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墨書 Inktalez
Archer Job Change Hall
In the cold, empty arched hall, not a single player was present. A few Guidance NPCs scattered about, their black marble floor reflecting a cold light. In the circular space, four doors stood tightly closed in the north, south, east, and west directions, each adorned with different intricate patterns. The complex and unfamiliar characters and designs visible were the universal language of Zero Point.
The first door depicted a fierce-looking Yazi, glaring menacingly. The second door featured a solemn Bianhan, sitting upright with a watchful gaze, exuding an air of justice and solemnity. The third door displayed a grand Banyan Tree, embellished with many characters from the universal language of Zero Point. Those familiar with the common script would recognize that it read Spirit of the Jungle, a gift from nature.
The last door bore a unique symbol, its asymmetrical shape exuding an eerie yet harmonious aura. The symbol represented both light and darkness, a combination of their respective symbols. This was the Fallen Gate, which would select those whose faith wavered between the God of Light and the Dark God. Once chosen by the Fallen Gate, an individual would be cast into the realm of death, trapped in endless slaughter.
“Thump Thump—”
A finger tapped lightly on the desk at the job change counter.
“Hello, I’m here to change jobs.”
The cool voice echoed in the silent hall, and the surrounding NPCs stirred from their slumber at the sound. “Oh! An outsider—no, adventurer! You’re here to change jobs? Finally, an adventurer has come to change jobs!” Xiar exclaimed, drawing curious gazes from a group of NPCs who had just been roused.
They had long received divine messages from the deity that a large number of Outsiders were about to arrive in Zero Point. These outsiders were entirely different from the Indigenous inhabitants of Zero Point. Chosen by the gods, they possessed an immortal body; although initially as weak as ants that anyone could crush, once they grew stronger, they would rival top-tier figures like Master Niru, Vagrant Master, and Black Raven Master.
The peculiar nature of the Outsiders had already spread far and wide, known to all.
After waiting for so long without seeing one, today, one actually appeared here!
It was truly a divine revelation—
“Um, please assist me with my job change.”
"Alright, alright, please wait a moment—uh, here, fill out this form and press your fingerprint."
Following the instructions and completing the paperwork, Yan Yan was led to the training ground behind the hall.
The expansive training ground, spanning several hundred square meters, was filled with numerous NPC archers practicing in complete silence.
The only sound that echoed across the open space was the "Whoosh" of arrows slicing through the air.
The most striking figure was a dark-skinned giant standing at the front. He was two meters tall, with a powerful build. The longbow in his hands was two sizes larger than a standard bow, measuring a full 1.4 meters in length. When fully drawn, it resembled the gaping maw of a colossal beast. The arrows shot forth with double the speed and force of ordinary arrows, their terrifying destructive power piercing through three targets thirty yards away in rapid succession. Such archery skills were truly a nightmare for enemies on the battlefield.
With such reach, striking an enemy from miles away would be a matter of mere moments.
His thick arms were muscular, and his strong waist filled out as he released each arrow. His leg muscles were well-defined yet not bulky; this combination of strength and agility made him a true king of the jungle!
Upon closer inspection, his eyes sparkled with intensity, occasionally flashing with fierce energy. A rugged face bore the seriousness and rigor of a qualified warrior treating each shot with utmost respect.
This was a seasoned veteran of many battles.
On the battlefield, the price of a mistake is life itself.
He bent slightly at the waist, placing his hand over his chest while gazing down at the ground, exuding an air of solemnity.
This gesture was both respectful and sincere.
The archer warrior named Hawson stood proudly, earning the utmost respect from Yan Yan.
As NP Sharl performed her salute, the shock in her heart was overwhelming.
How could this Outsider know the reverence they held for protecting their hero?
The commotion also drew the attention of several warriors in the training ground.
Unlike Hawson, who hailed from a military background and wore countless honors as the hero of Summerwater City, these warriors had more complex backgrounds. Some were mercenaries, others were talents carefully nurtured by the Archer Alliance, and some were latecomers who had made commendable transitions into archery. There were even envoys sent by other guilds for learning and exchange, or perhaps spies and watchers.
They had long heard about the Outsiders. News from the novice village painted them as arrogant, rude, foolish, ignorant, and self-important. Yet, to their surprise, this frail Outsider understood their customs. Her demeanor was not merely a formality; the respect in her posture and admiration in her gaze genuinely honored their hero.
Limping towards the entrance was the one-legged Jeni.
“Xiar, you brought another newcomer?”
His hoarse voice bore the weight of experience as he clapped his strong hand on Xiar's slender shoulder with a hearty laugh.
“Uncle Jeni, be gentle! My shoulder is about to break!”
“Come on, introduce her. This newcomer looks weaker than you!”
“This is the adventurer Silent. Silent Sister, this is Five-Star Archer Jeni.”
"Hello, Senior Jeni."
The respectful voice came from a slightly bent figure, whose face showed no disdain even when it brushed against the injured right leg. Instead, the gaze was filled with even more respect.
The girl before Jeni looked slender but was quite adorable.
Jeni pondered quietly for a moment, noticing that the intimidation in the other person's eyes had lessened, replaced by a hint of kindness.
"Xiar, did you bring her here for certification?"
With a raised brow and a hint of understanding mixed with dissatisfaction, Jeni couldn't help but feel compelled to assist. It was rare to see someone both pleasing to the eye and cute being put in a difficult position.
Straightforward Uncle Jeni was ready to intervene.
Upon hearing this, Xiar nervously shifted her gaze, her face turning red as she stammered, "I just wanted her to give it a try; it's not serious!"
"Oh? Not serious? Then why did you bring her to the training grounds? Not everyone here is as friendly as I am." With that, Jeni cast a sidelong glance at a few nearby warriors whose unfriendly expressions suggested they were eager to test out the newcomer.
"Senior Jeni, please don't blame Xiar," the girl said, pausing for a moment. Her calm voice carried an air of convincing confidence. "I came with Xiar, and besides, I want to test my own strength to see if I'm worthy of the One-Star Archer certification."
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