elven searcher

"Actually, you don't have to tell me this. You can leave at any time, Dawu.net"

"We will always be friends and respected opponents."

"Goodbye!"

Daigo left, and an hour later, Funakoshi walked out of the exit at the other end of the forest.

At this time, it was just half past midnight. Funakoshi immediately returned to the resort and started to pack his luggage, and then returned the key to the room at the resort to the hotel. Perhaps the waiter was surprised when he saw him taking the initiative to return the key, "Actually, you don't need to hand over the room now, the one named Daigo My husband paid an extra week's room fee before he left, so you can stay for another week."

Funakoshi smiled and said, "No need for the time being. I have my own place to live. The remaining money can be transferred back to Daigo's household registration."

In fact, he didn't owe Dawu anything, and there was no need to continue to take advantage of Dawu.

After explaining some things about cleaning the room, he took away his luggage and turned around to leave. In addition, the work of waffles still had to continue every day, "I just received some elf coins yesterday, and I have to clean myself up well today. I can't be wronged by Luo Lei when I have wronged myself." Beast, it’s time to give it a taste of something sweet. It’s really hard to practice these days.”

Although the energy cubes and waffles have high nutritional value, the Thunder Beast has been shaped into a very strong body after days of endurance training, without any fat at all. However, making elves immune to food poisoning is like giving cats and dogs When a dog undergoes sterilization surgery, the lack of that part of the sexual impulse will be a huge flaw for the elf in his future life.

Since the Thunder Beast completed its sharp training, its strength has also been comprehensively improved, and its charm has also changed dramatically. I am afraid that according to the current trend, it will be difficult to find more than ten people in the field of dog ways in the entire Larus City. The spirit is better than the Thunder Beast.

Walking on the road, even the little female cat turned to it frequently. It has been very popular recently.

Funakoshi saw this and felt happy in his heart. However, compared to Mu Ziya's carefully maintained Yorkie, the Thunder Beast was still slightly inferior. To say that the dog-shaped elf had a reasonable diet and acquired training, his body became stronger. The speed is just like cheating. 35xs

However, this is Funakoshi's body shape created through reasonable nutrition and devilish training methods in his daily life, so he is much more powerful than a dog that eats protein powder and runs on a treadmill in an air-conditioned room.

The explosive power of the purebred tendon meat was even more powerful. Funakoshi took the recovered Thunder Beast from the hands of Pang Keding in the rehabilitation center, and then left from the main entrance dragging his luggage.

After he left, something surprised Funakoshi. Daigo secretly stuffed something that he cared about very much.

Daigo placed a brand new elf navigator on the manager and asked him to hand it over to Funakoshi on the day he left.

"That's it. That big man asked me to give this to you. Now my mission is completed."

Looking at the elf navigator that had not yet been disassembled, Funakoshi was lying when he said he was unhappy.

If you guessed correctly, in addition to the function of checking cards and communicating around the world in the memory of the previous life, this kind of navigator can also import maps of individual places, and can also communicate via video in places where there is a network.

In addition, in addition to common sense that all passers-by know, it can also store some of the latest elf system information.

The Elf System is probably the gift that Daigo really wants to give it, which shows the friendship between the two. However, after getting along these days, the two of them have changed from being each other's teachers to theoretical and academic confidants. Later, through the actual operation guide of the navigator, I learned more about Daigo's feelings for his friend. At the same time, it seemed that even some entertainment function software was strictly downloaded in the navigator.

In general, with the help of the elf system, Funakoshi no longer has to rack his brains to understand the details of the elf, nor does he need to deliberately go to the wild to study behavioral patterns through observation. At least it would be good to help him understand the details of the elves in a short period of time.

However, don’t think of comparing this kind of castrated product with a real elf illustrated book, but in terms of details, it is more than enough to understand the elf’s health, level, and the unique skills currently mastered. In terms of query function, it is still more than enough. 35xs

According to the information available on the market, there are almost no online sales channels for this kind of navigator. It is forbidden to sell outside and is even kept strictly confidential. It seems that this kind of navigator is not available to everyone now. It is already considered a huge gift.

As for the first-class elf system software that comes with the navigator, it is possible to install it only if Dawu, who has a golden mountain behind him, can do it.

The power behind Daigo is unfathomable. If he hadn't become friends with this kind of person and later became each other's enemy, a small role like him would still be counting money for him gratefully before he died.

"I hope we can compete openly one day, my friend!"

The boat returned to the center of Larus outside the Qingsheng Mountain. After entering the center of the natural park covered with greenery, he turned on the navigator. The first line of eye-catching words on the data screen immediately appeared. He only touched the first With his eyes open, the corner of Funakoshi's mouth slightly outlined a beautiful arc. He looked up at the crescent moon in the center of the sky, and faintly let out a dry laugh that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and then fell silent.

At three o'clock in the evening, I had not yet returned home, so I sat down at a street stall at the intersection that was not yet closed, and simmered ham cubes, sweet and spicy dishes and other delicacies in a hot pot.

Most of the people here work in a high-pressure environment, and the pungent smell of soju permeates the air. Funakoshi has just come out of the supermarket and can't wait for a delicious meal.

"It's still the same, boss. This time I have money to give you. The money I owed you will be settled today."

"Did you rob? You bought so many things." Sitting at the bar, a skinny old man rolled out noodles with both hands, shaking his hands gracefully, and then put the noodles into a large pot of boiling broth. Then, the boss wiped He wiped his hands and glanced at the familiar person with his scarred eyes.

The owner of this stall is a calm middle-aged man, wearing a loose chef's coat. Now he has a white towel tied on his forehead. He has a short haircut and a blush on his face. He opens his hand and fiddles with it to the other side. The dough grabbed a large piece of dough and pulled it carefully, completely ignoring the familiar visitor. Under him was an elderly Heiluga covered in white spots.

This is a ramen shop chef, but he is a different ramen chef. He will tell some strange little stories to the customers while they are eating. But today he was not in a leisurely mood. He was immersed in kneading the dough and seemed not to be disturbed by outsiders. Even paying back the money could not shake his heart. The Chinese character carved on his face contained the word indifference. It wasn't until a familiar voice suddenly appeared that the determination on his face changed.

"Today's meal is up to you."

Regarding the arrival of this rare guest, Funakoshi glanced at the sound. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.

That man was a slovenly middle-aged man. The hair on his head was messy. His white shirt collar was covered with light yellow. It looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time. The reason for the shock was that Funakoshi was very familiar with this man. He was in the theory class. The old professor who talked about genetics said that he hadn't thanked him yet.

"Here comes the free food and drink. You are always there for days like this. It's still the same as before, right"

The boss looked at him seriously, grabbed a bottle of old wine from under the table and slowly placed it on the bar table. The rest of the dishes were brought out little by little. They seemed to be a big meal, not like ordinary people's dishes. Local low-end cuisine.

"Teacher" Funakoshi saw this and shouted slightly.

"Oh, you're here too?"

The old professor was surprised and sighed with laughter.

The boss looked around the two of them and kept mumbling: "It's hard for you to laugh on such a gloomy day. I'm not in the mood to laugh. Don't forget the reason for today's gathering."

"Let's get together on a gray day?"

Funa's curiosity grew stronger as he heard these words.

The professor shook his head slightly, sat down with an old-fashioned attitude, drank a glass of ice-cold liquor, and said slowly: "No, he is a student I taught."

"Hmph, a teacher like you who eats and drinks for free will produce students who are just like you." The boss said angrily and cursed.

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Looking at the behavior of the two of them, Funakoshi remained silent and obediently continued to eat with a mouthful of rice. The boss did not chase the guests away. While serving the food, Funakoshi was busy with the work at hand, and then hung up the closing notice board.

"Ah, boss, we have a day off tomorrow. Let's have a good drink here tonight."

"I'm sorry, everyone, for someone, today is not a day worthy of hosting you. I'm sorry, but at this point, you should go back and rest quickly."

The boss had a serious face and apologized to everyone with fists in his hands.

"Boss, you really told so many twists and turns in the past, why don't you let us hear it today?"

One of the guests, who was red-faced and smelled of alcohol, suddenly retorted.

"I told you those stories, but there are some things I only want a few people to share. I'm sorry, this matter is our private matter, so let us bear it all."

"Boss, okay, we are all your regular customers. We shouldn't say anything too harsh. We'll be here today, and we'll continue to take care of your business in the future."

This customer is sober-minded. This shop is engaged in late-night catering business. The taste is excellent and the price is cheap. Moreover, this shop is not always open here. This makes the owner of this shop angry. The boss can do it at any time. Change the location and reopen the stall.

It is also a heavy blow to this group of low-level white-collar workers, which means the loss of a cheap and delicious restaurant.

Sighs continued, and the guests came one after another. Looking around, there was still one person sitting on the seat. The boss looked at him, his eyes condensed, and he said in a deep voice: "There is still one person who has not left."

"Let him keep it. After all, he is going to be a prosecutor. Sooner or later he will know about this matter. What's the difference between knowing it earlier and knowing it later?" Seeing that the boss was about to yell at someone, the old man was sitting and drinking. The professor drank a few sips of wine, and a blush crept up his neck, and then he opened his mouth one after another to save himself.