The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Alok almost jumped up in fright.

His psychological shadow is so great that anything connected with that Laozi Temple can scare him into jumping up.

No, no, no, Repton is dead.

This shadow is much smaller than that of Lapton.

This assassin is only level one and hasn't been upgraded yet.

In this way, Repton is at least level two.

Calm down your emotions and look around. No one noticed anything unusual about you.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

A shadow, an assassin.

Repton is at least a level two assassin. Alok nodded secretly in his mind.

The occupation and level can be judged by the size, brightness, and color of other people's stars.

This is really a useful golden finger.

It's just that the things I see are all images, and it requires additional knowledge to understand them. This isn't straightforward enough.

To be more direct, wouldn't it be over if you make me invincible?

Hahaha~

Stopping his fantasy, Elok continued to look around with astral vision.

Mr. 'Judgment' directly above is emitting a bright white light, like electric welding. Elok didn't dare to look, for fear of blinding his eyes.

Oh, sorry. Blind your own will body.

This needs to be at least level 3. Otherwise, why would it be so bright?

Directly opposite, Mr. Warrior. It exudes bright white mixed with golden light. But the gold color is obviously less.

The warrior's light is white and gold.

Assassins are shadows.

The witch has a white base with colorful elements floating around.

Pirate is a soft white.

Historians are...

It seems that I have never seen the color of my father. Can't you see it? No way.

Continuing to look around, sitting under Mr. ‘Judgment’ is a star with a mixture of green and white light.

The last thing that came in and sat under Elok was a brilliant star with colorful light, like the lights of a nightclub, it was really beautiful.

This guy shouldn't be doing 857 every day.

Thinking of his own bad taste, Alok almost couldn't hold back his smile. But he has good extraordinary qualities. I had to hold it back,

As if he had been trained.

Sitting next to Mr. Warrior's right side is a blue and white star.

Alok was familiar with it, and so was Roger.

After looking around, Elok turned off his astral vision.

The assassin waited for a long time but no one spoke. I also know there is no hope. He finally looked at the witch Miss Ill to see if the rich witch could bring him the last hope.

After waiting for a long time, no one spoke, and the last hope was shattered.

At this moment, the man with blue and white stars that Airok had last noticed asked:

"I need the wind blade skill."

Don't know what profession, but Roger does. It's definitely not him. And Roger is a bird now.

Probably won't come here.

Seeing that just like Fang just now, no one answered.

He also sat there angrily. The expectation in his tone was gone.

Suddenly, the petite woman at the top spoke and made a weak voice:

"Well, I have Wind Blade. I want to change it to the first level skill of Life Priest. Anything will do."

ha? whatever?

Extraordinary beings without any skills really exist. OMG.

This is truly extraordinary.

El and Alok looked there in tacit understanding at the same time.

White and green, pastor of life. Elok wrote it down silently.

Hearing the petite priest at the top speak, the man who was really featureless. The man sitting next to the soldier had excitement in his tone, and he stroked his hand in mid-air and said:

"Really? I don't have the skills of a life priest, but I can show you a way. I can buy that skill with money, just give me a discount."

At this time, I suddenly heard El said coldly:

"Don't bully newbies. Sailor. It's not a secret."

Mr. ‘Judgment’ directly above also said:

"Miss Witch is right. It's not a secret."

He looked at the life pastor lady and said in a fair tone:

"You can go to the Temple of Life to find the priests there. They are willing to help humans who want to become life priests. Get knowledge in the life priest field for free. But there is a prerequisite."

He paused and continued:

"Sincerely believe in life and praise life."

Does the Hutt Empire still have a temple to the goddess of life? I thought there was only the Temple of Order.

Resisting the urge to shrug, Alok saw the priest lady above her nodding, her wide hood completely covering his face.

But Alok still heard sincere gratitude in her tone. She nodded vigorously to El and ‘Judgment’ and said gratefully:

"Thanks!"

Then she extended a finger and continued:

"Then I'll sell it to you. 100 gold coins."

Mr. Judgment directly above interrupted her:

"Miss Priest, although I can tell you the news, I must keep the rules. Knowledge in the field of meteorologists is not precious. This skill can only be sold for 40 gold coins."

After being slightly stunned, she said in the same soft tone:

"Sorry. Then it's 40 gold coins."

"A very fair price." 'Judgment' nodded.

Blue and white, meteorologist.

Sure enough, what you see with astral vision are images that require additional knowledge to interpret.

Continue the previous session and complete the transaction. No one spoke anymore.

Ten seconds later, El's cold voice came out again.

"I need a witch's divination."

What awaited her was silence.

She continued:

"200 gold coins."

Everyone took a breath of cold air, shocked by the behavior of this rich woman.

A normal level one skill is about 40 to 80 gold coins. No more premium will be more than twice.

Sure enough, witch is a costly profession.

After waiting for a long time, Yi Er saw that no one answered, and had given up hope.

But he heard the assassin sitting behind the left side of the table say in his hoarse voice:

"I don't know what the skill spell of divination is, but I know a clue. You can try it."

Yi Er looked at him calmly.

The same cold voice came out:

"How much."

He smiled grimly and said:

"It depends on your mood."

This is often the most expensive, and it is priceless depending on your mood. If you give less, you are afraid that he will cheat you, and if you give more, you are afraid that you will lose money.

Silence for a few seconds, seemingly thinking for a while. Il's voice came out again:

"50."

"Deal." His tone changed a little, a little anxious, as if he didn't think Miss Witch was so generous. After all, it was just a clue, and he didn't know if it would be useful.

Then he looked up and said, "Please give me a piece of paper."

After that, a piece of paper and a feather pen magically floated towards him, and finally landed accurately in front of him. The pen was already in his hand.

The feather pen was already stained with enough ink, and then he wrote a few lines on the paper.

Finally, he folded the paper in half. Nodding, the paper and the pen floated up again.

The paper floated in front of the "Judgment", and he immediately stretched out his right hand.

Without chanting a spell, he nodded slightly after a few seconds. Throw the paper to Il. It floated in front of her.

Take one of the two money bags given by Mr. Warrior just now, tie its mouth. Throw it to Mr. Assassin.

After completing a deal, there was silence for half a minute without anyone answering.

A majestic voice came from above:

"Start the next stage."

Silence continued for half a minute.

"No one has a commission. The party is over."

Then he stood up and looked at Alok and said:

"The newcomer goes first. Then the witch lady. The pastor goes last."

Is this to take care of me? Or does he know that I and I are together?

Is it too obvious that I came with Ir?

I didn't think too much.

Without stopping, Alok stood up directly. He walked the way he came.

He walked out of the door of the bar room. He saw the waiter just now.

His black dress looked a little messy, and the white gloves on his hands were stained with some stains.

He was entangled with a drunkard who was trying to break into the room where Alok had just gathered.

In the end, the drunkard was gently invited by the waiter to the opposite room for tea.

There was a banging sound inside.

Alok nodded slightly to indicate, and the waiter bowed slightly.

He walked the way he came. And stood in the shadow of the door waiting for Ir.

Five minutes later, Ir came out of the room. Without stopping, he walked towards Alok.

The two returned silently along the original route.

Until they passed Alok's door and came to the original changing room.

The voice turned back to the light female voice, but it was still a little cold. Ir said:

"Wait for me here in the future, oh no, in that tunnel room. You have to open the door and come over."

Nodding slightly, Alok replied:

"Okay. What are we going to do next?"

She looked at Alok, her tone became a little light, with obvious excitement, and said:

"Go find someone."

"What person? The clue just now?" Alok asked puzzledly.

"Yes, a ghost."