Who designed this underworld dungeon?

"You said that anyone who has entered the town will be sent here every time they teleport!?"

"No, my compatriots are still outside!"

Stellan shook the shoulders of someone in front of her. Her face flashed with complex emotions, one part nervous, two parts anxious, three parts helpless, and four parts wanting to laugh.

Hey, want to laugh?

It's hard not to laugh at the thought of how much they would have suffered without my guidance.

"Why don't you write this kind of thing into the strategy?" She pretended to be angry and hit the chest of the person opposite her. "Now my people will suffer."

Luluwo, the writer of the guide, who somehow appeared here, shrugged helplessly and said: "We just wrote it in the latest version and haven't had time to send it out yet. Everyone needs to rest."

There are no competitors of the same level yet, so the Skyrim strategy team doesn’t have a sense of crisis yet.

She stretched her neck and looked back and asked, "That's right, are Leon and the others here? I have good news."

"I don't follow them every day."

Without her relatives around, Stellan relaxed inexplicably, and she no longer even had to straighten her waist.

It's impossible to go out and look for them. Who knows where they were teleported to. I hope they can reach the safe zone as soon as possible.

She looked around and saw large and small colorful tents set up in the town in front of the college. These belonged to the adventurers who were temporarily stationed here. Some people simply slept in the open air and directly gathered a few handfuls of water plants to roast in the campfire. After drying, just wrap it up in a quilt and sleep.

From this point of view, adventurers are just like cockroaches. They can find a way to survive no matter what environment they are in. This vitality of "I must survive" is really touching.

But has no one thought of renovating and using the empty house?

"Is that a forge stone?"

She suddenly noticed that the things used by many people to hold down their tents looked familiar. Upon closer inspection, she realized that they were no ordinary stones, but forged stones!

Because currently no one knows how to use the forging stones produced in Thane Dungeon, so everyone regards them as waste, and the glowing stones are more valuable than them.

"It's a bit of a waste," Stellan shook her head. She had always believed that everything produced in Thane Dungeon must be useful, but they just didn't find the correct way to use it. The same must be true for the forging stone.

A cute cat forging master has recently appeared in the forest area. There may be an afterimage with similar functions that can use forging stones waiting for everyone to discover.

But it is useless to say this at the moment.

It seems that the number of people wandering here must be over fifty, but the town is too big, and there are very few people if they are spread out, and it is estimated that many people are wandering outside.

There was a queue in front of the counter of Wandering Merchant Kale, with people buying a variety of goods. If someone took too long to select goods, they would be scolded by the people behind them.

There are several intact houses near Galle, all with similar decorations. This place was transformed by the Skyrim Raiders team into their own temporary stronghold. Several ordinary-looking anvils and forging furnaces were placed outside, which seemed to be from the houses. was cleared out.

Stellan observed it and found that everyone seemed to buy ordinary dried meat. Could it be that they didn't bring enough food when they entered the dungeon?

"Have you discovered it? This is a big business opportunity, right?" Luluwo noticed her gaze and said with a smile: "If we can steadily bring food and other supplies here and sell them, we will definitely make a lot of money. ”

"It's just that we can make money during this period of land reclamation. When the earl reacts, he will definitely build up the land around the portal. By then, these businesses will still belong to the big chamber of commerce."

Stellan looked far away. She returned her gaze to Luluwo and asked, "What good news did you want to say just now?"

"It doesn't matter if I tell you in advance."

Luluwo snapped her fingers and raised a confident smile on her lips.

"After our hard thinking, we have a preliminary idea of ​​the crystallization old man's solution."

“It’s all about the numbers.”

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The sky is blue and the wilderness is vast. It seems that there are no cattle and sheep anyway, but the aquatic products are enough.

"Crack!"

On a hill above the water, a bonfire was crackling and burning. It was just an ordinary flame, a fire made with magic.

A rather large lobster claw was roasting on the fire. The red color looked so delicious that it made people forget how brave and powerful its owner was before.

Looking around from the hills, the scenery is all the same. The fog is too thick, so thick that people can't see the scenery in the distance clearly, and they don't know what dangers are hidden in the thick fog.

Having said that, what kind of big-hearted person would engage in BBQ on a dangerous hill?

"Do you really want to eat this thing?" Melga showed a disgusted expression. "Isn't the character we promote to the outside world vegetarian?"

"You've deceived foreigners, do you really think that elves are natural incarnations who only drink nectar and chew leaves?" Liznai smashed the pliers shell, revealing the white lobster meat. "You can only have the strength to go on the road after eating."

"I don't want to eat. I want to be loyal to people's beautiful imagination of elves." The cool elf named Kunan looked determined and pulled up weeds on the ground.

Everyone was used to this kind of scene, and they all faced their own desires honestly, and gathered around the fire to wait for the food to come out.

It seems like someone is missing. Where did Veenma go?

"It's a bit unpalatable." Melgar took a bite of the white lobster meat and then stuck out his tongue. "Not as good as lobster fish."

"Hey, Melgar, are the things in the food area really as delicious as you said?" An elf couldn't help asking. They always heard Melgar bragging about how delicious the food in the food area was.

"You haven't been there for so many days?" she asked curiously.

"I was busy doing other things, so I forgot." The elf scratched his head embarrassedly.

"I'll take you there next time."

Melgar received cheers with just one sentence. As long as there is a little benefit, the elves will become very optimistic, but this is limited to the traditional elves.

For elves like Stellan who have been out there, their values ​​have long changed. Like normal people, they want more after getting some benefits.

After a while of chatting and talking, when the huge lobster claws were almost eaten up, Weienma's figure slowly emerged from the thick fog.

Her face was filled with satisfaction, and the filth on the hem of her skirt dissipated under the effect of the cleaning spell.

During the time when everyone was resting, she went out to find food alone, no, to explore the way. When she came back, everyone knew it was time to set off.

Time went back a while, and just after passing the seal, they found that Stellan was missing. After losing the guide, they could only grope forward by themselves.

Then they encountered monsters. Because the fog was too thick to see the road, they avoided the monsters' attacks everywhere, which attracted more monsters. In the end, they spent some time to clear the surroundings and found such a hill as a temporary resting point.

"I didn't find the way." Wei Enma shook her head. There was lake water all around, and there was no hint at all.

The optimistic elves were not discouraged. They just found a way and set off.

But

"We went the wrong way." Gong Qiying, who was peeping at everything behind the crystal ball, sighed, wondering if these elves were all directionally challenged.

In fact, the place where they were teleported to at the beginning was not far from the town in front of the academy, but the periodic foggy weather covered the traces of the campfire.

The luck of these elves is comparable to that of the spearmen, so naturally they went the wrong way.

Going the wrong way is not terrible, what is terrible is that they don't know they are going the wrong way, and they are still talking and laughing on the wrong road.

"Just because your hair is green, do you have to be as directionally challenged as a certain green algae head?"

Gong Qiying had originally placed high hopes on this group of elves, counting on them to collect the fragments of Tops' paintings, but the fragments are basically hidden in the academy, and if these people can't enter the academy, it's useless to say anything.

Find another way to guide them? Forget it, let it go, they can't never find the town in front of the academy in their lifetime.

He flipped through the map of Lake Lienia he drew, and said to himself:

"It can't be said that they are completely unlucky, at least if they continue to walk, they can meet new afterimage characters, provided that they don't change direction again."

In the picture of the crystal ball, the elves walked firmly on the road they thought was correct, all the way to the west.

If you go northwest, you can meet the pyroxene dragon and the academy pyroxene key, but they are heading due west. If you keep going there, you will only meet the insurmountable mountains, which are commonly known as the border.

Generally speaking, adventurers with normal brains will not try to cross something that is obviously a border at first glance. Everyone knows that no matter which dungeon there is a border, and there is no benefit in exploring the place outside the border.

Gong Qiying watched them encounter a battle-hardened lobster who was walking with a group of lobsters, and then was frightened by the ultra-long range and super power of the high-pressure water cannon-it seems that every adventurer will have this reaction after entering, and it is no longer interesting to him now.

Although the personalities of this group of elves are off-line, their strength is quite online. After a little girl chanted, she sent out a huge explosion magic that shook the earth and killed the battle-hardened lobster with one blow, and the result was that she collapsed to the ground with powerlessness.

After the lobster, the dumplings (crossed out) appeared, referring to the insect family. Their disgusting appearance, devilish movements, and magic that forced them to imprison their actions taught the elves a lesson.

The elves can only see cute and handsome creatures in the Elf Forest. Even if they are monsters, their appearance is in line with the aesthetics of many people. Who has ever seen something like a finger worm designed purely to disgust people?

Except for Weinerma and Melgar, the other elves all looked uncomfortable.

Then there were ghosts, puppet soldiers, and a dragon with a big crab, which could be called a welcome ceremony for newcomers in the lake area.

Monsters in the lake area will be attracted to people with similar strength, so strong people will encounter strong monsters, and ordinary people can only fight a medium-sized lobster at most.

Relying on this law of attraction between strong people, Weinerma and his friends encountered an elite monster [Mud Fish Dragon] in an open space.

There is nothing to say about the battle process. No matter how strong the Mud Fish Dragon is, it is not as strong as Mugram. At most, its skin is a little thicker than that of the Kalia Knight.

But

"Huh."

Slowly climbing up from the mud ball thrown by the Mud Fish Dragon, Weinerma showed a terrifying expression like a devil.

The strong killing intent made the monster tremble, feeling that it had awakened a flood beast.

"Run, the old woman is angry!" Someone shouted, and the elves fled in all directions. About two seconds later, the ground was shaking.

When people looked over again, they found that the small lake had turned into a forest, as if a corner of the forest area had been transplanted here roughly.

The mudfish dragon was tied to the tortoise shell of thick branches, unable to move like a salted fish.

"Let's eat grilled fish today." Weienma spit out a mouthful of mud, her face gloomy enough to drip water.

Looking at the hideous mudfish dragon, everyone wanted to refuse, but they didn't dare.

"Well, well, why don't we find a place to rest first, everyone is tired." Kunan ran out to smooth things over, sweating and pointing to a place not far away and said, "Let's go there, I just saw a small house over there."

Lizna took the initiative to use the cleaning spell to help Weienma remove the dirt, and tried to use the sedation spell quietly, but was glared at by Weienma and wilted.

Damn, isn't it just "a few years" older than me, and your magic attainments are a little higher than mine? When I grow up, I will definitely kick your ass hard. Her Sanwu face showed a little depression.

There was indeed a house not far away, but when everyone got closer, they found that there was a big pot there, bubbling in the pot, as if something was cooking.

Melgar walked over to take a look, but suddenly a strange voice came from beside him.

"Want to buy some shrimp?"