Chapter 148: The Confidant's Choice
Unfortunately, Small Knife had no idea and didn't care about the scarcity of new Tribe players.
As long as there are some, contracts can be signed smoothly.
Quick as a thief!
In this way, with the Northern Witch forum bustling and noisy, days passed by.
At this time, Small Knife felt a bit numb, with unavoidable fatigue.
But what about the effect?
Now it was already the thirty-third newbie Tribe, and along this journey, there hadn't been any major troubles.
There were some minor troubles, but nothing serious.
The most annoying was the enormous herd of deer encountered earlier, charging head-on and covering the sky, wasting several hours for Small Knife to get through.
It turned out that, because he was Level 80 and about to leave the newbie Tribe, not only did he not gain experience from killing them, but he even lost some experience?
How despicable, obviously trying to drive him away.
