BOSS bomber

Chapter 70

"die!"

Lin Ziruo was very straightforward, attacking the pangolin monster's vital points with swords and knives, dealing critical damage, vital damage, etc., killing it in less than a minute.

A colored light lit up, and Lin Ziruo had reached level [-].

At this time, a reminder message sounded in my ear: Congratulations, your level has reached level [-], and you have the qualifications to transfer to a martial artist. Go to the elder Wu of the village committee to receive the job transfer task.The ultimate road, the road is vast, I wish you good luck!
"Okay little swallow, let's go back and do the task of job change." Lin Ziruo can't wait, once reincarnated, his strength will be a qualitative leap.

When the time comes to face Tingfeng Tower and Dark Shadow, they will have an extra layer of protection.

Two white lights flashed, Lin Ziruo and Lin Ziruo returned to Jiangling Village, went to the village committee, and each looked for the elder who issued the job transfer task.

To the south of the village committee is the elders' house, which is heavily guarded, and no one who has nothing to do with it can pass through.At the gate leading to the Elder's House, there are two rows of guards. They are as straight as pine trees and breath like dragons. Behind each guard is a circle of light with a diameter of one meter, which is different in color and shines brightly.

The leading guard even has a double aperture, and is a master of the second rank.

"The elders, the idlers, etc., are not allowed to enter, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!" The leading guard shouted, full of aura, and stopped Lin Ziruo with a knife.

Lin Ziruo calmed down and said, "I'm going to Elder Wu to receive the job transfer task."

The leading guard glanced at Lin Ziruo, showing surprise in his eyes. Generally, the players who came to accept the job transfer task were frightened when he shouted angrily, and they were rarely as calm as Lin Ziruo.

The leading guard said coldly: "Your level does meet the requirements for transfer to a martial artist. Datou, you take him to see Elder Wu."

"Yes, Captain."

A one-turn guard took a step, and said to Lin Ziruo aloofly, "Boy, come with me!"

People under the eaves had to bow their heads, Lin Ziruo quietly followed behind the bullish guard Datou, shuttled through the elders' courtyard, and came to a small independent courtyard.

Here, the vines are twining, lush, the air is fresh, and the scenery is unique.

The big head of the guard stopped in his tracks: "Here we are, this is the residence of Elder Wu."

"Thank you."

Lin Ziruo stepped into the small courtyard, and saw a middle-aged warrior in blue, with a long sword on his back, with a sword, eyes and brows, with a domineering aura, exuding a powerful coercion from his gestures, his back glowed Triple apertures of different colors, dazzling and colorful.

Elder Wu: Level? ? ? ,realm? ? ? , HP? ? ?
With Lin Ziruo's level and state, it is impossible to scout Elder Wu's specific statistics. Only by relying on the triple halo behind him, he knows that he is a third-rank warrior, the same level as the village chief of Jiangling Village.

Elder Wu glanced at Lin Ziruo, as if he could see through his mind, and said indifferently: "Are you accepting the job transfer task?"

Lin Ziruo said: "Yes, respected elder."

Elder Wu restrained his momentum, and said earnestly: "Okay, I hope you will change your job as soon as possible, shine on the ultimate road, and win glory for martial arts."

Tip: You get the task of becoming a martial artist.

Mission description: The job transfer mission is a training for the player himself, and it is a necessary process to become a strong player. There are three links in total.Once the job change is successful, the player's strength will be a qualitative leap.If the job transfer fails, please don't be discouraged. Counting from the date of failure, you can come back to receive the job transfer task one month later.

Mission reminder: The young man Wang Er in Jiangling Village seems to have encountered difficulties, go to his place quickly!
Mission Progress: 0/3
Lin Ziruo took a look at the job transfer task, bid farewell to Elder Wu, left the village committee, and started looking for Wang Er.

He posted a message offering a reward for finding the NPC Wang Er. The reward was one gold, and he immediately got a message detailing Wang Er's coordinates.

“It’s easier to do things if you have money.”

Lin Liaoruo sighed, got the coordinates, and quickly found Wang Er, about twenty years old, short in stature, with a pair of bright eyes, revealing a deep worry.

Wang Er was surrounded by a dozen or so powerful players, each with glowing equipment, and like Lin Ziruo, they were also doing job transfer tasks.

Although the first round of job transfer missions is random, hundreds of millions of players will always appear the same, which is normal.

At this time, a tall archer, I am Death, walked up to Lin Ziruo, looked him up and down, left and right, with disdain in his eyes, and said arrogantly: "Brother, are you also doing job transfer tasks?"

I am a level [-] Reaper, and my equipment consists of one piece of red gold, four pieces of level [-] gold, and two pieces of level [-] platinum. Generally speaking, his equipment is considered to be above average among players.

Lin Ziruo didn't bother to pay attention and went straight to Wang Er.

I am the god of death with fierce eyes flashing, angry face, being neglected by a player wearing junk equipment, feeling humiliated, wanting to teach Lin Ziruo a lesson, and saying rudely: "Grass, I don't even dare to show my face, and I wear garbage equipment, What's so exciting, if you can change jobs successfully, I can come back with a second change."

"Say it again!" Lin Ziruo turned around and stared coldly at me as a god of death with murderous intent, looking at me as a god of death felt hairy.

Why are his eyes so sharp that people dare not look directly at him. Could it be that he is a master at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

I was the god of death and couldn't help taking a step back. I was so shocked that I felt an inexplicable fear, but I was more ashamed and angry. I felt that this was a shame and a shame.

I am the god of death, and I absolutely cannot accept it. I mustered up my courage, puffed up my chest, and shouted: "It doesn't matter if you say you are rubbish, if you have the guts, we will compete."

The shout that I am the god of death attracted the attention of more than a dozen players around, and they cast their eyes on the two of them.

"Brother Reaper, there's no need to argue with a trash, look at his trash outfit, how could he be your opponent." An elf whose equipment is comparable to that of Reaper, looks familiar to him.

"Boy, with your trash outfit, you can reach level [-] in such a short period of time. It seems that you have some skills. I think you should apologize to Brother Death, and then we will do the task of changing jobs together."

A ranger named I came from the deep mountains came over, smoothed things over, and invited everyone to do the job transfer task together.

"That's right, Brother Shen Shan is right. The job transfer task is very difficult, and everyone can work together to get twice the result with half the effort." Another player became a peacemaker.

The rest of the players ignored the matter and looked at Lin Ziruo with disdain. They were too lazy to invite a guy with such rubbish equipment.

Lin Ziruo smiled calmly, did not get angry, looked directly at me as a god of death, raised the corner of his mouth, and said provocatively: "Competition is fine, but I have a habit of betting on competition, I don't think you dare?"

"Fuck, bet, bet, I will stay with you to the end." I am the god of death roaring like thunder, with a sneer in my heart, I am not afraid of you PK, I am afraid that you dare not, since you want to send money to me, how can I not accept it.

In his eyes, Lin Ziruo was just strong on the outside and weak on the inside, just pretending to be intimidating.

What's more, I'm the god of death who believes in my skills. Although I can't compare with first-class players, I can still deal with a garbage warrior who doesn't even dare to show his face.

"Really, then let's have a game and bet thousands of dollars!"

　I wish everyone a happy New Year’s Eve and a prosperous New Year!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)