Chapter 2846 The Sound of Broken Hope

When I first came to Zephyr Continent, I encountered an unprecedented dilemma.

I had no relatives, no money, no knowledge, and a weakling. If I hadn't somehow been able to understand what they were saying, I wouldn't even be able to communicate.

It can be said that this time travel was hellish.

The location I traveled through was in an inconspicuous mountain village in York and Hancheng. There was a small town more than ten kilometers away from the mountain village. It was there that I experienced the savagery of this world for the first time.

Due to the difficulties of the guards guarding the city, two-thirds of the savings I earned from sweeping houses and finding corpses were deducted, and the remaining one-third was only enough to feed me for a month - in fact, this It was just a lie from the hotel owner. The money I collected was enough to live peacefully in the town for several years!

But when I first arrived, I accepted whatever others told me, so I acquiesced to the boss’s lies.

The boss was unfamiliar with me and looked dull, so he deceived me even more. A week later, I was kicked out of the hotel and I was penniless.

I don't understand how the boss calculated the price of living in the bullpen to be the same as living in a normal room, but apparently he did it, and it was done perfectly, at least there was no big problem.

So from that day on, I became a truly penniless and illiterate poor weakling.

Perhaps because he felt sorry for me, the boss's son stole a few silver coins from his father. He quietly caught up with me and stuffed them into my hand. He also pointed out a clear path for me - to become an adventurer.

Under the guidance of the boss's son, I stepped into the door of the Adventurer's Base for the first time.

The adventurers in York and Han are generally rude, which has a lot to do with the folk customs, just like the adventurers in Dashai are generally hospitable.

So when I stepped into the adventurer base for the first time, I was surrounded by a group of vicious adventurers, and they were roughly pushed around for fun. It wasn't until the staff couldn't bear it anymore and yelled at me that this farce of bullying me ended. It's finally over.

Since then, for a period of time, I have been full of misunderstandings about the adventurer industry and always thought it was a rude industry.

Under the compassionate eyes of the staff member, I activated my talent and became an adventurer.

Since I became an adventurer, I picked an unloved tachi from the weapon arsenal of the adventurer base. It’s not that I love tachi, but that among the weapons in the warehouse, only tachi is still new, and the other weapons are all new. It looked very old, and there were even a dozen swords covered with rust. I suspected that those swords would probably break even when cutting vegetables.

After receiving the novice weapon, I followed the crowd and went to the dungeon.

Now you may think that the slimes on the first floor, the goblins on the second floor, and the ghost-faced maggots on the third floor are novice monsters that are not even qualified to deliver food. But in fact, when I first entered the dungeon, I was almost killed by the monsters on these three floors, more than once.

Especially goblins, cunning little things who are always up to tricks and almost pushed me off a cliff once.

I didn't know much about dungeons, so I was fighting monsters with novice weapons and unfamiliar skills, which looked pitiful.

But many adventurers passed by me, either individually or in small groups, but no one stopped to ask me: Do you want to form a team?

Even if it is a perfunctory sentence, it gives me some hope.

However, no.

By grinding monsters day after day, my experience is also increasing at a relatively fast rate. In about the past two months, I have reached level two. Start challenging the Beetle Monster.

After a certain challenge, I was injured and I was hiding in a narrow crevice to bandage the wound. Suddenly a head popped in. It was a young lady who was slightly older than me. Although she was not pretty, she was very pretty. Pure and gives me a very comfortable feeling.

She asked me why I was hiding here, and I told her that I was injured and needed to recuperate, otherwise I would be eaten by the Beetle Monster as a snack.

The young lady kindly called me out and used healing skills to heal my wound. Although it was only a wound of more than ten centimeters, her healing skills were relatively rudimentary. It took more than ten minutes to heal my wound. After completing the treatment, I felt at the time that she was the most powerful pastor in the world.

Since that acquaintance, I have been accepted by the young lady and her teammates. They are a group of guys who seem to be very simple. Different from other adventurers in York and Hancheng, they are enthusiastic, optimistic, positive, motivated, and never worry about others. Laughing and being annoyed, I am strengthening myself every day.

I was even ambitious at the time, thinking that one day our team would become the strongest adventurer team in the world.

At that time, I was really happy and hopeful.

Get up early every day on the cold street corner tiles, rush into the dungeon on time, and fight side by side with your teammates who are already waiting there. Then at dusk, come out of the dungeon, have a meal together, and finally disperse.

They went home, and I took a shower in the public bathroom and continued sleeping on the street.

The life of a low-level adventurer is very difficult, especially for a rootless one like me.

But that time was one of the most heartwarming times since I became an adventurer.

But beautiful things are always fragile.

I thought the warmth could last forever, but unexpectedly, disaster always struck suddenly.

One day, I rushed to the dungeon and continued to wait for the arrival of my little sister and my companions, but they, who were never late, were absent this time.

I waited and waited until it was close to noon. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer and decided to kill monsters by myself today. Until then, I thought they were just absent because they had something to do.

When entering the third floor, I heard the adventurers on their lunch break talking loudly about an attack and murder. They said that a team of low-level adventurers was attacked and killed in a miserable manner. According to their analysis, the murderer must be a corpse snatcher. Undoubtedly, because all the valuables of the murdered team were robbed, and several of them had their eyes wide open until they died, showing an expression of disbelief.

For some reason, my heart suddenly lifted when I heard the news.

I cautiously approached them and talked to them cautiously. I found that although they were rude and contemptuous, they did not beat me, so I confidently asked them about the characteristics of the murdered team.

These adventurers didn't know the characteristics of the murdered team, but they just told me that the bodies of those people should still be at the adventurer base, and they would probably be taken away by their families in the afternoon.

I promised not to be a teammate and rushed into the adventurer base quickly, but was shocked by the scene in front of me. At the same time, I felt a cracking sound in my chest.

That's the sound of broken hope.