The second floor of the tavern was a world of its own, and whether or not there was soundproofing magic, the rumble from the first floor did not carry up to the second.
Wind greeted other adventurers he knew, then sat down at an empty table.
"Waitress, three regular meals, three buckets of…"
At this point, Wind glanced at the slightly thin Yang Tao and changed his order: "Two buckets of ale."
Yang Tao was furious! Who are you looking down on?!
He immediately asked: "Brother, may I ask, why are there so few Necromancers?"
There were about twenty or so adventurers on the second floor of the entire tavern, but not a single Necromancer.
Wind heard his question and said with a smile: "Adventurers with Necromancer talent fall to the dark side before they even get to change professions…"
"After testing for relevant talents, you need to dissect corpses and study poisons all day long, even good people would be driven mad."
What's wrong with studying medicine? I'm asking you, what's wrong with studying medicine? Apologize to the white-clad angels!
Yang Tao felt that the Diablo world's training direction for Necromancers was wrong; it should be trained in the direction of forensic medicine…
After two hours of chattering, Yang Tao also got a free regular meal for adventurers.
His maximum health increased a little, but it wasn't his Diablo profession that improved, but his main body.
When he left the tavern, it was already eleven at night. He declined Wind's offer to stay at his house for the night and walked alone on the streets of Rogue Encampment.
'The prices are decent. A meal and two buckets of wine only cost seven gold coins. If I had tens of thousands of gold coins, wouldn't I be able to live lavishly for a long time?'
Unknowingly, he arrived at a relatively secluded area. There were small tents, and in front of some tents, some women were kneeling.
'Not sleeping late at night, could there be some special activity?'
Just as he was wondering what was going on, a bald Barbarian with a flushed face walked over, stood in front of a burly 'woman', looked around to make sure there were no acquaintances, then pulled out ten gold coins and slipped them into the woman's hand.
A joyful smile immediately appeared on the woman's face, and she reached out, took the Barbarian's hand, and entered the tent behind her.
Yang Tao clearly saw that the faces of several women around them showed expressions of envy. He didn't know if they envied the gold coins or the Barbarian's ox-like body.
'Red… Red-light district??'
The guidance in the dark had led him here.
'Also, this Barbarian's aesthetic is indeed different. He really chose the strongest one. That's right, a thinner one might be deadly.'
Yang Tao walked past these small tents. Some gazes swept over him, but he was now a 'gentleman' and no longer indulged in such matters.
It wasn't that he disliked them.
In a disaster-stricken world like Diablo, these women who lost their men and relatives, who lost their ability to survive, plus the fact that they could solve the problem of some adventurers' overflowing energy, if he were the administrator of Rogue Encampment, he would also turn a blind eye.
Otherwise, with the powerful strength of adventurers, if they committed acts of forcibly taking civilian women, how would it be handled?
One can only say that prevention is better than suppression.
…
The next morning.
In a secluded corner of Rogue Encampment, a wooden door appeared out of thin air. Yang Tao walked out from behind the door feeling refreshed, took a deep breath of the slightly smelly air in the camp, and muttered:
"According to Wind, I should first go to Akara to receive the task of clearing the Den of Evil and get some extra skill points…"
One skill point, in the early stage, this was crucial.
He immediately walked towards the southeast of the camp, where Akara's tent was located.
Soon, he arrived at the southwest of the camp. There was a small open space here, with a small tent pitched on it. A woman in a purple robe and a hood was talking to several adventurers.
The other party might have noticed his gaze, and she slightly turned her head to face him.
Akara looked to be in her thirties, with a serene smile on her fair face, and an indescribable sense of affinity emanated from her.
Her eyes were tightly closed; although she was blind, she saw more and further than adventurers.
Yang Tao did not go directly to interrupt the other party but stood still, quietly waiting for Lady Akara to send away the few novice adventurers who were like him.
A few minutes later.
As those adventurers left, Yang Tao stepped forward and greeted: "Good day, Lady Akara."
"Good day, sir. How may I help you?"
Akara's expression remained unchanged. Yang Tao looked at this woman who had dedicated everything to this world in the story and stated his purpose.
"Lady Akara, I would like to take on the task of clearing the Den of Evil, and I also want to purchase some identification scrolls."
"Clearing the Den of Evil? Where are your teammates?"
A hint of doubt appeared on Akara's face, and then she explained: "The Den of Evil is different from the Blood Moor; the terrain inside is very narrow, and there are more monsters… If you are alone, it is too dangerous."
"Every adventurer is the most precious treasure of the world, and a naturally awakened one like you is even more so."
"We hope adventurers gain experience, but we hope even more that you can grow up safely."
Akara's words were well-founded and irrefutable. If it were a local adventurer, he would definitely obediently go find teammates and then come back to accept the task.
But Yang Tao was naturally not an ordinary person. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard Akara say: "If you need to find teammates, I happen to have a level two sorceress who also wants to find teammates. She also wants to clear the Den of Evil…"
"Her name is Alice, she is eighteen this year, and she is a good, talented sorceress."
Yang Tao looked at Akara suspiciously upon hearing this.
'Such a coincidence? I was just about to refuse, and you tempt me with an eighteen-year-old female sorceress?'
Yang Tao, with his firm willpower, immediately rejected Akara's suggestion and said:
"Lady Akara, I prefer to be alone. Also, I am a Necromancer, and my self-preservation ability will be greatly enhanced after I have the Summon Skeleton skill."
"Also, I still want to buy an identification scroll."
Seeing that Yang Tao did not agree with her opinion, Akara did not try to persuade him further. Adventurers were not caged birds.
Everyone would have their own path.
"As for the identification scroll, please wait a moment."
Akara turned and went back into the small tent, taking out a red scroll.
"80 gold coins…"
What the heck?! Eighty gold coins? Last night, that was enough for 8 fallen women.
However, looking at Akara's face full of sincerity, Yang Tao still obediently took out eighty gold coins and handed them to her.
[Identification Scroll]
Identifies blue and golden equipment.
Yang Tao immediately frowned and said: "Lady Akara, this scroll can only identify blue and golden equipment? What about green and unique equipment?"
"The higher the quality of the equipment, the stronger the sealing power on it. There are two ways to identify it: one is to spend a small amount of gold coins and bring it back to an appraiser for identification, and the second is to purchase a high-level identification scroll worth 300 gold coins."
300?
Yang Tao suddenly felt like he was a poor person.
But the good news was that he had a conversion table, so he only needed to buy one.