After signing the cooperation contract and paying a deposit of 10,000 gold coins, Cindy took out a booklet and handed it to Downton.
"The above is what adventurers need to pay attention to in the Underdark, as well as a list of items that need to be prepared."
Downton was still doubting whether he had met a liar just now, but he felt relieved after seeing this extremely detailed list that even included local herbal medicines for treating acute dysentery.
Even if Cindy disappears, this information is enough to support him to reach the Hobbit town.
This is an adventure trip that will take at least three months, so Cindy gave Downton two days to pack his bags.
Space equipment is rare and expensive. Even if adventurers are wealthy enough to afford it, they still have to properly match the supplies they carry. After all, there are very few rich people like Downton who have war space and can load whatever they want.
"Luxury is also a sin!"
Downton was filled with emotion when he saw that Homer had prepared various supplies for a hundred years, including tens of thousands of liters of spring water in iron barrels, which would be enough for ten months of bathing five times a day.
"Be prepared, you don't want to starve to death in the secret realm, do you?"
Homer is thinking about Downton. There are too many things to be wary of when you go out. At the very least, you shouldn't eat food from even members of the same team. This is common sense.
Because the Green Goblin is very rare, Downton decided to buy a new war horse in order to avoid the crime of being pregnant with the treasure and was assassinated to seize the treasure. As a result, Homer sprayed him bloody on the head.
"Mounts are important items related to life and death. How can you change them casually? Even if the Green Goblin has wisdom and has reached an unspoken understanding with you, he still needs to constantly get along with you."
It's right to be cautious, but Downton is used in the wrong place.
"After joining the team, everyone's information must be reported to the team leader and guide. Besides, you killed people on the spot in the Dark Elf Tavern. You must have become famous for rejecting the recruitment of the Bavarian royal family. Plus, with that skull dragon, to be honest, you want to plot against someone.
Your people must also weigh their own weight."
The God of Cheap said this out of selfish motives. She wanted Downton to show off all the good things and attract a large group of pretenders to besiege him, so that he could kill people openly, and then she could also get a part of the soul remains.
During the two days of preparation, Downton had been taught a lesson, one by the Ancient Encyclopedia, and the other by the fallen gods. No matter how cheap and rich the experience was, he was completely overwhelmed, so he had no excuse to refute. But the advice is hard to hear.
, and he also learned a lot.
The meeting time was 7 o'clock in the morning, outside the east gate of Piana. When Downton arrived, he saw that there were already more than a dozen business groups waiting here.
The mules and horses wearing bridles, the trucks filled with supplies, and the mercenaries gathered around chatting and spanking, under the bright morning light, formed a picture of the beginning of a journey of a thousand miles.
The stewards took lists, counted the goods, and from time to time would kick the servants who were following them. There were solemn and excited expressions on their faces. They were tempted by the huge benefits, but also worried about the dangers of the journey.
Without much effort, Downton found his guide Cindy. She was still dressed as a ranger, wearing tight-fitting dark red leather armor and a pair of knee-high boots.
She is thin and carries a short-handled hunting bow on her back. At her waist are two narrow curved scimitars, one long and one short. She also has a dagger stuck in her boots. She is armed to the teeth. Other than that, she is a
A large black cloak hung down to the crook of his legs.
This is a must-have equipment for adventurers. Once camping in the wild, even if there is no tent, as long as the waterproof cloak is tightly wrapped, it can also be used as a blanket.
"Wait a moment, there are still a few people who haven't come yet!"
Seeing Downton, Cindy nodded and glanced at the Green Goblin he was holding, but more eyes were on Hu Tao, because the little Loli was sitting cross-legged on the back of the Void Ray, holding the reins.
Looking left and right curiously.
"It's actually a flying mount? Do you know it?"
"The undead Void Ray is very rare. I don't know where she got it from, and it seems to be of a high level."
"With this kind of mount, the survival rate will be increased by at least 50%. After all, you can escape if you can't defeat it. Once you get into the air, you will basically not die as long as you don't encounter the flying monsters underground."
The people around looked at the Sky Ray, whispering to each other, with envy in their eyes. As for Downton's Green Goblin, they took one look at it and stopped paying attention.
"Huh? I'm a pure-blooded fiery nightmare. Why don't I get as much attention as a broken fish?"
The Green Goblin originally held his head high and walked in a dressage, just to get admiring looks and comments, but who knew he was completely ignored, which made him extremely depressed.
"Come on, look at the mounts around you. I've seen more than a hundred famous pure-blood war horses alone, and many of them are rarer than you."
Downton knows how ignorant he is. There is an unwritten standard in the adventure world. Only when you reach the fourth level of Judgment can you protect yourself by going to the Underdark. Therefore, those who have the courage to take this trip are not bad at all.
At the Judgment level, magicians are basically worth a lot of money, and their mounts are of great importance, so it is completely normal to spend money on rare mounts.
Not to mention pure-blood war horses, undead war horses, hell nightmares, Komodo war beasts, and ibexes, you can see a lot of these rare mounts. As for the rarer chocobos, raptors, and Downton, you can see them all.
There are several of them. Among these rare mounts, although the Green Goblin is good, it has not become the focus.
"I'm not going, I want to go home!"
The Green Goblin lost his temper, stuck out his butt and refused to move, holding the reins straight.
Downton had a black line on his forehead and was hesitating what to say, but the Green Goblin continued to talk nonsense.
"Huh? Why didn't you persuade me? How can I ask for reward? Wait, you're not going to take other mounts with you, are you?"
The Green Goblin quickly denied his judgment, "No, except for me, how can those garbage mounts be able to afford this journey?"
"I am Di Polo, this nightmare is a chatterbox, so annoying!"
"It speaks devilish language, right?"
"The nightmare of wisdom has been activated. This should be a high-level demon, right?"
Not many people around could understand Devil's language, but the Green Goblin's continuous articulation and deliberate cadence were obviously some kind of language, and it was difficult for everyone not to notice.
"What are they talking about? Are they complimenting me?"
The Green Goblin saw a lot of eyes on him, so he straightened his back quickly, assumed the most muscular posture, and then asked Downton in a low voice.
"No, I want to learn human language. For intuitive compliments like this, I can only respect them by replying immediately."
Before Downton could respond, the Green Goblin started chattering again and shook his head.
The rippling red mane did have some charm, but it was a pity that it was all ruined by these mutterings.
"puff!"
The girl with mediocre appearance but a pair of pure eyes laughed, but soon started coughing again.
"Wow, her eyes are so beautiful, more brilliant than the most beautiful gem I have ever seen." The Green Goblin said happily and ran directly to the girl, "What is your name? My name is the Green Goblin. I come from the abyss. I am a horse."
A pureblood's fiery nightmare."
"My name is Twilight!"
The girl touched the Green Goblin's back, and he narrowed his eyes in comfort.
"You can't tell by appearance, but she actually understands the devil's language."
Homer praised it. This is a very partial subject. If the girl named Twilight knew Elvish, she would not be curious. After all, it is a required course for legal professions.
As a guide, Cindy had already contacted several small, isolated groups. They looked at Downton unscrupulously, and he looked back unceremoniously.
A pair of dwarf brothers, only 1.2 meters tall, look like two buckets, but whoever dares to underestimate them definitely doesn't know how to write the word "death". They are wearing light armor and carrying a battle box, which should be
The heavy armor, as for the weapon, is a chariot ax with a radius of one meter. When swung, it can split a large beast into two, and it can also be used as a shield.
"It should be five hundred pounds!"
Homer estimated the approximate weight, but dwarves were born with great strength and were rich in warriors. Even if they used a thousand-pound weapon, Downton wouldn't be surprised.
There are thirty-five tauren next to them, wearing a piece of leather armor and carrying a totem pole one and a half meters long. Judging from their close relationship, they must be from the same orc tribe. The leader is obviously the chief, and he is wearing expensive clothes.
Fei's leather armor is also holding a Komodo war beast mount.
This monster is like a small mountain, five or six times larger than an adult rhinoceros. It is really visually stunning, and its combat capability is not bad. Its thick skin will not even be attacked by a ballista from the front.
Injuried.
Sensing Downton's gaze, the tauren chief glared back. Orcs were like that. They were not good at hiding their emotions. They probably felt offended, so they were very unfriendly.
"I, Di Polo, this one is definitely better than Balak."
Downton recalled the scene when he first met Barak, a master who didn't dare to resist even the son of the mayor of Morning Mist Town even kicked his nose in his face.
"Look, familiar person!"
Hu Tao poked Downton's waist and motioned him to look behind the tauren. There squatted an adventurer in a black robe, the same one Downton had seen in the secret realm and on the cruise ship.
This guy was unsociable, and his aura became even more gloomy, as if everyone owed him a large sum of money. Occasionally, when he raised his head, a sharp gaze would pass by him.
"Be careful, this guy is not a good guy."
Homer can take the initiative to remind him that the danger of the man in black robe is obviously higher than that of the minotaurs.
Twilight's horse was a sick horse. It was very thin and had hair loss in some parts, making it ugly. However, she didn't care. She gently grabbed a handful of beans from the luggage carried by the horse and fed it to the Green Goblin.
The Green Goblin tilted his head and said, "I am a carnivore."
Twilight smiled and fed the beans to the sick horse.
A joint caravan set off, which made the chief impatient and couldn't help but question them in a rough voice.
"Who are we waiting for? When will we set off?"
"Sorry, they should be here soon." Cindy showed an apologetic smile, "Don't worry, if they don't come in half an hour, we will set off." (To be continued...)