Luo Lin rode Benben all the way. Before coming to the city gate, he first went to the Evolution Chamber of Commerce. The only building that could be seen among the street stall-like merchants - the Mercenary Union.

At a corner of the wall, Rollin observed for a long time, and then carefully took the scarf off after confirming that no one had followed him. Then he took Benben back into the beast card.

Walking into the gate of the Mercenary Union, a primitive and vulgar atmosphere came to my face.

More than a dozen wooden stakes were nailed to the floor of the hall, with more than a dozen fresh ferocious beasts inserted on it, and their expressions were still lifelike, and even blood was constantly dripping on the ground.

This is the most direct way for mercenaries to show their strength.

The smell of blood filled the entire hall.

In the hall, there were strong men wearing various armors, with large muscles exposed as if they were showing off. Most of them were shocking scars on their bodies and faces. Oh, there were also a few girls.

But those girls... are more manly than men.

At this time, the strong men were chatting in groups of three or five casually. It seemed that the biggest topic was how to find the rabbit demon king and kill the rabbit demon king...

Luo Lin looked carefully and said, well, there were many familiar faces... It seemed that most of the fingers he had beaten were from here.

"Little brother, are you here to find mercenaries? Ha, look for me, everyone knows that I, Lao Wang, are the strongest mercenary here." A honest-looking man grinned.

"Tsk, you? What else do you do besides knowing how to cook? Are you embarrassed to say that you are a mercenary?"

Goby Old Wang stood there in embarrassment and smiled helplessly at Luo Lin. At the same time, the mercenaries waiting for the mission here began to introduce themselves.

Rollin: “…”

Alexander.

The group of pussies I have broken through my fingers. Don’t look at me smiling at me now. If I know that I am the big rabbit demon king, then I don’t have to go out…

Luo Lin was guilty and walked forward with his head down guiltily. He was about to go to the task board in the center of the hall to take a look, but was blocked by a man in a suit and tie.

"Hello, new face, newcomer." Sister had a professional smile on his face. "I am the person in charge here. I will notarize each task and publish it on the task board. Can you describe your task?"

Rolling's face suddenly turned bitter.

He came here just to find two helpers... You know, there is a team of 500 people in the civilian area waiting to cook for themselves tonight.

Meow, if you are in the Mercenary Union, you say I want to recruit a chef...

I wonder if I will be beaten to death by these mercenaries who are proud and passionate about their profession and arrogant!

But it is impossible to cook by yourself. Rollin will be too busy to cook for five hundred people unless he drives an excavator to cook.

I, Luo Xiaolin, are a man who is determined to become Tianluo.

How can you be a chef?

"Oh, my little brother is so embarrassed. He must be stumped by daily tasks, and I'm embarrassed to say it." Sister laughed, "But don't worry, today our union's best mercenary among the Evolutionists is just free, and no matter what task it is, it can help you complete."

Although Sister said this, he was secretly happy after he glanced at the student badge on Rollin's chest.

It seems that he is a low-strength but rich fat sheep. He was stuck by ordinary tasks in the academy and could only find a mercenary union.

Of course I have to give him the most expensive one!

Rollin was in a daze and was led to a corner by Sist.

"This is Liu Daya," said Sister, pointing to an elegant man drinking, his armor on his body was brand new and heavy, "Evolutionist level seven, is about to be transferred to a gunman. Look..."

When Luo Lin saw this handsome and handsome man, he was stunned.

Damn, just this appearance, you can be a master at first glance!

But why are the names of these mercenaries so weird... Liu Daya... and what the hell is that Gobi Lao Wang just now?

However, the next moment, Rollin was stunned.

He knew why this handsome man was called Liu Daya.

The handsome man smiled politely at Luo Lin, showing two big teeth...

The impression of a master that Luo Lin had just established was instantly shattered.

"Hello, what is the task you are going to issue? What are the strength requirements? Oh, the second question, maybe I don't need to ask, because I'm sure." Liu Daya smiled confidently.

"Mr. Big Ya, ah, no, I mean Mr. Liu." Luo Lin said with a strange expression: "I think you'd better ask..."

Liu Daya was suddenly surprised, "Oh? Do you need a master?"

"No..." Luo Lin said embarrassedly with a red face, "It's just a skill."

"Haha," Liu Daya sneered disdainfully, "What kind of skill is it? Sir, you may not know that as the best evolver mercenary here, I am proficient in dozens of skills, swords, guns, sticks, and even an e-level skill..."

"Can you cook?" Rollin asked naively.

Liu Daya was stunned in place with a confused look on his face.

Can you cook...

Can you cook...

Do you cook...

"Shock value from Liu Daya, 666"

"From Sist..."

Liu Daya subconsciously said: "No..."

Who can cook like this? I am a mercenary! It’s not your cook, so I can fight, right?!

You are here to recruit mercenaries, are you here to recruit cooks?

Everyone in the hall was confused when they heard this... Are the requirements for being a mercenary so high? It turns out that it is difficult to find a job. You have to know how to cook as a mercenary...

"No, are you here to play with me?" After Liu Daya came to his senses, he immediately stared at Luo Lin with anger, "Tell me, what is your task? How come there is such a strange demand?"

Liu Daya has a bad temper. Mercenaries originally lived a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife, either fighting or recuperating from injuries. The only fun is alcohol and women. People who are mercenaries basically have a bad temper, especially excellent mercenaries like Liu Daya.

So, Liu Daya was angry at the moment, and he felt that Luo Lin was humiliating himself.

I can get hundreds of gold coins in a mission here, and I almost become a little overlord of the Mercenary Union. Every day I face level seven or even level eight beasts... As a result, you came to ask if I could cook?

This is humiliation, right?!

Sister, who was on the side, also looked helpless. He had been the person in charge for so long. The first time he saw someone’s demand was to cook...

Luo Lin said awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, my task is to help me cook..."

"Then why don't you go to the foodie hall to find a chef?" Sister looked helpless.

"It's expensive there!" Luo Lin said as expected, "How cheap are mercenaries! And I want to make meals for five hundred people, so it's better for mercenaries, cheap and affordable, like coolies."

As soon as these words were said, all the mercenaries looked strange, and some even hid the weapons.

How cheap are mercenaries...

It's better to be a mercenary, cheap, affordable, like a coolie...

Sister looked at Luo Lin blankly and said in a daze: "Well, stop talking, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death by these mercenaries..."

Rollin: “…”

Finally, Luo Lin walked out of the mercenary union with an awkward look as if these mercenaries were catching on.

Just now, he really subconsciously expressed his inner thoughts... Well, it's great to live.

The two mercenaries behind him were very happy.

Gobi Lao Wang and his friend are older, and their combat power is only about a level five evolver. It is simply a pie that can be found without fighting and has dozens of gold coins.

Luo Lin led the two of them to the civilian area while chatting casually and introducing tasks.

"Old Wang, you and your friends can do it..."

"Sir, my surname is Goby, you should call me Goby."

Rollin: “…”

"Ahem, Kobe, what kind of dishes do you and your friends cook?"

“Maragobi!”

Rollin: "???"

"I'll talk to you well, why are you scolding?" Luo Lin was confused.

Mr. Gobi smiled with a simple face and said shyly: "My friend is called Mala, and the dish we cook is called Mala Gobi. This is our combination. Sir, don't get me wrong. Mala, say hello."

The silent man on the side raised his hand: "My name is Mala."

Rollin: “…”

Luo Lin felt like he had eaten shit, why did Te Meow's self attract such a magical combination?

Forget it, the name doesn't matter.

What is important is how well the cooking skills of the two people are. If they have some basic skills, it will be easy to deal with.

"What kind of dishes are you two good at? Shandong, Sichuan, Huainan, Cantonese cuisine?" Luo Lin frowned.

"None of them." Old Wang Gobi smiled, with a master's style.
To be continued...