Chapter 178 A Good Name Is Given to a Dog

Hao Ren was a little confused when he heard what other qualifications the mage had. Before he came, he had never thought that in addition to deception, the dream plane would need such troublesome things - it seemed that the stories in movies, TV and novels were really true. I can’t believe it. In the real world, even if you want to travel through time, you need an ID card!

He was a newbie who didn't think carefully about it, but any experienced veteran should have realized this: without even a proof of identity, let alone another world, it would be difficult for you to travel back to the Warring States Period...

Betsy saw the change in the expression on Hao Ren's face and immediately glanced at Hao Ren with suspicion: "By the way, you didn't even bring this thing, right? Or... are you really a wandering mage or..."

"Anyway, we must not be fugitives!" Nangong Wuyue has rich experience in wandering around the world. She has stayed many times near customs and police stations in various countries without a permit (she, a person who runs around the world and has a special race, just wants to get a passport. It can't be done), so when he saw Betsy's appearance, he knew what to say at this time, "Our situation is a bit special, but we are definitely not bad people - do you think there are such happy and carefree bad people? " Nangong Wuyue said as he pulled Lily in front of him. The werewolf girl was looking around enthusiastically at this time. She had no idea what others were talking about. Nangong Wuyue was stunned for a moment: "What? What? "

Lily's sincerity can really dispel the doubts of others, and her temperament determines that this girl cannot be a bad person. Lily is the kind of sunny girl who will be associated with unjust, false, and wrongly convicted cases no matter where she stands with the police uncle. In her positive world view, the most sinful things are probably taking the bus without buying a ticket and paying When "rolling" the bibimbap, you secretly eat the dried fish inside...

But Betsy was looking at Yzaks: "I told you not to be angry. Actually, this big brother..."

Yzaks immediately straightened his clothes and showed a kind smile: "Actually, I am a good..."

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh!" Betsy jumped back, "Brother, you are more like a good person when you don't laugh."

Horente wondered how Betsy had survived to this day with her mouth—under normal circumstances, she would have been beaten to death before the third grade of elementary school.

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with registering as a wandering mage." Betsy looked at Hao Ren and the others, and then looked at the "music box" in her hands with confusion. "There are all kinds of mercenaries. In fact, if you study carefully, It might be possible to uncover fugitives from other countries. After all, this is a life-saving business. Who can ask for so much even if their lives are at stake? As for the wandering mage... No matter how strong he is, he can only register for the most basic team. And it’s not easy to take on the private work of those big nobles, which means a lot of money will be lost.”

Of course, Hao Ren and the others didn't care about the following restrictions at all. Lily just asked out of curiosity: "What does wandering mage mean?"

"Some are mages who have been expelled from the Magician Association and expelled from their home countries for various reasons. Because the associations in various places will not take them in or provide support, they can only take risks in various places to collect spell-casting materials. Some have heretical inheritance systems. Because they learn All of them are forbidden arts, so they cannot be registered at all, and some are exiled due to various accidents. They are considered unstable elements wherever they go. Of course, the Mercenary Association does not care much about this, as long as they have strength, and in addition they must have Credibility.”

Hao Ren and the others had a brief discussion and unanimously decided to register under this name. After all, mercenary is still an identity. Without a legal identity in this world, it would be difficult to move forward. And Hao Ren also thought of something else: If someone asked him to make a big fireball on the spot when registering to prove his identity as a mage, he wouldn't be afraid. Let Yzaks come on, let alone the big devil, make a big fireball, and the living fire melts the city. They are all instant...

As a border town adjacent to the prairie, Rumbell has a mercenary organization. Betsy led these confused guys to a long building in the northwest corner of the town. This is the mercenary office. .

The "mercenaries" in this world are a loosely structured group. In fact, there is no general program or recognized management system at all. The so-called mercenary association is not as binding as Hao Ren imagined. In fact, it is more like the authorities and The "interface" between mercenaries, the association is a semi-official archives office that is only responsible for registering mercenary information and serving as a task platform. One of its shareholders is the military of various countries, so it has a mandatory deterrent effect on mercenaries. But at the same time, it will not have any direct jurisdiction over mercenaries - it can't control them anyway.

Then one thing is obvious: the mercenary associations in each country are independent.

Because it interfaces with the authorities of various countries and is also linked to the military, it naturally cannot become an international organization (there is not much concept of internationalization in this world), so the mercenaries registered in the association actually have half a "nationality" , they cannot do whatever they want in the world as many stories say, but are limited by their registration starting point. Of course, it doesn't mean that mercenaries are locked in one place. As a profession that works for money, it is normal for them to perform tasks all over the world, but they will be restricted by some authorities in other countries.

However, these messy rules don't mean much to a certain group of five. They just want to go to Beinz Blood Lake and get an identity that can make sense in this world.

The mercenary registration office feels like a bar counter. There are several clerks standing behind a long table. Because it is a small stronghold in the town, many service windows are concentrated on this long bar counter. New mercenary registration and The windows for handing over tasks were very close to each other. When Betsy was helping the rookies register, Hao Ren witnessed with his own eyes the scene where the mercenaries handed over tasks: A little girl with acne on her face came to report that she had found the town. She came to give away the cat. A burly man came to report that he had successfully killed the leader of the New Freedom Army. He came to give away his head. A skinny little girl came to report that it had been successfully terminated. She was here to deliver war reports about the turmoil in the southern region. A middle-aged man smelling of oily smoke said that he was from the Red Cherry Restaurant and that he was here to deliver food...

The life of a mercenary is really colorful.

The registration procedure was simpler than expected. In fact, with Betsy's hint and management, even the materials that Lily made up were passed smoothly - the clerk just checked and transcribed the person's name and occupation, and what else was left. Didn't even look at it. Hao Ren couldn't help but wonder: "Aren't you afraid that this is false information?"

The clerk was a fat young woman. She rolled her eyes at Hao Ren: "Look at what you said, how can you be so direct - fake information is just fake information. Anyway, as long as it can match the employer's price, we have a follower here. The tough guy next to you who is like a big brother, his registered name is Juliet, and he has not changed it yet, he is still a third-level mercenary."

As soon as he finished speaking, a muscular black-haired man in the rest area not far away stood up and patted the table: "My fucking name is really Juliet! If you make fun of this again, I'll smash your counter!" "

Hao Ren: "..."

The life of a mercenary is really colorful.

After registering her personal information, the fat girl raised her head and asked Hao Ren: "Are you registering as a team or as an individual? It looks like a team, right?"

"Team, team!" Betsy shouted before Hao Ren said anything, "I'm a special consultant!"

"It's rare that you have time to interact with people. Haven't you always been alone?" The fat girl looked at Betsy in surprise. The latter just smiled and didn't answer: She was embarrassed to say that she was attracted by a musician. He was bribed, and he was so active because he wanted to join a team to join the fun at Beinz Blood Lake.

"What's the name of the team?" the fat girl asked while filling out another form.

Hao Ren suddenly touched the arms of several people around him with excitement: "Hurry up and think of a more domineering name."

Vivian was the first to speak up, and she also seemed very interested: "How about the Blood Fang Mercenary Group?"

The fat girl scratched twice on a shimmering metal plate with a metal pen and shook her head: "The name has been taken."

Nangong Wuyue thought for a moment: "Broken Waves Mercenary Group?"

"The name is taken."

Yzaks pondered: "Dawn Blade Mercenary Group?"

As he spoke, he touched Hao Ren's arm and explained the origin of the name in a low voice: "That's the name of a team of brave men who formed a group to attack me back then. They almost hit me at the door. I was very impressed."

It turned out that the name was also taken.

Lily frowned: "Snow Wolf Mercenary Group?"

"The name is taken."

"Snow Dog Mercenary Group?"

"The name is taken."

Lily was dumbfounded: "This is also occupied?!"

"Snow wolves, snow dogs, snow wolves, snow dogs, and even sled dogs and sled dogs are all occupied. There are too many newly registered mercenaries these days, and all the old mercenary groups are not dead yet. It is difficult to find a name. Still waiting."

Hao Ren didn't expect to face such a situation after arriving in another world. He slapped the counter and said, "I'll go, my good name is just like a dog!"

"Oh, that name works."