Savior Simulator

"If I remember correctly, the challenge level of an adult frost giant is as high as level 9. General Schroeder also has 12 'Frost Fury' professional levels, so how high is his challenge level?" Jiang Feng could not hide his concern in his eyes. .

"A conservative estimate would be level 15." Gao Fei replied in a deep voice.

"Huh?! Then let's hit him with a hammer! Our whole team combined can't beat him!" Jiang Feng couldn't help but swear.

Gao Fei smiled and waved his hand to calm down the furious Jiang Nuxia.

"The game designer is not a sadist, and he will not deliberately release high-level monsters to disgust players. Take General Schroeder as an example. It is obviously not something that our current level can handle. If nothing else, as the plot progresses, We can always find a way to avoid a direct conflict with the frost giant tomb robbers, grab the holy ax first and run away."

Jiang Feng was silent for a moment and said unwillingly: "If you can get the holy ax first, why should you run away? Can't you pick up the sacred weapon ax and go back and chop all the frost giants to death?"

"My Comrade Xiao Jiang! You said that we have been partners for such a long time, why are you still so clueless?"

Gao Fei hates the irony and enlightens Jiang Nuxia.

"No matter what game you play, the most important thing is that you must respect the game mechanics, otherwise you will quit the game as soon as possible."

"Take "Savior Simulator" as an example. Most magical devices must meet synchronization requirements before they can gradually develop their true power. Artifacts like Olaf's Holy Axe are probably no exception."

"Based on this game mechanism, we can't expect mortals to immediately gain power that rivals gods after picking up artifacts, and kill everyone... That's simply not realistic."

"Okay, I think you're right, then what should we do next?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Just now the bartender also revealed a piece of information, saying that there is a dwarf mage named Joseph Cooper who lives in seclusion on the island. He claims to be a descendant of the guardian of King Olaf's tomb. He also personally drew a map of the tomb passage."

Gao Fei drank the ale in the cup and said with a smile: "Then the next thing is very simple. Let's go visit this dwarf gentleman and try to get the tomb map of King Olaf's Mausoleum from him. ”

"Since the dwarf is the descendant of the royal tomb guard, and must also be responsible for guarding the tomb of King Olaf, why is he willing to hand over the map of the tomb passage to outsiders like us who are trying to steal the funerary objects?" Jiang Feng frowned and questioned.

"As a direct descendant of King Olaf and a pure-blooded tribal prince, Basaka followed the orders of his ancestors and came to retrieve the holy ax and save his compatriots enslaved by the frost giants. It is reasonable and upright, and he cannot be confused with ordinary tomb robbers. The reasonable Mr. Dwarf will definitely help us generously!" Gao Fei asserted confidently.

"I hope so."

Jiang Feng was not as optimistic as him, and was vaguely worried that things might not be that simple.

Gao Fei put down the empty wine glass, led his companions out of the tavern, and followed the bartender's instructions to find the seclusion of Joseph Cooper - a blacksmith workshop that also ran a machinery repair business.

Far away, Gao Fei saw a thick chimney erected on the roof of the workshop, billowing black smoke, and the sound of table tennis and iron could be heard in the house.

When everyone came forward, they found that the door was closed, so they went up and knocked on the door, but no one paid attention.

Gao Fei and Jiang Feng looked at each other, and were about to call the door loudly when a magical light suddenly appeared in the closed door, and a "magic mouth" appeared, and they shouted angrily at the visitor:

"The shop owner is very busy and is not doing business today! Leave quickly, leave quickly, and stop causing trouble!"

"Sorry, we have something very important to visit Mr. Joseph..."

Girl Eve had just finished speaking when she was rudely interrupted by "Magic Mouth".

"I already told you that I'm very busy, why are you so verbose? Get out of here!"

"This Mr. Dwarf doesn't seem to be as reasonable as you thought before." Jiang Feng blinked at Gao Fei and complained with a smile.

Gao Fei shrugged his shoulders, raised his hand to stop Brother Al who was furious and was about to pick up an ax to smash the door, and stepped forward to announce his home.

"Mr. Joseph, my name is Basaka Olaf. I come from Jotunheim across the sea. I am the contemporary heir of the Olaf tribe. I came here to retrieve the sacred ax at the behest of the late king."

The sound of blacksmithing in the room suddenly stopped, and the silence lasted for about a minute. The closed door suddenly opened, and what appeared in front of Gao Fei and others was an old dwarf with a short stature and a thick beard hanging down to his chest. .

This Mr. Joseph Cooper, a cooper, was wearing work clothes made of coarse cloth and a horn helmet. He stood at the gate with his hands on his hips. He had two thick eyebrows raised and a fierce look on his face. He did not look like an elegant and knowledgeable man. Mr. Master.

Gao Fei activated the astrolabe out of doubt and quietly investigated the dwarf. The results showed that he was indeed a mage.

To be precise, Joseph Cooper is an 8th-level artificer.

The mage profession is divided into multiple types, with different main attack directions and different painting styles.

The refined and learned ones are the core mage, the classic type.

The image of "alchemist" is closer to that of doctors and pharmacists, while "trickster" looks like a sneaky person who is hard to distinguish from a street pickpocket.

As for the "magician" type, in the real world, it is equivalent to an engineer, and he is a "big country craftsman" who studies civil engineering and machinery. The specific style of painting can be determined by going to a factory or a construction site. knew.

From this perspective, Mr. Dwarf’s rugged, blue-collar temperament is not inconsistent with his profession as a mage.

While Gao Fei was observing the dwarf, the other party was also looking him up and down, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

"Big guy, are you from the Olaf tribe?"

"Yes, I am Basaka Olaf."

"Very good, very good!"

The dwarf sneered, reached out and grabbed a wrench from the tool rack, hid it behind his back, and slowly approached.

"Mr. Dwarf... What do you want to do with the wrench?"

Gao Fei stared at him vigilantly.

"Hehe... Nothing, as a mechanic, isn't it normal to carry repair tools with you?"

The dwarf sneered and approached Gao Fei, suddenly showing murderous intent, cursing viciously: "You are the descendant of Carl Olaf, right? You are the prince of the Olaf family, right? Why don't you die!"

The dwarf yelled furiously and jumped up to try to hit Gao Fei's head with a wrench.

Gao Fei quickly hugged his head and retreated.

Eve and Jiang Feng were also shocked by the sudden change and hurried forward to stop Joseph Cooper from committing the crime.

"Mr. Dwarf! Why bother to fight?" Eve advised.

"That's right! Uncle, we don't know each other, we have no grudges, and this is our first meeting. Why are you so angry?"

Jiang Feng also felt puzzled.