Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

Sitting opposite him, Sesshomaru looked calm and unmoved.

"I also think that this kind of gathering is meaningless."

As he said that, he looked to his side, but Ned Hogg ignored the two guys, and was talking to the medicine man sitting next to him about the efficacy of the Yaomeng stone that he had tested in the past few days as a medicine.

"At least recognize a face, and add a contact information is also possible." Zhao Chonghui smiled a little reluctantly, sitting next to the young man, his smile was a little stiff, and he was very uncomfortable with the twisted fluctuations beside him.

"It's not necessary, there is a chat box for private chat." As the host, Jack has no enthusiasm for the party.

"It's really nerve-wracking..." Ning Chu looked at the six people with a headache.The seats are in a row of three guys dressed in ancient costumes according to Nid Hogg, the medicine seller of Sesshomaru, and on the opposite side are Zhao Chonghui【 】Jack, three guys in modern costumes.

This kind of spontaneous seat selection now seems to be a bit of a confrontation between classical and modern. [ ] has been provoking, but Sesshomaru ignored him, and Ned Hogg simply ignored him and went to tell Yakuro about his discovery .

Are these two familiar?

This situation can't help but remind her of the upper-level situation of the last medieval dungeon she spent:

——The new aristocrats are gearing up, and the old aristocrats are watching with cold eyes

But no matter what, this gathering is useless. The essence of the host and the reincarnation is the same. Although most of the hosts are dead houses, creatures like dead houses will gradually be unable to tolerate other existences once they become stronger. There is no system and main god. The non-staff traversers are still killing people, and the system and the main god regulate the stimulation, but it has inspired a new method of defrauding people.

After experiencing more worlds, no matter how innocent and weak an otaku is, he will become mature and reliable, even cold-blooded.

Those that have not changed are dead...the system is not willing to protect them.

What's more, Sesshomaru, Yakuro, and Jack are not otaku, but their own world is used as a battlefield by reincarnators and hosts, some systems that survive by chance.

It was not a pleasant process.

In any case, the purpose of the party was achieved, and she knew the task was completed when the base point increased, and then she should not care about how it developed.

"Hello! Ned Hogg." Seeing that the simple temptation was ignored, 【 】choose to name him.

"Why? Parentheses." At this time, ignoring him might cause him to get angry, and Ned Hogg felt that it was time to pay attention to him.

The corner of Yaolang's mouth curled up involuntarily.

"Brackets... Brackets?!==#" Although Ned Hoag ignored him, the address made his veins pop in an instant.

"Isn't your name in brackets? How else would you tell me to pronounce it?" Ned Hogg spread his hands.

"..." Although after inheriting the Cthulhu system, his name was swallowed up, but this is the first one to call him brackets, which is not a pleasant thing.

"So, what's the matter?"

There is already an undercurrent under the cheerful surface. The so-called party may soon be bloodshed.Ning Chu felt that it didn't matter, the gang would recover if they couldn't die.

"I heard that you killed the guy who was making troubles with demons?" Nied Hogg was arrogant, wondering if this guy was too much influenced by the evil god.

But this is also something that several hosts barely pay attention to.

"It's not dead, it's just mentally traumatized. I can't play tricks for a long time, and the injury can't be cured." Nid Hogg became serious, "What about you, have you found out? I'm still not sure if that guy is Not a reincarnator. Without a face-to-face, it is impossible to judge."

"From the information I searched, there was some commotion at the top of the Foreigners Association. I can't feel good or bad, and I'm still observing."

Ning Chu's words didn't make much noise. After all, the Outsiders Association was too far away from the hosts, and only Ned Hogg cared.

"Xintang Caihua mentioned that some of her 'old friends' are getting closer and closer to Japan recently. Thinking about it this way, is there going to be an accident?" some words.

He believed that the level of the store manager knew a lot of things, but she was willing to reveal too little.

"Hmph, you have a big brain." The person mocking him was right next to him, and Jack looked at【 】, the red light in his eyes flashed away.

"I'm sorry, no, I found it." Yao Lang said in a strange tone.

"Me neither." Zhao Chonghui looked at Lei Dian and Sesshomaru with inconspicuous fanaticism, maybe the "people" here, he is the only one with an otaku mentality.

Lv200... It's time for the system to try grading. Is it a little mentally retarded to rank with them?

Most of the dungeons of the system have no obvious classification, just like 300 solo queue, when the system is big, teammates with a team level of 40-1 will encounter it.

Nid Hogg and the others are above level 35 Disarm Flash, while Zhao Chonghui...he doesn't even have Flash.

But the real situation is that the other side of the realm is not considered a god-level dungeon, and Nid Hogg and the others jumped in the queue and squeezed out others... And there are actually many hosts of low-level dungeons with this mentality of scoring points, neither god-level nor mad-level dungeons. As an exception, this kind of "bringing newcomers" depends on the character of the Yin newcomers.

Nid Hogg took a sip of the coffee, pure bitterness.

"I'm leaving if there's nothing else to do."

"Wait!" The words attracted the attention of all the "people", followed by [ ] shouting.

"What else?"

"What do you think of the other side of the realm?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere seemed to stagnate.

"Don't you think you're thinking too far?" With a chuckle, Ned Hogg suddenly sang and left with some weird words in a weird tone.

But no one laughed, and a few "persons" were lost in thought.

"What's going on?" [ ] asked Zhao Chonghui, one of them.

"It seems to be some ancient text. I seem to have heard the tone of the song in an ancient copy, but I can't remember it."

Trying to recall, Zhao Chonghui still couldn't remember.

"Then I'm leaving too." Putting his palms together, Yaolang put the medicine box on his back and left.