Who designed this underworld dungeon?

"You mean, you just defeated two gargoyles and entered the next area, and you fell off the cliff and died before you even had time to explore?"

Bed City, the Lord's Manor, the room on the top floor.

A dignified old man pushed his glasses and looked at the elf in front of him with suspicion.

Stella's little face was red with shame.

"Really?"

Stella wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Aren't you silver-level?"

Stella wanted to die.

"My second son hasn't come out yet, but you died before him? He doesn't even have a mid-level profession."

Stella's waist was almost bent to the ground, and she shouted:

"It's really shameful! We are too embarrassed to ask for the commission fee!"

"Alas,"

Philip Bed, the Lord of Bed City and the Patriarch of the Bed Family, sighed. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows. A feeling of aging had already emerged on his face.

"Forget it, the commission fee will be paid as usual. Our Bede family will never break our promise, and you have indeed gained something."

Except for Wilde and Charon, everyone else in Stellan's team has returned. Although everyone is still in shock, they all have gained something unexpectedly.

The map expert drew a small map of the swamp area and brought information that the fortress gate can be opened by lighting a beacon.

The drug expert brought back colorful moss balls, proving that these inconspicuous little things have detoxification effects comparable to high-level potions, but it seems that different colors of moss balls can detoxify different poisons.

The ore expert accidentally opened the teleportation trap and entered the underground mine by mistake. He was chopped in half by the furnace knight, but before he died, he saw the blood ore all over the ground, and even the purple rare blood ore whose value was a hundred times higher.

Other experts encountered different monsters and brought back information, which can barely be regarded as gains.

In addition to protecting the experts, the contributions of Stellan and other adventurers are similar to those of other experts.

That's why she was so ashamed.

The people she was supposed to protect died, which was definitely a big failure in her adventurer career.

And she ended her dungeon journey in a rather embarrassing way.

Back to when she and Xiuen first entered the dungeon, as soon as they stepped into the territory of the sick village, they felt extremely gloomy and uncomfortable all over.

After walking a few steps, they were besieged by monsters, big rats with pustules all over their bodies, which splashed juice when hit, and meat monsters made of unknown meat pieces that were similar to slimes but more disgusting. These monsters could smell a disgusting stench if they were slightly close, let alone fighting.

Stellan almost ran all the way out, and she felt that her spirit had been greatly shocked.

In the past, she had a strange liking for monsters, thinking that majestic monsters were handsome, and even if they were not handsome, they had their own characteristics and were worth appreciating.

But after coming to the Sean Dungeon, she knew for the first time that monsters could be both abstract and disgusting.

I, Stellan, the monster killer, will kill monsters without mercy!

In fact, both the big rat and the meat ball are child's play. Although they may scare people at first sight, you will get used to them after watching them for a few more times.

What really made her unbearable was the monsters she encountered when she passed the suspension bridge.

They were several agile monkeys. It was difficult for her to hit them with her superb archery skills.

The most important thing is that they can throw shit.

One after another, fresh shit balls with residual heat

If they can't poop anymore, they will take out the pot of shit and throw it at people.

When Xiuen was forced to use his precious shield to block the shit, Stellan clearly saw him crying

Facing the rain of shit, when a large pile of shit was about to hit his face, Stellan chose to jump off the cliff and commit suicide.

Xiuen followed closely behind, and the honest and simple strong man showed a look of relief.

After returning, he threw away the shield.

Stellan also changed his equipment.

The two never mentioned this experience, only saying that they fell into a trap and the suspension bridge broke halfway. Otherwise, they would have to spend the rest of their lives being laughed at by people. There is every reason to believe that the mental strength they burst out when they were attacked by monkeys was no less than that of an ordinary person. "Ahem," Earl Philip's cough brought Stellan's thoughts back to reality. She realized that there was nothing to do and it was time to leave. It was originally her sense of responsibility that drove her to return the money, but she didn't expect the generous Earl Philip to refuse. This was really great. "Then we'll take our leave. I wish you all the best, Mr. Philip," Stellan saluted gracefully and turned away. Her mind was now full of the Sean Dungeon. If she didn't pass it once, it would probably become a heart disease for her and she would never be able to get rid of it in her life. But with the strength of herself and others, she might have to die dozens of times before she could pass it. Wasting time on passing the dungeon? Do you still want to make money by doing commissions? You can't even afford the teleportation crystal if you don't have money! So she thought of a good idea - to call for help.

"To my sister:"

"How is the Elf Forest doing? I believe that the warrior team you lead will be able to dispel all dangers. Is our mother still her queen? Sister, I have encountered something I want to do no matter what."

"Bang,"

When the door of the reception room was closed, Count Philip put on his glasses again and read the report of the mineral experts again.

"We found that this mine-like area has an amazing amount of blood, and it gathers together in large quantities, and even forms lotus-shaped crystal clusters. This was unimaginable in the past. I still remember the former Thain Underground City, where the miners They spent a long time digging with mining picks to get the After digging out a palm-sized piece of Blood Hero in the stone wall, you have to walk a long way to the next collection point. You will gain very little throughout the whole day. You will have to dig again after the dungeon is refreshed the next day. Shibi, wasting labor on useless things,"

"If you can find a way to quickly reach the mine area, the production of blood healing potions will explode, and your wealth will be comparable to that of the Duke. Even the most arrogant Parsi Prince in the southern empire will invite you to his banquet,"

A light shone in Earl Philip's eyes.

"But the monsters in this area are too powerful. I encountered a giant lizard covered with blue crystals, and the most terrifying mysterious knight. Even if I used an advanced defensive magic scroll, I couldn't block his attack. Just one Sword, I lost all consciousness, and he will become the biggest obstacle to your mining of blood heroes."

"But Lord Earl, please don't give up. Don't give up. I discovered the purple blood hero, purple! You must know what that means. With that, maybe we can make the supreme potion that exists in theory! Remember the King’s strange disease? Maybe it can be used for that! If it works, you will become the first new Duke after the war!”

"What we want to say is, don't let the miners stop working. We have to invest more people. Even if only one can bring back the purple blood hero by luck, it will be a sure profit."

"Our expert group unanimously proposed to send at least five hundred miners into the Thain underground city every day."

Earl Philip put down the report in his hand, picked up the tea cup and wanted to drink water, but found that his hands were trembling.

He was excited, and he believed the pie the experts had painted for him.

"Go, you can go, I want to recruit all the miners in the territory!"

"Dong dong dong——"

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Phillip, who was interrupted from his thoughts, was about to yell angrily when a familiar voice came:

"Father, I'm back."

I am begging to study and get my monthly pass. My grades are not very good and my Taoist heart is about to collapse.