"It's just a 'novice hunter', there's no need to do this, right?" Jiang Baimian looked at Shang Jianyao and put the badge on his chest and said with a funny look.

Before Shang Jianyao could answer, she quickly added:

"I understand, it's the sense of ritual."

She remembered having a similar conversation.

"You know why you still ask?" Shang Jianyao seemed to have no idea what the team leader meant to stop.

Jiang Baimian gave him a blank look, took a few steps back, and looked up at the giant screen hanging in the air.

"No need to be so troublesome. Every machine over there can see what tasks are there. After choosing, brush the badge in the flashing red place and you can pick it up." The female staff who just helped them register their hunter identity just now reminded her slightly loudly when she saw this.

Because the two people on the other side just filled in the information they had just filled in, she didn't say that if they were illiterate, they could choose their pronunciation.

"...It's quite high-tech." Jiang Baimian suddenly felt that he acted a little like a local bun.

It’s not so convenient inside “Pangu Biology”!

Or, she has never been to similar departments and places.

The female staff member replied with some pride:

"The whole gray soil, there are no more than ten hunter guilds as convenient as ours."

Ah, what did you say? Jiang Baimian touched his metal cochlea and was embarrassed to ask.

——The two sides have a certain distance, and the clerk’s words just now were not as loud as he said before.

"She said that there are no more than ten such hunter guilds on the dust." Shang Jianyao was always able to help "translate" in time.

Of course, sometimes, others don't want him to do this.

"It is worthy of being the city that is rumored to be taken over by the Hunter Guild..." Jiang Baimian said to himself half-jokingly.

She led Shang Jianyao to the tables scattered in different locations in the hall, and each picked up a thin silver-white machine with an LCD screen.

This is like an enlarged version of a paper notebook, a metal version.

At this time, many ruin hunters were standing in different places, either quickly swiping the screen with their fingers, or putting the badges to a place with red light at the top of the machine.

Jiang Baimian also has rich experience in using computers. He usually controls a chip. After just scanning the circle, he roughly understood how to operate the machine in front of him.

After she pressed the screen, she followed the prompts and swiped up to make the task page appear.

At this time, she saw Shang Jianyao looking at her from the corner of her eyes, took out a boxed mirror, and was eager to try.

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Baimian was very alert.

"Do not deceive yourself, pretend it is you, then imitate your actions, and successfully learn to use the machine." Shang Jianyao explained very seriously.

He glanced at him from both sides and confirmed that no one was around.

This is just like dealing with Qiao Chu and the "high-level unintentional person" who makes people greedy.

"..." Jiang Baimian cursed angrily, "Don't think so complicated! Don't make such a simple thing so troublesome! Come on, I'll teach you."

As a student who graduated from the Department of Electronics, Shang Jianyao, that is, he rarely sees it on the market. After Jiang Baimian said a few simple words, he quickly mastered how to operate the machine.

It was not until this time that Long Yuehong and Bai Chen walked into the hall of the Hunter Guild.

They did not allow themselves to register their hunter identity and Jiang Baimian, and Shang Jianyao happened to be one after another.

Jiang Baimian glanced at the round table area, withdrew his gaze, and officially looked through what tasks were there:

"Task description: North Street Zhao Mansion recruited 20 short-term mercenaries..."

"Task description: Historian Harold is organizing a team to prepare to go to the ruins of Swamp No. 1 in the near future, and those with experience are urgently needed to join..."

"Task description: A batch of antiquities seeking identification..."

"Task Description: Weapons for Food..."

"Task description: Send lunch to the Wasteland Post..."

After quickly finishing the tasks that can still be taken, Jiang Baimian couldn't help but sigh:

"What a pity..."

"What a pity..." Shang Jianyao on the other side made the same voice, but did not imitate Jiang Baimian's tone.

Jiang Baimian turned his head and looked at him, asking with a smile:

"What are you sorry for?"

"Qiao Chu's mission is gone." Shang Jianyao did not hide his regret.

"I'm sorry for this too." Jiang Baimian said, "Otherwise, with the information we have, we can get at least four tons of flour, so we don't have to worry about it recently, and we will instantly become a 'official hunter'."

Her subtext is that the information related to Qiao Chu mastered by the "old tuner team" can allow everyone to take on tasks separately and the report content is different.

When finished once, the reward is one ton of ordinary-grade flour and one hundred credit points.

——From "Newbie Hunter" to "Formal Hunter", only one hundred credit points are required.

Speaking of this, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao sighed again in unison:

"What a pity..."

In a sense, Qiao Chu is really a walking "treasure".

After roughly understanding what tasks there were and thinking about them, Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao:

"Let's go, these are not suitable. Let's take a look tomorrow or the next day."

In fact, some tasks are quite suitable for "novice hunters" and do not have to leave the Wild Grass City. However, Jiang Baimian must first contact the intelligence officer of "Pangu Biology" and confirm what to do next before considering what tasks to take.

This time when she went to the Hunter Guild, she registered her identity on the one hand, and on the other hand, she initially grasped the current situation of Wild Grass City by understanding what tasks there are.

A leaf falls to tell the world that autumn is everywhere. In the highly developed Wild Grass City of the Hunter Guild, any undercurrents underneath will show some clues through the published tasks.

In short, after Jiang Baimian browsing this, he just felt that the situation on North Street might be a little nervous, and everything else was fine.

"Relics of Swamp No. 1?" Shang Jianyao asked in confusion while following Jiang Baimian to the door of the Hunter Guild.

"Looking at the description below, it should be the one we have been to." Jiang Baimian is not unfamiliar with the replacement of the code name.

After leaving the Hunter Guild, she put her hands in her pockets and said with a smile:

"Let's go around. This is the first time I've been to Wild Grass City. I had a chance before, but I missed it."

Shang Jianyao was also very excited.

After a while, he opened a distance and Long Yuehong, who was following them, asked Bai Chen in confusion:

"Where are the team leader going?"

Why do you look aimless?

Bai Chen thought for a while and said:

"She should be familiar with this place."

Long Yuehong was stunned for a moment and vaguely understood.

After walking around this until three o'clock in the afternoon, they finally returned to the "Afuji Shop", entered through the front door, walked out through the back door, climbed the stairs, and opened the door to enter the house.

Jiang Baimian didn't say anything, took out a larger piece of white paper from his tactical backpack, and brushed it with a pen while recalling the memories.

Not long after, except for North Street, the layout of the entire Wild Grass City was presented.

At the same time, Jiang Baimian also marked the words "there are ditches", "there are more concealed", "there are chaotic nearby", "the wiring layout is very poor and it is easy to malfunction" in different places.

After doing this, she handed both the paper and the pen to Bai Chen:

"Look at what you need to add? Haha, that is, Wild Grass City is not big."

Bai Chen said "um" and reached out to take the paper and pen, spread it on the table, and began to draw pictures and write.

Taking this opportunity, Jiang Baimian said to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong:

"Let's take a look later and remember it in your mind.

"There may be actions separately later. At that time, if you encounter an accident, you must at least know where to hide and how to use the terrain."

Long Yuehong has long been convinced:

"Yes, team leader!"

Shang Jianyao frowned slightly and said:

"What needs to be avoided is an accident."

Before Jiang Baimian could glare at him, he added:

"After remembering it, it can make accidents unable to hide and use the terrain."

"Just understand." Jiang Baimian was too lazy to say more.

When Bai Chen perfected the map, everyone remembered the corresponding key points. Jiang Baimian pointed to the alley opposite the slave market in Nan Street and asked:

"When we met the intelligence officer at night, we scored a group of people to secretly monitor and guard against accidents.

"Which location do you think is better?"

As a team sniper, Bai Chen pointed at the South Street slave market with absolute responsibility:

"Here, you can completely control the alley opposite by the roof on the left."

Jiang Baimian nodded:

"If, I mean, if there is a problem with the company's intelligence officer, then the person behind him will choose this point. We should try not to encounter them, it is better to choose the second best point.

"Anyway, Shang Jianyao and I can adjust our position to ensure your vision and ballistics."

After some discussion, the "old commissioning team" finalized the roof of the right side of the slave market in South Street. At that time, Bai Chen and Long Yuehong will be responsible for the place, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao will go to see the company's intelligence personnel.

Winter nights always come early, darkness gradually enveloped the Wild Grass City, and lights, which were yellow or pure white, lit one after another.

At 7:40, Jiang Baimian stood up, put on the hat he brought with him in clothes, and said to Shang Jianyao and others:
Chapter completed!