The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

Five years...

In other words, after I came to the Hefeng Continent, this damned Erri City adventurer base has never introduced new combat skills at all!

"I said... how did the combat skills come about?"

The foodie girl chewed on the potato chips and said vaguely: "Where do I know this, I am not an adventurer, but..."

She waved her hand to me, I leaned over, whispered in my ear: "It is said that many combat skills are produced by fighting bosses. However, some people say that some special elite monsters will also come out, or you can go. Try?"

Boss... Elite mobs...

The huge wings of the demonized bat boss appeared in my mind first, followed by the stalwart body of the tauren boss, then the evolutionary version of the demonized spider, the elite goblin warrior, the elite tusks, and so on.

By the way, none of these have exploded any combat skills...

Suddenly, a terrifying image with nine heads that was so huge that it was frightening to see appeared in my mind out of thin air. The hot salivation and the billowing flames that could melt the rock, I only felt a little faint in my back It hurts and the cold sweat drips down.

"Hey, are you okay, hello, handsome guy?" The foodie girl stopped her snacking, and her hands kept swinging in front of my eyes.

"Ah...ah, I'm fine" I smiled unnaturally.

"Really, scared me," the foodie said: "I'm still wondering why you listen to me and stop moving, and your eyes are straight, the expression on your face is scary!"

"Yes, is it?" I scratched my head: "Hehe, I'm really sorry, I made you laugh."

"I'm fine." The foodie girl breathed a sigh of relief and continued to eat snacks: "By the way, were you thinking about a terrible experience just now?"

"Ah, yeah, how did you know?"

"Of course I know, and I don't look at what I do." The foodie girl snapped the work card: "I have been working here for five years. What kind of adventurer I have never seen!"

"Uh...that's what it said."

I nodded, and just about to get up, seeing the foodie girl's eyes gleaming, as if she wanted to talk a lot, I had to pretend to change my posture, sit down again, and said, "Then what kind of things have you seen? Where is the adventurer?"

"That's too much!" The foodie girl put down the potato chips in her hand, pointed her index finger on her chin, thought for a moment, and said: "Some of them look particularly fierce, but they speak like little sheep; some seem to be gentle and full of mouths. It's a swear word; and someone who looks thin and looks like a weak chicken, who would have expected it to be a powerful guild leader!"

The foodie girl thought for a while, moved her mouth, and felt that something was missing. She took out a potato chip from her pocket and stuffed it into her mouth, and continued: "In short, there are many people, men and women, young and old. , And they don’t feel the same."

"Uh... didn't the things you just said feel like it?"

"No!" The foodie girl gave me a blank look, and said dissatisfied: "Don't interrupt, let me finish."

"Um...good."

“As soon as many adventurers walk in, I can feel that they have a different aura.” The foodie girl organized a language and continued: “Some of them feel like a big mountain, solid and safe; some are like a gust of wind. , I’m very anxious to do everything, and I look impatient; some behave and behave very frivolously, and I’m not a good person at first sight; and others...

I saw that the foodie girl was going to be endless, so I had to interrupt her: "By the way, what do I feel like to you?"

The foodie girl gave me another look, but didn't care about me. She thought about it and said, "You give me a strange feeling."

"Weird?" I wondered: "What do you mean?"

"Weird is weird" The foodie girl drank and continued: "That means you are a weird person."

"Ah, weird, weird?" I stared roundly, and looked up and down in disbelief: "Where do I look like a weird?"

"Oh, did you listen to me?" The foodie said dissatisfied: "I'm talking about feelings, feelings!"

"Oh..." I answered perfunctorily. In fact, I still don't understand how I feel like a weird person. After all, what is a weird person?

Then, the foodie girl talked to me for a long time, mostly what she saw, heard and thought, these gossip things were basically useless to me.

Just when I was drowsy, the foodie girl suddenly said mysteriously: "You know, the second young master was here a few days ago!"

"Oh...Second Young Master" I cheered up, "Who?"

"Don't you know?" The foodie girl looked at me contemptuously: "It's our second young master of Ai Ruicheng, the future heir!"

"Second Young Master... the future heir... how does it sound so familiar..." I thought about it, and suddenly my eyes widened: "Ah, it's him, Rodney's second brother!"

"Do you remember?"

"Ah, yeah, I remembered" I came back to my senses and asked, "What is he doing here with you?"

"Of course it's the measurement value." The foodie girl sighed: "A person with a distinguished status like him, besides measuring the value, has anything else to do by himself."

As she said, she lay on the table with a sad face: "We are different. Look at me. Every day, for my livelihood, I come to this place to work early, and sometimes I get scolded by bad-tempered adventurers. Not to mention, sometimes you have to be verbally molested by some vulgar adventurers, which is enough."

"However, your salary should be high, and there is no huge risk..."

"The salary is okay. If the salary is very low, I will never continue to do it." The foodie girl grabbed her pocket and found that the potato chips had been eaten clean. She threw the bag into the next. He took out a new bag of snacks from under the window, opened it, and continued to eat.

"By the way... Your salary won't be spent on buying snacks..."

"How is it possible?" The foodie girl rolled her eyes and said: "I only spent very little money to buy snacks, which is already very economical."

Looking at her wrapping paper full of trash cans, I almost understand what order of magnitude the ‘rare and rarely’ in her mouth represents.

"By the way, you said that you have seen the second young master of Ai Ruicheng?" I pretended to ask casually, "What does he look like and how do you feel?"

"I think about it..." The food girl stopped her movements again, her eyes flickered, and she kept recalling all the information about the second master of Ai Ruicheng from her memory.

I sat quietly on the opposite side, waiting for her answer. After all, there are some things that you can’t just listen to someone’s words, and the time and place Rodney appeared was too coincidental. Later, I asked me to protect him. His sister, in this, how many things are deeply hidden?

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