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After some time, the view from which Andrei was looking changed, and he ended up somewhere in the middle of a village.

Not realizing such a change, he began to look around, other players appeared next to him who looked something like him.

They were dressed in different armor, but instead of four wings, they had only two. Interested in this moment, Andrei tried to control the wings, but they still did not succumb to his orders and were pressed against his body.

Not understanding what it could be connected with, he shifted his gaze to the place where he ended up. As he understood, they appeared somewhere in the center of the city, local residents or NPS did not react in any way to the appearance of the players.

They walked around the village dressed in different clothes, someone looked like a poor peasant dressed in a simple and dirty shirt with the same dirty pants.

Others were dressed more purely and looked at the first as if they were dirt with ill-concealed contempt. Voices were heard talking to each other.

Inspecting the houses, Andrey was surprised to find that all the houses were built of stone or its substitute in this game.

Those houses that caught his eye were mostly one-story with small windows. Some windows were slightly ajar, most likely the locals were airing their houses or rooms.

Raising his head to the sky and examining it, he did not notice even a cloud in the sky from which it could rain. Clear blue skies with the sun shining through.

Wanting to check whether he will catch sun hares if he looks intently at the sun.

But it took him a few seconds to wince at the unpleasant sensation in his eyes.

As in real life, the pain, and discomfort from looking at the sun without protection were also characteristic of this world.

Wanting to test his talents, Andrey tried to find the icon that was with talents, but it was nowhere to be found.

Remembering different fantasy books and anime, Andrey checked the exit icon of the game, making sure that it was there and if he wanted, he could exit this game.

Looking down, he carefully examined his hands, clenching his fists and unclenching them, he felt the structure and, most importantly, touch.

He wore simple armor consisting of a pair of cloth gloves, a white shirt, and dark trousers.

As Andrei thought, this was the starting clothes that he would gradually change. Feeling for the blade that hung in a simple black scabbard on the right side of his waist.

He wondered what to do next? As in any game, he needs to pump, in some games this was done with the help of quests and in some with the help of killing mobs.

But the developers of this game did not provide information about this, saying that in this world everyone chooses how to download and develop.

But what they said is that every action will have consequences for the players. In this world there was no concept of good and evil, everyone did what he wanted. Do you want to be a robber and rob caravans?

Or maybe a glorious hero about whom legends are made in this world? All this was available to the players, the locals will treat you according to your merit or misdeeds.

Andrei did not aspire to be a villain or a hero, he wanted to enjoy the game and test himself in this world.

As he took in the views and tested his fears, the center of the village gradually began to empty. Someone united in groups for quick pumping and the opportunity to make new friends in this game.

Many cast an interested glance at the cursed angel with four wings.

His face looked distant and uninterested in communication, and no one tried to strike up a conversation with him.

Some players mistook him for an NPC, as the other representatives only had two wings.

Andrei did not know that due to his detachment, other players decided not to approach him.

Remembering his friend Maxim and wanting to know where he is, Andrey tried to find him in the search for his old nickname, but a message appeared that there was no such player.

He did not ask him if he would change his nickname, deciding after the game to contact him and clarify his nickname. Andrey thought what to do next.

Usually, at the start of such large projects, players fell into groups for quick pumping, especially at the initial levels.

Since at the initial locations there were always battles for quest monsters and just monsters.

Wanting to learn more from the inhabitants of this world, Andrei began to examine the local residents, who were busy with their own affairs.

Turning his gaze to the houses, he noticed a sign made of metal, which depicted a blacksmith's hammer and anvil, and strong smoke rose from the roof.

Based on experience in other games, Andrey identified this house as a place where a blacksmith worked and possibly lived.

Deciding from whom you can get information about this place, Andrei went to this house with a sign. The closer he got, the more distinctly he heard the impact of metal on metal.

The door was open and going inside, he felt the hot air and the closer he came to the sounds coming from the center of the house, the more he sweated from the stuffiness in which he found himself.

Remembering all the races that were in this world and not remembering any intelligent monsters, he tried not to make noise and not touch the metals that were located on the walls of the room.

Both swords and other weapons were visible, which were located on special racks.

Coming out of one such rack, he saw who made all these sounds. In front of him, with his back to him, stood a stocky, shirtless dwarf in shorts.

Watching how the dwarf enthusiastically hits the metal, Andrey decided to wait until the dwarf is released.

Despite the stuffiness and heat in this place, he treated the NPS with respect, especially in the world in which he had just found himself.

Some time passed until the dwarf calmed down and stopped hitting the metal with a hammer, deciding that the time had come when he could turn to the dwarf. Andrey coughed, attracting attention to himself.

Hearing strange sounds from the back, the dwarf turned, considering with an attentive look who had come to him.

Andrei also examined the gnome; he had long black hair braided, a small red beard, his lips were hidden under the mustache, and it was impossible to understand the facial expressions of the gnome.

The eyes were wearing goggles that protected the dwarf from splashes of liquid metal and smoke.

- What do you want, damn? - overhea Heard the bass voice of the dwarf.

Andrey did not feel hostility or other emotions in the gnome's voice. Unlike the video, he did not know how much time had passed in the game after the expulsion of the angels.

- I would like to know from you the latest news about what is happening around this village. - Answered Andrey, thinking about how best to find out everything he wanted.

He did not recognize the voice when he spoke, and only when he fell silent did Andrei find a strong difference.

Powerful notes were heard in his playing voice, but the voice was pleasant for any inhabitant of this world.

The damned angels, although they were expelled, still had a lot of left in them that the creator did not want to take away from them.

- And you are a wanderer, after the fall it is not easy for your brothers. - the dwarf answered understandingly, nodding and putting the hammer aside, he went to the table, which was hidden by smoke.

Not quite understanding what the gnome mean, Andrei decided to play along with him in order to find out more information.

Following him, he saw a small table littered with books and various manuscripts. Pushing back his chair and sitting comfortably on it, the dwarf looked expectantly at the cursed angel.

- As for the news, I can't say anything, I don't leave the forge. But according to customers, new converts appeared near the city, if they were not right. - The dwarf said in a thoughtful voice, examining Andrei intently.

Converts? Thinking, Andrey began to delve into his knowledge, this wording was voluminous, but vampires or werewolves came closest to this.

-How strong are they? And is there a mission for them somewhere? - Andrew asked in a thoughtful voice, watching the dwarf frown.

It was evident that he was asking strange questions for an inhabitant of this world, but Andrey had an idea how to present everything if this dwarf began to be interested.

- Well, converts don't have a particularly strong component. But of course, everything depends on the kind that turned them, if there is a mission, then in the guild of adventurers. - The dwarf answered, frowning even more to him, this damned angel seemed strange, and especially his questions.

Andrei pondered what he had just learned from the dwarf, which meant there was an adventurer's guild in this world. Where he can try to accept this or another mission according to his strength.

- And do not tell me how I can distinguish it from others? They have different signs in different cities and villages. - Telling a lie, Andrei hoped that this dwarf would not catch him on this deception.

Having grunted at his question, the dwarf took out a piece of paper and quickly depicted something on it. Under Andrey's gaze, the dwarf crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it in his direction.

- Now, go away unlike you, I work. - The dwarf turned to Andrey in a bass voice.

Thanking the dwarf, Andrey quickly left the smithy along the way, unrolling the crumpled paper on which was depicted a drawing on which several figures stood together.