This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Latest URL: "Since there is almost nothing here, everything needs to be done by yourself."

The girl said frankly as the leader Brant entered the narrow tent.

"Our materials are limited, so we can only assign you a straw mat. You have to find a way to get the bowls and forks for eating. If you are handy, you can make some furniture yourself."

"We don't have currency here, we just barter. But jerky tentacle meat is hard currency, you can use jerky tentacle meat to exchange for what you want."

"You don't have to think about taking a bath. This place is different from the above. It is too difficult to obtain clean water."

"You can be a mouse, but you need to memorize maps, and the danger is high. You can also be a salvager, which requires your ability to identify objects. If you can read, then you can become a teacher , the temple will arrange salary for you."

Brandt waved his hand to interrupt the girl, and asked his own question sensitively: "Do you still need a teacher?"

"if not?"

"I just don't think knowledge is useful in a place like this."

"I understand your confusion, but knowledge is always useful. It can help those children understand the outside world, what is the blue sky, what are the stars, and what the world should look like."

There was a twinkle in the girl's eyes when she mentioned the use of knowledge.

Brandt felt a wave of belief in the other party. This belief was not aimed at a certain god, but aimed at the idea he insisted on.

Although it is difficult to resonate with the other party's ideas, Brandt respects this kind of person.

After carefully listening to the girl's precautions, the girl confirmed that Brant had understood the taboo here, and then said: "Okay, that's all there is to say, if you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask me. It's right next door. I want to remind you, don't think about escaping from here, you are already a dead person up there, it will be easier for you to accept life here honestly."

"Ok, I see."

"Then, I wish you a happy life."

After the girl left, Brant lay on his straw mat, staring at the patched tent in a daze.

He is a person who accepts reality easily,

After knowing that he could not go back, he began to think about what he should do next.

Fingers crossed, he began to count the ways he could make a living.

"The work of weaving and dyeing should not work. There are not enough tools here."

"As a mouse, I'm a little afraid of corpses."

"Salvagers... always feel that they will salvage some weird things."

After thinking for a long time, Brant got up from the straw mat and walked into the girl's house.

Each tent has no door, but Brant still knocked twice on the air in front of the door, making a "dong dong" sound from his mouth.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Climbing into the tent, Brant saw that the girl was compressing the dried tobacco leaves and rolling them with cut paper, and a simple cigarette was made like this.

While rolling the tobacco leaves, the girl asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Brant?"

"Does your interrogator still need someone?"

The girl didn't look up: "Give me a reason to use you."

"I have good eyesight."

"Is it?"

After rolling a cigarette in her hand, the girl went outside, pointed to a passerby who happened to pass by and asked, "What does he do?"

Brant squinted his eyes for a moment, and then gently smelled the scent left by the other party after passing by: "Rat, but he is also a salvager, and he is also a teacher."

"Sure?"

"Well, there are calluses on the hands, and they are connected into lines between the palms and the pulps of the fingers. It should be the result of often picking the ropes from the corpses. The body has a bad smell, and the smell is very mixed. The teacher is because there is chalk in his hair crumbs."

"Does he smoke?"

"Smoking, yellow teeth, and not less than three years."

"Where's the wine?"

"The complexion is not very good, and the right hand often trembles unconsciously, indicating that he has been drinking a lot and has symptoms of alcoholism."

"marital status?"

"Married with two children."

The girl looked at Brant in surprise: "You can tell that you are married from the ring on the other person's finger. How does the child tell?"

"In his body pockets were two wooden toys, a pistol and a small doll. So I can speculate that he has two children, a boy and a girl. And judging by his efforts, at least one of them is somewhat sick."

The girl looked at Brant for a long time, then patted him on the shoulder: "Come to work tomorrow."

The next day, Brant returned to his former cell with mixed feelings.

When he went out, he never thought that he would come back one day.

Putting on the same black robe as the girl, he was taken to the office by the girl, and then forced into a manual.

"Read it."

The manual is not thick, and it only has thirteen pages including the cover.

The content inside is all handwritten, and it can be clearly seen that the handwriting is different, which should be the work accumulation of different interrogators.

"All outsiders will be forcibly detained for three days."

"Try all methods to test, don't have any luck."

"Don't feel sympathetic because the other party is a child. The methods of the royal family are more terrifying than you imagined. Have you ever seen a scene where a child's head suddenly grows bigger and then bites the head of your companion? I have seen it!"

"Trust Christine, Christine's conditioning (this part is blacked out)."

...

After reading it, Brant returned the manual to the girl, and asked, "Christine... Could it be the bishop of the Demon King's Sect? The Demon King's Sect is managing everything here!"

"Congratulations, you have learned something that ordinary people would never know. That's right, it is our Demon King Sect that manages the Exiled Lands."

Brant froze.

Christine, the bishop of the Demon King's Sect is an elf that the royal family has been looking for all along. Her bounty distribution may be enough for generations to live comfortably.

Unexpectedly, the person who has been wanted all the time is in this city, and he is still under the eyes of the royal family.

"This may be the most shocking news I have ever heard." Brandt said with emotion.

"There are more shocking things. Well, our work is about to start. The address of the Exiled Lands will change every once in a while. This is our inheritance, and it is also an important means to prevent the royal family from tracking our location. The people who can come to the Exiled Lands are very complicated. Some are lucky ones like you, and some are sympathetic to the Devil Sect and voluntarily join us. No matter how they come here, they must be reviewed. We You can't make a little mistake, understand?"

"clear."

"Then this is the first person's information. After reading it, look at the other person from a distance, and then tell me your judgment."

Because this was his first job, Brandt took it very seriously.

After reading it, he squinted his eyes and stared at the other party from a distance, and then said: "He is lying, he is not a soldier."

"Very well, hang him."