A Different World That Started as a Slave

The "recruitment" came faster than Reans had imagined.

In the evening, when he was having dinner, the wooden sign in Reans' arms lit up, and even the black clothes on his body could not cover up the dazzling green light.

Reans took it out, put it in his hand, and then turned to look at the other people in the cafeteria.

It was found that many people had green light on their bodies, and these people all showed ugly faces at the same time.

It was like eating something bad, with constipation on their faces.

Seeing this, Reans had a rough idea in his mind.

"Reans, what is this?"

Ben asked on the side, and Harriman also looked at Reans with a puzzled look.

They were both lucky and were not selected.

"I don't know, but I don't think it's a good thing, otherwise, those old people wouldn't look so ugly."

Rians responded calmly while eating.

Things are doomed and cannot be changed, so why be afraid and disturb your mind, affecting the originally good state?

After a while, the wooden sign was no longer lit, and then a "broadcast" began to sound in the cafeteria.

The broadcast sounded like a male voice, and the tone was very serious.

"Pay attention, all the secret guards with lit wooden signs in their hands should gather in front of the mission hall before 7:30 in the evening."

"Those who are late will be executed!"

...

The same words stopped after being broadcast several times in a row.

"I think it should be the 'conscription' we talked about before."

"However, even if it is 'conscription', it does not necessarily mean death. I have made all the necessary preparations."

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate... Don't worry, I will definitely come back alive."

"Let's continue eating. Performing tasks on an empty stomach will increase the occurrence of unexpected situations."

Without waiting for Ben and Harriman to express their concerns, Reans spoke calmly first.

Seeing Reans so calm, Ben and Harriman didn't say anything more.

Lest they say too much, it would increase Reans' psychological pressure.

After finishing dinner in silence, Reans and the other two returned to the dormitory.

There is still a lot of time before the gathering, so Reans must come back to bring his equipment and props.

Only by being well prepared can we deal with any emergency.

"Ben, this is my 'diary', keep it for me."

"If I don't come back, you can open it and read the last words I wrote here."

"Of course, before that, you can open it and read it."

"Anyway, I didn't write anything embarrassing in it."

Rians took out the notebook he bought more than ten days ago and handed it to Ben, and then explained.

Ben took the notebook, then patted Reans on the shoulder and said with a smile:

"What last words? Didn't you say you would definitely come back alive?"

"Don't worry, I will keep your 'diary' and wait for you to come back alive."

"Yes, I will definitely come back."

"But this 'diary', you can really open it and take a look, there are very interesting things in it."

Rians responded to Ben with a smile.

Then, Reans turned to Harriman, who was standing silently by the side, and said:

"Harriman, lend me two bottles of [Healing Potion]."

Harriman took out two bottles of potion from his bedside table and handed them to Reans in confusion.

"This way we have a debt relationship."

"People often say that even if you forget your friends, you will not forget the people who owe you money."

"I hope you won't forget me either."

Reans took the potion, put it in a special pocket, and then said to Harriman.

In response, Harriman remained silent, staring at Reans quietly, as if to remember his face firmly in his heart.

"Okay, I'm leaving, two friends, wait for me to come back."

Reans turned and went out, waving goodbye to Ben and Harriman.

...

As night approached, the sun was slowly setting, the moon was slowly rising, and the orange light of the sunset was gradually replaced by a faint silver light.

Reans came to the open space in front of the mission hall.

Although there was still at least an hour before the scheduled time, quite a few people were already standing here.

Reens saw a familiar figure among them.

"Brother Jonathan, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to be selected as well."

Reens walked over to Jonathan, who was standing in a remote corner, and said hello.

Seeing Reens saying hello to him, Jonathan thought to himself that he was unlucky, but he still smiled and greeted him instantly.

Go.

He didn't forget the danger he sensed from Reans.

"I didn't expect that even a newcomer like you would be selected. It seems that there should be a lot of people in this 'recruitment'."

"By the way, seeing that you are so well prepared, you should have known about the 'recruitment', right?"

Jonathan replied with a smile.

"Well, I learned some information from my roommate."

"But I'm really unlucky. I was selected for the 'recruitment' not long after I arrived."

"Brother Jonathan, you should have experienced many 'recruitments', right? Can you share your experience?"

Reans nodded, then said with a wry smile.

"Who among the people present is not unlucky? As for experience, I can only say that you should not rush too far forward."

"The rest depends on your personal strength and luck."

Jonathan replied in a low voice.

His voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself. Only Reans, who was standing next to him, could hear clearly what he said.

Reans took a deep look at Jonathan, then nodded in thanks.

It seems that this guy is not very loyal to the Grumbagen family...

"By the way, Brother Jonathan, do you mind if I take a rest here?"

"I just finished dinner and rushed over. I want to sit down and rest and digest it."

Reans asked Jonathan with a smile.

"Of course, every place here belongs to the family, not to me."

"How can I stop you from sitting anywhere?"

Jonathan responded.

"Then I'll take a nap... It's time, I hope Brother Jonathan can wake me up."

Shameless Reans asked Jonathan to be a free alarm clock.

"Huh? Sleep? Sleep in a place like this?"

Jonathan was puzzled, but seeing that Reans really closed his eyes and fell asleep, he had no choice but to act as a free laborer and act as an alarm clock out of boredom.

As for Reans, he entered the dungeon and went to "play" with Adonis.

...

As time went by, there was not much time left until 7:30 in the evening.

Many people had gathered in the open space at this time, and no one was coming in or out.

Jonathan realized that the time was almost up, and was ready to wake up Reens who was sleeping on the ground.

When he was about to pat Reens's body, a cold chill instantly surged into his heart.

Jonathan stopped his action directly and quickly took his hand back.

However, the action just now was enough to wake up Reens in the copy.

The body was slightly touched by the sword instinct, and Reens, who had returned to consciousness, stopped the next action.

"Is it time? Brother Jonathan."

Reens opened his eyes, looked at the dense crowd in front of him, and then asked Jonathan.

"Well, it's almost time... Soon someone from the family should come to announce the content of the mission."

Jonathan looked at Reens with some palpitations and said carefully.