The Godsfall Chronicles Chapter 12: Camp life

There will always be gaps in reality and fantasy, so people are desperately eager and pursue most things. When they really have it, they often feel that it is nothing more than that, because most of the good things come from imagination.

Cloudhawk has a deep understanding.

Excavator(s) can eat enough, dress warmly, and have a place to live, so don’t worry about it?

Cloudhawk did think so before, but now I found out in the camp that it was not easier than Scavenger!

I opened my eyes every day to rejoice that I had lived another day without being cut in my dream, and then I started all kinds of hard work. Among them, the main job is to practice sparring, which is to give people a sandbag. The deputy is doing everything, helping Mantis, feeding Woola, repairing tools, and various coolies.

This day can be imagined!

mercenary are all experienced masters. Cloudhawk's bruised nose and swollen face has become the norm. Fortunately, under the strong recovery ability, as long as the injury is not serious, he sleeps for more than half of recovery. However, the next day continues.

Cloudhawk discovered a secret in himself in the process. His strength, agility, and control seem to grow day after day. Although the enhancement speed is not too fast, it is indeed slowly becoming stronger, which is enough to surprise Cloudhawk.

This shows that he should be strengthened more than recovery power.

This shows that his ability to be activated may be far beyond imagination.

This shows that he is not a waste that can only be used as sandbags!

Most of these are changes brought about by the mysterious stone, but it is a pity that no matter what method is used, the stone looks like an ordinary stone, and there is no response at all. Cloudhawk had to tie it around the neck and carry it close to the body every day, hoping to find a way to use it in the future.

Cloudhawk is getting used to the life of Black Flag Camp in the hard days of day after day.

Being beaten as an adult meat sandbag every day is not completely unprofitable. As the fat man Slyfox said, as the number of recovery continues to increase, his recovery power continues to improve, and the more he is beaten, the stronger his body becomes.

In addition, Cloudhawk is becoming more and more familiar with mercenary make a move routines and fighting skills, especially feeling that his strength and reaction speed are improving. Recently, I want to play a good fight with mercenary, but I finally resisted it. Now, he can't easily expose his abilities.

The secret cannot be known to anyone for the time being.

Slyfox, Mad Dog, these guys are not reliable!

Cloudhawk training is only a part of life. These mercenarys are frantically squeezing all of his value. As the least status member of Yellow Springs Mercenary Group, they serve tea and water, sweep the floor and wash clothes, pour feces in the urinal, sharpen the knife, maintain the gun, and carry it. Materials, repair cars, do everything.

Mantis often finds Cloudhawk as an assistant. Cloudhawk has been very uncomfortable and now knows the structure of the human body well, and can take out the human internal organs with closed eyes. Cloudhawk takes care of the daily life of Woola. From being chased and bitten by Woola every day, to getting along with Woola gradually...It took Cloudhawk a month to finally integrate into this group.

Anyway, mercenary gradually likes this little guy.

This little guy has a stubborn and tough personality. He is very reluctant to work every day, but he is always able to do a good job and is absolutely unambiguous. With him, he is much easier on and off the mercenary. Where is such a good hard labor? Find it?

Although Cloudhawk is still the least status in Yellow Springs Mercenary, you can’t eat together, and you can only live in an outside cabin, but people’s attitude towards him has changed from the initial contempt.

Being fattened by mercenary every day, Cloudhawk endured it.

I was chased by Woola every day and bit my butt. Cloudhawk endured.

Cloudhawk also endured all kinds of errands every day.

Growing up in the ruins of Cloudhawk Wilderness, he developed a gritty character early on. Even though he was treated so unbearably by ordinary people, although he kept cursing in his mouth, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Only a little unbearable.

Hungry!

Yes, it's hunger!

Cloudhawk found that as his physique gradually increased, his demand for food increased.

The **** and stingy Slyfox never gave him a promotion. The few pieces of bread every day don't fill up enough's stomach at all. He can only occasionally find some leftovers leftover by mercenaries. But in most cases, Cloudhawk was called out by the three captains in a hungry situation.

For a whole month.

One can imagine the bitterness!

If it hadn't been for the endurance that Wilderness had tempered for more than ten years, Cloudhawk would have exploded and ran away from home! Cloudhawk knows that he can't leave yet. Although life in Black Flag Camp is hard, at least it is relatively stable!

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This is a rare and leisurely afternoon.

Cloudhawk conducts routine cleaning of Woola’s nest, mainly to pretend to be feces and other excrement. He one side doing one side pinched his nose and frowned and said, "Please don’t **** in the nest from now on, okay? Disgusting!"

Woola was lying lazily and basking in the sun. When he heard Cloudhawk daring to scold him, he immediately propped up his body with six legs, staring at his **** with scarlet eyes, grinning in the blood basin and let out a low growl, as if it would pounce at any time Take a bite.

"Okay, okay, when I didn't say anything!"

Cloudhawk suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum was tight. He was afraid of this grumpy guy. During this period of time, he was ravaged by him. Woola's combat effectiveness is stronger than the general mercenary. I am afraid it is second only to a few captains, although IQ is low. , But extremely irritable, not an easy guy.

"You can always pull wherever you like."

Woola snorted and lay down to continue basking in the sun.

When Cloudhawk dumped a bag of foul-smelling feces into the garbage canal, suddenly there was a dizziness, a strong twitching sensation in the abdomen, and the shadowy hunger came as scheduled. Every cell seemed to be waiting for feeding, frantically The body asks for energy.

This kind of pain is unimaginable.

Although Scavenger is extremely resistant to hunger, as the physique gradually improves, the pain of hunger seems to be ten times larger than before!

Cloudhawk licked his dry lips. He looked up at the clouds in the sky, and his mood became complicated again.

I desperately got rid of the Scavenger identity.

Is it just to live the life of serving tea and pouring manure every day?

Do these guys want me to be a cheap drudge for the rest of my life?

Is it true that in Yellow Springs Mercenary Group, the only value is to be a human sandbag?

During the one month of Black Flag Camp's life, Cloudhawk asked himself this way countless times. He also thought about missions like other mercenaries, because missions can earn more food, but you can only think about it.

In the eyes of Slyfox and other mercenarys, I am just a waste-like Recovery-type Evolver!

Cloudhawk feels the shriveled belly. Instead of thinking about something that is not marginal, it is better to go out and find something to eat.

The mercenary headquarters must have been unable to find anything, and now I can only try my luck elsewhere. For example, go to dig some grass roots and find a few bugs. Although you can't get enough, you can alleviate it. It's best to catch a mouse or something. I imagine it hasn't eaten meat for a long time.

Cloudhawk has a good idea, but it is destined to be disappointed.

Black Flag Camp has a population of 10,000 to 20,000, and most people at the bottom live no better than Wilderness Scavenger, so basically everything you can eat in the camp is no longer found. When wasting a lot of time and energy, the final gain is only greater disappointment and hunger.

When Cloudhawk wandered in a trance, almost fainted from hunger.

A notice at the entrance of a pub attracted attention: "Recruit temporary workers, work for two hours, five dried rat meat!"

Cloudhawk saw the words "Wai" and "Twist", his heart seemed to have been severely hammered, and he couldn't believe his eyes. You can earn five pieces of rat meat in two hours? In contrast, the Yellow Springs Mercenary treatment is just to kill the beggar!

Cloudhawk is a little excited and a little hesitant.

Because past experience tells him that Under the skies is not that cheap, and any gains have to be paid accordingly.

"Boy! That's right! It's you!" At this time, a lees red nose found Cloudhawk eager to try it, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he immediately stood up and said: "You come here!"

Cloudhawk hesitated and walked over.

"My name is Red Nose, do you know me?"

Cloudhawk shook his head.

"I don't know? That's great!" A fat man with a wine-groove-nosed smile made people feel very honest and kind: "Are you hungry?"

Cloudhawk nodded.

"Do you need a job?"

Cloudhawk nodded again.

"Hahaha, it's just time to come, this salary is clearly written, you still know the words? Okay, I don't bother to explain it anymore." The red nose pulled a wrinkle from the bottom of the table as he spoke. Put the paper on the table~IndoMTL.com~ First, press a handprint. "

Cloudhawk was dizzy with hunger and didn't even read the content clearly.

The red nose grabbed Cloudhawk's hand directly and pressed a fingerprint on it!

"From now on, you are hired!" The red nose waved to a black man big fellow standing next to him: "Old black, take him in."

Cloudhawk finds it inexplicable, but the red-nosed boss looks very enthusiastic. It's nothing more than two hours of work. What can be done no matter how hard and tired? Fight for the five dried rat meat too!

In the tavern, it’s like walking into another world. The eyes are full of colorful brilliance. The wild heavy metal music accompanies people yelling at each other ups and downs. People dance their bodies frantically here, and the air around them is filled with sniffing inferior tobacco and The smell of alcohol.

A simple central arena in the center attracted the attention of Cloudhawk.

This is a wooden platform with a few loops of hemp rope around it. The wooden floor is covered with sticky blood. Several exposed girls are working hard to wipe it.

A **** woman walked slowly to the ring.

People around shouted and whistled, and the scene was completely chaotic.

Heavy metal music, alcohol, tobacco, women, all these make male hormones surge.

Cloudhawk has never been to such a place before, and everything around him feels very fresh, completely unaware of what he will face next.

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