Travis was not a country bumpkin, he lived in a mostly advanced city in the 21st century. But even he felt like he was out of his element in the Terran town of Moznagob. To call it a town was accurate but the technology they had was something that Travis could only see in movies.
There were multiple robots in the area, each tasked with a mundane activity like watering plants or plowing the field. There were also flying drones, observing the area clearly there to keep an eye on the monster populace.
"Welcome to the town of Moznagob!" A robot floating on the ground welcomed both of them as Noah and Travis entered the town. The main draw of the small town was the agriculture along with the easy access it had to the railway system that could transport people to the main cities.
"As far as I know, gaining credits can be done through the trade tab but there should be a main system here?" Travis asked Noah.
"There's bounties for certain monsters in the area, but my specialty will still be in the repair requests and other similar missions. "
Credits come in two forms, card based credits which go in temporary card pockets. These are the ones that Travis has been using to trade with. The other form is through bracelet wallets, which are used for face to face trading. A few hundred credits could get them a good place to stay for the night, while a thousand can pay a month's worth of rent at a decent accommodation.
With Noah's background and the amount of funds they currently had finding an apartment was easy for their group, registering Ara as a tamed pet was also a quick task. Soon enough they were renting a whole building at the edge of the town. Their first day in the new realm was a hectic one, moving furniture was a tough task especially since they were all already tired from all of the fighting.
While the rest of his group rested for the night Travis enjoyed a bit of the fast food, fried chicken and some pepperoni pizza food that he could only crave but never actually get during the start of the new era. It was a calm evening, especially since he finally got ahold of a fresh pack of beer again.
He was also no longer burning out due to his constant fear of the unknown. 'I'd be the first to admit that I was a bit manic, due to the situation. But now that I've thought things through, an open multiverse doesn't sound too bad.'
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"I'll need to plan for the future, Vantak will keep his mission. I need more points from him but Yeram needs to at least gather information for me if she's going to enjoy her little vacation with her clanmates." He sent out messages directed to his two strongest recruits.
"Mira can take Ara on missions to get us some credits, Noah already told me that he'd do repair missions to get us some more cash as well." The drunk young man was deliberating with himself as he watched the two passed out Terran locals on the other side of the table.
"The goal is to get a more stable living situation here, a new recruit will be up in 5 days and the egg should hatch 2 days before that. I guess this is as good a time as any. System, pull up the top 10,000 chat logs!"
[Current Rank: 9,721 -> 7,132]
"Vantak either did a lot of work or multiple members of my original reality died."
[Please choose a name!]
Travis ignored the option and decided to head straight into the chat, to see what the strongest in his world were up to at the moment.
Trinoma's Gacha Player (Top 1,110): To those in Southeast Asia, I have created an alliance with a top 100 ranker. We are in direct opposition to anyone that allies themselves with the nonlocals, please be warned!
General of the Western Coast (Top 7,811): Anyone in the western part of the world! White, Black, Asian, Hispanic or whatever the fuck you are! You're free to join my faction! Find us at the giant floating turtle!
Red Eyed Skeleton King (Top 134): Can you fuckers stop spamming the chat with this? The real ones on top should be announcing a few things soon.
Strong-armed Magician (Top 17): Hello everyone, this is your favorite magician! Upon pooling our information we have found the safest place for those seeking refuge, It was come to our attention that these portal scrolls gives us access to other realities but among them only a few realities are actually safe. Please avoid going into those with the prefix of Amos, Abyss or Nether. These appear to be the home of the more hostile creatures that ventured into our reality.
The suggested realms for humans like us are those with the Murim, Terran and Earth prefixes. The murim appears to be filled with martial artists, while earth prefixes are variants of the earth that will live in now. The realm that we suggest migrating to are the Terran ones, they have vastly superior technology than everything else. I highly recommend going to this realm!
Lucky Moonpie (Top 9,117): Finally, an update! I'm migrating those in my city to the Terran realm now!
Balanar? No, just Bala (Top 8,217): I am forever grateful for this debt Mr. Magician! Heading out of this shitty realm for now, SEE YOU NEVER FOLKS!
V for Vasect- I mean Victory! (Top 5,311): This suggestion also extends to those who already used their scrolls, just find the Murim or Terran locals and act like refugees! That's what a few of my old squad mates did!
A few more chat messages would come up but Travis focused on trying to read the older parts of the chat logs. It wouldn't take him long to realize that he only had access to it from the moment he opened his rewards.
"This chat group certainly has its uses, but I can't put too much trust in them. That's for sure."