Chapter 1 Preliminary Tasks for the Trial of Warriors
A red sun rises over Nanshan Mountain,
Thousands of golden points illuminate Maekawa.
One day it rained,
Raincoat, raincoat,
Hold an umbrella, hold an umbrella.
After singing "Hymn to the Sun", Major couldn't help but admire his talent. What a genius! He sat on a tall oak tree and watched the golden sunshine pouring out from the east dispelling the fog that shrouded the earth.
, I felt so happy that I almost forgot that I was hungry.
Why climb a tree? Because a pack of wolves suddenly appeared in the woods outside the town, and collecting firewood immediately became a high-risk occupation. So Major did not dare to enter the woods and could only do it piecemeal outside, which was a waste of time and missed the town.
The city gate is closed, so I can only spend the night in a tree. But for a person who lives in cellars, chimneys, and hedgerows, big trees are not that bad.
It's just that the constant howling of wolves in the forest at night made people uneasy to sleep. Several times, Major saw a few pairs of green eyes looking up under the tree. I heard that this wolf pack has more than a dozen wolves and has killed several people.
, the leading male wolf was very cunning. The hunters in the town rounded up the wolf many times but found nothing. Instead, they lost more than a dozen good hunting dogs.
At this time, the melodious and sonorous bells rang in Liuhe Town. Dang~dang~dang... This was a signal to open the city gate and a signal to remind the residents of the city to get up.
Major climbed down from the tree, struggled to carry a large bundle of firewood under the tree, and staggered towards the south gate of Liuhe Town. He crossed the stone bridge over the moat and gave it to the sleepy soldiers who had just opened the city gate.
The last two smiled without any response and walked into Liuhe Town.
"Selling firewood! The best pine, oak and beech. It has high heat and is resistant to burning. The price is reasonable and the quantity is plentiful. Come and buy it."
Major was walking through the streets with firewood on his back, shouting loudly. The smell of baking bread wafted into the house, making his mouth water. From yesterday to now, Shuimi has not been able to beat his teeth, and he is already hungry.
Back. He urgently needs to sell these firewood in order to get some money to buy bread.
It has been more than half a month since he traveled to this world, and he has just found this way to make money. The people who traveled through time were all generals, emperors, and nobles from aristocratic families. No matter how bad they were, they were still children of side branches. At least they had no worries about food and clothing. As for him, he finally managed to travel through time.
, but both parents are dead, with no car or house, no roof or roof, no place to stand, no clothes to cover the body and no food to eat. No, as long as a gust of wind blows, the linen robe will feel chilly.
No underwear to wear, you are so weak!
What's even more tragic is that the predecessor of this body also has a well-known nickname - Mr. Shitdan.
"Master Shitdan, come here and buy some firewood." A fat aunt stood at the door of her house and greeted Major. It is said that her surname is George, but no one knows her first name.
"Okay." Major rushed over. "How much do you want?"
The fat aunt stretched out her sausage-like fingers and picked up an orchid finger. "This one, this one and this one. I'll give you two copper coins, don't look for them."
The fat aunt slapped the two copper plates into Major's hand, bent down to pick up the firewood and walked back to the house. Major weighed the copper plates and couldn't help but sigh. The fat aunt took away the three thickest ones, which were also the most valuable.
. Two copper coins are just enough to buy a piece of black bread.
There is no way, bulk firewood is completely a buyer's market! You can only let others slaughter it. In fact, there is a firewood guild in the town, which is monopolized by a group of big and small loggers. They go to the forest to pick thick trees and cut them down, and sell the trunks and branches for lumber.
Dry chopping into firewood, even so, is much better than Meijer's paper strips of varying thicknesses. People drive carts in from outside the city by the carload and sell them by the carload.
Major took a fancy to the business opportunity of their non-retail business, so he joined the industry and temporarily got rid of his identity as a beggar. However, most housewives who cannot afford to buy a load of firewood can't afford a good price. But Major doesn't either.
I wish I could live a happy life. It's already much better than the two days I just traveled through.
The remaining twigs were sold for a total of three copper coins. Major quickly ran to the bakery and bought two pieces of black bread, holding one in his arms and eating the other while walking.
As I was walking, I suddenly saw a group of people gathering in the square in front of me. There was a man standing on the steps, taking out a piece of paper and reading something loudly.
Major squeezed past quickly. As a Chinese, it would be an act of treason not to watch the excitement, especially if it was a relief fund. He squeezed into the crowd, raised his head and listened to the man.
"...Prince Silver Tower has decreed that this year's warrior trial will be held in advance. All those who are over 16 years old and have not won the title of warrior can register at the city hall. Please spread the word!"
The crowd roared.
Major listened half-heartedly, what kind of warrior trial? He quickly pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on the comments of people nearby: "This year is really strange, and it is too early. In previous years, it was held in late autumn, and now it has just entered summer."
"Don't you know yet? There's going to be a war!"
"War? With whom?"
"Who else can I go with? Shadow Tower."
"Will your children participate?"
"Participate. If you have the title of warrior, you will be a member of the militia. You will have a reserve rank, a fixed salary, and a dormitory. You won't have to worry about getting a wife. Of course you have to participate."
"Aren't you afraid of fighting?"
"It's not our children's turn to fight..."
When Major heard about the fixed salary, he ran into the hall. There are also such good things as participating in the warrior trial, he will get a job, and he can also marry a wife. It is simply the best news since he came to this world.
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"Do you want to sign up?" The clerk behind the desk at the entrance of the hall raised his eyes from under his glasses and stared at Major, asking in shock.
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
"Are you over sixteen?"
"Of course, you can ask my uncle Luo Erjie. He kicked me out and said that I was over sixteen years old and had no obligation to support me." This is the truth, but it was also what others told Major. Major even said this
I don’t even know what the so-called uncle looks like.
"Have you completed the pre-selection mission?"
"What the hell? Oh, I'm sorry, I mean, what are you talking about?"
"Pre-selection mission!" The secretary knocked on the table impatiently. "If you don't know what pre-selection is, I'm afraid there is no need to participate in the Warrior Trial."
Damn it! Major cursed in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he put a copper plate on the table. "Please give me some advice from the clerk."
The secretary looked at the copper plate. Although he was a little disdainful, his expression softened a lot. "You are quite sensible. Seeing that you are so pitiful, I will give you some advice. To participate in the Warrior Trial, you need to complete the pre-selection tasks first. Prepare to participate in the Warrior Trial.
People usually finish it the year before, and now there are only three days before the Warrior Trial starts, so you have to hurry up."
"How to complete the pre-selected tasks?"
The clerk smiled slightly. "I am the person who issued the task." He said and took out a large piece of parchment from the drawer, with a lot of tasks densely written on it.
"Let me see if there are any unfinished tasks... Send a message to Grandma Odessa? Complete! Help the bakery owner eliminate the rat infestation? Complete! Join the militia reserve and complete a patrol? Complete!..."
The clerk read them one by one, and finally raised his head: "Congratulations, you are very lucky. The Sheriff just gave me a task a few days ago, and no one has completed it yet. Otherwise, you will not be able to participate in the Warrior Trial.
Already."
Major became happy. "What mission?"
"The mission is very simple. Clean up the wolves in the forest outside the city and bring back the lead wolf's leash."
Major almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
The secretary smiled and added another blow: "You can refuse, but you will lose the opportunity to participate in the warrior trial for life."
"I accept." Major gritted his teeth. "Three days, right? Wait for my good news."
The secretary chuckled. "I hope you can come back alive."
Major withdrew angrily and was in trouble. The rhetoric was so easy to say, but you can imagine how difficult it would be to actually do it. It may be because the ecological environment is well protected. The wild animals in this world are much more powerful than those on the earth, especially the
Carnivores such as wolves are not afraid of humans at all. This small group of wolves has left all the hunters in the town helpless and suffered heavy losses. For a person like me who has no experience or skills, annihilating the wolves is simply a fantasy.
.
But if you give up, you will be completely reduced to a woodcutter in the future, and it will still be out of the ordinary. Fishing, woodworking, farming and reading may sound good in ancient books, but in fact it is not as easy. Otherwise, everyone would not want to be a farmer.
Go to hell! I’m going to risk my life and fight with my life.
He checked his "equipment". A tattered linen robe, a pair of old leather shoes with exposed toes, and a hatchet. This ax was still paid in installments with firewood, from the blacksmith.
Second-hand goods found.
Just relying on these things to exterminate the wolves, even my mother wouldn't believe it. Major looked up to the sky and sighed, the sense of accomplishment brought by writing a good poem was gone. Why not let me travel to ancient China, then the world would be
There will be an outstanding poet instead of a bad woodcutter.
Let's go to the hunter and ask for information first. Major has been selling firewood in the town for many days and is very familiar with the layout. He soon found the old hunter Sid.
Sid was sitting in his yard, staring at the empty kennel in a daze.
"I'm going to kill the wolves in the forest, and I want your help." After a few words of greeting, Major said straight to the point.
"Help? My good hunting dogs have been killed by wolves. I can't help you. I advise you not to go and die in vain. The wolves have just given birth now, which is the most ferocious time. We are more than ten years old.
Not even a hunter can do it, let alone you."
Son? This word is like a stone thrown into a lake, triggering ripples of memories in Major's mind.
"Wait!" Major pinched his forehead and thought carefully. He remembered reading in a book that wolves gave birth to cubs, which is a good time to hunt. The book also taught in detail how to use cubs to annihilate the wolf pack.