"Gender?"

"Male. ”

"What's your name?"

"Cheng Mo. ”

"How old?"

"729 years old. ”

"What is the profession?"

"A-class lone swordsman. ”

"Don't have a side job?"

"Nope. ”

"Which theater of operations is currently subordinate to which legion?"

"I'm a lone dog. ”

"All the time?"

"Yes!"

Behind the registration table, a little girl in charge of registration raised her head curiously, looked at the bearded face full of vicissitudes for a few seconds, and couldn't help but show a touch of respect in her expression.

There is no war zone belonging, which shows that the person in front of him is wandering in turns in the top ten war zones, and his A-level strength has only one main profession, and it is a profession with an evaluation of only three stars, which is too rare.

It must be known that the three-star professions were all eliminated as early as the beginning of the Fifth Age.

It's the Sixth Age now, and it's amazing.

It's like in a technologically advanced society, where everyone else is using a virtual communicator, but you're still using an abacus to calculate, but such an old tool makes you solve a very difficult academic topic.

This kind of character, how can you not admire it.

And in the Chaos Base, such a special breed of lone dog has always been the focus of the major legions to recruit them, such a lone dog is too powerful, too experienced, basically no problem can stop them.

At this time, the little girl who had registered, after she had settled down, smiled and said:

"Mr. Cheng Mo, are you sure you want to participate in this special expedition mission that has no rewards, and the time itinerary is undecided, and the danger level has reached the nine-star level? You know, with your conditions, you can get the treatment of a main member in any of the large legions in the Sixth War Zone!"

"I'm sure. ”

The man outside the table spoke in a low tone, but he was unequivocal.

"Well, well, good luck with your mission, here's your registered ID card, and within three days, someone will contact you in person. ”

The little girl who registered is a pity, what the hell, although she is a civilian employee, but she is not incomprehensible, this nonsensical expedition mission is simply a deep pit, look at what this task says-

"Interstellar exploration mission, nine-star difficulty, recruiting ground combat soldiers, strength requirements above A level, no cap, no reward at present, mission completion time can not be determined, thank you, thank you, but if you are willing to bring your own dry food and martial arts, then I am very welcome, in addition to the need for a large number of MT shield warriors, immunity, resistance, defense, and strong survivability of the profession. ”

"Archers, snipers, heavy machine gun shooters, swordsmen, sword fairies and other professions are also welcomed, in addition to the crispy melee profession, yes, you read that right, what an outbreak thief, the double knife thief should not come, I can't afford the funeral expenses. ”

"Also, this mission may require some friends with higher IQs, welcome to the layout, welcome to join, welcome to join, preferential treatment, please go to the registration desk No. 2987 of the Sixth War Zone Headquarters within 65 days after this advertisement is issued, and there will be no wait!"

"Oh, in the end, cowards, terminally ill patients, princess diseases, prince diseases, Long Aotian or anything don't come. ”

——

In other words, it's just such a dragged, almost psychotic adventure mission, and the whole chaos base is released online, so that a fool will want to come, and it's unreliable at first glance.

"Hello, miss, I'm going to participate in that A-90977 interstellar expedition, please register for me. ”

Just when the little girl who registered was slandering in her heart, a slightly cool and beautiful woman's voice sounded, and when she looked up, she saw a woman wearing delicate leather armor, carrying two scimitars around her waist, and wearing big black wavy hair, standing in front of the registration table at some point.

With a woman's sixth sense, the little girl immediately knew that the person who came was not good, and it was the breath of the superior.

She hurriedly took out her registration card and said respectfully: "Okay, ma'am, according to the registration requirements of this task, you need to answer some of my questions, so, what is your gender?"

"Female. ”

"What's your name, please?"

"Su Xiaorong. ”

"What is your age?"

"792 years old. ”

"What is your profession?"

"S-class Phantom Walker is a profession suitable for near, medium and long ranges. ”

"Do you have a side job?"

"Master Healer. ”

"So which theater and which legion are you currently affiliated with?"

"I am currently part of the Fourth War Zone, the Seventh Army Corps, and I am the deputy commander. ”

"Uh- you, are you sure you want to take part in this somewhat special interstellar adventure?"

"Sure!"

"Uh, okay, here's your registration card, in three days, someone will reach out to you, thank you. ”

The figure is far away, and the little girl who registered is beginning to be confused, such an unreliable interstellar adventure mission everywhere, it is just that someone comes to apply, and they are all such rare elites.

Does my IQ need to be recharged?

——

In the C-level LAN specially opened up for the confrontation between the red and blue sides, the confrontational Red Army is no longer there, but Mu Shaoan still lives here.

At this moment, there were two people standing in front of him, he was very relieved and surprised, he really didn't expect that an advertisement for recruiting explorers that he threw out casually would put Su Xiaorong and Cheng Mo in a net.

This is still the core subordinate he cultivated when he was in Ximu Town, there were a total of 20 people at that time, and the best of them were Su Xiaorong, Cheng Mo, and the fat man Duke.

Now, more than 600 years have passed, among these twenty people, only Su Xiaorong and Cheng Mo have come to the present, and the rest are dead or missing.

But Mu Shaoan really didn't think that the achievements of the only remaining two people would be so great.

Cheng Mo was originally sent to Mu Shao'an for thirty days, perhaps it was the foundation laid for him in those thirty days that opened up his full potential, and the profession he chose later was directly a lone swordsman with a three-star evaluation, and it was also the profession that Mu Shaoan played back then.

And there were no replacements along the way.

Relying on a knife stubbornly, he has reached A+ strength, this perseverance, this perseverance, it is not simple, not to mention that he has always maintained the style of a lone dog, if he is now immediately transferred to the six-star evaluation of the sword saint, it is almost a sure thing.

It's amazing.

Mu Shaoan can even conclude that in less than a hundred years, Cheng Mo will definitely advance to the S-level, this is not bragging, because Cheng Mo's foundation has been too strong along the way, and before he has changed to a sword saint, he has already released his sword qi and comprehended the realm of sword intent.

Relatively speaking, don't look at Su Xiaorong who advanced to the S-level one step ahead, but she should rely on her sister and the strength of the team, of course, Cheng Mo is too good, and he is too disadvantaged in comparison, and the god-level lone dog is not a joke.

Moreover, Su Xiaorong's Phantom Demon Walker can also be regarded as a new six-star rated profession in the Fifth Age, with extraordinary output, strong control, strong survivability, and excellent mobility, and is the core figure of team combat, with team cooperation, it is also very powerful.

"How did you two come here?"

At this time, Mu Shaoan asked with a smile.

"It's very simple, I smelled a little bit of your boss style from that advertisement, so I came, if it wasn't for you, I would have gone home. Su Xiaorong smiled, well, this is a good explanation.

"What about you, Cheng Mo?"

"I just wanted to come. Cheng Mo's answer was concise and to the point.

Mu Shaoan laughed, and then remembered something and asked, "Su Xiaorong, is your sister okay?"

"She's dead, she died in the death ring more than a hundred years ago, and her team died with the virus, didn't the turtle tell you?" Su Xiaorong said lightly.

Mu Shaoan sighed and didn't say anything.