In Rukaka's original idea, it was already a noble lady who could take the opportunity to take a few more glances at the map and record some important geographical locations. After all, as the secret treasure of the family, there was no reason for the extra-letter. However, he did not expect that the other party's generosity was far above his imagination.

The noble lady actually lent him the map temporarily and said explicitly that she didn't mind letting him copy one.

This gift is too expensive, far exceeding the price of the commission paid by the girl before. If you have to give a clear value standard, even if you buy their entire mercenary group, it is not enough to have a corner of the map.

This is by no means an exaggeration. You should know that even in the military command room of the most noble lord in the Roger camp, the military map hanging on the wall is only a few rough outlines of the surrounding terrain - this has been the result of the deliberate attention of those who have been deliberately paying attention to in countless battles that have penetrated into the enemy territory over the past few hundred years. With a leaf knowing the autumn, Lukaka has every reason to believe that the noble lady's family, regardless of whether it is famous or not, has at least a profound foundation.

"Your generosity is amazing, sir." The gold coin Rukaka of the previous one could still refuse with a cruel heart, but he had no ability to refuse in the face of this map. How important is a detailed map, only the mercenaries who dance on the tip of the knife all day long can understand it best.

Therefore, Humpback Hans, who is the "logisticsman" of the mercenary group, has a new job - copying the map. Under the temptation of promising an additional 20 silver coins to hire, the old Humpback Jokenson was very happy to take on this additional task.

The humid air cannot ease thirst, and the stuffy heat speeds up the sweat to be discharged from the body. Mikoto previously proposed to find a source of water, and the map solved this problem well. In the map marking, there was a stream several kilometers north of them. A distance of several kilometers, although it was a barren grassland that made people difficult to walk, it was nothing for the mercenaries who had long been used to trekking.

It was only more than ten minutes later that the sound of water flowing in Mikoto's sensitive hearing was already noticed.

The clear water flow, with the unique fragrance of nature, is a taste that humans have long forgotten in the concrete jungle. They don’t care about the dirtyness. Mikoto leans down on the muddy land by the stream and scoops up a handful of water with her hand. Only then did Mikoto realize that this world full of demons and monsters also has the beauty that he imagines.

After touching his pocket, Mikoto took out the potion bottle that he had drunk before but didn't throw it away. Although the capacity of the water was smaller than that of the water bag, Mikoto couldn't stand the dirty and fishy smell. Compared with this exquisite and transparent glass test tube, it was much cute.

It’s not that she becomes pretentious after changing her gender. I believe that in her previous life, no arrogant man dared to try the smell of corpse oil, let alone the corpse of a rotten monster. This is something that no one has ever experienced the battlefield can bear.

However, at this moment, a sudden sound came from Mikoto's ears. The reason why it is called abrupt is that no one in this world can hear it except Mikoto. It is a sound from an unknown sound similar to the main god space system.

[Ding, the system prompts that mild healing agent (empty bottle) + clean stream water can synthesize mild healing agent (full bottle). This synthesis formula consumes a reward point *1 for each synthesis. Is it synthesized?]

Can reward points still be used like this? Since I came to this world, Mikoto has discovered the benefits of reward points for the first time. Using boiled water and an empty bottle can synthesize a full bottle of potions. That is to say, as long as you bring an empty bottle, Mikoto will have endless potions. Of course, the premise is that you have enough reward points, but Mikoto does not have this condition.

Although I feel that this world is similar to the infinitely terrifying main god space, Mikoto also noticed that there are many differences between the two, one of which is the most prominent. The reward points here are not as easy as the main god space. There are no reward points when destroying monsters, but only potions and gold coins, and only when completing the task can you get a few rewards. I didn't think much about it before, but now looking back, it seems too extravagant to use ten rewards to exchange for explanations on the difficulty of the task.

Because of this, the reward points are more precious than potions. Using empty bottles and spring water to synthesize potions seems to have made a profit, but Mikoto doesn't plan to try it unless she has to. After all, if you save the reward points, it may be of greater use in the future.

Denied the reminder of the system's voice, Mikoto ignored her image and wiped the corners of her wet mouth with her sleeve. After drinking water, she finally got rid of the trouble of thirst, but the feeling of hunger that had been covered up gradually surged up.

Although hunting with Mikoto's ability is not difficult, and there is always no shortage of prey in the wilderness, hunting in this world is not a good choice. Because of the invasion of the magic of hell, most of the creatures here are infected with demonic nature, turning from ordinary animals into demonic devils. If humans eat it, they may fall into demonic energy and become accomplices of demons.

But if you eat the mercenary's dry food, it would be too challenging her teeth and mouth muscles. Mikoto misses the two boxes of instant noodles stored under the TV cabinet at home.

[Ding, the system prompts that the reward point *1 can be redeemed for two boxes of "Unified Instant Noodles" (choose any taste). Is it redeemed?]

Mikoto almost choked with saliva. She infinitely despised this too ‘humanized’ system and was too blatant to rob the fire. She was just two boxes of instant noodles. Is it only worth a hundred yuan to give a reward?

If you don’t change it, you won’t change it if you starve to death! Resolutely resist the unscrupulous vendors!

However, just as Mikoto made up her mind to reject the system, her expression changed slightly. This time it was not because of the system, but because she vaguely felt something was wrong around her. It was like before she met a huge beast, which was a premonition similar to the sixth sense that could not be explained.

There are monsters nearby! With this perception, Mikoto looked around alertly.

"What's wrong, sir?"

Standing next to Mikoto was a thin and short mercenary. The sixteen-year-old boy was carrying a short bow. Out of gratitude and attention to Mikoto, he was assigned by Rukaka to protect the noble lady's "bodyguard". Although he seemed short, since he could be valued by Rukaka, the boy naturally had some real skills.

In fact, the boy has already broken through the boundaries of ordinary people and is a black iron-level strongman. The talent of a boy is obviously very good at breaking through at such an age. As an archer who attacks from a long distance, he is also very suitable for fighting against monsters like zombies whose movement speed is not much faster than that of humans.

"Will there be monsters nearby?"

Naturally, Mikoto couldn't say that she had a premonition of the monster, so she could only remind her in a questioning tone. However, this reminder was only the boy's laughter, "You are too worried, sir, Uncle Adolf is the best scout. If there is any situation, you will definitely send news as soon as possible."

This is a mercenary team with clear division of labor, close combat, long-range, and road-exploring secret whistle, which also ensures that the group can better exert its strongest combat effectiveness.

Trust in his companions is of course a good quality, but this cannot eliminate Mikoto's concerns. It is not a question that the boy is lying. Perhaps his understanding is indeed correct, the best scout, but this is only for enemies like zombies and hairy rats. As a strong man who has broken through the power of black iron, facing these monsters, even if he is not an opponent, he can always escape. However, facing a more powerful demon, the strong man with black iron power is not enough.

The premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, better than meeting huge beasts before. Obviously, the enemy this time is not simple. When encountering monsters, if only Mikoto herself was the only one, she would be confident that she could always turn the other party into her own experience bar with her mage's ability. After all, there is not much powerful monster in the Blood Wasteland. With her physical fitness as a mage, she would not die even if she resisted the huge beasts slapped twice. After drinking a bottle of healing potion for a few minutes, she would be a hero again, but the mercenaries around her were not good.

Although it was just a chance meeting, Mikoto could not deny her favor for these mercenaries who were fierce in appearance but simple and kind.

Mikoto is unwilling to let others know her professional identity, which is a selfish selfishness that she dares not take responsibility. But if she abandons these mercenaries because of this, it is something her moral bottom line cannot tolerate.

In fact, it was not just Mikoto who had been on the line of life and death for a long time. At this time, Rukaka also felt something strange. Although she didn't dare to clearly confirm that there were monsters nearby, this strange thing was enough to make him alert. She made a posture that only the members of the group could understand. The mercenary group, which was originally resting with slackness, suddenly became nervous.

The warned mercenary group was filled with a bloody and ruthless aura. These were all professional warriors. The opponents they had fought for a long time were not equal humans, but demons from hell. If they were in the previous life, ordinary special forces soldiers were quite different from them in terms of their pure physical fitness.

The surroundings were quiet, and what made Lukaka even more uneasy was that the secret whistle that had been ordered to patrol the surroundings had not been in contact with him for too long, which also made him have the worst thought.
Chapter completed!