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Chapter 1 Rotten Fish and Shrimp
[Old Standard Long Sword]

Type: One-Handed Sword
Level: Ordinary (White)
Introduction:

25 gray rats, 12 goblins, and even a bugbear... Man, how can you bear to ask for more from it.

Remarks:

"First! Heart!"

——Qian Tieliu legendary swordsman·Deputy leader of the "Eternal Glory Throne" adventure group·Ti Tusi
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"This should be my golden finger, right?"

Beside the campfire, Xia Nan murmured as he stared at the long sword lying across his knees in front of him.

This is the second day after he traveled to this world.

In her previous life, Xia Nan had not experienced any major turmoil. She came from a well-off family and relied on studying and answering questions to get into a reasonably good university.

After graduation, he followed Da Liu and joined an Internet company, enjoying the blessings of "nine-nine-sixth" and finally taking the position of department head on his thirty-second birthday.

After the celebration party, he was drunk and refused to see his colleagues off. He planned to walk home and let the evening breeze dissipate the alcohol.

Unexpectedly, not long after leaving the hotel, he heard a rapid sound of horns and brakes coming from behind as he was walking on the night road.

Then his vision went dark, he came to this world, and was reborn in the body of an eighteen-year-old young man.

"Alas..."

Sighing silently, Xia Nan was slightly distracted by memories.

The attribute panel floating above the one-handed sword in front of him, which only he could see, also disappeared.

Having inherited all the memories of the boy, he has some understanding of the world he has traveled through.

The good news is that this world is a fantasy world where extraordinary powers actually exist.

Whether it is the memory of the bard who stayed in the village when he was a child and performed several tricks in lieu of meal expenses; or the sight of the stalwart barbarian with a shimmering two-handed ax behind his back when he passed by the tavern not long ago, all can prove this.

But the bad news is that in this life, I am just an ordinary farmer who needs to worry about three meals a day.

Except for the few things I brought over from the modern society of the past, the most knowledge in my mind is "how to cultivate the land with less effort", "which crops should be sown at the corresponding season" and other techniques that have nothing to do with the extraordinary power of this world.

It's not that Xia Nan has any prejudice against this kind of profession that provides the source of life for countless people. In fact, in his previous life, he often imagined that after making enough money, he would move out of the big city, find a place with a good environment, rent a small piece of land, and live a pastoral life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

However, in this world, just a few pieces of thin farmland cannot support a large family at all.

And this is the reason why my predecessor left the village where he grew up and came to the dangerous wilderness.

Xia Nan looked away from the one-handed sword.

Raise your head slightly and look forward.

This is a very simple camp, with no tents and only a few sleeping bags scattered around the campfire.

Several figures of different sizes were scattered around the campfire.

Along with the "crackling" sound of the flame burning, a few whispers could be heard vaguely, and I didn't know what they were saying.

Humans, gnomes, orcs.

Seems to be a classic four-man adventurer party configuration.

But in fact, Xia Nan can say without hesitation that he and others are just a team of rotten fish and shrimps.

The dwarf "Elki", whose race has a lifespan of up to 500 years, has no advantage for him who is only in his early twenties.

His knowledge and experience are not even comparable to those of his predecessor, an eighteen-year-old farmer who faced the land with his back to the sky. With two daggers on his waist, he looked stylish, as if he was an assassin or something like that.

But in fact, Elki is a genuine right-hander. Not to mention holding a knife with his left hand, it is difficult to even hold a fork - Shanan once watched with his own eyes as it took him three full minutes to untie the wristband on his right arm with his left hand.

The only thing that is slightly above ordinary people is probably the cheerful attitude and untimely sense of humor that the other party claims to be inherited from the family.

Half-orc "Ga Gu".

Although he was called a "half-orc", Xia Nan estimated that the orc blood in this guy was only one-thirty-second or even less.

Because the opponent looks almost the same as a normal human except that his canine teeth are slightly pointier and his body is stronger.

But no matter what, it can barely be regarded as a front row - "At least it can give those beasts in the jungle a few more bites", these are the original words of the dwarf Elki.

The last one is also the captain of the "Smelly Fish and Rotten Shrimp" team.

Maji, a human hunter.

Probably the most reliable person in their team.

It is said that he was once a famous hunter in several villages on the western border of the kingdom, but because he offended a certain nobleman, he had to hide his name and flee his hometown.

Elki seems to know something about this.

"Oh, woman." When I mentioned it one time, the other party said.

In short, right-handers, hybrids, hunters and farmers are the entire configuration of their team.

Normally speaking, at least in Xia Nan's knowledge, a standard adventurer team configuration should be a warrior, a priest, a mage, plus an assassin or a ranger.

Dian-within-Dian’s war magic animal husbandry.

But this is undoubtedly a luxury for the team.

Not to mention the few spellcasters, there is not even a single low-level professional in their team.

Even the most experienced hunter "Maji" is still a long way from becoming a "Ranger" and obtaining his first professional level.

To a certain extent, calling their team the "Adventurer Team" is a complete compliment to Xia Nan and others.

Of course, it does not mean that there are no professionals in this world.

It’s just that the employment conditions for each profession are relatively harsh. Unless you are very lucky or have a strong family background, ordinary people will not be able to reach that level in their lifetime.

After all, the bounty for just one goblin is three silver and seven copper coins - that's almost two days' compensation for the porter on the dock!
High risk and high reward are the consensus of all intelligent creatures in this world for "adventurers".

And this is exactly why the Bad Fish and Rotten Shrimp Team came here.

"It's still half a day's journey from the sighting location in the mission report." Hunter Maggie sat by the campfire, sorting out his quiver, "We'll arrive there about tomorrow morning."

"Tsk "Tsk, that's a whole team of goblins, my brother has never taken on such a big job!"

Elki waved the dagger in his right hand, his face illuminated by the firelight showing excitement, but his short stature made him look a little funny.

"What, are you scared?" The orc on the other side grinned and said rather harshly, "Don't worry, they are all green-skinned mice as big as you. I can kill two of them with my toes."

"That's for sure!"

Elki nodded pretendingly, with a look of agreement:

"A tough guy like you would never cry for his mother when talking in his sleep at night."

"%@#*&! (orc slang)"

(End of this chapter)