Chapter 12 The Dream of the Weak(1/2)
People must have dreams.
And Lore knew his dream since he was a child: get rid of poverty!
He looked down on the family that his parents carefully maintained. In his opinion, such a family is really too shabby and inconspicuous.
He should have a better family and an extremely eye-catching identity.
So, he struggled for this.
When he was in school, he studied hard.
After graduation, he worked hard.
but……
The fullness of dreams sets off the backbone of reality.
Even if he tried his best, he could not fulfill his dream. Even maintaining him was never looked down upon, and his dilapidated home became increasingly difficult.
And at this time, Lore admitted his ordinary life.
He is him, an extremely ordinary guy, and there is no difference between the people around him who see him.
Perhaps, it's a little bit worse.
After all, he has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and is far less popular than those with outstanding looks.
When a junior with outstanding appearance and a boss with the support of his boss, he easily became the leader of his group, Loer became more and more aware of the cruelty of reality.
Therefore, he became more cautious and...just by hand.
He watched the girl he had crush on became someone else's bride.
He watched his parents grow older.
He looked at his increasingly numb smile in the mirror.
He cried.
Crying loudly.
Then, he entered here.
A place that can change destiny in legend.
Use your life to change your destiny.
Is it fair?
fair.
At least, this place gives him a chance.
He vowed to seize every opportunity.
But after just one rookie trial, Lore realized the reality.
The fear of death made him tremble.
If it weren't for luck, he would have died long ago.
Lor knew this very well.
Therefore, when the steel chariot issued an invitation, he chose to join without hesitation, and took the least dangerous position as possible: the pioneer of the land.
Leading the newcomers to draw maps on the edge of the huge city, explore the landforms, and hold some points, it seems to be no different from in reality.
If it weren't for the three-month death period, he would have been very happy to continue.
After all, this is a double salary!
But there is no such good thing in reality!
He relied on every accumulation and luck to spend four copies in a striking and dangerous manner. In every copy world, he did not ask for more, but just wanted to complete the main task smoothly.
Naturally, the consequence is that his strength is extremely low.
The people who entered the huge city at the same time as him had already left him far behind, even if they entered late, they were far away.
Even some newcomers who know the inside story sneer at it.
But, what is this?
These guys only see the glorious and glorious side.
What about those losers?
No one thought of those losers who had no bones.
Lor thought of it.
He became more cautious. Even if someone provoked him in person, he would bear it with a smile, adhering to the principle of turning big things into small things.
coward!
No prospect!
Such titles fell on him in a constant stream, and Lore knew it and didn't know it.
As long as he is still alive.
Everything is perfect.
But one day his perfect life was broken.
He is about to start his fifth dungeon world and was transferred to the Steel Chariot strategy group because of his luck, which is undoubtedly jealous.
No one knows that following the strategy team will be a bumper harvest.
Lor naturally understood.
So, he became more and more cautious and tried his best to let people in the guild ignore him. He didn't want anything to go wrong at this time.
Of course, contact the members of the strategy group to give some filial piety. Luo Er was also doing this. This is part of his harvest from the last dungeon world and the accumulation of bringing new people to open up land in a huge city within three months.
Even if you can't bear it, it's a must.
It is not only to be able to keep this quota, but also to get more care after entering the dungeon world.
Luo Er, who is no longer a rookie, knows very well the difference between taking care of him and not taking care of him.
The early stage was smooth, and the other party accepted his filial piety.
While he breathed a sigh of relief, he began to look forward to the copy world that began immediately. However, one day, he suddenly realized that the members of the strategy team he had always respected became very strange.
The other party seemed to ignore him.
No, it's not ignoring him.
But...
Don't know each other!
It seems that the two sides have never met or talked.
What's the truth?
When the other party was a newcomer, he had met with the other party and took the other party to open up the land. It was precisely because of this relationship that he found the opportunity to be filial.
Now that the other party no longer recognizes people, what can he do?
A big fuss?
Let the other party lose face?
No, if you do that, he will be the one who is unlucky in the end.
Just as Lore was about to admit his bad luck, he suddenly noticed something strange inside the guild.
Those guys who always like to mock him and laugh at him have been silent for a while recently, and they have walked by the other side, and those guys have also chosen to ignore it.
Yes, ignore it!
Ignore the same as the members of the strategy group.
Moreover, such ignorance seems to be spreading.
Among the newcomers he had just brought, the young man who had always called him Captain Lore, became ignoring him.
More importantly, the other party also ignored other players of the same group.
If you ignore his words, it is because of the name of "coward", then it is really impossible to ignore others.
Confusion appeared in Lor's heart.
Just as he was about to ask privately and relieve his doubts, he suddenly found that the group of newcomers had disappeared silently.
Lor was shocked.
What does it mean to disappear in a huge city?
die!
What does a large-scale death of newcomers mean?
To be continued...