"Okay, the authentication is complete!"

Hannah smiled and threw the hunter's badge to Bru, then took out another piece of bronze paper: "You sign this employment contract."

Bru hurriedly clumsyly used his hands to pick up the hunter's badge, which made him feel in a hurry. He glanced at the employment contract and signed his name: Bru Cruise.

Hannah put away the contract, took out a small leather bag from her arms and handed it to Bru: "Ji, this is the deposit for twenty gold coins. When the caravan returns to Saitu City, I will give you the remaining thirty gold coins!"

Bru took the small cloth bag and put it in his arms without counting it. Low-level independent magicians like him could not afford a space ring.

"Not bad! He's a cheerful person!" Hannah smiled and said, "Follow me, let's go now."

Hannah led the way in front, and the big guy Bru followed closely behind like a child, and the two walked all the way to the Hops caravan.

Chen Zhui hurriedly followed, no matter what, he could finally go to the Iron Hammer Tribe!

Hanna introduced Bru to the caravan owner Hops, who introduced Chen Zhui and Hannah to Hannah. After a while, it was a simple understanding of the few people.

It turned out that Hannah was Hops' granddaughter, and her parents were killed because of disputes between caravans when she was very young.

The caravan finally set off, with sixteen people, thirty-five wildebeests, white camels, and a carriage, along the winding ancient road, leaving Saitu City and heading towards the Hammer Tribe.

Old Hops was sitting in the carriage to catch the carriage because of his age. Tang Shishi and Hannah were girls and could not stand the bumps of wildebeests, so they rode in the carriage.

Blu and Shen Zhui each rode a wildebeest, on the left and right of the carriage.

In the center are white camels carrying goods. Their reins are connected to a long rope, and the rear beams of the carriage are tied to the front of the rope. In this way, the white camels can follow the carriage obediently without running around.

Some of the remaining ten servants rode wildebeests around the white camel, shouting from time to time, and some followed the caravan to prevent thieves from stealing goods from behind.

Chen Xiaohe should have been sitting in the carriage with Tang Shishi, but she thought the car was too boring, so she ran to Chen Zhui's wildebeest. In this way, Chen Xiaohe leaned in Shen Zhui's arms, Chen Zhui held the reins of the wildebeest with both hands, and the two rode together.

Originally, Chen Zhui could not ride wildebeests. Although this strong first-level monster has been tamed and has a gentle personality, his strong body, which is more than two meters tall, still looks wild. Sitting on it gives people the feeling of boating in the stormy waves, making people feel hurt by the buttocks.

But Chen Xiaohe was different as soon as he got up. Chen Zhui felt that the wildebeest under his crotch immediately turned into a little sheep, not as bumpy as before, and even its breathing became much softer.

Chen Xiaohe was having fun in Shen Zhui's arms, sometimes he wanted to pester Chen Zhui and tell stories, and sometimes he pulled the wildebeest and ran forward. The two of them had a lot of fun along the way.

Hannah, who was sitting in the car, looked for an opportunity to talk to Bru through the window when she had time. Hops saw it and didn't say anything, and she couldn't tell anything on her face. He just looked at the road ahead and pulled the reins in his hand from time to time.

Old Hops felt that Bru was very much like a person, but after many years, he was not sure...

The caravan was moving forward steadily and orderly, leaving Saitu City, it was an endless wasteland.

Wherever you see, there are bare saline-alkali land and a few low shrubs.

The scorching sun burns the hot sandy land, and there is no shade or earthen wall to enjoy the cool, let alone the figure, and even a ghost can't be seen.

But this is a good thing for the caravan. What the caravans least want to see during the marching are outsiders. With outsiders, it means there is a possibility of danger.

In the wasteland area, there is no concept of a so-called road, because it looks very flat at first glance. As long as the general direction is right, there is a road everywhere, and you can go anywhere.

Therefore, it is difficult for each caravan to meet each other in the wasteland area, unless it has agreed in advance where to meet.

The caravan has been leading the experienced Hops for a short time and everything went very smoothly.

"Grandpa Hops, it seems that the road is not as dangerous as you said!"

Chen Zhui controlled the wildebeest to Hops. After half a day of practice, he was able to control the wildebeest under his crotch very well.

"Roar, what do you little doll know!"

Hops stroked the beard on his chest and said, "I just left Saitu City and was still within the sphere of influence of the Wind Wolf Union. How could anyone who disliked his life dare to act wildly!"

When Bru heard the old man Hops's speech, he leaned over, listened very seriously, and nodded from time to time. Nothing could make people more insightful than listening to an experienced elder.

"Look at the surroundings," Hops pointed to the wastelands around him, "they were open areas, without even a hidden obstacle. Any brainless bandit would set up an ambush here!"

Damn, Chen Zhui thought it made sense when he heard it. He should listen to the old driver's teachings when he is out. This is absolutely true.

Then, Hops opened up and told Chen Zhui, Chen Xiaohe and Bru about his years of business experience and the strange stories that the caravan encountered while traveling around the country.

Hannah and Tang Shishi in the carriage also listened with relish and asked him a few questions from time to time.

"Actually, our caravan has encountered many strange things, such as monsters, natural disasters, bandit robberies, etc., and escaping from death is commonplace,"

"But the most tragic time was not encountering some monsters or bandits, but a conflict between caravans!" The old man Hops' tone suddenly became dull, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Hannah suddenly froze when she heard this. She hurriedly pulled the corner of Old Hops' clothes with her hand, signaling him not to continue talking.

Old Hops ignored his granddaughter's hint. He did not turn his head, but just stretched out his old hand and patted Hannah's hand.

After dependent on each other for more than ten years, Hannah immediately understood what her grandfather meant, saying that he had his own sense of responsibility.

Old Hops frowned, his voice a little gloomy:

"It was when Hannah was three years old. Our caravan and another caravan met in the rest and recuperation area of ​​the Black Swamp area. Originally, two caravans were taboo to rest and recuperate together. Being careful of each other was very exhausting. And once something happened, no one could explain clearly, so this misunderstanding often easily develops into a bloody battle between two caravans!"

As he said, Hops's eyes seemed to accidentally sweep across everyone around him.
Chapter completed!