early morning.

Fairhaven just woke up from his sleep.

In the cool air, Fairhaven was scattered in the Wenhe River channel throughout the city. The boiling lava spring water emitted a faint scent of sulfur and thick white mist, which poured out from the lu patios around the streets and flowed through the doors of each building along the waterway.

People who were too lazy to draw water from the Yongquan in every courtyard casually used wooden barrels or clay pots to fill lava springs from the waterway, and talked to neighbors in the morning, while washing comfortably, and raised their tone in their mouths. When they asked what the business was yesterday, the coachman pulled several more guests, and the loggers opened the forest farm again, and the tax revenue was recently raised. Those greedy tax officials should be hung on the leaves of the windmill in the mill.

The bleak mist slowly rose, gathering into the sky of Fairhaven, covering the ancient city like a dream...

Fairhaven's city gate had just opened, and teams of law enforcement knights, on the magnificent battle horse, proudly held their heads with pride and proud leadership, led their cavalry team to the roads and began to carry out their daily routine patrol missions.

A team of adventurers who looked a little embarrassed, slowly walked into the city in the dust raised after the law enforcement cavalry team left, attracting the attention of some vendors and shops who were sorting out goods and planning to start business. Poor adventurers, were they locked out of the city and became neighbors with the fierce rabbit for one night? It is rare to see adventurers who entered the city so early. After all, a refreshing morning is a good time to hunt.

Fairhaven is a very dreamy and ideal city. Although it is the background of the Middle Ages, the city has towering, dozens of floors of skyscrapers, and there is no support. It is paved with bluestone, and it is lightly floating in the air without any support.

This place has perfect water conservancy and underground pipeline projects that are not available in real high-tech metropolis. The entire city is full of perfect public welfare facilities and the most complete sanitary and environmental protection treatment system.

The wide street of Sixteen Zhadao, which can be used to run in parallel with sixteen large carriages, will appear every kilometer. A convenient aerial trail will appear. When you wave to stop, you will be called up to taxi cars...

Doesn't it sound realistic?

If it weren't for the clothes of pedestrians on the road, the running ancient carriages, the strange humanoid and non-human races, and the adventurers and mercenaries who carried controlled knives to show off the city, you might think this is a science fiction city in a high-tech context, rather than an ancient magical capital with a long history of more than a thousand years.

Although I have walked through many times, Wutong still feels very magical every time I step on the ground of this city, because he saw from the classics that Fairhaven is not the most magical and majestic city on this continent, but just one of the many ordinary ancient cities.

Wutong and the others had no time to care about the surprising gazes that passers-by. After leaving [the Crying Wilderness], they rushed back to Gaote Village and urgently rented several four-wheeled carriages and rushed back to Ferhaven. The car was lying in the car with high heat, black faces, white mouths, and a few other soldiers with a dusk-like face.

After the unlucky guys were bitten by the ghoul, they immediately became infected with the [Ghost Fever Epidemic]. This kind of antidote, antidote and priests they carried with them were powerless. After Wutong and others completed their inauguration task and returned from the Geosinal Alchemy Laboratory, they found that they had fainted at the entrance, as if they were because their physical fitness fell to their limit and fell into a [unmally] state.

The hung companions can "cover cloaks" for them, but Pea and the others are obviously angry. They can't just throw them here and wait for death, right? That's too unfaithful... I guess if Pea is still awake, she will stretch out her arms and shout tremblingly: "I think I can still save it!"

So Wutong had to release a few [floating disc techniques] and drag them back to Gaote Village. However, in remote villages like Gaote Village, the reserved drugs and pharmacists could not catch up with Wutong and the others with them, so they had to rent a carriage overnight to rush back to Ferhavan to rescue him as a living horse.

Although I only have one level of experience after dying, starting from level 1, the experience of one level is very exaggerated. A gamer who has reached level 1 like Pea, who has a level of experience of tens of millions of energy points. If he loses it, it is not that easy to practice again.

What was unlucky was that when they rushed back to Ferhaven, it was already the time to close the gate at night. The people who could not enter Ferhaven had to temporarily camp outside the city gate. They could only enter the city after the gate was opened again at dawn. After such trouble, the pea, who was about to hang, were left with only breathing and no air intake.

He rented a carriage and quickly sent them to the nearest pharmacy store. After the pharmacist took a look, he shook his head and drove them out. The group looked at the pea in a dizzy state and Wutong helped to say to the pea with a black face: "Brother, it's not that we don't work hard, it's really that you are not lucky!"

The city cannot abandon the corpses at will. Wutong and the others can only send the pea, who is still alive and still not dead, to the cemetery in Fairhaven, and send them into the morgue... It's a similar place anyway. To be honest, Wutong and the others don't know what the place used to park the corpses before the Western cemetery was buried. In short, they put them in the coffin used by vampires commonly used in the movies and park them in a hall of Yinsen.

There are thousands of coffins placed in the huge hall. These are the indigenous people who died in Fairhaven City recently. As a large city that accommodates nearly 10 million indigenous people, the number of newborns and dead people born every day is quite large.

Therefore, many cemeteries have been built in Fairhaven City, which covers a huge area. As a place to deal with the dead, over the years, the large cemetery of Yinsong looks like the shooting scene of a horror film. Wutong also joked with her companions that if Pea and the others were faster, they might be able to attend their own funeral.

But no one expected that Wutong's words would be realized soon...

There was no big change when they left the city of Fairhaven. Countless players were still so busy. Wutong and the others who finally got their inauguration certificates went to the "No. 44 Secret Shop" on Mercenary Street to meet Lin Linling, who had long been "returning to the city for free", but unexpectedly found that Pea and the others were "dead" faster than them!

Looking at the depressed pea and the others, Wutong and the others were surprised. Is the punishment for these guys' death ending so soon? Why did they just send them into the cemetery, and when they left, they seemed to be still venting their anger. When they took a carriage to the "Secret Shop No. 44", they were already resurrected from the temple?

But seeing that they were depressed enough, Wutong and the others couldn't mention their "sad things". The group drove excitedly to the Vinanten Academy in Antian inner city to ask old man Zemuer to hand over the inauguration task!

Originally, except for the caster profession, the inaugural tutors of other professions were not in Vienne College, but the task of "The Missing Warrior Apprentice Trial Team of Orao Wu Dynasty" was dominated by Wutong's trial mission, so a group of people could only follow him after they received the certificate of completing the inaugural tutor. Only after they had obtained the certificate of completing the inaugural tutor, everyone would disperse and find their own professional tutors to take up their jobs.

If you think about it, this task that is far beyond the difficulty of a normal job task must be very generous, right?

Everyone was looking forward to the Vienne College and excitedly rushed to Vienne College. Under Wutong's leadership, they found the youngest assistant teacher, Mike, of Vienne College, and handed him the crystal ball that had gathered twenty martial artists apprentices to him.

After getting the crystal ball, Old Mike released an unknown backtracking spell on the crystal ball. He obtained the recorded images like he was checking the battlefield recorder. He looked at Wutong in surprise, but nodded with a smile on his face without saying anything, encouraged everyone, and then turned around and entered the office of the dean. After a while, he took out a stack of recommendation letters and distributed them to everyone, guiding them to find the designated professional mentor on the recommendation letter to complete the final job.

Letter of recommendation!

The players were uproared and cheered. Although there were not many players working in the Asia-American region and there was no reference, there were quite a few players working in the Europa region, and there were no contacts in the game. However, in the official community outside the game, there were a large number of information released by players from various regions to refer to.

Generally speaking, ordinary players complete their inauguration tasks and receive only the benefits of formal professions in career venues like Vienne College, which is the so-called completion of inauguration.

However, not all players can get good things in the inaugural task, because the recommendation letter can often recommend the holder to work in some special professional institutions, or even become a formal student of a dedicated professional instructor. If you are lucky, you may become a [disciple]!

There seems to be little difference between them, but fools know that a good xxx is more conducive to their future development. For example, Wutong, after having a group of super terrifying teachers, he can walk sideways in this Fairhaven City. At least, there will not be too many people and forces willing to provoke him. Even a good "tiger skin" is a very effective protective tool in many places!

The recommendation letters obtained by the players were personally recommended by Master Zemur, the Dean of the Wiener College! It is conceivable how much it is!

Although everyone's recommendation letters are different, such as those warrior players, who were collectively recommended to the Royal Legion of the Principality of Andele, and were even allowed to obtain the status of a Royal Legion soldier, this is a rare and good opportunity for most players who are unable to enter the indigenous forces at present.

Others, such as two minstrels, were recommended to study at the Royal Grand Theater of Andele. Three priests, including Xiaoxiao, and two paladins, Lin Linling, and the God of War, were recommended to study at the Royal Priesthood of Andele. The barbarians were recommended to return to the Orang Wuya Temple to become disciples of the martial artsists who issued the mission. Infinite, Xiao San, and even Pea were recommended to study at a mysterious organization called "Eye of the Royal Family". Halfling Berserker Yaya and handsome Lorena were recommended to be trained in the Royal Berserker Corps, and others also had their own benefits.

As for the wizards, they naturally would not treat them unfairly. They were all assigned to the tutors of various departments and schools of Vienne College, became their disciples, and began their long study career.

When everyone got the recommendation letter, Old Mike smiled and waved Piaotianwen.com! Go to report to your mentor early!" The players dispersed happily, and only Wutong was left at the scene, looking dumbfoundedly at the backs of the players who ran away without even saying hello.

How about me?"

Wutong is so depressed! He didn’t get a letter of recommendation for employment alone, which is unscientific~!

"you?"

Old Mike said with a smile: "Of course you don't need to give a letter of recommendation. Lord Zemur is waiting for you in his Grand Master Tower. I will take you to see him now!"

Wutong realized that he was already the chief disciple of the Ninth Department of the Vinanten Academy and the dean’s personal disciple. Naturally, he would not have to use a letter of recommendation to become the disciple of the mentor. He just didn’t know what the reward would be after completing such a difficult inauguration task.

"Well?"

Wutong was stunned. He just saw Old Mike entering Zemur's office and thought he was working inside, but he was not inside. Who wrote those recommendation letters just now? Could it be Old Mike's capture?

Following Old Mike into the dean's office, there was indeed no one inside. Before he could ask, Wutong, who was following Old Mike, felt a flash in front of him, and the scene in front of him changed from the scene in the office to the foot of a towering mage tower. Old Mike's figure in gray robe seemed to have nothing happened, and he was moving forward without a single step!

After staying for a while, Wutong looked around. It was indeed the Tallinn area of ​​the Wiener College of the Wiener Academy. Towers of towering mages are distributed in this area. Although the scale is not consistent, the materials of the mages are also different, and the styles and shapes are also different. But the only thing that is the same is that all the mages towers are like violently burning torches in Wutong's perception, which are emitting strong aura!

Wutong was frightened. It might not be possible that the mage could feel it. Such a strong aura boom was no safer in his senses than the nuclear bombs in the countdown. He even felt his body, in the violent aura boom that scattered out of these terrifying mage towers, it was like a fallen leaf in xxx, and could be torn to pieces at any time!

He was shocked like a little white rabbit in front of a tiger. He only knew that he was staring at the Wutong in the surrounding mage tower without notice. He had already walked to the core of the mage's Tallin District, which was also the tallest, largest, thickest, and simplest in the entire mage tower. The old Mike at the foot of the Yunbai Sè mage tower looked back at him, smiled, and entered the mage tower without waiting for him.

When Wutong came to her senses, she found that the old Mike was missing. She immediately sweated for a moment and rushed to follow her. However, when he ran into the first floor of the mage tower, the old Mike had already disappeared.

He looked up and looked around. The inside of the Mage Tower looked more empty than the outside. Wutong didn't even know where to go to find old Mike or old Zemur. However, according to the law of people with status and status, they all like to live in higher-rise spaces. Wutong probably had to climb to the top of the Mage Tower to find them.

I looked around and found that the layout of the first layer was relatively simple, and it was even a little empty. The ground was covered with a large number of strange rune formations. Wutong was not interested in stepping on it to test the effects of those arrays. She could only carefully avoid the rune on the ground, and tried to walk to the spiral stairs next to the wall, and began to climb with her fate.

This mage tower is the tallest in Tallinn, and you can't even see its full view when standing at its feet, because half of the tower body has been hidden in the clouds. Conservatively, this mage tower has at least hundreds of floors. Old men like Mike and Zemur will definitely not be interested in using this ladder that decorates the xing more than the practical ones. They must have other ways to directly reach any floor of this mage tower.

Who told me to fall behind? The youngest assistant coach didn't wait for him. It was obvious that he was planning to tease him. Maybe it was the instruction of old man Zemuer. Wutong gritted his teeth and secretly cursed himself for this evil thing and was an old man who liked to think about his apprenticeship.

"Guess how long will he give up? Do you want to make a bet? I guess he will go down again in at most 10 minutes!"

Old man Zemur grabbed his beard and looked at Wutong, who was trying to climb the stairs in a huge crystal ball with interest. He smiled badly, and the old Mike beside him couldn't help but shake his head, too lazy to comment on the prank of this evil dean's prank that teased his apprentice.

"Do you want to notify other great masters to come here? I think the talent shown by this poor little guy during his inauguration task will surprise them."

"Don't worry! Don't worry!"

Zemur looked at the crystal ball and began to fall into confusion. Wutong was staring around and laughed: "My dear disciple is not able to climb up so quickly. It's not too late to inform them after he climbs up!"

Old Mike rolled his eyes: "Are you sure your disciples can climb under this endless tower left over from the Neser era in their lifetime? I remember you said back then, how long did you climb when you were still apprenticeship? Ten years or fifteen years?"
Chapter completed!