They were already inside the borders of Wisdernia.
Many people were smuggling into this country.
Wisdernia turned a blind eye to this fact.
As long as one was not caught in public or caused any huge problems, Widernia would not drive them away.
Moreover, this place retained the former Malkovia's style. They generally welcomed outsiders, especially Caucasians.
Therefore, Elrond did not garner any strange looks when he walked on the streets.
He wandered around aimlessly.
When he reached a crowded pedestrian street, his eyes lit up. He knew that his chance had come.
He was now penniless in this country.
A hero could not achieve anything if he did not have any money.
It was a difficult time for him now so he had no choice but to resort to desperate means.
Walking down the street, he used a pre-prepared dagger and cut a slit on 30 to 40 women's skirts.
He stole more than 20 wallets and mobile phones.
However, most of his targets were white people. Why was this so?
Firstly, these people were natives and they lead a relatively comfortable life. Secondly, if they lost something, it would not be too difficult to redo their documents.
"Ding— Host has acquired the Pickpocket skill.
"If you wish to make advancement in this skillset, please continue to steal—."
Elrond did not care to master such skills.
He felt that he would not need such skills in the future. He was merely facing a small difficulty right now.
There was no public bathhouse here. There were only clubs which offered special services.
Elrond could not care less. He only wanted to enjoy himself.
Otherwise, what was the point of living?
If he didn't enjoy himself, was he still a man?
He picked two blonde ladies and they showered together. By the time he came out, Elrond had already changed into a punk leather jacket.
Experimental subject? What experimental subject? Being the first experimental subject, Test Subject Zero's appearance, height, and all the organs in his body had been repaired. Moreover, it was a perfect golden ratio.
After changing, he was like eye candy on the streets.
Elrond needed to go somewhere now.
That place could strengthen his mechanical skills.
How did he know?
In his previous life when he was playing Voyage, a player had once obtained a reward from this hidden quest.
Following his memories, Elrond came to a hair salon. But he stood blankly outside the door for a while.
He mumbled softly, "F*ck, this is not just a hair salon. It is also a whorehouse. What does that mean? Do I have to spend money to trigger the quest?"
Elrond wasn't sure either. In his previous life, he heard about this quest from that player, and also read the post on the Internet.
Since the game had not officially started, Elrond could just intercept the prize.
Walking to the door, his lips twitched. There were many slender legs inside.
"Can this place really advance my mechanical knowledge?"
Elrond was a little dazed.
"Hello, I'm here to get a haircut."
In the room, three ladies with heavy makeup looked at each other. The taller blonde lady came up to him and asked, "Hi handsome, are you here to get a haircut only?"
"I'm here for a haircut."
Elrond felt that his throat turning dry.
"Pfft—"
"Handsome, you're such a teaser? Don't you want to 'wash your hair' when you are getting a haircut?"
"Wash my hair?
"This... this..."
Elrond started to get a little restless.
They were too aggressive. How was he supposed to answer them?
"I am— here to wash— no, get a haircut."
The few ladies were instantly deflated. The blonde lady said listlessly, "Follow me."
Elrond heaved a sigh of relief.
"It really is a trial. If they continue to test me, I'd be a goner."
He followed the blonde lady to a backyard. The blonde girl blew into his ear and said, "You're so handsome. I wonder how are your bedroom skills? If you need someone, come to me any time."
Elrond opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not say a word. His entire face and neck had turned red from her teasing.
"F*ck, this kind of plot can only be completed when we are controlling the character in the game. This is too much to bear."
He took a few deep breaths and took a careful look at the small courtyard. There wasn't a single house there.
Two arguing voices came from the direction of the running water.
Elrond was a little curious. He walked past the small courtyard in the middle and entered another courtyard.
He felt a sense of enlightenment when he walked in.
There was a man-made lake in front of him. A long bridge sat on the man-made lake. In the middle of the long bridge was a pavilion and two old men seemed to be playing chess.
There was only one house in this courtyard, right at the end of the bridge.
"The owner of this place must be in that house."
Thinking of this, Elrond directly walked in.
When he reached the pavilion in the middle, the two old men did not seem to notice that a stranger had walked in. They were still thinking hard.
The old man with the Mediterranean hairstyle revealed his high cultural standard.
The other old man pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look noble and elegant.
The bald man was short, and the man in the gold-rimmed glasses was tall and thin.
The chessboard was filled with black and white stones.
"Incredible, Caucasians are playing Go."
It just so happened that Elrond knew a little about Go, so he walked up to take a closer look. Moreover, he had a feeling that these two old men's identities were extraordinary.
The bald old man thought for a long time, picked up a black stone, and placed it on a grid.
The eyes of the old man with gold-rimmed glasses lit up. He picked up a white piece and placed it on another grid.
Elrond was a little confused. "What kind of trick is this? Why are there so many dead pieces?"
The next moment, the old man with gold-rimmed glasses said, "Smith, I've already linked three pieces. In under five steps, it'd be checkmate."
"Pfft!" Elrond almost laughed out loud.
The two old men were playing Gobang.
No wonder that there were so many dead pieces, but no one put them away.
Ignoring the two old men, he walked along the bridge toward the house on the end.
When he walked into the small courtyard, he saw some peacocks spreading their tails.
He knocked on the door, took three steps back, and said, "Is anyone there?"
The door creaked open.
The woman who appeared in front of Elrond made his eyes light up.
She was a gorgeous beauty. Her large eyes were full of intelligence. Her long eyelashes curled like crescent moons, and her thin eyebrows were like willows.
Her tall figure, slim waist, and slender arms were most attractive.
For a moment, Elrond was stunned by what he saw.
At the same time, the woman's eyes widened when she saw Elrond. He was way too handsome.
His long golden hair fell on his shoulders, a typical hairstyle for a classic warrior.
He had a muscular body, well-proportioned muscles, and exquisite facial features with a golden ratio. He was over 5.9 feet tall.
The icon of a perfect man.
He wore a leather jacket that exuded punk fashion.
"You are—"
"I'm here to—"
"You can speak first."
"I'm here to be an apprentice."