The brave man who runs a hotel in an RPG

After hearing Kane's question, Fred frowned: "Where do I remember the commission from decades ago? It might be in the files, but the files from decades ago can't be found for a while."

That's right, Undead A has indeed been sleeping in the "Theory of Lockdown" for decades, and the time is right.

"Dieter's unauthorized action is for this commission that was torn off, who is the missing person on the commission?" Wensania touched the jagged edge of half of the paper and said, with a hint of confusion in her tone.

I kind of understand Windsania's feelings. She is the closest person to Dieter in the hotel, but even she probably doesn't know the reason why Dieter will leave alone without saying hello for a commission.

As far as I am concerned, my understanding of Dieter is also very limited. Although Kane doesn't think about the "Ilta Light" anymore, he and most people are just nodding acquaintances. In our hotel, except for Wen Shanni Yawai is a typical stay-at-home character who is not sociable and avoids the outside world. It is a miracle that Kane and I can attract each other.

"As for the file, I just found it."

Since Fred said that Dieter was missing, brother Rayleigh, who has been disconnected and shadowed, came out from behind a bulletin board. He held several old and new notebooks in his hand. It can be seen from the combination of numbers that it is an abbreviation combining the year, month and volume.

——Well, it turns out that he was sneaking through files by himself, and he is really a model of doing big things in silence.

"Well done Rayleigh!"

I patted him on the shoulder vigorously, picked up a book and flipped through it, but couldn’t find the name I had seen on the bulletin board. I called other people to check the cover and look again. After searching for a long time, Monica found out the files recorded in the past.

"Carrie Bridges, Rosa Frieda, Adeline Horace..."

Kane held the file and read out the name of the missing person while referring to the entrustment on the bulletin board. After reading the last name on the bulletin board, he paused, sliding his fingertips on the yellowed paper of the file, and finally ended at a certain place. One line, he whispered the only name not on the bulletin board: "Lucy Freeman."

This is not over yet, he read out the name of the missing girl and added: "The client is...Jimmy Freeman, who is brother and sister to the missing person."

Kane squeezed my clenched hands together, as if trying to tell me Undead A's reaction was violent.

"Is Dieter's real name Dieter Freeman?" Fred asked suddenly.

I immediately denied: "No."

In fact, I don’t even know what the real names of the four of us are. When creating characters, there are only first names and no last names. Fortunately, Fred didn’t delve into this issue. Maybe it’s because we deliberately concealed it. After all, we are walking on the mainland. A brave man always has a secret or two.

Grasping the clues of Dieter's departure, we exited the dusty room and returned to the spacious outer room. After knowing the reason, the next step is to find someone. Whether it is a coincidence or inevitable that Dieter will be involved in the main plot is still a mystery, but I I firmly believe that Dieter must have also received the main mission, and definitely heard the long list of terrifying "deterrence" instructions. As long as he is not a fool, he should know to wait for us at the door of the adventure. It's time to question his dual quotient.

After looking at the commissions that Fred received, I proposed to go to the Tomb of the Bandit King to find someone together. Fred didn't refuse me, he accepted almost without thinking, and also gave Rui Leigh and Monica have a fight.His reason is: "People are lost here. As everyone's big brother, I must take responsibility."

Regardless of his reasons for agreeing to the proposal, it would be a good man to be able to help.Fred is now a level 55 gunner, Rayleigh is a level 45 Berserker, and Monica is a level 35 saint. Anyone who dials into our team will be a strong boost, and Monica also has a comparable Special dog nose skills.

——The upgrade speed of npc is against the sky, just like riding a rocket.

Before we started working, we found an excuse and went back to the hotel to collect the supplies. We can’t guarantee that we will never return this time. We don’t bring more props and food. It’s too late to regret when we go to the grave. We either die in battle or die. I was killed by the plot, and I have never seen a pornographic mission disrupted by starvation.

We spent a lot of time preparing dry food for two months. Considering the experience of the last side mission, we each brought a few copies of basic materials such as tents, repair tools, and first-aid kits. The treasure map in the random treasure chest); Concerned that we might break through the 40th level in the adventure land, we went to the basement to find Galgari and Yuri to buy a few pieces of 40th level equipment (of course the price is very sad, But when I thought of directly deducting 10% of the money after the failure, the feeling of pain in the flesh was relieved a lot), after finishing this, I handed over the hotel to the waiters to let them operate normally while we were away.So far everything is ready.

Carrying overstuffed backpacks, we set off to meet up with Fred at the gate of the northwest city. After the first.

Passing through the city gate, we came to the eight elemental gates - "Mouth of Migration". The Tomb of the Bandit King is the fourth green elemental gate. Without any extra hesitation, we entered the adventure land one by one. .

……

The scenery unfolding in front of me made me stunned for a full two seconds.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the yellow sand is wild, and the whirlwind that swirls in different patterns makes our cloaks almost turn over. If the temperature here is not so low that people want to scold their mothers, I almost regard this place as the first place to venture into the scorching wilderness .

The endless desert can dispel people's enthusiasm, so I turned my attention to Monica for help: Please, Miss Nun, who is a dog, quickly find the correct way to the tomb of the Bandit King!

Helplessly, Monica, who was blinded by the wind and sand, did not receive my distress signal. She hugged Fred's right arm with a pale face and said, "It's the first time I've come here, why is it full of sand? How to find someone?"

There was no panic on Fred's face, he stood still, despite the strong wind blowing his cloak, he was still calmly cleaning his gun|gun, and when he heard Monica's complaints, he just pouted downward. Said: "The tomb of the bandit king is at our feet."

Windsania pressed the hem of the skirt with one hand, made a gesture of a hole shape with the other hand and said suspiciously: "Shall we dig a tunnel later?"

I hold my forehead.

——Are you a groundhog... It's not like you want to rob graves.

Sure enough, Fred's eyes were mixed with a hint of "Your brain is hopeless".

"There is an entrance, but it takes a long time to find it, so let's turn around first." Fred took out several cups of thick ink from his bag.

I leaned closer to study through the bottle: "What are you doing with this?"

"Signpost!" Fred waved me away, "Don't worry, it's for you."

He gave each of us a bottle, and then unscrewed the cap of the bottle in hand and shook it down to pour a few lumps. Those ink-like substances that came into contact with the yellow sand ignited a golden ash flame like a chemical reaction, which was strange. But the flames were not blown by the wind at all, and a large dark brown lump was firmly embedded in the sand after burning, shining with a metallic light.

I didn't see any elemental factors in the whole process, and I didn't sense the flow of magic power, but this thing didn't look like chemicals.

The curious baby Kane raised ink to his eyes and traced the bottle cap and asked, "What's the principle? It's not magic, nor alchemy."

Fred touched his nose and laughed: "The potato soup I made with my own hands has expired and can be recycled."

Potatoes...soup...

I stared at the bottle in my hand—it looked like potato bisque, or squid bisque.My God, he is a rising star in the dark cooking world.

Kane next to him looked at Fred like he was looking at an alien, and unconsciously moved his feet towards me to distance himself from Fred.

——Yes, don't get close to him, lest you get infected with the cells of a cooking idiot.

However, I have to admit that these bottles of potato soup from Fred are quite practical. They effectively reduced the number of times we went around in the desert. Most of the time, we walked towards the places not shown on the map, marking and drawing pictures as we walked, and the amount of potato soup in the bottle was about to bottom out. I was a little anxious, but Fred was still calm , couldn't help asking: "Do you know how far it is?"

Fred waved his hand: "I've only brought these few bottles here in the past, it's enough, don't worry."

Wen Shania also joined the questioning ranks: "You have been here so many times, didn't you think that drawing a map would be convenient for future generations?"

"I think so too, but the entrance is random, what's the matter?" Fred spread his hands.

Windsania stared round her eyes: "...I lost."

This turned out to be a pathfinding game based on faces!In the end is to find people or find the way!

Morale was a bit sluggish for a while, Kane, Windsoria and Monica were obviously tired, Rayleigh's face was like a stone sculpture, Fred couldn't see the expression, everyone was walking in the field of wind and sand in silence, I felt the rapid With the fatigue value soaring, he drank an unknown number of bottles of anti-fatigue potion numbly.

Suddenly, a white figure came into my eyes, like a clear spring in the long yellow sand out of thin air, leaving a line of tenderness on the rough canvas.It was a delicate and exquisite young girl, wearing a pure white dress that made her skin more attractive to Sai Xue. She was like a swaying water lily in the wind, her long light gray hair was tied into two long braids , flying around the body, the beauty is like a mirage.

The girl beckoned us to follow, then turned around lightly and took graceful steps.

—Is she leading the way for us?

There was no movement from the guide or the prompt. This girl is not the missing person we are looking for. However, there is no reason for such a beautiful girl to appear in the adventure land next to the cemetery. She is definitely not human.

I was thinking about her origin, but my train of thought was interrupted by Kane's anxious voice. He ran towards the girl, and shouted back as he ran, "Follow me, she may be leading us!"