Chapter 154: Rumors
The day, early m.
The bright sunlight illumihe newly built Bay Town.
Signaling the start of a new day!
The residential areas under stru were bustling again.
Workers from various factories also began heading out.
The pioneers had already received the news: work resumed as usual today.
The people of Bay Territory, still shaken by the Murloc rampage the day before, were soon surprised to discover...
The gates, tightly closed yesterday, were now wide open, just like any other day.
Lined-up soldiers were patrolling the walls.
Everything seemed unged.
However, when they ventured outside the gates...
They could see the battlefield, still littered with Murloc remains, and the struggling Murloc captives.
When word spread...
That killing a Murlod returning its corpse could earn them a bounty of one silver ,
And capturing a live Murloc could fetch two silver s,
Many began to feel tempted.
But most residered after gng at the cultivated fields and recalling the Bay Territory’s military bes for both reservists and regur soldiers.
They didn't want to lose out on the bigger prize by chasing small gains.
However, for weaker adventurers who found it difficult to veo the dangerous Dark Forest to capture trolls, this presented an excellent bounty opportunity.
They could start by accepting a patrol mission along the Silvermoon River near Bay Territory, earning a daily wage of one silver .
While on patrol, they could enjoy a free lund freely hunt or capture Murlocs along the riverbank.
With a bit of effort, each adventurer could earn around three to five silver s in half a day.
Accumuting that would result in a det fortune.
To further motivate these novice adventurers, Matthew issued a special decree:
“Anyone who accumutes 100 tribution points will be entitled to a free course ierritaining a basic ability (specialty)!”
This had immense appeal finner adventurers who wished to improve their strength but cked the money, resources, or es.
Naturally, Matthew wao ie adventurers with job levels into his territory.
But everyone had their own ambitions and challenges, so Matthew wouldn’t force them.
"As long as they work for me, provide experience points, and tribute to the territory, they're good tools!"
The transport voy, escorted by 300 soldiers, exited the gates and headed toward the Misty S's Murloc camp.
Along the way, the soldiers marched in formation, attrag attention from many onlookers.
Their synized movements, finely crafted armleaming ons, and the entig bes posted on bulletin boards all silently urged them:
"Eat well, train hard, bee a reserve soldier, and ge your destiny!"
Matthew observed their hopeful and ambitious gazes, breaking down the deeper meaning behind their looks to Ange and Yaya.
"The reason we don't directly select from among them is twofold. First, it's to maintain a sense of fairness."
"Even a degree of perceived fairness signifitly boost their sense of belonging."
"The sed reason is to ence petition. Soldiers, citizens, and adventurers alike will naturally pare themselves to others."
"Our task is simple."
"Establish clear, straightforward standards, select the right talents acc to the rules, and the rest will work hard on their own."
"This applies to the ma personnel we are about to select as well."
"This approach is far more effective than wielding a whip behind them, pushing them forward..."
Of course, Matthew didn't yet mention the deeper aspects.
Because everything he described was an ideal state, free from external interference.
This was just a transitional system in Matthew's grander vision!
He had eveer pns for the future!
The voy gradually left Bay Territory, departing the vast, ft wilderness and heading toward the Murloc camp in the Misty S.
They would arrive before su!
Meanwhile, in Bloodmoon City, on Adventurer’s Street...
The adventure hall, though modest in decoration, was bustling with activity.
Normally, despite the high foot traffic,
Adveypically came a in a hurry.
Rarely did they gather in suumbers to engage in stant discussion.
A few curious adventurers entered, hoping to pick up some free rumors at the start of the day.
Even if the gossip didn’t lead to tasks or bounties, it could still serve as eai over meals or idle chatter during adventures.
A young adventurer squeezed his way inside.
His first sight was the are s in the adventurer hall, dispying a task list in pale blue letters.
Ordinarily, blue-colored tasks—indig moderate difficulty—wouldn’t garner much attention.
But when the young adventurer read the task’s tent, he was stunned:
"Bounty: 5,000 gold s for log arao an underground ruin near Misty S, Bay Territory, or the Murloc camp!"
"Current adventurers accepted: 6,875!"
"Task requirement: Level 1 adventurer!"
He couldn’t help but gasp, eyes widening as he reread the task details over and over.
"5,000 gold s? Is this for real?"
"I know Misty S, but where's Bay Territory? Who’s the lord?"
"This task has no level requirement? Then as a Level 2 Rogue, I could take it?"
"Is this task real or fake?"
In just a minute or two, he saw the number of adventurers accepting the task increase by several hundred.
Hearing other adventurers' versations, the young man became even more excited.
"This task must be real!"
"Not to mention, the person the 1,000 gold deposit is her than the retly famous Adam Smith!"
"Adam Smith? The one from the Thorn Mert Guild?"
"Yes, the same one who took down the Redwood Mert Guild!"
"I heard about that! Redwood's Reld Ba gathered over 2,000 bandits but couldn’t take down Thorn's caravan."
"Adam Smith acted i on the surface, but secretly had everyone in the Redwood Mert Guild wiped out!"
"Eveire Ba family was eliminated."
"How did I miss such big news?"
"It’s beealk of the town! The city lord eve people to iigate the Ba family estate—there’s been no word since."
"Seems like Adam Smith was very thh..."
"..."
The young adveopped listening to the rest of the story.
All he could see in his mihose shining 5,000 gold s!
FAL
