A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 131 The Shadow of Mahabray

"Seven. Nein?"

While looking at the announcement, 87 was suddenly called out to someone.

"Commander Navis? No, Commander."

Goodness, it's only been a few months?

How did I suddenly become a commander?

Looking at Jiang Shuzhou's title, 87 felt a deep sadness in his heart.

He thought he was powerful enough, and he originally thought that these NPCs were just relying on the fact that he had cultivated for a long time and lived a long life, otherwise they would definitely not be as good as him.

Who would have thought that this Navis monk would teach him a lesson, showing him what it means to be outmatched and to be in a world beyond our understanding.

"No need to be so polite. After all, you're someone I trained. Just call me supervisor."

"Manager Navis, there are a few things I don't understand, and I would like to ask you to explain them."

"Having a thirst for knowledge is a good thing, so ask away."

"I'd like to ask about the specifics."

Immediately afterwards, 87 asked all sorts of questions like a curious child. If he hadn't been live-streaming, Jiang Shuzhou probably would have turned around and left immediately.

Why are there so many questions? Isn't everything clearly stated in the announcement?

However, words are not as good as speech, so Jiang Shuzhou patiently answered 87's question.

"First, the operational area is divided into four levels, based on the degree of pollution: low-pollution zone, medium-pollution zone, high-pollution zone, and heavily-pollution zone."

"Small camps are set up in the low-pollution and medium-pollution areas for transportation evacuation, while the high-pollution and heavily polluted areas need to find their own solutions."

"Of course, if you accomplish any important tasks, I will send someone to meet you."

"At the same time, in order to prevent your belongings from being contaminated, all supplies brought out from the occupied areas need to be quarantined in the contamination isolation zone established by the Mage Alliance."

"If there is no pollution after one day, it will be handed over to you. If there is pollution, you will be compensated at market price."

"What about the item?"

"Forget about the items."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, supervisor."

87 also felt very uncomfortable. Now that the rules were clear, he was naturally ready to leave.

"Supervisor, please feel free to ask if you need anything. If not, I'll be leaving now."

"You're leaving already? Aren't you going to look at the redemption menu?"

The redemption menu? How did he know?

87 was startled, but he quickly came to terms with it.

The mages in the Mage Alliance seemed to have known about the players' situation for a long time. 87 was often referred to by the mages as an otherworldly visitor, an undead, or even a player.

Some people even said that the contribution points were created by the Mage Alliance.

The NPCs in this game are too intelligent; many of them are even smarter than the players.

Therefore, the prevailing opinion is that this game is unusual; it's either an alien social experiment or an invitation from another world.

There are many different opinions, but 87 believes in it, so he never does anything reckless.

"you……"

87 was about to say something when his gaze was instantly drawn to a weapon.

As we all know, the class of 87 is Musketeer. This class has considerable combat power in the early stages, and its combat power is still not bad even now.

The only problem is that it's too gear-dependent.

Musketeers derive almost half of their combat effectiveness from their equipment.

Even though he has reached the third tier, his weapon is only at the second tier, and he is still accumulating contribution points.

"Supervisor, is it really possible for this gun to be upgraded to an intermediate level?"

Item Name: "Chatty" Pistol

Category: Weapons

"Class: Third Rank"

"Description: A biological weapon created by the alchemist Navis. It possesses a certain level of intelligence, talks a lot, and can evolve into a mid-tier weapon."

"That's for sure. As long as you feed it flesh and blood or battle qi, it will definitely advance in rank."

87 looked conflicted; he didn't have many contribution points, and he would spend them all after buying this weapon.

"By the way, this gun doesn't need bullets. As long as you have battle aura or flesh and blood, it can fire indefinitely."

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back. 87's rationality was instantly swallowed up, and his impulsive spending could no longer be restrained.

"Okay! I'll buy it!"

"Good eye."

In fact, Jiang Shuzhou didn't care about the contribution of 87 points at all; his main goal was to have a free test subject.

"Come with me to the quarantine area."

Jiang Shuzhou's laboratory is in the isolation zone. After all, what he is researching is not something good, and if something goes wrong, it will be a big deal.

Along the way, all the soldiers knelt and bowed to Jiang Shuzhou. This was not forced; it was entirely voluntary.

After all, the money has been paid enough, so now all the field work is being done by the players, and these soldiers are just responsible for guarding the camp.

They've already given us this much treatment, so what else is there to say?

Can't I just kneel down?

The quarantine area is still very desolate; it's basically just an empty lot.

Only Jiang Shuzhou's laboratory and some soldiers' tents stood alone, appearing quite desolate.

Give me your blood.

Jiang Shuzhou said to 87.

Without the slightest hesitation, 87 directly used the dagger to make a cut on his palm.

"alright."

After collecting some blood, Jiang Shuzhou turned and went into the laboratory.

"You are not allowed to enter this place."

A harsh, cold mechanical sound rang out, and two spears clashed, blocking 87's advance.

Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be two wooden puppets, dressed in iron armor, without faces, and moving in a strange and stiff manner.

If you don't want to go, then you don't have to go.

This guy was clearly not someone to mess with, so 87 didn't confront him directly and just waited where he was.

Ten minutes later.

"Take it and try it."

Jiang Shuzhou walked out of the laboratory and handed a glass box to 87.

"What is this?"

"Your weapon."

Looking at the indescribable mass of flesh and blood inside the box, 87 felt like he had been tricked.

"Take it out with your hand, and it will turn into a gun."

Seeing that 87 was hesitant to make a move, Jiang Shuzhou became somewhat anxious.

Take it! How am I supposed to know if this stuff has any side effects if you don't take it?

It's done!

87 gritted his teeth and grabbed it directly.

It's slippery, it feels like an earthworm.

That was his first impression, followed by a sharp pain.

"How are you feeling? How are you feeling?"

"Aaaaaah!"

At this moment, 87 couldn't say a word; he only had one thought in mind.

Damn it, I got scammed.

"Relax, pain is normal."

The pain quickly subsided, and 87 felt as if his left hand no longer belonged to him.

It hurts so much.

"Are you fucking crazy? Your left hand isn't your dominant hand, so why the hell are you tying me up here?!"

The speaker was neither Jiang Shuzhou nor 87, but 87's left hand, or rather, the gun in his left hand.

It was a gun made of flesh and blood, with a mouth growing out of the barrel.

It's obvious that this thing is a chatterbox gun.

"Speak! Are you stupid?!"

Then, while 87 was still in a daze, Talkative Gun began a barrage of pressure and insults.

"Is this really a chatterbox or a swear gun?"

87 feels a bit off.

If I called it a swear gun, would you still buy it?

Ignore everything else, just focus on how much you talk, and whether that determines your chances of promotion.

Goods, after all, always need to be packaged.