Chapter 44: Borrowing a Knife to Kill

"Should we go and rescue this guy? He must be a great man if he can pass the level 2 warrior assessment test by himself.

"Or should we go and give him another blow, and then steal the prey and everything on him?"

Yang Yi began to struggle. He found that the young man did not faint after falling to the ground, but lay quietly on the ground. The young man's eyes were wide open, and he was always on guard against other beasts on the grassland that might be attracted by the bloody air.

"Forget it, the culprit who harmed Thorntooth Village is dead anyway, so let's retreat. "Yang Yi finally decided to do nothing and quietly retreat.

If the young man who fell to the ground was an aboriginal, Yang Yi would never miss this good opportunity to benefit from the conflict between the snipe and the clam, but if it was an adventurer, it would be a completely different story.

The adventurer may be resurrected after death, and Yang Yi would not be surprised no matter how crazy the young man's revenge was.

What would happen if the adventurer was rescued? Yang Yi could not imagine that the adventurer would repay him, a "fishman aboriginal", or become sworn brothers with him. Maybe he would take a fancy to Ratchet. It is not certain that they will slaughter the fishman village after finding something in the village. Most of these "players" have no psychological burden for such things.

Yang Yi signaled the fishmen not to move. It is better to wait for the young man to die of excessive blood loss, and then pick up the equipment and leave.

As expected, there are too many fishmen hiding in the bushes, and the discipline is loose. A fishman accidentally made a sound, and the young man lying on the ground had sharp hearing, so he immediately noticed it.

The young man found that there were actually quite a few fishmen hiding in the bushes in the distance, and he was stunned.

"Oh no, I'm still discovered. That fishman who moved around will have no food to eat when he goes back! "Yang Yi was helpless. These fishmen were clumsy and not suitable for doing sneaky things.

After being discovered, Yang Yi didn't want to withdraw. He planned to rescue the young man.

Yang Yi didn't want to show up himself. He took a bottle of [Primary Healing Potion] and gave it to the fishman Tidecaller Slark. He asked Slark to deliver it to the young man.

Slark didn't like humans very much. After taking the bottle, he took a few steps forward and threw the bottle at the young man lying on the ground.

Bang!

As a magic professional, Slark was weak. Due to lack of strength, the glass bottle containing the potion fell to the ground. A good bottle of primary healing potion was wasted.

Yang Yi was speechless, and the young man was also speechless.

"Prodigal son! "Yang Yi secretly felt heartbroken, and he took out another bottle of potion.

This time he ordered Slark not to throw it around, and asked him to go directly over to deliver the potion.

Slark walked forward as he was told, and at this time the young man didn't even have the strength to open the bottle and drink the potion.

Slark stood in front of the young man and silently pulled out the stopper of the bottle, then stood up without squatting and turned his wrist holding the bottle, and poured a whole bottle of red primary healing potion on the young man's head like watering a flower.

The young man's face and mouth were all sticky red potion, which looked more frightening than the blood on the young man's chest.

Slark successfully completed the task and came back. Yang Yi thought it was all his fault. He shouldn't have thought Slark was so... A magic professional has a high IQ and can complete the task well. Sending Slark out is the most wrong decision.

After the scene was done, Yang Yi led the murlocs and troll hunters to leave in a swagger.

Although the murlocs in Ratchet Village did not take action, the matter was successfully resolved. The murlocs in Ratchet Village were safe for a period of time.

Yang Yi was reluctant to let this hunting operation end. After all, he led a large group of murlocs and spent 10 silver coins to run back and forth for a long time, and ended up watching a battle between humans and beasts. It would be a loss if he went back.

"Anyway, the money has been paid, and it can't be wasted. By the way, use the troll hunter's skill of tracking beasts to catch a pet for yourself. "

Yang Yi led a group of murlocs to wander around the grassland until it was almost dark, and finally caught a chocobo.

Although the taming beast skill was unsuccessful, at least there was a gain, so he led the team back to the murloc village with satisfaction.

Back in Ratchet Village, Yang Yi asked people to put the chocobo in the taming pen, intending to wear down the chocobo's wildness first.

After returning to Ratchet Village, Yang Yi started to fiddle with the mailbox again. He wanted to send a few letters to others using different names.

"First of all, you must not use the name of Murloc Lord to send emails. You must choose a name that will not expose your identity as a murloc."

When it came to naming, Yang Yi was entangled again. When he used to play games, he often spent half a day on naming.

"Since it is a secret second name, it is better to choose a wild and cool one."

"War Dragon in the Sky, the name is repeated?"

"Arrogant Overlord, or repeated?"

"Let's call him Invincible Emperor, is this also repeated? "

Yang Yi was helpless. It seemed that there were too many adventurers with the same vision as him.

"But with such a name, others can guess that the sender is an adventurer at a glance. You have to choose a more vague name so that people can't guess that you are an adventurer from the name."

"Dragon Slayer? Judge? Or scholar? Well, it's better to call it scholar, which is low-key and meaningful. Anyway, the mailbox given by the system has more than one extra name column. If this name is not easy to use, you can choose something else." Yang Yi finally decided to "low-key" fill in the three words "scholar" in the second name column.

"The name is chosen, but how to use it?" Yang Yi fell into entanglement again.

"To the sword master Ouyang? Or the gun master Chen Nanfeng who killed the red-scaled dragon I met today? Why not send a letter to each of them. "

Yang Yi finally made a decision. He asked two masters to send a letter each.

Yang Yi fantasized about a bright future where he could get along with the masters by writing letters and finally become sworn brothers and beg him to learn their kung fu. However, he soon found that he could not write well with his poor cultural level.

"Just write that I have heard of your great name for a long time and want to get to know the masters and make friends with them?" Yang Yi thought about it and felt that this seemed too cheap. This is the world of Azeroth, not Earth. No one knows anyone's background.

"Why not write 'I am very optimistic about you and think you have a bright future, so I wrote to you to chat'?" Yang Yi nodded, thinking that this would be more impressive.

What should I use to write the letter? Where is the letter paper? Where is the pen?

As soon as Yang Yi thought about it, he found that paper and pen appeared on the mailbox. This is the effect of the magic mailbox. Otherwise, there is really no place to find paper and pen in the fishman village.

"So which language should I write in?" Yang Yi had been struggling for several times to send the letter.

After Yang Yi became the Murloc Lord, he automatically mastered the languages ​​of Azeroth, such as Aquatic and Common. He is now a real language expert in Azeroth.

"Let's keep it simple. Let's write in the Common language of Azeroth." Yang Yi thought proudly that if he wrote to them in Tauren, Orc, and Troll, it would be difficult for them to find a translator.

"This Lord knows so many languages. He is worthy of being a 'scholar'."

Yang Yi wrote letters to the two masters in Common according to what he had just thought. Now he is not only proficient in various languages ​​of Azeroth, but also writes various characters of Azeroth with his pen.

When Yang Yi wrote the Earth Star Language, it was like a spring worm, autumn snake, ghost painting peach charms. Now that he can suddenly write a good hand in Common Language, how can he not show off? So he wrote the same sentence several times in several languages ​​of Azeroth, and he stopped writing until he was happy and mailed the letter.

"Will they reply?"

Yang Yi smiled and shook his head. It would be strange if he could receive a reply from the other party. He was just trying out the function of the mailbox and having some fun. Normal people would not reply to him for this.

"The problem of the lobster man has not been solved yet. How about using a knife to kill someone?" Yang Yi suddenly had an idea. He thought of the human master who used the sword. "The master likes to practice swordsmanship with the lobster man. Let him go to trouble the lobster man. Kill one if you can. It's best to kill them all."

Yang Yi did it as he thought. He immediately sent another letter to the sword master through the mailbox.

In the letter, Yang Yi described the location of the lobster man's nest in detail. He didn't write much about other things. However, this time he had something serious to do, so Yang Yi wrote in common language, and then he sent the letter.

"I don't know if this sword master usually checks the mailbox. I hope he can see it. Otherwise, we have to rely on the fishman village."

Yang Yi planned to make preparations for both situations. If the master did not show up, he would take the fishman to find a way to solve the lobster man.

Yang Yi confirmed that he could send and receive letters under two different names. He didn't have many more people to write to. After playing for a while, he felt bored and soon left the cave where the mailbox was placed.

It was dark, and Yang Yi fell asleep in the center of the fishman town. .