The Hunter ' cultivation levels have all broken through to the Advanced Martial Artist within these three years.
Both the Scholar and the Taoist were already Level Eight Martial Artist.
The others were at Level Seven.
At this moment, all the Hunter ' eyes were focused on Qin Ze, scrutinizing this strange man.
He introduced the three newcomers to the Slacking on the Sidelines: "That's right, this is my new friend, a swordsman who can't use a sword!"
All three wore strange expressions.
Are there swordsmen who don't know how to use a sword?
Slacking on the Sidelines, stood up, and gave each of the three a warm hug.
Long time no see, everyone!
The Scholar's face showed disdain.
The Taoist smiled slightly, "Long time no see."
Brother Biao looked around. "Has Little Deer arrived yet?"
The explanation Slacking on the Sidelines" is: "The process of getting out of the Abyss is rather complicated, but it's also quick."
The group then sat around a nearby table, chatting about their recent lives and gradually forgetting about Qin Ze, their "new friend."
Miss Sword Case's curious voice echoed in Qin Ze's mind, "You know them?"
Qin Ze: "Hmm."
Miss Sword Case asked in confusion, "Then why don't you go up and say hello to them?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "It's not the right time yet."
"I'm so sorry everyone, I'm late!"
As the bar door was pushed open again, a slender figure dressed in a black outfit rushed in.
It's Lu Tongtong.
She had clearly just returned from the front lines; she hadn't even had time to change out of her combat uniform.
The Little Deer has grown taller, and it's no longer just a tiny budding flower.
Her baby fat has disappeared, and although she's still adorable, she seems to be transforming into a cool and aloof older sister type.
Qin Ze couldn't help but sigh, "Girls really do change a lot as they grow up."
Slacking on the Sidelines, he gestured for Lu Tongtong to sit down. "You're not late, we just arrived too."
The only empty seat was behind Qin Ze.
Before sitting down, Lu Tongtong glanced curiously at Qin Ze, the strangely dressed older brother.
It's rare for everyone to get together again.
Celebrate our reunion!
"Cheers!"
Slacking on the Sidelines his glass, and the others laughed and clinked glasses with him.
Qin Ze took a sip of orange juice and thought to himself, "Everyone, it's been a long time."
The greatest distance in the world is when I have my back to you, yet I cannot recognize you.
The Hunter were no longer the silent poppies of the group; instead, they had endless things to talk about.
Even the taciturn Scholar and the Little Deer would occasionally chime in.
Through their conversation, Qin Ze learned about everyone's experiences over the past three years.
The Dew Duo roams the wilderness, going wherever there's a beast tide.
Lu Tongtong diligently cultivated at school. Half a year ago, she came to Penglai City for an internship with three other members of her professional team and has not returned to Sea Capital since.
After the Battle of Haidu, Brother Biao returned to Snow City and devoted himself to cultivation, gradually disbanding his circus troupe.
The Taoist priest taught his disciples while guarding the forbidden area, rarely leaving his post. This was the first time in three years that he had ventured so far.
The Scholar traveled far and wide in order to cultivate his spiritual practice, traversing almost every corner of the Pan-Continent.
The Hunter tacitly avoided mentioning the names of those three people.
But as the gathering progressed, Qin Ze could sense a faint sadness permeating the air.
Qin Ze sighed silently.
Lu Tongtong has already reached the sixth level of cultivation.
However, this girl had only recently broken through to the next level and was not yet able to conceal her aura.
She was like a bright light bulb in the Dark Night, dazzlingly bright.
People in the bar kept stealing glances at Lu Tongtong.
When they discovered that a young woman in her early twenties was Level Six Martial Artist, they couldn't help but exclaim that she was a prodigy.
Qin Ze resisted the urge to speak to the others and drank the rest of the orange juice in his glass in one gulp.
Even the clones couldn't help but feel a bit sentimental in this situation.
Seeing the Little Deer grow into a mature woman, I suddenly felt a sense of joy, like watching my own child grow up.
"Indeed, me too."
" Good Good Good, you're my father."
When we were working on the Correction Mission, who would have thought that we'd all get together again three years from now?
At the time, it seemed like nothing special.
"..."
A glass of fresh orange juice was suddenly pushed in front of me.
Qin Ze looked up and saw the bartender grinning at him.
"It's on me."
Qin Ze said calmly, "One should not accept rewards without merit."
The bartender said, "Let's be friends. I'm a middleman in Snow City. You'll be dealing with me a lot in the future since you're around here. I'm just getting acquainted with you now."
Qin Ze declined, saying, "I don't want to drink anymore."
The bartender added, "I also have milk and beer."
Immediately, the bartender leaned forward towards Qin Ze and whispered, "It's pure malt beer, absolutely no fancy techniques or tricks. I don't usually tell this to just anyone."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. "Speak, what is it?"
The bartender chuckled, "That's straightforward. I love talking to straightforward people like you."
"To be honest, I have a case I've been working on recently, and I haven't been able to find a suitable person to take it on."
" Penglai City has been recruiting a lot of people these past few days, and the martial artists in the city don't even bother with these paltry commission tasks."
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "How do you know I'd be interested? Do I look like someone who's desperate for money?"
The bartender shook his head. "Of course not."
"You look travel-worn; you must have just arrived in Snow City."
"Since it's your first time, you need to succeed to get off to a good start, so I suggest you begin with simple commissioned tasks."
"That's what you call a resounding victory!"
He said exactly the same thing the bartender had said to him last time.
However, Qin Ze has absolutely no interest in requests to find lost cats or dogs, or to catch mistresses.
"No need."
The bartender didn't give up and continued to push his offer, "This job is completely safe, and you don't need to go to the Abyss. It's a security job."
"He's the son of a wealthy businessman. You only need to protect him for a few days, and the reward is very high."
Qin Ze found it amusing.
Hiring a Advanced Martial Artist as a bodyguard would be too expensive for you.
Seeing that Qin Ze remained unmoved, the bartender sighed and stopped trying to sell him the product.
Having met everyone he needed to see, Qin Ze prepared to leave and visit the old man who had passed on the torch.
If the Preacher is nearby, the Source of God will sense the evil god's power emanating from him.
As Qin Ze passed by the Hunter, Slacking on the Sidelines greeted them, "Hey buddy, leaving so soon? Want to sit down and have a drink?"
Qin Ze simply waved his hand without responding.
Lu Tongtong's gaze fell on the Sword Case, feeling that Sword Case was quite beautifully crafted.
The other Hunter just thought he was a weirdo.
The Sword Case was bigger than the Taoist's chest, yet he didn't find it heavy.
As soon as Qin Ze pushed open the door, a middle-aged fat man almost bumped into him.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"
The fat man hurriedly apologized and strode towards the bar.
Level Two Martial Artist.
Qin Ze didn't pay much attention.
Miss Sword Case suddenly spoke up, "He smells like a fanatic."