Chapter 595: Demeanor of an Expert
"I am a Tier 5 Storm Knight, but I don't have an Entry Pass. Currently this is already my third time mining; my Experience is equally rich. In addition, my Normal Sanity is 18, and I have an Epic-level Innate Talent: Holy Storm, which can make all allied forces gain the effect of weakening all negative buffs below Epic-level by 70% within 180 seconds. Furthermore, my entire body is covered in the Seven-Star Holy Set. Adding it up cumulatively, it is equivalent to a maximum of 30 points of Sanity. Acting as a Holy Tank is without any pressure."
"Also, you guys can call me Old Qiao."
That middle-aged man with piercing killing intent spoke up at this time, clearly very approving of the rhetoric of that Warrior Old Jia.
But whether it was Old Jia or Old Qiao, neither mentioned which organization they came from. It seemed this was an unspoken hidden rule.
"I am a Tier 5 Shadow Assassin. I also don't have an Entry Pass. Currently it is my fifth time mining. My objective is to grind out an Entry Pass in the Neutral City. Without this it is too passive; even staying at the inn requires consuming five years of Lifespan. If any of you can help me out, I am willing to accompany you to do a Purgatory Mission once. Of course, if you have other requests, I will also satisfy them without exception."
"Also, you can call me Little Tao."
At this time, that female Assassin of twenty-some years old spoke. It was just that her words were truly too direct, making Li Wei feel it was too miraculous upon hearing it.
But this seemed to be the rule here: Blatant, dazzling, straight and to the point. Because only by using the shortest way to state one's purpose and interests, as well as one's own advantages, would there be an effect. It was completely a postmodern, fast-paced method of communication.
As if everyone disliked ineffective socializing.