- Pati on canyon dzhigov! Looking heel and tank!

- I sell manna elixirs with additives! Only money, skins in exchange, do not offer!

- Buy grass! Only local! Resellers, please do not disturb.

- Buy locomotive in the temple! I cry well! Locomotive to the temple!

My cry mixed with the voices of many other players. My proposal, from the point of view of a normal person, sounding like the delirium of a madman, was perfectly understood by others. A steam locomotive is when several strong players in a company with a weak one kill strong monsters in order to quickly pump a novice. The temple is the local location "Umurumura Temple". You, dear readers, rightly guessed. I temporarily left the desert, scorpions and the obstinate pregnant wife, to plunge into adventure. Why in the temple? The creatures dwelt in the temple! I needed to learn from my own experience what they were capable of. In addition, if I wanted to find equipment for them, then I would not find a better place. Of all the breeding habitats that were at a reasonable distance from my home, this was the lowest level. And finally, I needed experience. My minion was level 6, this is the middle between my level and the level of his mother. If I want strong subjects, then I need to swing myself. Usually, beginners without much stress take 10 levels a day, but for 2 weeks of play I barely got only level 3.

Three players approached me.

- Hi, Arintal.

- Hello.

Spoke was the leader of the group. Midrigal Manly. Strong 84 level. More than 2 meters tall. Behind the back is a quality looking half meter ax. Hard leather armor. These will not make you an armored car of death, but they do not hinder movement either. Suitable outfit for going to the temple. The creatures do not have armor-piercing weapons and normal armor; any of them will split in half from meeting with such an ax.

The warrior was accompanied by two girls dressed in not too striking cloth clothing. Cashier Humble was dressed in green, in the hands was a rod with a topping of blue gemstone. It was not a stick with a built-in spell, like mine, but an amplifier of magic. Cashier was a sorceress of level 74, but judging by her clothes, she looked more like a tracker.

The second companion, Laurie, did not have a nickname. 73 level. Her clothes, calm red and blue tones, favorably emphasized her figure without providing special protection, while it was not clear what characteristics or abilities she enhances. She had no weapons.

Midrigal watched calmly, the girls smiled wryly.

“You said you needed to go to the temple.”

- Yes, I pay two grams of golden sand each hour.

- Very generous, but you better go to the starting location and swing there for free. The monsters here are about level 70, the difference between us is very big, you will have very little experience. You will take a maximum of 3 levels for the whole day.

- I am an artifactor, I need any piece of gear that falls out of the creatures. I'm not a fighter, the levels are not so important to me.

- Will you collect gear? Do you have a large lifting capacity?

- Not really.

- Then give three grams per person. We also carry your stuff.

Expensive, but this trinity is similar to adequate people. I'm not used to bargaining.

- I agree.

Umurumuru temple was spacious, bright and very large. There were jungles around, but not very thick, more like light forest. The builders, as is often the case in games, left the temple a long time ago, the vacant place was taken by a colony of creatures. He was an instance, that is, each group of adventurers, entering its territory, fell into a separate location, to which no one else could get. Even a thousand people could have come here, and no one would have met anyone, because everyone would have their own, separate temple. If we take into account the time it takes to fight monsters, it would take at least four days to clean up the temple, and a full study would take two weeks. Our group did not need such feats, the task - to stuff junk and retire.

We stopped near a small slab at the entrance to the temple. It was a place of rebirth. In the event of death the player was revived here, losing some of the experience and things, in accordance with the type of account. Inside the temple there were several more such places, but they still had to get to them.

The trip to the temple lasted for several hours, during which I learned a lot about my comrades and the relationship between them. Both companions Midrigal, and Kass, and Lori, were his girls. I was very surprised when I discovered this. Usually, girls consider their chosen one almost to be their property and do not tolerate competition. And then there are two, and still do not quarrel. Telurrian laws allowed several wives, but this was very rare. Few agreed to share their loved one with someone else.

Soon the first group of creatures appeared. Unlike mine, these skin was not gray with greens, but a little reddish. As mentioned on the forums, they were wearing loincloth and chest bandages, and in their hands were simple spears, bows and clubs.

W-W-W-W - a blue ball flew out of the Cashier’s baton and with a loud buzz it flew at the feet of the monsters who had scolded themselves. The ball met the stone floor and burst, spreading a bunch of azure sprays around it. This did not cause visible damage, but the movements of the creatures, which were hurrying to them and stretching the bows, became as if sleepy, slowed down. It was the magic of peace! Usually, rest magic is used to recuperate during rest and to relieve the effects of rage and rabies from allies. Resting magicians were valuable specialists in virtual sanatoriums, holiday homes, saunas, and wherever they paid money for the opportunity to relax and unwind. I saw the combat use of this magic for the first time.

Several creatures running towards us caught fire, the rest began to twitch strangely. Lori wielded a combination of fire magic and lightning magic. A good choice, it is difficult to protect against this.

Midrigal put an ax in front of him, carefully watching the monsters slowly running up to him. A quick swing and the creature split in two. And then another. There would be blood in the game, everything would be splattered with it.

Players quickly destroyed a group of creatures, my experience scale was filled by a few percent, although I did not participate in the battle. I walked over to the nearest unbroken creature and pulled off his loincloth.

- We will collect these shitty rags? - Kass asked dismissively.

- Yes, I need everything that they carry and everything that they have with them.

My colleagues looked at each other, obviously finding my interests very strange. We got 10 loincloths and 4 breastplates, which did not look different from the loincloths.One of the creatures on the neck had a rope with a massive iron ring.

Simple iron ring giant.

3% protection against death magic.

2% chance to avoid insect bites.

4% to the speed of healing the fungus on the nails.

Restriction: only the little finger of the right hand or the ring finger of the left foot.

It was rubbish that falls in tons wherever possible. Such a ring is suitable only for remelting. I wonder where the gears of the creatures come from? Why do you need to carry it as a talisman, because bonuses only work if you wear it as it should?

Subsequent skirmishes were not much different from the first. Cashier slowed down enemies, Lori set fire and paralyzed, Midrigal finished off those who managed to break into the melee zone. Archers and slingers did not really have time to shoot, falling under the slowdown and fiery electric magic of Lori. I, in order not to be completely useless, bought a “Spit Rod” with a large number of charges in the market beforehand. Shots from it killed monsters from about the tenth hit, that is, 50 times slower than my party members, but if you get in the eye, causing ...