River Valley Town is completely different from the other two towns that Roger has been to before. The entire town has a history of only a few decades. At the beginning, the town concentrated on industrial development.

However, due to serious environmental problems, many factories were forced to close down, and the living standards of the people in the town plummeted.

Wolfe's factory is one of the few large factories nearby, and the wages and benefits are very generous.

Roger parked the car, but at this moment, two young people holding signs in the distance caught his attention.

"A job ad for Wolfe Industries?"

Roger moved in his heart and walked over.

"Hey, are you looking for a job, dude!"

A thin black man saw Roger approaching and offered to talk to him.

"I just moved to this small town not long ago..."

"Have you heard of Wolf Industries? It's one of the largest factories nearby. You came at the right time. We need a few workers."

"The salary is very good, how about it, do you want to go and have a look?"

Roger showed a well-placed hesitation.

Generally speaking, the positions in such a large factory are very compact, and the possibility of vacancies is not high. He looked at the benefits and salary packages listed on the leaflet, and he couldn't help but understand something in his heart.

It looks like there must be something wrong with the factory, maybe it's a ghost, maybe it's a monster attack.

That's why the factory owner Wolfe found the witcher.

There are several witcher families in the Bordeaux area that are very powerful. They control a large number of factories and land, and at the same time use their own network to run a guild with a long history.

Through these guilds, they can learn about many things in the Bordeaux area. While solving the extraordinary event problems for these businessmen, they also improved their status invisibly.

The other witchers are closely linked together, and a mutually beneficial network is formed around these few families.

"Dude, why are you hesitating?"

"Are you worried about money? We can pay you half a month's salary in advance. If you are afraid that you can't do it yourself, you can even sign a short-term contract."

"One month. You can leave after working for a month."

While the two were talking, an old man with gray hair came out from the nearby supermarket.

"Little Bobby, get the hell out of here, don't lie here!"

The old man roared loudly.

At the same time he glanced at Roger, "Just moved to town?"

"I advise you to stay away from that damn factory, damn it, several people have been injured!"

The black youth known as Little Bobby stepped forward.

"Mr. Vanke, your son also works in the factory. Besides, which factory hasn't had any accidents?"

"Mr. Wolfe has already lost money, what else do you want?"

The old man stopped talking immediately, and at the end he shook his head helplessly.

"That money will kill him sooner or later!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Roger heard a lot of information, he thought for a while and put on a struggling look on his face.

"Can you take me to the factory?"

"I want to try it out."

"Sure!"

The black youth nodded without hesitation, and handed the sign in his hand to another person, "Let's go."

Roger followed the black youth's car and drove out of the town.

The factory built by Wolfe was not too close to the town, and the two of them drove for more than 20 minutes to reach their destination.

He took Roger to the workshop to sign a temporary agreement, and even paid a salary in advance. After all this was done, the black youth Bobby left in a hurry.

The man in charge of Roger's work was a man in his 50s. The man didn't talk much. After a brief understanding, he threw Roger to the moving workshop.

When leaving, Roger saw two figures coming out of the office from a distance.

"Is that Mr. Wolfe?"

he asked pretending to be curious.

"Work hard."

The man replied, and then Roger noticed the figure following the fat man.

Strong and sturdy.

Such outfits and eyes are too familiar to Roger, and looking at the other person, he seems to have seen him in a bar before.

"It seems to be an exorcist named Cain."

Roger just had a little impression that he was not very sure, and he didn't rush forward to contact the other party, since he entered the factory by accident.

He decided to take this opportunity to learn more about the news.

For a newcomer like him, the workers in the factory were defenseless.

Sometimes, the voices at the bottom are often closer to the truth of the matter.

The work of carrying is not even a warm-up for Roger's current physical strength, and he doesn't speak, just working mechanically.

As he imagined, the workers around him didn't shy away from him at all. Throughout the afternoon, Roger heard a lot of news in the workshop.

When the time came to the evening, the whole day's work was over. Except for the night watchmen who stayed behind, all the workers in the factory left.

After what happened before, no one would choose to work overtime at night no matter how much money was given.

Before the sunset, a car drove back from outside. After waiting for a while, Roger, who had left the workshop, walked to the office area and knocked on the door.

"Who?!"

A wary voice came from the room.

"My name is Roger. We met in the Hunter's Bar before. I'm here this time..."

Click.

The door was opened.

"What are you doing here?"

Cain frowned, "You should know the rules in the bar. If we accept this task, other hunters will not be able to participate."

"I'm not interested in the rewards of the quest, it's just that the monsters mentioned in the quest may be poisonous, and I just need some organs from toxic creatures."

Roger didn't mention the specific organs. As for whether this monster is a supernatural creature, it needs a little luck.

"Can I join in?"

"I don't want any reward, I just hope that at the end of the mission, if this monster has something I need, it can be sold to me first."

Cain looked Roger up and down, then shook his head without hesitation, "No need, we can handle this task ourselves."

"Now we need a meeting to discuss, please leave."

It is a big taboo to let strangers join a formed team, but Cain didn't say too much.

"Leave your contact information, and I will notify you as soon as possible."

Really.

Roger knew that it would not be that simple to join the mission, and he didn't want to grab the missions of other teams if it was not a last resort.

Not to mention offending people, this will completely tarnish his reputation in the Hunter Bar. At that time, not only will he not be able to accept any tasks, but he will no longer be able to enjoy related services.

The bar is small, but it's a place where messages and materials meet.

"Don't be in a hurry to reject me."

Roger smiled.

"You should still be looking for the monster's whereabouts."

He looks at the people in the room.

"I still have a little confidence in my ability, and I have basically determined the location of that thing now."

"How about exchanging this information for my joining?"