God-given gold is not pure metal, it is a creature!

It's just between metal and creature.

Moro thought about it for a while and didn't care.

He stepped into the bar in the town.

Most people in the bar looked at him, which is a world for adults, especially bounty hunters.

In fact, only those who have experienced the test of time, have experienced the ups and downs, and have come through the ups and downs, understand the meaning of drunkenness, and need to go to such places to indulge, drink wildly, and use wonderful things like alcohol to numb yourself, and temporarily forget the troubles in this fucking world.

A low and sad song is playing, and the sound is coming from a machine as big as a cabinet in the corner.

Under the dim light, a row of men were drinking at the bar. Some people were sitting at round tables in the hall, drinking, chatting, dazed, or wiping their pistols. The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol and a vicissitudes of life.

The people in the bar also saw Moro's appearance, a handsome face and firm lines, always smiling, but it made people feel chill.

There are also outfits on her body, sleeveless silver-gray wallets, combat pants, travel boots, black wire gloves, and typical bounty hunter dressings, but their materials seem unusual and unique styles are specially customized. They are not affordable for people without a lot of money.

Moro didn't care about them, so he directly found members of the Bounty Hunter Association branch in the bar.

The major bars in the Town Alliance are actually opened by the Bounty Hunter Association.

After a while, the procedures were completed, Moro obtained a gray badge with a metallic luster, a few centimeters long and wide emblem of a shield, engraved with a wounded wolf, pressing the blood-stained prey under his claws.

Gray refers to the nature of the bounty hunter; wolf represents agility and loneliness; injury reminds the bounty hunter to be careful; blood stains indicate the cruelty of work; prey is the result of harvest.

A wall that was specially vacant in the bar was full of wanted orders.

Most of these wanted warrants are monsters, and a small number of them are wanted criminals of humans.

Moro approached the wall, and there were not many bounty hunters here who were concerned about wanted orders. First, it did not take that long to screen prey, and second, the number of bounty hunters was seriously insufficient in this town.

"Wolf King"

A-level wanted criminal, the owner of the wolf pack.

At the bottom, there is not a bounty, but two numbers d:12 and c:7.

Moro, who just got the Bounty Hunter's Manual, knows what this means.

It means that there are twelve D-level bounty hunters and seven C-level bounty hunters who fall into this mission.

There are no B-level and A-level, probably because the wolf pack is too strong, and only the naughty young man who has just become a bounty hunter has gone to trouble him.

Moreover, the Wolf King himself is a wanted criminal at level A, and I don’t know how much the level bonus the wolf pack has added to him.

Moro's eyes moved down and saw a wanted order called "Tooth Wolf".

A newbie must fight a wolf!

"Tooth Wolf"

C-level monster

It is entrenched on the business road outside the town, which has affected the passage of several nearby towns, and the town alliance has invested in the war.

The time was released yesterday.

The bounty is one hundred gold pounds.

I have seen the gold pound Moro here. It is equivalent to the heavy metal of the size and thickness of the bottle cap of the nutritional express line. I am not sure if it is gold-plated copper or iron, but it has a lot of weight anyway.

Because the bounty hunter's casualty rate is very high, the money earned is much higher than that of ordinary humans in life. Basically, one task is for other people to have high incomes for one year or several years.

Most bounty hunters wanted to save some money and retire gloriously, but they didn't save one ten later.

Moro tore off the Tooth Wolf's mission and threw it to the front desk.

The front desk didn't say much, and everything that should be said in the bounty hunter manual has been said.

After walking out of the bar, Moro teleported directly to the target location.

The tooth wolf is a gray-brown wolf with saber-toothed tiger-like teeth. It is very large, equivalent to the size of a sturdy Siberian tiger.

Moro used God-given gold to shape a pistol.

Many bounty hunters also have such gun weapons, so they are not abrupt or special.

Moro didn't make any tricks either. He faced the wolves who were rushing up with a pistol and just closed his eyes.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Two guns fired randomly, but each bullet just shot into a wolf's eyes and exploded in their minds.

Double eagles swivel, headshot, random shooting, mobile shooting!

The God-given gold cannot even keep up with the speed of bullet consumption. After all, although it can split and proliferate to generate bullets, it also takes time and energy to consume.

The so-called source of energy is the physical and mental power of the user.

Hundreds of toothed wolves are not enough to kill Moro in a few seconds.

"Gun God Style!"

Moro was very satisfied, but unfortunately no one appreciated him just now.

When Moro found personnel from the Bounty Hunter Association to deal with the corpse of the Tooth Wolf, everyone was shocked.

"The fatal injuries are all shot in the eyes, and the fur is well preserved..."

"It's all killed with one blow..."

"What's the use? The guns are not as good as swords and fists in the later stages. I guess they will only get to level B at most."

"It's so sour, are you covered in lemon juice all over your body?"

"Level B, you probably only have level C for the rest of your life."

Bounty hunters in marginal towns all know how much they have.

In fact, they were also young and frivolous at the beginning, and felt that once they entered the industry, they could easily get a level A bounty hunter.

The reality turned out to be cruel.

A-level prey, even human wanted criminals, has reached a very terrifying level.

Not to mention monsters like the rock dragon, the big bird, etc.

After Moro waited for the personnel of the Bounty Hunter Association to complete statistics, he chose to settle the settlement. The monster's heart and corpse were useless to him, so he simply sold them all to the Bounty Hunter Association.

The Bounty Hunter Association also gave some of the overflowing market prices very fairly.

Although it can be sold at a higher price when thrown into the black market or the market, it is too troublesome.

Moro is not a person who is short of money either. He is experiencing life now.

"I feel like this continent is good."

After Moro ordered a glass of stout beer in the bar, he found it very delicious.

Then he stood there in a daze.

Wait, it seems that he can change his gameplay.

Although a one-person role-playing game is very real, it is not fun to play stand-alone.

But he can copy it.

"No one stipulates that the gods and demons can only be in reality..."

Moro thought of a more fun way.
Chapter completed!