Roland, who was already eating next to him, listened and interrupted with a smile:
"Haha, let me give you some insight. Ordinary mercenaries have limited abilities and do very low-level things, so it is difficult to get the appreciation of employers, so the attitude is a bit worse, but senior mercenaries are different. You know, as long as they are mercenaries who have reached the yellow rank or above, their strength can be comparable to that of a small lord. Which force is not trying to win over, hey, even if it fails to win over, it must avoid being an enemy."
"Ah, of course, Grandpa Habi's situation is a bit special. The main reason is that our team leader is kind-hearted and generous. He knows that it is not easy for Grandpa Habi to make money, so every time he escorts them, it is just a symbolic reason to charge ten gold coins." You know, with my strength, if you don't have more than a thousand gold coins, don't even think about me making a move, let alone our group..."
Ling Fei was shocked. When he heard the word "little lord", what Roland said later was automatically ignored by him.
If he remembers correctly, in the snowy dungeon, the strength of the blue magic body mechanical Charlie he encountered seemed to be the strength of a little lord. Charlie's strength was what he saw with his own eyes, and he really turned his hands around. Cover hands as rain.
If, as Roland said, all above the yellow rank are small lords, then six members of the goblin mercenary group have reached Charlie's level, then the strength of this goblin mercenary group cannot be ignored. yes.
But Ling Fei didn't pay too much attention to it, he could be torn down before, and now it's even easier.
Thinking of this, Ling Fei suddenly thought of a question that he hadn't figured out until now, how is the level division of this demon world divided, so he casually asked: "How many levels are there in the division of force in Rhea Continent?"
Roland, who was frothing and introducing the glorious history of the goblin mercenary group, choked suddenly and almost choked to death on his saliva.
He looked at Ling Fei with a foolish look, and the other mercenaries also had different expressions, as if they had heard the most ridiculous question.
Grace asked strangely: "Lingfei, how did you cultivate when you were young? Didn't your master teach you? This is the knowledge that every warrior can get in touch with in the first class of school."
Ling Fei touched his head. The division of mercenaries in the Arad Continent is very simple, that is, from non-entrants to first-rank to ninth-rank, and the legendary tenth-rank strongman, as well as what Guissard told him in detail Inheriting knowledge, the division of realms is also different.
In the early days of being transported to the Demon Realm by the space crack, he had been living in an aboriginal tribe with no information. In addition, he could not understand the language, so he basically knew nothing.
During the period of coming to the Central Continent, I have been busy with various earning livelihoods. When I think about it carefully, I really don't know the division of power in the Demon Realm.
Opening his mouth in embarrassment, Ling Fei planned to make up a reliable lie:
"My sister and I have been living in the western wilderness area. There is no information there. Occasionally, my sister and I go back to the nearby aboriginal market, so I don't know anything about martial arts."
Nero frowned and asked immediately: "Then how did you cultivate your strength?"
Obviously, there are still people in the team who don't believe Ling Fei's words. This is too unreliable. This strength is self-taught. She has been silent all the time. The cold Irene finally said: "Then what happened to the magic power in your body? thing."
Lingfei glanced at Irene in surprise, and then pretended to be innocent and said:
"You are talking about the purple gas flowing in my body, I am not very clear about this thing, I just remember that when this thing appeared in my body, it was because once, I met a ferocious beast, when I When I was cornered, I thought of dying together, but when I went all out and hit the final blow with all my strength, I fell into a coma. When I woke up, I found that the monster had been chopped into pieces by me. Since then, I have felt this thing in my body, but basically it is not under my control. After these years of trying, I can use a part of it, but I still can’t control it freely .”
Ling Fei is very satisfied with the story he made up. In fact, before he came to the Central Continent, he heard that there are very few magic swordsmen, not to mention that he himself is a ghost swordsman. In order to deal with prying eyes, this story has already been made up Already ~www.mtlnovel.com~ As for the previous one, he made it up now, you have to protect yourself when you go out.
It's just that when he finished telling the story and wanted to see everyone's reaction, he found that other people were looking at him with dull eyes, but the information revealed in their eyes was completely different.
Grace, Kunna's eyes were excited, Roland's eyes were jealous, but Kunta's, Irene's eyes showed a raging fighting spirit.
Only Nero behaved a little more normally. All the enlightened people nodded and said softly: "Oh, so it's the bloodline inheritance, so it's no wonder..."
Ling Fei didn't expect that a story he made up would make these people react so strongly. He frowned and asked, "Mr. Nero, what's wrong with them, what is blood inheritance?"
Nero laughed, pointed to several people with different expressions and said:
"They are envious and jealous of you. You know that people with bloodline inheritance have unlimited futures. If there is no accident, they will become amazing and talented people."
Grace giggled, looked at Ling Fei and said with a smile:
"Great, I'm afraid that your progress is too slow this year, and you won't be able to catch up with the Demon League in two years. Unexpectedly, I even picked up a treasure, little Lingfei, if you perform well, I will reward you, sister." !"
Ling Fei felt his whole body tense, and a chill rushed from his feet to his forehead. Could it be that I said something wrong? Why did everyone's attitude change again?
"Okay, okay, isn't it just a bloodline inheritance, what's so great, Kunna, don't look at it!"
Roland muttered unhappily, then looked at Ling Fei, and said solemnly:
"Since you are sincerely asking, I will teach you these basics, but remember, when you become famous in the future, you must remember that I, Roland, have a share of the credit~!"
Everyone falls!