then wait until the time is right to strike a fatal blow.

But taking into account the time spent on the road, this embers-eating beast almost died in just one encounter.

"Is it just luck?" Wang Zhigang murmured.

Oh shit! That was a seventh-level ancient beast!

Although humans of the same class are stronger than ancient beasts, for such a young seventh-level hunter, has the world outside Xiniland become so outrageous...

However, the price of an adult Ember Eater in the high-end market or the black market can fully meet the food rations of an ordinary family for a year. It seems that this hunter can enjoy his life freely for a while.

Wang Zhigang shook his head and gathered the scattered parts, but Jiang Mian took another unclaimed hunting order from the wall.

The simple hunting order is engraved with the words "Land of Illusion", with a faint blue halo exuding between the lines.

Wang Zhigang took over the job of receptionist at the hunting lodge from his master after serving as an apprentice for twenty years.

He heard from his master that there was a raging beast tide that destroyed the world a few decades ago in Xiniland. The older generation of hunters were almost killed and injured. To this day, the trauma caused by the beast tide has not been completely erased. flat.

Even if the destroyed villages are rebuilt and the lost population is replenished, some things cannot be filled.

Since then, the spirit of the entire hunter community has become depressed. In more than twenty years, Wang Zhigang has seen all kinds of hunters, and too many people live in the shadow of that beast tide.

They will pick up some low-level hunting orders and then muddle along in a drunken manner.

Hunters no longer take risks and then no longer die.

Of course, there are exceptions. In the end, the hunter died alone in that illusory land.

These people seemed to be right, and soon the number of hunters made up for the vacancy of death, and as a receptionist who was safe and sound in the hunting house, it seemed that he was not qualified to tell them what to do.

He just had some regrets.

Hunter, Jiuchuan's original and glorious profession, seems to be covered with a thick layer of dust.

A hunter who has lost his original intention seems to be just a butcher.

Although many hunters moved to the Blood Forest a few years ago under Akalina's iron-blooded hand, Gana has truly become a nursing home for retired hunters and a high-end reception center for hunters who have just stepped into the high-level threshold.

Jiang Mian did not leave, he carefully looked at the wall in front of him.

"It turns out I was just taking a look..." Wang Zhigang shook his head in relief.

However, Jiang Mian's next actions made him feel as if his twenty-year apprenticeship at the hunting station had been in vain.

"It seems that the efficiency is a bit slow..."

After thinking carefully, Jiang Mian searched all the hunting orders on the wall piece by piece.

"..."

After clearing the place, Jiang Mian turned around and left, leaving behind only a desolate figure and, of course, an empty wall.

Wang Zhigang did not stop him, because within a few minutes he was immersed in turbulent emotions.

"Fuck, this hunting order can't be wholesaled!"

In a panic, Wang Zhigang jumped over the long table and ran out of the hunting house in a hurry.

Outside the hunting lodge, Gana is peaceful and calm, with a meandering clear stream flowing beside a flowery lawn.

The whole world was bright, but there was no trace of Jiang Mian anywhere.