Chapter 187: Chris's Expectations
"This time, you must listen to me. Bay Territory is absolutely the perfect place for us to stay long-term."
"It's not only safer here, but it's also very profitable!"
Chris, animated and excited, was vividly describing the stories that happened in Bay Territory and the Dark Forest.
The young faces around him couldn't help but show a sense of expectation.
Especially when they saw the enchanted leather armor Chris was wearing, they agreed even more with what he was saying.
One young woman tentatively asked:
"How many trolls did our Alice team capture last month?"
Several adventurers perked up their ears, eager to hear more news from Chris.
After all, Bay Territory had appeared too recently.
So recently that many adventurers from Bloodmoon City had just completed an underground ruin expedition and adventure when Bay Territory suddenly emerged.
Although there were many rumors about Bay Territory circulating in Bloodmoon City, many of them were simply shocking.
"Catching a troll earns 50 gold coins? Impossible!"
"Catching murlocs makes money? How could that territory not go bankrupt?"
"Selling enchanted gear and magic potions? That has to be fake!"
Unless they saw it or experienced it firsthand, adventurers absolutely refused to believe it.
After all, the adventurer world had plenty of "empty promises."
There was once a rumor in Farsico about the discovery of an extremely precious, gigantic mithril vein, which attracted nearly 10,000 adventurers to gather.
And the result?
It turned out to be just a silver mine!
Many adventurers ended up working as miners for two or three months just to earn their travel expenses back!
It became a huge joke in the adventurer community!
However, with more and more adventurers sharing their experiences.
And many adventurers secretly recruiting members and forming adventuring teams.
More people began to believe that Bay Territory, beyond the Misty Swamp, was indeed a profitable place for adventurers.
Although for many high-level adventurers, the various rumors about Bay Territory weren't attractive.
But for the more numerous low- and mid-level adventurers, a monthly income of 10 to 20 gold coins.
Was already very tempting.
Hearing the question, Chris smiled faintly, not lowering his voice, and confidently replied:
"Last month, our Alice team had a great harvest. We were one of the top adventuring teams in Bay Territory for capturing trolls, capturing over 100 trolls in total!"
Seeing the shocked expressions on the young people's faces, Chris remembered the reward promised by the leader Alice and chuckled to himself:
"We captured 150 trolls in total, so it's definitely more than 100!"
A hundred trolls?
That's 5,000 gold coins!
These words immediately caught the attention of the surrounding adventurers.
With Chris's team recruiting new members and reaching a limit of 100 people.
Each person could earn at least 50 gold coins!
Another young man excitedly asked:
"So much? Does that mean we…"
Seeing the excited expressions on the young recruits, Chris smirked slightly, resisting the urge to say more, and continued loudly:
"We will form several hunting teams and select newcomers to join. All the rewards will be shared equally."
Hearing this, not only the young adventurers became excited, but even the nearby adventurers who overheard started to get interested.
Before they could gather to ask questions, the sound of footsteps came thundering in.
Chris made a gesture to quiet them and looked toward the figures emerging from the mist.
Seeing his actions, the other adventurers also turned their heads, listening carefully to the footsteps.
As the sound grew louder, the experienced adventurers finally realized.
It wasn't just one person's footsteps but many, moving as one!
An invisible pressure fell upon every adventurer, and they couldn't help but recall an interesting rumor about Bay Territory:
"Bay Territory's guards are something special!"
At first, everyone dismissed this rumor as unimportant. Compared to the other exaggerated "rumors," this didn't seem particularly interesting.
Until some curious adventurers heard detailed accounts from those who had experienced it firsthand. The rumors about Bay Territory's guards quickly spread.
"The selection process is tough. If you're not a professional, only one in ten will pass!"
"Almost all official soldiers are professionals!"
"Every soldier has enchanted armor!"
"Every soldier earns a high wage, and they all receive salaries!"
"Their combat power is formidable. There was once a record of 500 soldiers defeating 1,000 trolls!"
"Their formations are extremely impressive when they march! (Pay attention to this!)"
Many adventurers believed the first few points were exaggerations.
After all, for most people in the Netheril Empire, unless forced by conscription, no one wanted to become a soldier.
Officially, they were conscripted as soldiers, but in reality, they became the servants of the local nobles, helping them with labor and war.
Nearly every family had someone who had been conscripted, and it wasn't a fond memory.
So, people thought the rumors were just exaggerated to recruit soldiers.
As for the last point, no one paid attention to it.
Until now!
Led by Beelzebub, the heavy-armored soldiers appeared in formation before everyone.
An indescribable pressure caused the adventurers facing them to instinctively step back, making way for the soldiers without realizing it.
Fully armored in gleaming steel, with faintly glowing enchanted patterns, the soldiers displayed weaponry that stunned all the adventurers!
Their synchronized steps and the imposing aura made every adventurer's heart race.
"Are these soldiers from a barony?"
"Their gear is way too luxurious!"
"If I became a soldier like this…"
"No, you wouldn't want to!"
"…"
Hearing the exclamations from the adventurers outside, Matthew put down the scroll in his hand and said to the highly alert Elio by the window:
"Don't be too tense. These adventurers outside pose no threat."
The reason was simple: the strongest among them was just a level 8 rogue, while the rest were mostly low-level adventurers.
Elio withdrew her gaze from Chris, lovingly stroking the hilt of his sword, though still keeping an eye on the outside.
Watching the adventurers lining up to enter Murloc Castle, Angela, who was carefully studying a map, suddenly took out the other half of a "Sending" scroll and responded with great excitement:
"They're here, a 200-strong elite cavalry unit, along with over 2,000 elite soldiers!"
Putting down the "Improved Fireball" scroll in his hand, Matthew, seeing that his "Fireball" skill had been upgraded to level 5, smiled with an unusually "kind" expression:
"Teleported here? That's quite a show of force!"