It All Starts with the Wizard

At this time, a dull loud noise suddenly came from the front, as if a huge door was slowly opened.

"coming."

　　 Solomon whispered.

　　Roman immediately turned his head and looked into the depths of the corridor, only to see the darkness at the end surging like a tide, and then slowly formed a black vortex occupying the entire corridor.

　　Uncle Pace is sitting on top of the head of a prisoner in the front, with **** folded like Erlang's legs, looking at Roman and others with contempt, and said:

　　 "Well, scumbags, it's time to remember what the uncle said before, or I will tell Aunt Peggy!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Grandpa Pace jumped off the prisoner's head and plunged into the whirlpool first. Then, the prisoners also began to move towards the whirlpool, disappearing one by one.

　　 There were not many prisoners in this corridor. There were only a dozen prisoners in total including Roman, so it was Roman's turn soon. Looking at the huge vortex in front of him, Roman walked in without hesitation.

　　 After a short period of darkness, Roman regained his vision. At this time, he found that he had left the originally damp and dark prison corridor, but was standing in a huge metal hall.

　　 The structure of the hall is completely different from the weird and dark cell. Everywhere is full of modern and technological atmosphere, and beside Roman, there is a row of black whirlpools, and prisoners are constantly emerging from the whirlpool.

　　 Roman counted it for a while, and there were thirty-two black vortexes in total. A row of prisoners had already stood before each vortex, and in front of each row, there was a black and cyan palm that was almost indistinguishable from Master Pace.

　　 This sudden change in painting style reminds Roman for a moment even of the airport lobby in his previous life. People like him are like tourists passing through the security check, and the palm of his hand is like a tour guide leading the team.

　　 The only difference is that all the vortices are distributed in a ring around the center of the hall, and in the center of the hall, there is a huge and ugly head.

　　 On this head, there are many weird eyes, these eyes are emitting light, and light blue light curtains of different sizes are projected in the void in front of them, and there are faint writings flowing on them.

　　 In the middle of the head, there is a huge one-eyed, and the light curtain projected by the one-eyed eye occupies almost a quarter of the space. Obviously, the content above is also the most important.

　　 "Hehe, how are you, are you surprised?"

　　 At this time, Solomon's teasing voice came from behind, and Roman ignored him, but continued to look at the surrounding environment.

　　 "Don't be so cold, it's rare to come across something that makes sense. If you suddenly die one day and haven't spoken well, it would be a shame, isn't it?"

　　 Solomon continued to chatter behind him, seeming not to care about Roman's attitude.

　　 But Roman keenly noticed the problem in his words, so he turned to look at Solomon and asked:

"die?"

　　 Solomon looked surprised, spread his hands, exaggeratedly said:

　　 "No, don't you know this? You don't think that the task we are going to do for a while is not dangerous, do you?"

　　 Roman smiled:

　　 "Why, it's just that I'm more afraid of death, so I'm more sensitive to the word death. Please change to a dog leash if I trouble you. This sounds more comfortable."

　　 Solomon scratched his chin, thoughtfully:

　　 "Is that so? Dog belt? It sounds weird, but I still respect your choice."

At this time, a black and cyan palm one size bigger than Master Pace walked to the center of the hall, and beside it was a palm one size smaller, but that small palm was holding a red horn with a sense of joy. It seemed a bit clumsy to walk and jump.

　　 The large palm stood still in the middle of the hall, and then he coughed slightly. Then, the trumpet palm hurriedly trot two steps forward and moved the red horn up.

　　 "Hello? Hello? Scums? Can you hear me?"

　　 The sound of the audition spread through the horn and spread throughout the hall, and then the large palm continued:

　　 "Very good, you know the rules, next..."

　　 "What rules, why don't I know?"

　　 The words of the large palm were not finished, suddenly a rough voice came out, and Roman turned his head to look, only to see a muscular bald man on the left was embracing his hands, looking fiercely at the large palm.

　　 "Tsk tsk, there are people who are really looking for death. Sure enough, the bloodline refining wizards are all brain-dead."

　　 Solomon gleefully mumbled a few words behind Romance, and Romance moved in his heart and continued to look at the big man.

The large palm was suddenly interrupted and he was not angry. Instead, he snapped his fingers. Then, the huge head above its head suddenly turned, and then a tree-like branch protruded from its head, with great speed and precision. Pierced through the bald man's chest.

　　 Then, the branches wrapped around the bald man, and slowly retracted, and then Roman saw that the head suddenly opened a gap, a dark hole appeared in the position of his mouth, and swallowed the bald man in one mouthful.

　　 During this period, Roman could clearly see the horrified expression of the big man, and he could also see that he was struggling, but he was like a mosquito caught by a frog, with no resistance.

　　 After a string of fine chewing and swallowing sounds that made the scalp numb, the hall was calm again.

　　 At this time, the large palm spoke again:

　　 "That's it, scumbags, this is the Mynpais Grand Prison. Here, you are just worthless waste. No, the waste is not as good. You are the dirty cancer, the nasty worm.

　　 So, the rule here is: Whoever makes a loud noise, death penalty! Death penalty for vandals of public property! The loser of the mission, the death penalty! In short, those who do not follow the rules are all sentenced to death, cough cough, add one more, interrupt my speaker, death sentence!

　　 All of the above, do you understand? Alright, now, let's start receiving the task. "

　　 After speaking with the large palm, he shook off the horn and walked down with extremely arrogant steps. At this time, all the palms standing in front of the team also left with them, and walked towards the west side of the hall.

At this time, the dark vortex behind the crowd disappeared, and everyone no longer continued to maintain the formation. They spread out towards Thursday and Thursday. Some people looked up at the light curtain projected from the central head, and some directly followed their palms to the west. Walked sideways, but more people seemed to gather together in an organized manner.

There are many groups gathered in this way. Some have only seven or eight people, and some have even reached 20 or 30. Even the prisoners of Roman’s team have left their original positions. Only Roman and Solomon remain standing in their original positions. The ground did not move.

　　 "Hehe, Merlin, are you very confused? It doesn't matter, the newcomers were not used to it just now, but well, I believe you will get used to it soon."

　　 After finishing speaking, Solomon patted Roman on the shoulder, then put his hands in his pockets, Shi Shiran walked towards the other side.

　　Roman glanced at Solomon's back, and didn't intend to follow suit. Instead, he walked a few steps forward, stood in front of a light curtain with fewer people, and took a serious look.

　　"Task No. F1: Clean up the east side of the seventh underground floor of the prison.

　　 Task time limit: one day.

　　Task description: lick every corner carefully for me, if you dare to be lazy, chop you off!

　　 Task reward: 10 points.

　　 Publisher: The brave Uncle Peide. "

　　 Roman frowned, and suddenly understood the current situation:

"Hehe, reform through labor? Uncle Peide? It seems to have the same palm as Uncle Pace. The task is easy to understand. Cleaning is only. With 10 points, it should be something like currency circulating in prison. I don’t know what I can do."

　　Roman thought, the light curtain in front of him continued to turn:

　　"Task No. F2: Clean up the kitchen area on the 9th floor of the prison.

　　 Task time limit: three hours.

　　Mission Description: Please don't eat any ingredients greedily, otherwise there will be problems and nothing will happen.

　　Task reward: A delicious nutrition bar set prepared by Ms. Page (Note: Choose from three flavors).

　　 Publisher: Beautiful Ms. Page. "

　　 Roman's gaze fell on the nutrition bar set, then the corner of his eyes twitched, and he immediately looked away:

　　 "Ms. Peggy? It seems that it should be the aunt Peggy who is in charge of the food. Haha, Solomon should be interested in this task."

　　Roman stopped in front of the light curtain for a while, and found that the tasks that were brushed out of the light curtain were cleaning tasks, and the points were not high, generally around ten, a little not even the points were given, and the rewards were varied.

　　 For example, Roman also saw the mission released by Uncle Pace, the content of the mission is nothing to say, chores, but the mission reward line says:

　　 "Task Reward: Proud Uncle Pace's favorability +10."

　　 can be called shameless.

So Roman quickly lost interest in the light curtain in front of him, and turned to look at the largest light curtain, but to his surprise, although there were a few people standing under the light curtain, the number of people was obviously higher. The rest of the light curtain is much less.

　　 So Roman walked over and looked up at the light curtain:

　　"Task S1: Open up wasteland in a new world.

　　 Mission location: The newly discovered medium-high-risk world, temporarily named (Black Mist World).

　　Task description 1: Explore the world of dark fog, find important nodes in the world, interfere with the operation of the world’s will, and lay the anchor points of the inter-stellar force to invade the magic array.

　　Task Description 2: The level of the Black Mist World is tentatively scheduled to be level 2, and there is suspected sign of invasion by foreign gods.

Task description 3: This task is jointly initiated by the third, fifth, and seventh largest prisons. The number of participants allowed in each prison is seven. The current number of registered participants: the third largest prison-five people, the fifth largest prison-three people, The seventh largest prison-one person, this mission will start after the enrollment is full.

　　 Mission description 4: The anchor point is successfully erected. After the official invasion starts, the mission is successful. The prison that completes the anchor point erection first will win the game.

　　 Task time limit: unlimited.

　　 Task reward: 10,000 points, get a VIP prison uniform in this prison and enjoy a series of related privileges.

　　Posted by: Moses Forsman, the warden of the third largest prison in Mynpais. "

　　 Seeing this, Roman finally understood why there are so few prisoners standing here. The rewards are indeed generous, but the risk is definitely not small, and it can even be said to be sent to death.

　　 Don't look at Roman successfully retreating from the world of knights before, it was because to a large extent with the help of the Revelation, Roman carefully recalled his previous experience during this period.

　　 found that if he did not act according to the prompts given in the apocalypse, it would be impossible to easily access the core truth of the world. In the end, he would most likely die confusedly in the struggle between the outer gods and the world will.

But even so, Roman still believes that he can lie in prison alive, largely because Goddess of Luck has raised her skirts many times, so Roman knows the danger of invading the world, not to mention that there is a high probability. Have something to do with foreign gods.

　　 "Dead old man, get out of the way, don't hinder me from picking the task!"

　　 Suddenly, a violent shout came from the side, and Roman looked back and saw a sturdy man who was three meters tall pushed a thin figure away.

　　 The figure was staggered, with gray hair. After being pushed by the strong man, it seemed that he couldn't control his body. He staggered back all the way, and fell all the way towards Roman.

　　 Roman squinted his eyes, and turned his side to the side with a calm expression, just avoiding the figure. Then, the figure fell directly to the ground and let out a depressed moan.

　　 At this time, Roman also saw the face of the figure clearly. This man was an old man with a furrowed face. He was almost skinny and skinny. No wonder he collapsed when he pushed him.

　　 However, it is worth noting that the eyes of this old man are very different. His left eye is slightly closed, revealing only a trace of pale color, and his right eye is a mechanical artificial eye, but at the moment it is dim and seems to be closed.

　　 "Are you blind?"

　　Roman took another two steps without moving a look. He didn't want to let people touch porcelain when he was in prison, especially when he was penniless.

　　 But fortunately, the clichéd plot did not happen after all. The old man was pushed to the ground and didn't seem to be angry. He slowly got up from the ground, then patted his back lightly, and walked slowly in the other direction.

　　 And the giant man glanced at the old man, snorted disdainfully, and continued to stare at the screen in front of him.

　　 "Tsk tsk, the world is really going down, people's hearts are not ancient."

　　 Roman shook his head, skipped this episode, and randomly picked a small light curtain and walked over. He urgently needs more information now.

　　 After about an hour, Roman had a general idea of ​​the task of the light curtain.

　　 There are many types of tasks, but they can be roughly divided into four categories:

　　 One is the most dangerous and rewarding land reclamation task. Generally, the number starts with S or A. Only a few abnormal brains that cannot be thought of will be considered.

Second, fighting missions similar to death competitions, starting with B and C, are not small, but the rewards are also considerable, but they are generally those who rely on muscle thinking to sign up for blood refining wizards~www.wuxiaspot .com~3, assisting tasks, starting with D and E, generally serve as a garrison for certain wizards, such as lab assistants for magic arrays, potions, and alchemy. This kind of work naturally requires a certain level of professionalism. Take Roman, for example. He has a very solid foundation in potions and magic arrays, and he can sign up as an assistant.

Fourth, it is tasks such as cleaning and cleaning, starting with F, this kind of task is nothing to say, most of them are some physical tasks, except for cumbersome, no difficulty, generally those who have no special skills and don't want to participate in fighting tasks The prisoner's choice.

　　 Generally speaking, the first type of task is purely looking for death without consideration. Although the second type of task is generally undead, it is very common to have disabilities, so it is not considered for the time being.

　　 The three types of tasks are not very dangerous, but they are very professional, which is in line with Roman's current situation. However, the only problem is that there are relatively few such tasks and the rewards fluctuate greatly.

　　 As for the fourth type of mission, although the number is large, there are also a lot of people taking on the mission, because although the prisoners here are tired of crimes, they do not blink.

　　 But after limiting mental power and witchcraft, and relying solely on physical fitness, there are really few who can just come to the front of the bloodline refining wizard, and there is no difference between going to fighting tasks and finding abuse.

　　 As for assistance tasks, there are too many monks and porridge, so most people can only pick up cleaning groceries whether they want to or not.

　　 After wandering down, Roman's eyes lit up, and finally he found a task that he was more satisfied with.