When Yang Tao walked about ten meters from the box, a mysterious connection emanated from it. With a newfound understanding, he silently thought: 'Open the box.'
The storage box interface appeared before his eyes.
This storage box had an incredible number of slots, so many that Yang Tao wondered if he had somehow installed a large box patch.
However, the empty slots within shattered Yang Tao's hopes.
'Bah, wasn't there supposed to be a +7 All Skills Small Charm included when you transmigrated to the Nether?'
Yang Tao turned to leave, a look of displeasure on his face, when a person beside him, radiating a 'green' aura, also prepared to depart.
This fellow, who looked as if grass might sprout from his body, was naturally a Druid.
Seeing this, Yang Tao quickly stepped forward, a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, and asked, "Excuse me, where is the tavern in the Rogue Encampment?"
The other person, stopped, showed no dissatisfaction. Instead, he sized Yang Tao up and down, then said with a touch of surprise, "A newly transfigured Necromancer?"
He then pointed to a wooden house not far away and said, "That's the tavern in the Rogue Encampment, but the prices there aren't low. If you're new, it's best to buy drinks at the market. The same drinks are much cheaper there."
"The market?"
Seeing his bewildered expression, the other person sighed and complained, "Do professionals not need training before transfiguring anymore?"
"The market is on the other side. Just ask a patrolling Rogue when you get there. My name is Wind, a Level 3 Druid. As professionals, we can buy daily necessities cheaper there."
Paladins and Druids, due to their professions, are generally kind-hearted individuals.
Of course, this is just a general observation; there are some bad apples in every profession.
But Yang Tao didn't know this and simply felt that the man in front of him had a truly good personality.
"My name is Yang Tao, a Level 1 Necromancer. I just transfigured this afternoon."
There was nothing wrong with this statement; he had indeed just transfigured that afternoon. However, when Wind heard his words, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "You mean a naturally awakened professional?"
"A naturally awakened professional? No wonder you became a Necromancer!"
"This… is there some special meaning to that?"
Yang Tao truly couldn't figure out the ways of this world; the game world only provided him with some experience.
The other person's expression became very enthusiastic. He directly reached out and pulled Yang Tao, saying, "Come on, I'll treat you to a couple of drinks at the tavern."
"Let me tell you, it's been at least two years since there's been a naturally awakened professional, and a Necromancer at that… Uh, all Necromancers are naturally awakened."
Yang Tao was bold and didn't refuse Wind's kind offer, directly following the other person towards the tavern.
"Big brother, excuse me, but is there anything special about naturally awakened professionals?"
"No!"
Wind said very straightforwardly.
Yang Tao: "…"
If there's nothing special, why did you make it sound so impressive, making me feel like I'm the chosen one?
However, the other person quickly changed his tune and said, "Well, it's not that there's absolutely nothing. Naturally awakened professionals tend to have better luck. Some people are quite superstitious; they believe that having a naturally awakened professional with them can increase the equipment drop rate."
Yang Tao gasped.
Who leaked the secret?
His 'luck' was indeed quite good.
"Also, naturally awakened professionals are not affected by their profession."
"Professional influence? Professions have an influence?"
"Of course. Don't you think I have a peaceful aura, and even my words make people feel calm? That's how the Druid profession is. Subtly, my former fiery temper has changed a lot. And those Paladins, I heard that high-level Paladins are truly walking saints on earth!"
"You probably haven't met any Assassins in the Rogue Encampment, right? They're all hiding in the shadows, like peeping toms…"
Pfft…
A throwing knife flew out from a dark corner and stuck into Wind's body.
Yang Tao was greatly alarmed. Could he really be attacked in the Rogue Encampment?
But Wind calmly pulled the throwing knife from his body, put it into his backpack, and with an unchanged expression, lowered his voice and said, "Don't be scared, that's my teammate Sia. If it were other Assassins, the knife would probably be poisoned. Don't find Assassins as teammates in the future, they're all narrow-minded…"
Pfft…
Another throwing knife stuck into his body.
Yang Tao's mouth was already agape.
'Are professionals nowadays playing so wildly? Big brother, please stop talking. I'm afraid you won't die by the hands of Nether demons, but by your own people first.'
Wind shrugged indifferently, but this time he was wiser and said nothing more.
"Brother, are you interested in teaming up with me? I'll take you directly to the Cold Plains. I guarantee you'll reach Level 2 in half a month."
At this moment, a figure emerged from the shadows, dressed in a black night suit. Her figure was quite good, but she was a bit short, only about 1.6 meters tall.
She wore a black mask that obscured her face, but her blue eyes were very sharp.
"Wind, I'm the captain!"
A clear, cold female voice came from beneath the mask. Wind walked directly over and put his arm around the other person's shoulder, saying, "This little brother is a naturally awakened professional, and a Necromancer at that! As soon as he levels up, he can summon Skeleton Warriors. Then, with Ghost Wolves and Skeleton Warriors patrolling at night, we can finally get some good rest and won't have to stand guard anymore!"
Then he turned to Yang Tao and introduced with a smile, "Sia, a Level 3 Assassin professional. And, well, she's also my lover."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tao's initial reluctance to team up became even stronger.
Good heavens, never mind that I'm here to play in this world; even if I were just an ordinary Necromancer, I wouldn't team up with you two!
What? Do you two feel it's not exciting enough and want a third person to listen in from outside?
How could I, a pure love warrior, agree to that!
"Big brother, I'm fine on my own. I don't really like teaming up with others."
Hearing Yang Tao's refusal, Wind wasn't disappointed. A smile appeared on his face as he said, "Alright then, but I just said I'd treat you to a couple of drinks, so don't refuse. Let's go to the tavern."
The three of them walked towards the tavern, and even before entering, they heard a noisy clamor coming from inside.
"Looks like there are quite a few Barbarians tonight…"
Wind pushed open the door and entered the tavern, with Yang Tao following closely behind. Yang Tao's eyes immediately widened.
A group of bald monks!
No, they were a group of Barbarians. The shortest of these Barbarians were about 2.2 meters tall, while some of the taller ones could even reach 2.5 meters.
These guys were mostly wearing just large shorts and were shirtless. For a moment, Yang Tao felt as if he had stumbled into some kind of philosophical gathering.
Looking at their bulging muscles, Yang Tao couldn't help but swallow, pondering in his mind:
'In this situation, I'm afraid even a Mr. Olympia wouldn't be able to get out…'
These guys were drinking from small oak barrel-sized mugs, bragging to each other. In just a few sentences, Yang Tao heard tales of:
Warriors who had slept with Andariel.
The Countess's three days and nights of reluctance.
And stories of epic battles with the Blacksmith, ending in mutual admiration.
Just as he thought these muscular men's bragging had no basis in reality, Wind called out to him, "Brother, let's go, we're heading to the second floor."