Embers Ad Infinitum

"You're just a 'novice hunter'. There's no need to be like this, right?" Jiang Baimian said funnyly as he watched Shang Jianyao pin the badge to his chest.

Before Shang Jianyao could answer, she quickly added:

"I understand, it's a ritual."

She remembered having a similar conversation.

"Do you understand why you still ask?" Shang Jianyao seemed not to hear the team leader's intention to stop there.

Jiang Baimian rolled her eyes at him, took a few steps back, and looked up at the giant screen hanging in the air.

"Don't bother. You can see what missions are available on every machine over there. After you select it, swipe the badge on the flashing red light and you can pick it up." Upon seeing this, the female staff member who just helped them register as a hunter said, A slightly loud reminder.

Because the two people opposite had just filled in the information themselves, she didn't say that if they couldn't read, they could choose voice.

"...It's quite high-tech." Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that he was acting a bit like a country bumpkin.

Inside "Pangu Creatures", it's not so convenient!

In other words, she has never been to similar departments or similar places.

The female staff member replied rather proudly:

"In the whole of Gray Earth, there are no more than ten hunter guilds as convenient as ours."

Ah, what did you say? Jiang Baimian touched his metal cochlea and was too embarrassed to ask.

——There is already a certain distance between the two parties, and the clerk’s words just now were not as loud as he said before.

"She said that there are no more than ten such hunter guilds in the dust." Shang Jianyao was always able to help "translate" in time.

Of course, sometimes others don't want him to do this.

"As expected of the city that was said to be about to be taken over by the Hunter Guild..." Jiang Baimian muttered to himself, half teasingly and half with emotion.

She led Shang Jianyao to the tables scattered in different locations in the hall, and each picked up a thin, silver-white machine with an LCD screen.

It's like an enlarged, metallic version of a paper notebook.

At this time, many relic hunters were standing in different places, quickly swiping their fingers across the screen, or placing their badges against a flashing red light on the top of the machine.

Jiang Baimian also has rich experience in using computers. He usually controls a chip. He just scanned it and roughly understood how to operate the machine in front of him.

After she clicked on the screen, she followed the prompts and swiped up to display the task page.

At this time, she saw Shang Jianyao looking at her from the corner of her eye, taking out a boxed mirror, eager to try it.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Baimian was very alert.

"Deceive yourself, pretend to be you, then imitate your movements, and successfully learn to use the machine." Shang Jianyao explained very seriously.

He glanced left and right to make sure no one was around.

This is just like how we dealt with Qiao Chu and that "high-level unintentional person" who made people greedy.

"..." Jiang Baimian scolded angrily, "Don't make your ideas so complicated! Don't make such a simple thing so troublesome! Come on, let me teach you."

As a student graduating from the Department of Electronics, Shang Jianyao is relatively unknown in the market. After Jiang Baimian said a few words, he quickly mastered how to operate the machine.

It was only then that Long Yuehong and Bai Chen walked into the hunter's guild hall.

Their behavior of not allowing themselves to register as hunters coincided with Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao.

Jiang Baimian glanced at the round platform area, withdrew his gaze, and formally looked through the tasks:

"Task description: North Street Zhao Mansion recruits 20 short-term mercenaries..."

"Task description: The historian Harold is organizing a team to go to the ruins of Swamp No. 1 in the near future. There is an urgent need for experienced people to join..."

"Task description: A batch of antiquities are sought for identification..."

"Task description: Weapons for food..."

"Task description: Deliver lunch to the wasteland post..."

After quickly flipping through the tasks that were still available, Jiang Baimian couldn't help but sigh:

"such a pity……"

"What a pity..." Shang Jianyao on the other side made the same sound, but did not imitate Jiang Baimian's tone.

Jiang Baimian looked sideways at him and asked with a smile:

"What are you regretting?"

"Qiao Chu's mission is gone." Shang Jianyao did not hide his regret.

"I feel sorry for this too." Jiang Baimian said "Hey", "Otherwise, with the information we have, we can get at least four tons of flour, and we won't have to worry about it recently, and we will become an 'official hunter' in an instant. "

Her subtext was that the information about Qiao Chu possessed by the "Old Tune Team" would allow everyone to take on tasks individually and the content of their reports would be different.

And for completing it once, the reward is one ton of ordinary grade flour and one hundred credit points.

——From "novice hunter" to "official hunter", only one hundred credit points are needed.

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao sighed again in unison:

"such a pity……"

In a sense, Qiao Chu is really a walking "treasure".

After roughly understanding what the tasks were and having an idea in mind, Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao:

"Let's go, these are not suitable. Let's see again tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

In fact, some tasks are suitable for "novice hunters" and they don't need to leave Weed City. However, Jiang Baimian must first contact the intelligence officer of "Pangu Biology" and confirm what to do next before he can consider which tasks to take.

This time she went to the Hunter Guild. On the one hand, she registered her identity, and on the other hand, she gained a preliminary grasp of the current situation in Weed City by understanding what tasks there were.

A fallen leaf can reveal the fall of the world. In Weed City, where the Hunter Guild is highly developed, any undercurrents underneath will more or less be revealed through the tasks released.

In short, after Jiang Baimian browsed it like this, he just felt that the situation on North Street might be a little tense, but everything else was fine.

"Relics of Swamp No. 1?" Shang Jianyao asked doubtfully as he followed Jiang Baimian to the entrance of the Hunter Guild.

"Looking at the description behind it, it should be the one we went to." Jiang Baimian is no stranger to things like substitution numbers.

After leaving the Hunter Guild, she put her hands in her pockets and said with a smile:

"Let's take a look around. This is my first time coming to Weed City. I had a chance before, but I missed it."

Shang Jianyao was also very interested.

After a while, they distanced themselves a bit, and Long Yuehong, who was following them, asked Bai Chen doubtfully:

"Where are you going, team leader?"

Why are you so aimless?

Bai Chen thought for a while and said:

"She should be familiar with this place."

Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment and vaguely understood.

After wandering like this until three o'clock in the afternoon, they finally returned to the "Afu Gun Store", entered through the front door, exited through the back door, climbed the stairs, and opened the door to enter the house.

Jiang Baimian didn't speak. He took out a larger piece of white paper from his tactical backpack and began to draw on it with a pen while recalling.

Not long after, except for North Street, the entire layout of Weed Grass City was revealed.

At the same time, Jiang Baimian also marked words such as "there are ditches", "more obstructions", "the neighborhood is chaotic", "the wire layout is poor and easy to malfunction" in different places.

After doing this, she handed the paper and pen to Bai Chen:

"Do you have anything to add? Haha, it means that Weed City is not big."

Bai Chen said "hmm", reached out to take the pen and paper, spread it on the table, and started drawing and writing.

Taking this opportunity, Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong:

“Take a good look at it later and remember it in your mind.

"We may move separately in the future. At that time, if we encounter an accident, we must at least know where to hide and how to use the terrain."

Long Yuehong has already been convinced:

"Yes, team leader!"

Shang Jianyao frowned slightly and said:

"It's the accident that needs to be avoided."

Before Jiang Baimian could glare at him, he added to himself:

"After remembering it, you can make it impossible to avoid accidents and make use of the terrain."

"Just understand." Jiang Baimian was too lazy to say more.

After Bai Chen completed the map and everyone remembered the corresponding key points, Jiang Baimian pointed to the alley opposite the South Street Slave Market and asked:

"When we met with the intelligence agent at night, we assigned a group of people to monitor secretly to guard against accidents.

"Which position do you think is better?"

As the sniper of the team, Bai Chen pointed at the South Street Slave Market and said:

"Here, on the roof of the building on the left, you can completely control the alley opposite."

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"If, I mean if, there is something wrong with the company's intelligence agent, then the people behind him will choose this point. We try not to run into them, it is better to choose the second best point.

"Anyway, Shang Jianyao and I can adjust our positions to ensure your vision and trajectory."

After some discussion, the "old tune team" finalized the roof on the right side of the South Street Slave Market. Bai Chen and Long Yuehong will be in charge here, while Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao will go to meet the company's intelligence personnel.

Winter nights always fall very early, and darkness gradually envelopes Weed City. One after another, yellowish or pure white lights light up one after another.

At 7:40, Jiang Baimian stood up, put on the hat that came with his clothes, and said to Shang Jianyao and others:

"action."