The remaining players of Bruto's team were finally released by the Amazons. The pitiful ranger contributed all his belongings. Although he failed to collect two thousand gold coins, after leaving behind the weapons and armor of several other people, the Amazons generously allowed them to get out of the jungle.

"Each of you owes me five hundred gold coins!" Mr. Ranger carried a seriously injured person on his back, dragging two wounded people lying on a simple stretcher with a tree vine in his hand, walking out of the forest step by step, and kept muttering: "That's the property I saved for two years, that's the money I planned to use to advance to the profession, the money to buy equipment, the money to buy a house, and...."

"Can a thousand seven hundred gold coins do so many things?" The wounded man behind him couldn't help it and asked, "Have you saved so much money in the past two years?"

"That's one thousand seven hundred and twenty-seven gold coins and fifty-six silver coins!" The golfer breathed hard: "What does it mean that I only saved so much money? You have more money than me?"

"I earned a lot, and I spent a lot." The wounded coughed in pain. The half-body armor he wore was enchanted equipment, but he didn't use it. He was smashed into scrap iron by the female barbarian: "I bought this armor for 1,200 gold coins, but this time I won't die for a long time. I have a way to make money. For the sake of your help to pay for my life, I will bring you."

"Tell me!" the Ranger hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"I have a friend who has many rich people in his circle. They are tired of playing in the real world and want to have some fun in this world. They usually exchange cash for gold coins. If you are willing to collect cash, you will earn more." The wounded coughed a few more times, and 80% of his ribs were inserted into his lungs. He had already drunk a few bottles of holy water, so it would be fine to hold his life.

"What business?" Ranger felt as if he had encountered the opportunity he had been looking forward to.

"Just help find some girls, distinctive girls." A nostalgic smile appeared on the wounded's weak face: "The village girl and peasant women who used to be a little beautiful could also sell hundreds of gold coins, but now it's a bit difficult. They want to turn beasts into humans and elves. Of course, the Amazons just now are also good."

"Who else knows this business?" Ranger heard from the wounded that this was obviously a large-scale business.

"I tell you quietly, don't tell others. I have seen General Heinrich there. This is how the fox girl next to him came." The wounded tried hard to swallow the blood and said in an air-breathing tone: "Elf is always the most valuable, but unfortunately few people succeed."

A smile appeared on the corner of the Ranger's mouth, and he said to the wounded person behind him very seriously: "I am very interested, so I'll say more to me."

The reason why he was so poor was because he found his own belief in the game. An organization called Harpist accepted him when he was most confused. Those friendly natives gave his family the feeling.

Ranger has been playing a good person in the past four years of game life. Many players have chosen to release their beastly and wild side in the game, but he chose another direction.

Outside the game, he was a bachelor who had spent fifteen years in prison. He wandered at the bottom of society and lived hard every day with government relief food. If the game had not been for the appearance of the game, the EU government would have subsidized additional compensation to low-income players every day, he might have frozen to death one winter morning.

Ranger has always played his role in the game with a grateful attitude, including when dealing with the aboriginal people, and he has always adhered to the mentality of repaying kindness to help those in need.

The Harpist organization is an indigenous organization. They hide in the dark and have been protecting the order of civilization, secretly fighting chaos and other evil forces' evil deeds. The Ranger is the first player member they absorbed.

The entire assessment process lasted for a year. The Harpist organization heard about the ranger's good deeds and secretly observed him for a whole year before deciding to recruit him to become his own member. At that time, they did not know that he was a player.

Ranger's mission this time is to go to Yuannan as an EU player, but in secret his real mission is to secretly observe the Seris as a member of a harpist.

The image of the Cyris is not very good in the old continent. Of course, this is mainly because of Huang Laoxie's personal style, and he is really suitable to play a thug.

But the harpists also saw completely different images from many other Cialis people. They had no ability or suitable members to observe the Eastern continent, so the Far South became the most suitable observation point.

All the filth behind a person and a civilization will be fully reflected in the war. The harpist hopes to know what kind of force the Seris are, whether they can try to contact with the civilized forces, or are they another invader as shown by the pirate king?

For harpists, this is very important. They missed the Shadow Organization not long ago and thought they were just a killer organization focusing on interests. In the end, the remnants of the Shadow Organization planned the tragedy of "The Burning of Paris", which eventually led to the division of the Blast Furnace Empire.

In older history, they also thought that Kelmohan's demon hunters were a group of inhuman immortals, but they almost clashed with the group of forces that also wanted to protect the civilized world.

The harpist organization has made many mistakes, but they often make the right choices and prevent disasters from happening in the dark.

Ranger didn't mind at all digging out a secret human trafficking organization hidden in the dark during this process. He had long put his player's identity aside.

"Tell me the details, brother, I'm very short of money." The power under the Ranger's feet became sufficient: "I don't know that General Heinrich actually has this kind of hobby. Tell me about what other big guys you've met? Your experience is much more exciting than mine. I've been hunting in the forest before and exchanged fur for gold coins. That's really stupid."

"I can't tell you now, my friend, let's leave this damn forest early." The wounded looked behind him with some fear, as if he was worried that the Amazons would suddenly appear: "The future of these Amazons will definitely not be easy, I promise!"

So are you, I promise!

The ranger walked out of the jungle step by step, with firm steps.
Chapter completed!