Hao Ren was a little confused when he heard about the sorcerer qualification certificate. Before he came here, he had never thought that the Plane of Dreams would require such a troublesome thing. It seemed like the stories in the movies and novels were not to be believed. Even if you were to transmigrate to the real world, you would still need an ID card!
He was a newbie who did not consider the situation thoroughly. Any experienced veteran would have realized this: without even an identity card, not to mention a different world, even if you transmigrated back to the Warring States Period, you would not be able to move a single step …
Becky saw the change in Hao Ren's expression and immediately looked at them suspiciously. "Don't tell me you didn't even bring this thing? Or... are you really roaming sorcerers or... "
"Anyway, we're definitely not fugitives!" Nangong Wuyue had a lot of experience wandering around the world. She had stayed in various customs and police stations without a permit many times. (She was a special race and could not get a passport even if she wanted to.) So, she knew what to say when she saw Becky's expression. "Our situation is a little special, but we're definitely not bad people. Do you see any bad people who are so happy and carefree?" As Wuyue said, she pulled Lily in front of her. The werewolf maiden was looking around excitedly and did not know what they were talking about. Wuyue was stunned. "What? What? "
Lily's sincerity could dispel the doubts of others. Her temperament had determined that she was not a bad person. Lily was the kind of girl who would be associated with a police officer in any situation. In her positive worldview, the most heinous crimes should be taking the bus without buying a ticket and secretly eating the dried fish in Rollie's rice...
But Becky was looking at Y 'zaks. "I said don't be angry. Actually, big brother..."
Y 'zaks immediately tidied up his clothes and showed a kind smile. "Actually, I'm a good..."
"Don't laugh! Don't laugh! "Becky jumped back." Big brother, you look more like a good person when you don't laugh. "
Hao Ren wondered how Becky managed to survive until today with that mouth of hers. Under normal circumstances, she would have been beaten to death before her third year of primary school.
"Actually, it's not a big deal to register as a roaming sorcerer." Becky looked at Hao Ren from head to toe and then looked at the "music box" in her hand. "There are all kinds of mercenaries. In fact, if you study it carefully, you might be able to find fugitives from other countries. After all, this is a profession where you risk your life. Who would have such high expectations? But if you're a roaming sorcerer... no matter how strong you are, you can only register with the most basic team. Plus, it's not easy to take jobs for the nobles. "
Of course, Hao Ren and the rest did not care about the last few restrictions. Lily just asked curiously, "What does roaming sorcerer mean?"
"Some sorcerers are expelled by the Magician's Association for various reasons. Some are expelled from their own countries. Because the local associations do not take them in or provide support, they can only risk their lives to collect spellcasting materials. Some are heretical inheritance systems. Because they learn forbidden spells, they can't register at all. And some are exiled due to various accidents. Anyway, they're considered as unstable people no matter where they go. Of course, the Mercenary Association doesn't care too much about this. As long as you have strength, you must also have credibility. "
Hao Ren and the rest discussed briefly and unanimously decided to register under this name. After all, being a mercenary was also an identity. Without a legal identity in this world, it would be difficult to move around. And Hao Ren also thought of something else: if they were asked to make a big fireball on the spot to prove their identity as a sorcerer during the registration, he was not afraid. Let Y 'zaks do it. Not to mention making a big fireball, the big demon could even make a living molten city instantaneously...
As a border town adjacent to the prairie, there was a mercenary organization in Lamberg. Becky brought the muddle-headed guys to a long building in the northwest corner of the town. This was the mercenary office.
The "mercenaries" in this world were a loosely structured group. In fact, there was no general program or recognized management system at all. The so-called Mercenary Association was not as binding as Hao Ren imagined. In fact, it was more like an "interface" between the authorities and the mercenaries. The association was a semi-official archive, only responsible for registering mercenary information and acting as a mission platform. One of the shareholders behind it was the military of various countries, so it had a coercive deterrent effect on the mercenaries. But at the same time, it would not have any direct jurisdiction over the mercenaries — anyway, it couldn't.
So one thing was obvious: the Mercenary Association of each country was independent.
Because it interacted with the authorities of various countries and was also linked to the military, it naturally could not be an international organization (there was not much concept of internationalization in this world). Therefore, the mercenaries who registered with the association actually had half a "nationality". They could not go anywhere they wanted like in many stories, but were limited to their starting place of registration. Of course, it did not mean that mercenaries were locked in one place. As a profession that worked for money, it was normal for them to carry out missions all over the world. It was just that they would be restricted by some authorities in other countries.
But these messy rules did not mean much to a group of five. They just wanted to go to the Beinz Blood Lake and get an identity that would make sense in this world.
The mercenary registration office looked like a bar counter. There were several clerks standing behind a long table. Because it was a small stronghold in the town, many of the service windows were concentrated on this long bar counter. The windows for new mercenaries to register and hand over their missions were very close. When Becky was helping the rookies register, Hao Ren witnessed the scene of the mercenaries handing over their missions. A girl with a face full of acne came to report that she found the mayor's cat. She was here to deliver the cat. A burly man came to report that he had successfully killed the leader of the New Freedom Army. He was here to deliver the head. A skinny little girl came to report that she had successfully stopped the unrest in the southern region. She was here to deliver the battle report. A middle-aged man with the smell of oil said that he was from the Red Cherry Restaurant. He was here to deliver the meal...
The life of a mercenary was really colorful.
The registration process was easier than expected. In fact, under Becky's hint and persuasion, even the information that Lily made up was approved. The clerk only checked and copied the names and occupations of the people and did not look at anything else. Hao Ren could not help but wonder. "Aren't you afraid that it's fake?"
The clerk was a chubby young woman. She rolled her eyes at Hao Ren and said, "Look at what you're saying. How can you be so direct? If it's fake, then it's fake. As long as it's worth the employer's price, it's fine. We still have a man like the big brother next to you. His registered name is Juliet, and it hasn't changed. He's still a Level 3 mercenary."
As soon as the voice trailed off, a muscular, black-haired man in the lounge not far away slammed the table and stood up. "My f * cking name is really Juliet! If you make fun of this again, I'll smash your counter! "
Hao Ren was speechless.
The life of a mercenary was really colorful.
After the personal information was registered, the chubby girl looked up and asked Hao Ren, "Are you registered as a team or as individuals? Looks like it's a team? "
"Team, team!" Before Hao Ren said anything, Becky yelled, "I'm a special consultant!"
"It's rare for you to have dealings with people. Haven't you always been a loner?" The plump girl glanced at Becky in surprise, but the latter just smirked and did not answer. She was too embarrassed to say that she was bribed by a music box, and that she was so eager to join the fun at the Beinz Blood Lake.
"What's the name of the team?" The chubby girl asked while filling in another form.
Hao Ren excitedly nudged the arms of the people around him and said, "Hurry up, think of a cool name."
Vivian was the first to speak. She also looked excited. "How about Bloodfang Mercenary?"
The chubby girl used a metal pen to draw on a shimmering metal plate. She shook her head and said, "The name's taken."
Nangong Wuyue thought for a moment and said, "Breaking Wave Mercenary?"
"The name's taken."
"Daybreak Blade Mercenary?" Y 'zaks pondered.
He even nudged 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 crusade against me. They almost fought their way to my door. It left a deep impression."
In the end, the name was also taken.
"Snow Wolf Mercenary?" Lily frowned.
"The name's taken."
"Snow Dog Mercenary?"
"The name's taken."
Lily was dumbfounded. "It's taken too?!"
"Snow Wolf, Snow Dog, Snow Wolf, Snow Dog, and even Sled Dogs and Sled Dogs are all occupied. There are too many newly registered mercenaries these days, and the old mercenary groups are not all dead yet. It's difficult to find a name."
Hao Ren did not expect to face such a situation in the otherworld. He slapped the counter and said, "Damn, all the good names are taken by dogs!"
"Oh, this name works."
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