Following Yijie through most of Babylon City, the two stopped at a crossroads.
Adhering to the principle that the weaker party should remain silent, Number 0 had not asked any questions along the way.
Yijie stood at the forefront, looking left and right, but still did not take the next step.
"Where exactly are we going?" Number 0 thought, if they continued like this, they would have trekked through the entire Babylon City.
"I’m taking you to accept tasks, level up, and accumulate military merit. We’re clueless about the system tasks for now, so let’s start by taking some practice tasks at the ’military station.’ I’ve seen the recommendation letter from the Dark Night Market; the selection for the Personal Guard is in a month. Before then, you need to at least level up to Sergeant and acquire an additional support attack special skill," Yijie figured that even if he could fight enemies on his own, the one following him would have to endure until the end.
It sounded good, and Number 0 really wouldn’t dare to rashly accept tasks alone. "Okay, I’ll follow your lead. To get to the military station, turn left ahead, make two turns, and it’s on the right-hand side. What’s with all your aimless wandering?"
The tall figure up front fell silent again, then slowly followed the route Number 0 had given. After a few steps, Number 0 blurted out, "Were you lost just now?"
Beneath the Octagonal hat, the smooth, bald head facing Number 0 suspiciously blushed.
If Yijie had any flaw, it was that he was directionally challenged. Any non-linear distance over a kilometer would see him getting lost. In the real world, there are advanced communication networks and GPS satellite positioning, but in "Military Road," such conveniences don’t exist. You must rely solely on your legs and eyes.
The woman behind continued, "Don’t we have the system map?"
"I get a headache when I see the map," Yijie reluctantly answered. Everyone has their weaknesses.
"You should know the saying, ’the path is on the tip of your tongue,’" she went on. They had just spent over an hour walking in circles. And yet, such a person asked her to keep up with him.
Yijie did not respond and continued walking straight ahead without a sideways glance. After about a hundred meters, he simply took off his Octagonal hat, "How did you say we should go again?"
Number 0 tried hard not to burst into laughter, walked up to the front, and took the lead. Her attacking ability was poor, and so was her defense, but when it came to reading maps and remembering routes, she was adept. In this sense, her partnership with Yijie was seamless.
Upon reaching the military station, the semi-masked woman did not come forward to greet them this time; she just stood in front of the counter without initiating contact. Players could only enjoy the privilege of being greeted once.
Yijie knew more about the task system at the "military station." Generally, players select their tasks and then consult with the military station manager to finalize the details.
She walked up to the task board and glanced at it, "Are you more adept at standard tasks or intermediate tasks?" The so-called primary tasks were those listed on papyrus, while intermediate tasks referred to those marked on animal hides.
Before Yijie and Number 0 made their alliance, he had always accepted intermediate tasks. But now with Number 0 involved, it wasn’t very safe.
"We don’t have much time. I usually log in at night, and your schedule should be similar to mine. We can only accept intermediate tasks," Number 0 said immediately after hearing about primary and intermediate tasks, instinctively thinking about advanced tasks. It seemed that advanced tasks were not posted on the bulletin board.
"Military Road" was only in public beta for military networks of different countries and was targeted specifically at soldiers with military IDs. Thus, this player named "Yijie" must also be a soldier. Judging by his build and outline, he should be from Hua Country.
Number 0 was not the type to gossip, and Yijie was not one to pry into others’ privacy. If it were Mo Xixi, she would have probably thoroughly investigated the other party’s details at the time of exchanging names.
"Then we’ll only accept intermediate tasks with flexible timing," they further narrowed down the task scope. The military station’s tasks were updated every three days, with a wide variety of categories.
Each task had no limit on the number of participants. The military merit was fixed; a task worth 500 Military Merit Points would net each of the two participants 250 points if they took it together. To become a Junior Sergeant, Number 0 needed over 2000 Military Merit Points. Each intermediate task on average was worth about 1000 Military Merit Points, so they would have to complete roughly five tasks if they shared. To compensate for the earlier poor impression left by getting lost, Yijie diligently did the math this time.
(Why go through such trouble, you could just directly adjust the Military Merit Points,) Little Eight thought, perplexed. Aligning with the principle that Military Road was linked to reality, Number 0 could have her status directly adjusted to Junior Sergeant, which would allow her to immediately acquire a new skill.