He still went into an alley, and when he came out he was already a middle-aged man with a beard, holding a Tang sword in his hand, and even his height had increased a lot.
He sang "Eighteen Touches" in his mouth, walked crookedly, and flirted with a beautiful little wife when he saw her. He had the whole image of a second-rate person.
Slowly walked directly to the mercenary information hall and came to the counter.
The counter was a beautiful girl who was about seventeen or eighteen years old. When she saw Jiang Kong coming, her smiling face had a hint of disgust, but she didn't dare to offend the customers easily when she was doing this kind of job.
"Hello, sir! What business do you want to handle?"
"Hahaha, what should I do? Can I do it with you, beauty?"
"Sir, please respect yourself!" The professional smile on her face had completely disappeared.
"Respect yourself, okay! I want to establish a mercenary group, and I also need to apply for a mercenary certificate. Now I can do it, hurry up!" Jiang Kong pretended to be unhappy and urged the young lady to quickly establish a mercenary group for him.
"Okay, please, sir, please fill out this form and hand over one hundred middle-grade yuan stones to apply for the mercenary group badge." After the counter said this, he handed over two forms.
One hundred middle-grade Yuan stones, this mercenary guild is really dark-hearted, but Jiang Kong is rich now, so one hundred middle-grade Yuan stones is nothing.
Jiang Kong took two forms. One of them just filled in some basic information, such as the name of the leader, the name of the mercenary group, the number of members, and their realms.
The other one is basically personal information.
He directly used the name of Wang Yuan, his best friend in his previous life, leaving some loopholes in his identity.
The number of members is temporarily set to ten, and there are people from all realms. He has already thought of the name of the mercenary group, and it is called the Shenzhou Mercenary Group.
After filling out the two forms and handing them back, the girl looked at them and said directly: "Sir, based on what you filled out, I believe that you can only apply for the lowest level yellow-level mercenary group. Do you have any questions?"
"What level is the yellow-level mercenary group?" Jiang Kong was confused and immediately showed his spirit of asking if he didn't understand.
The girl took out another piece of paper, handed it to Jiang Kong and said, "Read it yourself!"
He took it with confusion and opened it. It contained detailed instructions on the levels of mercenaries.
The entire mercenary guild divides mercenary groups and soldiers into five levels, namely, God, Heaven, Earth, Xuanhuang, God level is the highest, and Huang level is the lowest.
Only with more than ten martial arts masters can a god-level mercenary group be formed. Similarly, with ten martial saints in charge, a heaven-level mercenary group can be formed.
The prefecture level requires more than ten martial emperors, and the xuan level requires more than ten martial emperors. Only the yellow level has no restrictions. Anyone can directly form a yellow level mercenary group regardless of their level.
However, ordinary soldiers can only start from the yellow level soldier position.
Based on the information Jiang Kong filled in, he could only form a yellow-level mercenary group.
"I'm sorry, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Jiang Kong felt that this girl was just dissatisfied with him and deliberately looking for trouble.
"You didn't ask at first, right?"
"I... I was just confused, how did I know in the first place!"
"Then there's no way!"
"Okay, I can fill it in from now on!"
"Each person can only apply once a day. If you want to refill, you have to do it tomorrow."
"You... I want to complain to you." Jiang Qing was anxious.
"Sir, I always act according to the rules. Please understand, sir. If you insist on making a complaint, please go to the second floor and turn left, then right, then left, then turn left to the fourth alleyway and turn right to the third room."
"I… !"
Jiang Kong was completely speechless.
"Okay, just give me a yellow-level mercenary group." Jiang Kong finally had to compromise.
"Okay, sir!" The young lady handling the business nodded in agreement.
"Then I would like to ask, what are the conditions for upgrading the Huang-level mercenary group to the Xuan-level mercenary group? Does it only require ten martial arts masters?"
"Of course not. You can only have the strength the first time you apply for it. If you want to upgrade in the future, you can only rely on completing tasks. To upgrade the yellow-level mercenary group to the Xuan-level support group, you need to complete ten yellow-level tasks."
"To upgrade from the Xuan level to the Earth level, you need to complete twenty Xuan level tasks, and to upgrade from the Earth level to the Heaven level, you need forty Earth level tasks."
"I'll choke you! Little beauty, you are trying to kill your brother!" Jiang Kong was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
"Hey, sir, why don't you come back tomorrow." The little beauty had a smile on her face.
"Forget it, isn't it just a few tasks? I can't help my brother anymore. I'll see my brother at least reach the prefecture level in two days."
"Hmph! Just brag! Okay, sir, your support badge and support regiment badge are ready. Please keep this badge and use it to accept and hand in tasks.
"Okay, little beauty, I will miss you, and you will miss me too, okay!" Jiang Kong blew her a kiss before leaving.
"Ugh...!"
The young lady at the front desk pretended to be vomiting, looked at Jiang Kong's retreating back, and murmured to herself: "Young man, if you dare to tease me, I won't be able to cure you, right?"
…
Jiang Kong left the mercenary information hall and walked directly to the mission arrangement hall.
There is a large square outside the door of the hall. There are many people sitting idle in the square. These are ordinary mercenaries who want to find a better support group to join.
There are also some support groups recruiting people here, some shouting loudly, and some writing a sign, and those who are willing to take the bait.
The realms of those who support soldiers are also uneven, ranging from Martial King to Martial Saint, and the level of supporting soldiers also ranges from Huang level to Heaven level.
It is even more difficult for ordinary soldiers to upgrade. In addition to reaching the realm, they also need to complete corresponding tasks, both of which are indispensable.
Therefore, high-level support troops can be encountered but cannot be sought.
Jiang Kong took a quick glance and saw that there were at least a thousand people sitting outside the hall, but there were less than ten soldiers above the earth level, only one at the heaven level, and none at the god level.
Of course, god-level soldiers still need to find jobs outside the hall
Even heaven-level people don't have to worry about work. Their realm is already very high. If they really can't find a good mercenary group, they can work alone and complete some less difficult tasks.
Jiang Kong found an open space, stood there, made his hands like a trumpet, then opened his voice and shouted loudly.
"We're recruiting, we're recruiting! We're recruiting for the future god-level support corps. We're free of charge for Martial Emperors and below, priority for Martial Saints, generous remuneration, and guaranteed lives when doing missions."
"Come and see, come and see! This opportunity must never come again."
"Holy shit! Where did this awesome guy come from? The recruitment advertisement is quite fresh. Let's go and have a look!" Two prefecture-level soldiers in the Martial Emperor realm were interested and walked towards Jiangkong.
"Interesting, very interesting." The one who spoke was the only heaven-level mercenary in the entire square.
But he just smiled and then lay there again to bask in the sun.
Jiang Kong glanced at this heaven-level old mercenary, cracked the corner of his mouth, and sneered secretly, "Young man, you are still pretending to be aloof to me, but later you will cry and beg to be my little brother."
"Hey! Brother, do you think I can do it?"
Wantong has now turned into a middle-aged man with an honest and honest face, and he is looking at Jiang Kong with a flattering smile.
"You! What realm are you in and what is your mercenary level? Tell me one by one." Jiang Kong looked arrogant.
"Reporting to the leader, my name is Huang Zhong, I am a Martial God level 1, and I am a Huang level mercenary."
"puff!"
The two prefecture-level soldiers in the Martial Emperor realm who were watching on the side immediately burst into laughter. They couldn't believe their ears.
Only a level 1 Martial God is a yellow level supporter? And he has to join such a little-known yellow-level mercenary group. This is simply ridiculous.
"You are a first-level Martial God and a yellow-level mercenary. You are barely able to survive. You can become a soldier under me! Work hard and I will promote you to captain in the future."
Jiang Kong glanced at Wantong sideways, nodded, and said casually.
Then Jiang Kong dug around his body, took out a god-level low-grade Tang knife, and threw it to Wantong like garbage.
This was purchased by Jiang Kong in the system mall for one million exchange points.
"Come on! This is your reward. Work hard and you will get many rewards in the future."
"God... God-level inferior, is this a divine weapon?"
Wantong was incoherent. He was really excited to get this low-grade god-level artifact. He thought that he was just a martial arts instructor in an academy, so how could he afford the artifact.
There are very few artifacts in Tianling Continent, and even the top ten elders of Tianjian Sect can only afford god-level low-grade weapons.
There are no more than three god-level middle-grade weapons in the entire Tianjian Sect, and the god-level high-grade weapons are a treasure of the sect.
One can imagine how much shock Jiang Kong would cause when he took out a god-level low-grade sword to reward Wantong.
This time, not only Wantong was excited, but all the surrounding soldiers were already jealous.
If he wasn't a little afraid of Wantong and this mysterious man with beards, people must have started coming to rob him by now.
Mercenaries are like this, cruel and cold-blooded. For the sake of profit, they will kill people at every turn.
If you are kind-hearted, you will not survive in the mercenary world.
"We two want to join. Commander, do you think it's okay?" The two Emperor Wu soldiers asked Jiang Kong cautiously.
"You two! Well, tell me your name, cultivation level, mercenary level, hobbies, and age."
"yes!"
When the two men heard about the opportunity, they immediately became energetic.
"We are two brothers. My name is Ouyang Tianfeng, and my younger brother is Ouyang Diba. We are the eighth level of Emperor Wu and a supporter of the prefecture level. I am 48 years old and my brother is 47 years old. We like girls."
After Jiang Kong listened quietly, he nodded and said: "Yes, remember, the most important thing to join my Chinese mercenary group is to be loyal. Come on! Anyone who joins will be rewarded with an artifact."
Then he threw two Tang knives one after another.
When the two of them saw that there was indeed a divine weapon, they almost burst out laughing. Holding the divine weapon in both hands, they nodded and shouted: "Be loyal to the Shenzhou Mercenary Regiment and be loyal to the leader."
"Um!"
Jiang Kong was very satisfied.
Then he winked and signaled the two of them to shout and accept them.
Brother Ouyang understood, and immediately opened his throat and shouted loudly: "We're recruiting, we're recruiting! The future god-level army is recruiting."
"For those below the Martial Emperor, please stay away. Martial Saints will be given priority. They will receive generous treatment and their lives will be guaranteed when doing tasks. Come and see, come and see! This opportunity must not be missed and will not come back again."
After roaring, he looked at Jiang Kong as if he was taking credit.
"Not bad! Keep going!" Jiang Kong praised.