Chapter 1335 The Dream of the Weak

People must have dreams.

And Lore has known his dream since he was a child: to get rid of poverty!

He looked down upon the family that his parents carefully maintained. In his opinion, such a family was really too shabby and inconspicuous.

He should have a better family and an extremely eye-catching identity.

So, he fought for it.

In school, he studied hard.

After graduation, he worked hard.

but……

The fullness of dreams sets off the backbone of reality.

Even if he tried his best, he could not fulfill his dream. Even maintaining the dilapidated home that he had always looked down upon became increasingly difficult.

But at this time, Lore admitted that he was ordinary.

He is who he is, an extremely ordinary guy, no different from the people he sees and around him.

Maybe, a little worse.

After all, he has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and is far less popular than those with outstanding looks.

When an outstanding junior student who graduated less than a year ago easily became the leader of his group with the support of his boss, Luo Er became more and more aware of the cruelty of reality.

As a result, he became more cautious and...muddle along.

He watched the girl he had a crush on become someone else's bride.

He looked at his parents getting older.

He looked at his increasingly numb smile in the mirror.

He cried.

Howling.

Then he entered here.

A legendary place that can change your destiny.

Use your life to change your destiny.

Is it fair?

fair.

At least, he was given a chance here.

He vowed to seize every opportunity.

But after just one rookie trial, Lore recognized the reality.

The fear of death made his whole body tremble.

If it weren't for luck, he would be dead.

Lore knew this very well.

Therefore, when Iron Chariot issued an invitation, he chose to join without hesitation, and took on the least dangerous position possible: pioneer.

Leading the newcomers to draw a map on the edge of a huge city, exploring the landforms, and collecting some points, it seems to be no different from reality.

If there was not a three-month death limit, he would be very happy to continue.

It’s a double paycheck after all!

But there is no such good thing in reality!

Relying on his accumulation and luck every time, he survived four dungeons with great dangers. In each dungeon world, he didn't ask for more, he just wanted to successfully complete the main mission.

Naturally, the consequence of this is that his strength is extremely low.

Those who entered the huge city at the same time as him had already left him far behind. Even those who entered late were still out of his reach.

Even some newcomers who knew the inside story scoffed at it.

But what does this mean?

These guys only see the bright and glorious side.

What about the losers?

No one thought about the losers who had no bones left.

Lore thought about it.

He became more cautious. Even if someone provoked him in person, he would accept it with a smile, adhering to the principle of turning big things into small things.

coward!

No future!

Such titles fell on him in an endless stream, and Luo Er knew it but pretended not to know.

As long as he is alive.

Everything is perfect.

But one day his perfect life was broken.

He was about to start the fifth dungeon world because of his luck, he was transferred to the strategy team of the Iron Chariot, which undoubtedly made people jealous.

No one knew that following the strategy group would be a bumper harvest.

Luo Er naturally understands.

Therefore, he became more and more cautious and tried to let the people in the guild ignore him. He didn't want to make any mistakes at this time.

Of course, contact the members of the strategy team and pay some tribute, and Luo Er also followed suit - this was part of his harvest from the last dungeon world and the accumulation of leading new people to open up wasteland in the huge city within three months.

Even if you can't bear it, it's necessary.

Not only to be able to keep this quota, but also to get more care after entering the dungeon world.

Luo Er, who is no longer a rookie, knows the difference between taking care and not taking care.

The early stage was smooth, and the other party accepted his tribute.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he began to look forward to the dungeon world that was about to begin. However, one day, he suddenly found that the members of the strategy team he had always respected were acting strangely.

The other party seemed to be ignoring him.

No, not ignoring him.

But...

do not know!

It was as if the two parties had never met or talked to each other.

In fact?

When the other party was a newcomer, he had met the other party - leading the other party to open up wasteland, and it was precisely because of this relationship that he found the opportunity to be filial.

Now that the other party doesn't recognize him, what can he do?

too noisy?

Let the other party lose face?

No, if he did that, he would be the one who was unlucky in the end.

Just when Lore was about to admit that he was unlucky, he suddenly noticed something strange in the guild.

Those guys who usually love to taunt and ridicule him have become silent recently, walking past each other on their own, and those guys also choose to ignore him.

That’s right, ignore it!

The same ignorance as the members of the clearing team.

Moreover, this ignorance seems to be continuing.

Among the newcomers he had just brought, the young man who had always called him Captain Lore also began to ignore him.

More importantly, the other party also ignored other players in the same group.

If you ignore him because of his reputation as a 'coward', then there is really no excuse for ignoring others.

Doubt appeared in the bottom of Lore's heart.

Just when he was about to inquire privately and clear up doubts, he suddenly found that the new batch of newcomers had disappeared silently.

Lore was taken aback.

What does it mean to disappear in a huge city?

die!

What does mass newcomer deaths mean?

Shake the foundation of the guild!

But the upper management of the entire Iron Chariot turned a blind eye to this, and even... some senior people and upper management who had passed the novice stage were also disappearing.

Lore would tremble every time someone disappeared.

He didn't know how soon it would be his turn.

tomorrow?

After one hour?

Or the next second?

The feeling of waiting to die like this is too uncomfortable.

Lol prepares to save himself.

He quietly contacted Lawless.

He released a fake news.

He wanted to tie the most influential figures in the huge city to his chariot.

naive?

very childish?

What's wrong with naivety and childishness?

He just didn't want to die.

To wait is to die.

If you fight, you can still live.

He has no choice.

Taking a deep breath of cigarette, Luo Er exhaled the smoke. The blue smoke floated in front of him and filled the whole room. The nicotine slightly relieved his nervousness, but this was far from enough.

Now for Luo Er, every minute and every second is suffering.

If he hadn't been forced to set the room as a public room when he joined the guild and couldn't change it, he swore that he would huddle in the room and not come out.

Boom, boom, boom!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"who?"

Lore stood up like a frightened rabbit, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and picked up the gun on the table.

"I, 2567."

A cold voice sounded from outside the door.