I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

The tall dwarf calls himself Feng Hua. He is a dossier scholar from a planet called Os in another crystal wall system. He is traveling with his unicorn to earn travel expenses.

"unicorn?"

Chen Zhou glanced at the old dog slumped behind the stall and thought that dwarfs were indeed very strange people.

Instead of a dog wearing a horn-like ornament and claiming to be a unicorn, he saw chain swords, shock swords, anti-matter rifles, positron cannons, and fighter jets that could transform into birds at the opponent's stall...

It seems that the plane called Gray Eagle is probably a high-tech world similar to Blue Star but one step closer.

"Is Gray Eagle the Gray Eagle that Shushu has heard of? Could it be an echo of the Gray Eagle plane?"

Shushu always feels like something is weird. Is there an echo (parallel existence) like Gray Eagle 2000?

Although he was very interested, Chen Zhou obviously couldn't afford an expensive weapon like an anti-material rifle.

However, another stall not far away attracted his attention even more:

"Leave your hometown, we are looking for brave men, the rewards will be generous, if you need help, hurry up"

It turns out that these days, even brave men go to alien markets to recruit?

"Of course, powerful monsters will disrupt the peace of various worlds every day. If the world itself does not have suitable manpower to deal with it, it will choose to summon strong people from other planes."

But this form of recruiting and hiring brave men is quite imperfect.

Firstly, the brave man may become the new oppressor afterwards, and secondly, the hired man may be killed on the spot afterwards.

Even the most outrageous thing is that as soon as the adventurer came to the door and planned to become a hero, he was knocked unconscious with a stick and abducted to the slave market of the Abyss or the City of Brass.

Therefore, well-informed plane adventurers usually ignore such unfounded recruitment tasks and instead go to unions, associations and other organizations with higher credibility to accept corresponding tasks.

As for the suffering plane backed by a high-level spellcaster, it is more likely that a lucky passerby will be randomly drawn from the endless multiverse through the 9-ring arcane "Gate to Another World"...

"How can we summon heroes when we already have 9 rings? Why don't we just go to the sky above the Demon King's house and bombard it with magic?" 』

Lily couldn't see through this unnecessary operation at all.

"But the fact that there are 9th-level spells does not mean that there are 9th-level spellcasters. It may also be ancient remnants, scrolls or magic circles from plane trade, etc."

All in all, even if "Gate to Another World" can limit the characteristics or type of the object it calls, it is still a rather random and risky move.

"Well, let me see..."

Chen Zhou then carefully looked at the details of the man's recruitment of heroes - to liberate the people from the Githyanki queen who oppressed them.

It seems pretty believable, except that he doesn’t really know what a Githyanki is.

After living in the magical world for a year, he had a basic understanding of the common races on the main material plane, but most of the astral races touched Chen Zhou's knowledge blind spot.

"Come on, you fool, the Chicken Queen is a stronger demigod than you."

Even if a team of new adventurers like Chen Zhou were assembled, they would not be able to complete this task 1000%.

And the chicken keepers are not worth saving, they even eat roasted space hamsters!

I learned about the pitfalls in the mission from Shushu. It was such a hot day that Chen Zhou’s hair all over his body and his hands and feet were cold. Can the adventurer market in the outer plane be better? How many pitfalls did the mission publisher hide?

So, he led Bob directly past the noseless astral residents like Voldemort, and went to the Qiu Ming Restaurant halfway up the mountain...

……

Compared to their counterparts in the material plane, taverns established in the astral demiplane are like Internet cafes to Internet cafes.

The simple and refined wooden structure houses and furniture have gone through thousands of years of history. Even the tables, chairs and floors of unknown wood in the lobby have unique patterns after being stained by different drinks.

In the slightly dimly lit tavern, the surrounding walls are filled with mist, allowing people to go to private rooms of different races, aesthetics, and cultural styles.

The interior space of a mere tavern in one demi-plane has actually reached infinite.

The shelves and counters are filled with ingredients and drinks for customers to take. In theory, the waiter can get any imaginable drink.

Including those that do not exist in the world, but the price is naturally...

Fortunately, the food and many snacks in the pub are free buffets.

There were still empty seats in the lobby, so Chen Zhou and his party casually looked for a table.

"I really don't want to teleport anymore." Bob has recovered for the time being, but this feeling that his body is more involuntary than being drunk is quite disturbing.

"Used to it."

Without informing the other party that he planned to teleport several times in the future, Chen Zhou looked at the wine list by himself.

"I heard from Spell Guardian Root that there are different opinions about the origin of this tavern. Although they believe that it was built by the archmage Alaurum of Toril or the mysterious Ilindaile, in fact, there is also the Supreme Illithid. It is said that Zersas is the founder."

Moreover, in the eyes of people from different time and space and different planes, the name, appearance and environment of this tavern may change.

The only thing recognized by everyone is that this tavern and this plane are mixed with the giant snake of the universe - the fragment of the origin of all scaly races.

From this point of view, Chen Zhou wondered whether the tavern itself was a singularity in time and space?

At least the people you see in the tavern don't change depending on who visits.

Bob didn't care about such trivial matters at all, he only cared about the good wine and the rules in the tavern.

Just like every tavern in the magical world, Qiu Ming Restaurant also has many written rules or unwritten habits.

The most important parts of it are written on the title page of the wine list: food is free, be ready before leaving, do not attack waiters, attacking other guests outside the fighting area will make you look down upon by regulars, management does not care about the lives and health of people outside the lobby. Responsible for property damage.

The hall is of course a safe area.

"But according to what Root said, no one ever attacked the only bartender in the tavern. The latter was even killed countless times, but the bartender would refresh in place every time a new customer came."

And the signature business smile remains the same.

Perhaps including the bartender and waiters, there is not even a living person among the tavern's employees, they are all just creations or effects of some kind of spell.

"In addition, the waitresses' skirts are portals to random outer planes. Bob, if you are interested, you can give it a try."

It is said that there are so many unlucky people who are teleported away every day...

"Huh? Women will only hinder my drinking speed." Bob dismissed this.

Regardless of whether he had any thoughts before this, he completely gave up the idea after learning about the existence of the portal.

"A random portal? 』

The bad news is that Lily is eager to give it a try.