Apocalypse After

The Same Type

Alexander wrapped both ribs thick with a length of about 50 cm but rather thick and light with caution. He tied it up and carried the package behind his back.

“After this, stay to the last stop for today.”

Alexander took off his mask, flipping his cloak where the dark gray part that was originally inside became the outside. While the jet black part on the outside becomes the inside.

The young man patted her on the cheek several times while changing his expression several times. A moment later, he nodded with satisfaction.

“This should look good.”

Putting on a friendly, kind, and approachable youth expression on his face, Alexander finally left. Disappear in a narrow and dark alley.

About half an hour later, Alexander appeared in front of a large building. It was a kind of pub where a lot of people would gather there for fun, drinking, or doing some other things.

Just stepping through the door, Alexander instantly caught the attention of many people. Most of them sat on chairs while holding a glass of fermented grape juice or berry. Not a strong type of alcohol because it is more expensive. However, such juice alone is expensive because most ordinary people cannot afford to drink it.

To buy one bottle of the worst fermented juice, you need at least 15 coupons. That value is enough to be used to buy raw materials for consumption of porridge for several days.

The value of level 2 materials alone was not so high. For example, the tail bone of a level 2 whip lizard sold by Alexander. It could not be considered too high, but to make weapons, it needed various other materials. That's what makes the cost of guns soar. Not to mention, not everyone can make good weapons.

Alexander's weapon itself was only made of monster bones as well as the lowest level 1 materials. The object is usually only used for ‘magang’. For level 1 Hunters themselves, they usually made weapons from better level 1 materials. They look worthy enough for their status.

According to Alexander himself, weapons ‘magang’ and Hunter level 1 have qualities that are not too much different. Other than the more rare materials and seeming rather classy, he felt that there was no need to spend money on such things.

The young man went to the counter to order. Looking at the woman standing behind the counter with only two cloths covering the top and bottom so as to make her stand out, she did not change her expression at all.

From Alexander's observation, the waiters of this pub did wear ‘sagam’ dancers of this kind to attract customers. But he doesn't care at all.

“Please one bottle, em .. red berry fermented juice.”

After saying that, Alexander took out a coupon worth 20 to pay. The young man then went to a corner and sat down on an inconspicuous chair. Table that is usually used for two people.

With a bottle of fermented juice and one small wooden glass on the table, Alexander put an expression of ‘bahia’ and ‘ceria’ on his face.

Seeing how Alexander drank himself casually regardless of the surroundings, people shook their heads. To them, Alexander looked like a young man who spent time drinking as a stress and trouble reliever. The young man who was depressed for pursuing the ideals of being a Hunter and pushed himself to the point of almost dying many times.

Sensing the ridiculing gazes or sneers from those people, Alexander paid him no heed. He sipped the fermented juice while closing his eyes. Meanwhile, his ears began to listen to the words of those around him.

The one who sneered, the one who came for fun, and the other less important talk directly Alexander ignored. Instead, he focused on talks that had something to do with exploration. Whether it's a hunting ground, a monster, a precious plant, or a person who forms a temporary group

‘Nothing, huh?’

Alexander shook lightly after a vertical half a small glass of juice. From what the young man had heard before. There were only a few youths who made temporary groups. It was just that the group contained people who had just been halfway to the official Hunter. Roughly consuming 5-8 level 1 evolutionary herbs.

There were three small groups that were made temporarily, but clearly did not qualify Alexander.

‘If I don't join Blood Cross, do I still have to do it myself?’

At that moment, the sound of footsteps came back. The figure of a man walking through the door. He was a thin black haired man. His face was not very handsome and looked dirty. She was wearing beautiful clothes but also dirty. Same with the sword on his waist. Clearly, that man was a real level 1 Hunter.

Behind him, there were two burly men. From their appearance, both of them were clearly subordinates of the previous man.

‘Drink 6 potions? No, at least 7 level 1 potions? She herself ... just became a Hunter not long ago?’

Glancing at them, Alexander instantly felt like he was seeing Claude and his henchmen. It's just that the version is more cunning and not too careless.

“Two bottles of fermented juice! Of course black berries that cost 20 coupons.”

The man said loudly, clearly deliberately attracting attention. Some people glanced at him and ignored him. But many are interested in him.

“I want to make a temporary group. I found a pretty good place, so you can come if you want. The group needs 7 people. There's already me and my two subordinates, so it takes four more.”

Hearing how that person attracted attention, most veterans knew that the man was just an amateur. Even so, there are still some people who are interested. Maybe not a special job with a lot of income, but at least it can still be done to connect life.

At that time, Alexander himself was less interested. He saw some people approaching. Most of them are still ‘magang’, and ended up rejected. However, among them there were also some Hunters who could be considered veterans.

A middle-aged man with a mustache and beard walked over, his body not too tall and rather short. However the large axe that was on his back made him look quite strong.

“My name is Paul, Hunter level 1. I'll join the temporary group you created.”

A man in his late twenties with a height of almost two meters and a burly body walked over while saying, “Sam, Hunter level 1.”

“Welcome to this group, Friends. I'll be the leader of this temporary group, Clayton.” The skinny man said with a satisfied expression on his face.

A moment later, a black-robed figure walked up to the group. His steps felt light, clearly having trained in particular.

“Aurora, Hunter level 1.”

Hearing the female voice from the black-robed figure, many people looked surprised. After all, although there were, but female Hunter was rare.

Just then, Alexander was stunned for a moment. The focus was not on the voice or figure of the woman, but on her eyes. Looking at those cold eyes that held back those emotions and hatred, he was completely convinced.

‘The same type as me, right? Really interesting!’

Alexander got up from his chair. The young man walked over, making many people feel somewhat confused.

When he got to the front of the small group, Alexander who was holding the juice bottle in his left hand and the small glass in his right hand bowed lightly. In front of the shocked gazes of many, the young man smiled amiably as he said,

“Hunter level 1 ... Alexander.”

>> Connect.