Different World Online

With great reluctance, Steve still followed the team and returned to the team's base in this city full of stone-style buildings;

A house covering an area of ​​about 300 square meters;

Around the house, stones of varying sizes were piled up to form a one-meter-high stone fence;

As soon as you enter the door, you will see a front yard of more than 200 square meters;

In the corner of the front yard were stacked various training targets and weapon racks;

Further back, there is a somewhat rough two-story building;

The overall style is simple and rough. Apart from a few brightly colored women's underwear drying outside the windows on the second floor, the house has no highlights.

After saying goodbye to Matthew at the door, Shudeman led his team members into the yard.

"Pete, put an extra bed in your room for Steve, and then take him to the market to buy some clothes.

Mr. Andrew and I will go to report together, and the rest of you can go!"

After speaking briefly, Shudeman and Andrew did not even take off their backpacks, but walked out of the yard in their heavy armor with clanking sounds.

After watching the captain leave, Steve and the others breathed a sigh of relief, as if to expel all the fatigue from the entire escape.

Just as everyone was about to enter the house, the double doors suddenly creaked open;

A girl in pajamas and sleepy eyes poked her head out from the door.

The girl was young, with a childish face, a pair of amber eyes, and long hair simply tied up, hanging from her left shoulder to her flat chest.

"Eh? Brother Yang, you guys are back! Where's the captain?"

"The captain has gone to report on his work." Yang replied casually, then dragged his huge backpack into the house.

On the other hand, Steve had no intention of getting to know the girl, so he simply nodded to her and followed Old Pete into the house.

However, he didn't want to ask, but old Pete, who was always talkative, wanted to say it.

"That girl's name is Helen. Like you, she was also dragged here by the space turbulence and was rescued by us.

By the way, that girl is a bit scheming, you are still young, don’t…”

Before Old Pete could finish his words, Steve, who was still worried about the poison gas bomb, interrupted him with a wooden face;

"I like female dwarves, but not those with waists under five feet!"

Hearing this, Old Pete was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and burst out laughing.

"Yes, yes! That's it!"

This guy is really interesting. He implied both Thorin and Helen in one sentence. He is a genius!

Laughing loudly, Old Pete instructed Steve to find a simple bed board and put it in his empty room. He then took out a nail like a magician and stuffed it into the crack of the stone on the wall to hang the backpack.

"Okay, you'll be my roommate from now on!

Come on, Uncle Pete will take you to visit the market here!"

After saying that, the two men dropped their backpacks, took off their weapons and equipment, and walked out of the room arm in arm.

"Steve, the second floor is the territory of the Bohemian team. Don't go up there if you have nothing to do."

"Who?"

"Bohemia, that's the big-breasted ranger who took over the outpost with us."

"Oh."

After a brief chat about some precautions, Old Pete led Steve out of the yard and onto the street;

The streets were crowded with people at this time, and there was no sign of tension on people's faces about the front line being breached.

But this is not surprising. Ninety-nine percent of the people here are legends. They are big shots in their hometowns. Even if they know about the tragedy on the front line, they will not panic.

The most important thing is that they trust the poison gas bomb under their feet.

Walking side by side with Old Pete on the street, the buildings on both sides of the road were no different from the base of Schudman's team, all of which were stone buildings with nothing special.

On the road, there was an endless stream of adventurers dressed in all kinds of strange costumes.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze from a beautiful long-eared elf, Steve approached Old Pete and asked in a low voice:

"How many legends are there in this Holy Shield City?"

Hearing this, Old Pete was slightly stunned, and replied with a little hesitation:

"Not sure, there should be a thousand legends."

"One thousand, so many!" Steve was a little surprised. He thought legendary masters should be rare.

Hearing this, Old Pete waved his hand disdainfully.

"Your surprise betrays your ignorance.

If you knew that Holy Shield City was only one of the three main cities behind the Zerg battlefield, you might not be so surprised;

Besides, what is gathered here is the essence of the entire multiverse;

Not to mention the world of Toril, the number of planets controlled by the Nine Rings Tower alone exceeds one hand;

The Pan-Universe Space-Time Council, which has the same pan-universal power as the Nine-Ring Tower, will only be more powerful.

Think about it, with so many vast worlds, it is quite normal to have more legendary strongmen.

However, there shouldn’t be that many in Holy Shield City right now, after all, half of the legends are mainly on the frontline battlefield, and our frontline...”

Having said that, old Pete said no more, and Steve, who understood what he meant, stopped asking any more questions.

After a series of twists and turns, Old Pete led Steve onto a busy street.

This is a street similar to a dead end road, with people coming and going on the street, and stalls like this are randomly placed on the roadside;

The more sloppy stalls only had a layer of linen on the ground and the goods on the linen, while the more sophisticated ones had wooden stalls.

The stalls are filled with all kinds of strangely shaped goods, including dried tentacles, wooden hand sculptures with feathers, straw dolls...

More importantly, there are skin armors, internal organs, and bottled blood of various insects...

Apart from these stalls, there were no storefronts on either side of the street;

Only at the end of this street, on a three-story house with a door facing the street, there was a sign with the words 'Star Travel Group' hanging on it.

Beside Steve, Old Pete pointed at the sign at the end of the street and urged:

"Let's go, there's nothing you need here.

If you want good stuff, you have to go to the Star Travel Group’s store.”

After saying that, the two of them walked through the bustling crowd and headed to the end of the street.