Hao Ren was a little puzzled when he heard what qualifications the mage had. Before he came, he never thought that besides fooling around, he would need such troublesome things in the Dream Plane. Believe me, in the real world, even if you travel through time, you must have an ID card!
He's a novice who didn't think carefully on the road, but any seasoned veteran should be aware of this: you don't even have an ID card, let alone a different world, even if you travel back to the Warring States Period, it will be difficult to move...
Seeing the change of expression on Hao Ren's face, Becky glanced over suspiciously: "By the way, you didn't even bring these things with you, did you? Or... you are really wandering mages or..."
"Anyway, we must not be fugitives!" Nangong Wuyue has rich experience of wandering around the world, and has stayed many times without a permit near customs and police stations in various countries (she, a guy who runs around the world and has a special race, just wants to get a passport I can't do it), so I knew what to say when I saw Becky's appearance, "Our situation is a bit special, but it's definitely not a bad guy—do you see such a happy and carefree bad guy?" As Nangong Wuyue said, she dragged Lily to her body. The werewolf girl was looking around excitedly at this moment, not knowing what others were talking about, so Nangong Wuyue was taken aback for a while: "What? What?" Lily's sincerity can reassure others' doubts, and her temperament determines that this girl cannot be a bad person. Lily belongs to the kind of sunny girl who will be associated with unjust, false and wrongly decided cases no matter where she stands with the police uncle. In her positive world view, the most heinous thing should be to take the bus without buying a ticket and giving a ticket to the police. When "rolling" bibimbap, eat the small dried fish inside...
But Becky looked at Yzaks: "I told you, don't be angry, but this big brother..."
Y'zaks straightened his clothes immediately and showed a kind smile: "Actually, I'm a good..."
"Don't laugh! Don't laugh!" Betsy jumped back, "Brother, you look more like a good person when you don't laugh."
Hao Rente wondered how she could survive to this day with Becky's mouth - under normal circumstances, she should have been beaten to death before the third grade of elementary school.
"Actually, it's okay to register as a wandering mage." Becky looked Hao Ren and the others up and down, and then looked at the "music box" in her hand very tangled. If you think about it, you might be able to catch fugitives from other countries. After all, this is a life-saving business. Who would ask so much after losing your life? If it is a wandering mage... No matter how strong you are, you can only register for the most basic team, and It’s not easy to accept the private work of those big nobles, which will cost a lot of money.” Of course, Hao Ren and the others didn’t care about the following restrictions at all, and Lily just asked curiously: “What does a wandering mage mean exactly?”
"Some are mages who were expelled from the Mage Association or expelled from the country for various reasons. Because the local associations do not accept or provide support, they can only take risks in various places to collect magic materials. Some are heretical inheritance systems. Because learning Some of them are forbidden techniques, so they cannot be registered at all, and some of them are in exile due to various accidents. Anyway, they are considered unstable wherever they go. Of course, the Mercenary Association doesn't care much about this, as long as they have strength, and there must be reputation."
Hao Ren and the others had a brief discussion, and they unanimously decided to register under this name. After all, a mercenary is also an identity. Without a legal identity in this world, it is really difficult to move forward. And Hao Ren also thought of something else: If someone asked to make a big fireball on the spot to prove his mage status when he registered, he would not be afraid, let Yizaks do it. Don't talk about hitting a big fireball with the big devil, the melting city of live fire is instant...
As a border town adjacent to the prairie, there is a mercenary organization in Lumber Town. Becky led the group of confused guys to a long building in the northwest corner of the town, which was the office of the mercenaries.
The "mercenaries" in this world are a group with a loose structure. In fact, there is no general program and recognized management system at all. The so-called mercenary association is not as restrictive as Hao Ren imagined. The "interface" between mercenaries, the association is a semi-official archives office, only responsible for registering mercenary information and serving as a mission platform. One of the shareholders behind it is various parties, so it has a mandatory deterrent effect on mercenaries. But at the same time, it doesn't have any direct jurisdiction over the mercenaries - it can't control them anyway.
Then one thing is obvious: each country's mercenary association is independent.
Because it interfaces with the authorities of various countries, and it is also linked to the military. Naturally, this cannot become an international organization (there is not much concept of internationalization in this world), so the mercenaries registered with the association actually have half a "nationality". They are not allowed to do what they want in the world as many stories tell, but are limited by their registration origin. Of course, it doesn't mean that mercenaries are locked in one place. As a profession of working hard for money, it is normal for them to perform missions all over the world, but they will be restricted by some authorities in other countries.
But these messy rules don't mean much to a group of five, they just want to go to the Blood Lake of Beinz, and get an identity that makes sense in this world by the way.
The mercenary registration office feels like a bar. There are several clerks standing behind a long table. Because it is a small stronghold in the town, many service windows are concentrated on this long bar. New mercenary registration and The task handover windows were very close to each other. When Becky helped the rookies register, Hao Ren witnessed the scene of the mercenaries handing over the task: a little girl with pimples came to report that she had found the town. The cat of the eldest family, she came to deliver the cat. A burly and strong man came to report that he had successfully killed the leader of the New Freedom Army. The turmoil in the southern region, she came to deliver the battle report, a middle-aged man covered in oily smoke said that he was from the Red Cherry Restaurant, and he was here to deliver food...
The life of a mercenary is really colorful.
The registration procedure was simpler than imagined. In fact, with Becky's hints and arrangements, even Lily's random materials passed smoothly—the clerk only checked and copied the names and occupations of the personnel, and everything else I did not see. Hao Ren couldn't help being surprised: "Aren't you afraid that this is fake information?"
The clerk was a fat young woman, and she gave Hao Ren a white look: "Look at what you said, how can you be so direct—fake information is fake information, anyway, as long as you can afford the employer's price, we have someone here to talk to you As for the big brother next to him, his registered name is Juliet, which has not been changed, and he is still a third-level mercenary."
As soon as the words fell, a muscular black-haired man in the rest area not far away patted the table and stood up: "My tm name is really Juliet! If you make fun of this again, I will smash your counter! "
Hao Ren: "..."
The life of a mercenary is really colorful.
After registering her personal information, the fat girl raised her head and asked Hao Ren, "Are you registering as a team or as an individual? It looks like a team, right?"
"Team, team!" Betsy yelled before Hao Ren could say anything, "I'm a special consultant!"
"It's rare for you to deal with people, isn't it always alone?" The fat girl looked at Becky in surprise, but the latter just smirked and didn't answer: She was ashamed to say that she was caught by a musician. The box was bought, and he was so active because he wanted to take a team to the Blood Lake of Beinz to join in the fun.
"What's the name of the team?" the fat girl asked as she filled out another form.
Hao Ren immediately touched the arms of the people beside him excitedly: "Hurry up, think of a more majestic and domineering name."
Vivienne was the first to speak out, and she also seemed excited: "How about the Bloodfang Mercenary Group?"
The fat girl scratched twice on a shimmering metal plate with a metal pen and shook her head: "The name is taken."
Nangong Wuyue thought for a while: "The Breaking Wave Mercenary Group?"
"The name is taken."
Y'zaks pondered: "The Dawn Blade Mercenary Group?"
As he spoke, he touched Hao Ren's arm and explained the origin of the name in a low voice: "That's the name of a group of brave men who formed a group to attack me back then. They almost hit my door, and they made a deep impression on me."
It turned out that the name was also taken.
Lily frowned: "Snow Wolf Mercenary Group?"
"The name is taken."
"Snow Dog Mercenary Group?"
"The name is taken."
Lily was dumbfounded: "This is also occupied?!"
"Snow wolves, snow dogs, snow wolves, snow dogs, even sled dogs and sled dogs have been occupied. There are too many newly registered mercenaries these days, and the old mercenary group has not died yet. It is difficult to find a name." It's on."
Hao Ren didn't expect to face such a situation when he arrived in another world. He slapped the counter and said, "I'll go, I'm so famous!"
"Oh, that name works."