Soon the tavern was divided into two parts. The players gathered around the employer began to happily register their personal information and combat power assessments. It seemed that they were preparing to do a good job under this generous employer. The players who were not ready to participate on the other side also formed a small group.

Among them, Barrett is obviously one of the latter. He can be said to be grateful to some people for their verbal confident journey to the underground world. Not to mention the untrue message, the lineup in front of him alone makes people feel at ease.

"Do you don't want to try it?" The half-length wanderer who had wiped the tool jumped to Barrett's table and asked, bent down and stared at Barrett's eyes.

Barrett looked at the little guy in front of him with a boredom, although the other party's actual age was still unclear: "Then why don't you go!"

"Didn't you hear the other party say so clearly? You don't need a trap remover like me. How can I, a small man, compare to them with their combat power?" As he said that, the half-length wanderer in front of him looked at the surging crowds over there with some resentment.

Barrett retorted in disbelief: "As a bloodline heir, your..."

But before Barret finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the hands of the dwarf in front of him: "Let's talk about this later. Please change the place with us and talk about how it is."

"With you? Are you going to do it alone? Why choose me?" Barrett turned his gaze to the dwarf not far away.

The halfling looked very serious: "That's right! Just me and the anvil. As for why you chose you, judging from your image, you are the same type of people as us! Shouldn't we make more effective use of this advantage?"

"This is also a suggestion, so let's find a place to chat casually. If the intention is right..." Before he could finish his words, a voice came from behind Barrett: "If you don't mind, add me!"

Isn't this voice the paladin who just asked? 'Why didn't he join that adventure team and turned to this place?' The idea of ​​the three people instantly appeared in the heads.

Under the eyes of the two of them, the paladin turned red: "After the other party knew that I was a paladin, he firmly declined me. In order to make up for the mistakes that had not been notified before, I gave me 10 credit points to compensate."

OK! This is the so-called professional discrimination - Paladins have always had poor popularity among players. If there is a Paladin in the team, many things are inconvenient to do. Most players are guys who cannot tell the truth, and things like holding the sheep are common.

So usually, paladins have to take some tasks in their respective temples. After accumulating a certain amount of contribution, they can get a letter of introduction from their respective instructors and go to the city to take on other tasks. It can be said that in many cases, paladins and ordinary players become two parallel lines, which is also the problem they are called closest to indigenous professions.

Of course, after paying such a great price, the abilities and benefits obtained by the paladin are definitely good. Just like the half-body armor that this person is wearing now and the weapons in his hand are provided by the temple. These alone are enough to make most players salivate in the early stage. What's more, the temple's church mission rewards are not low, but the cycle is a bit long.

"Okay! The Paladin's is indeed a troublesome existence." The half-ling shrugged and looked helpless, obviously falling into a tangle.

In terms of strength, the guy in front of him should be good - this is not just a matter of equipment, but the skill level of the paladin who can leave the temple and move alone is not too bad. This is a bit like a graduation exam. But compared with the inconvenience that will bring him, it is hard to say which one is better or worse.

Fortunately, the halfling in front of him was just hesitating instead of directly refusing. Barret immediately struck while the heat said: "I think it would be a suitable choice to have a paladin act together. At least when negotiating with the indigenous people, the paladin has a great advantage."

Of course, if someone refuses at once, Barrett will be more careful while waiting for negotiations. Perhaps finding excuses to leave is the most correct choice - teammates in the evil camp are often more dangerous.

"Okay! We are not ready to cause that kind of trouble anyway." At this point, the halfling finally reluctantly agreed.

"Bena comes here quickly!" The paladin turned his head and looked behind and said. Then Barrett saw the carefree dog girl coming over.

"Are you friends before?" Halfling said with a **. Now the girl's performance before was not as if she was waiting for someone.

"No! I just became a friend." The paladin scratched the back of his head, with a hint of blush on his fair face.

I saw the half-body rolling on the table in anger: "Damn it! I hate such a winner in life!"

The dwarf had to go forward helplessly and lift the little guy who was rolling around: "Okay, let's find another place to chat!"

After saying that, he walked towards the entrance of the tavern.

Compared to the sheep and spice tavern, the furnace hotel where everyone is now in is much deserted. Fortunately, the owner here is in order, giving people a sense of home warmth. The dwarf uncle who was on a wooden table next to the stairs was counting the gold coins in his and his bags. While smiling, he also wiped each shining left face with a cloth (a gold coin issued by the Church of the Goddess of Commerce and Wealth, which is also the most popular among the indigenous people).

On the blackened wooden table in the hotel, the few people first began to talk about their experiences in recent days. After the initial sense of strangeness disappeared, several people began to get to the point.

"If you really want to form a team to take risks, you can first determine the distribution method and everyone's share before this! Otherwise, you will be annoyed at that time." Unexpectedly, the girl named Benna first asked this question.

According to her own words, as a girl who looks good but is not a vase, there are countless people and teams who come to work with her, but there are not a few. Unfortunately, she has participated in several so-called adventures. No matter how harmonious they get along, she ends up with uneven distribution and teammates turning against each other.

The halfling's face was not very good either: "Our previous team was also disbanded for this reason." It was accompanied by the silence of the dwarf.

During this silence, Barrett pointed to the desktop with his finger: "I think this is not a big problem! If you want to cooperate for a long time, why not sign a special cooperation agreement! I don't think this is the privilege of those big bosses."

In the game "Diara Continent", forming a team is a very common thing. In order to carry out tasks and gain experience, players always have to form teams or even team activities. Because at present, the upgrade method of killing monsters is a big test for individual players.

First of all, the experience is low. Killing a low-level monster like a goblin has only 2 to 3 points. In other words, you must kill three or four hundred to upgrade to the second level.

Secondly, the difficulty is high. Usually, the combat power of a goblin is especially hand-to-hand combat ability. At least it is not much worse than a wanderer, let alone the traditional non-hand combat professions such as mages. In addition, the scarce spell positions and weak early spell effects, most casting professions cannot level up by one person at all.

What's even more annoying is that the poverty of goblins is also outrageous. Unless you can take out a goblin nest, you don't even think about it by fighting to support the war - the little bit of ragged iron you picked up is not enough to buy supplies when you buy equipment.

As for choosing other monsters, few people can face the rest except goblins! In addition to the serious punishment of death, team fighting has become an inevitable choice.

However, the usual team is quite loose and has no binding force. It is just a temporary combination for the sake of profit. This combination method often has problems.

The non-combat missions in the city, not to mention the difficulty of obtaining, the experience value is even more sad. As Barrett's identity as a person, he has barely reached double digits in the past month!

The halfling asked hesitantly: "If you have a long-term combination, that general point is not a small number. This needs to be considered carefully. Can you introduce what you are good at?"

Barrett asked back: "Why shouldn't the two people who should introduce the invitation first?"

"Okay! Then I'll come first. You can call me Anvil, the exclusive warrior branch of the profession dwarf to break the enemy's hammer." As he said that, Anvil slapped the hammer beside him.

"I'm a Halfling Wanderer Noodles, OK! This is just a name that you can get, you don't have to pay attention." When talking about this, the noodles were particularly emphasized and emphasized, "Although my frontal combat ability is not very good, in terms of unlocking and unlocking traps, my ability adjustment value reached 8, and my hand skills reached 6."

Although Barrett did not respond after hearing this, the expressions of the Paladin and the Hunter immediately changed. These two items alone mean that the agility and intelligence attributes of the noodles are above 14 o'clock. And it seems that there are good props.

"Is it my turn? My profession is a special profession led by Borham. In addition to being positive and not losing to the warrior, he can also provide himself and his teammates with certain responsiveness during the battle." Barrett's words were untrue. He didn't believe that the other party was talking about his all his trump cards!

The little white face in the half-length mouth came back to her senses and tidied her hair: "My name is Mario, and everyone knows the identity of the Paladin. My unique background can get some help from the Temple of the Lord of Justice in various places."

Then the orc asked with a shameless face: "Then it's your turn in the end, cute lady."
Chapter completed!