Who designed this underworld dungeon?

"What's this?"

Leon opened his mouth, but his voice was so hoarse that even he was shocked.

After coming out of Thane Dungeon, not only did he not get a drop of water, he couldn't even sleep. Coupled with the intrusion of fear, his current appearance was no different from that of a living corpse. No wonder no one recognized him on the street.

The high-spirited lion Leon in the past would not be such a bad guy.

"Fear-repelling powder, a medicinal powder that can drive away fear, is just right for your current situation," Gong Qiying pushed the paper bag in his direction and said, "One bag is worth one silver coin, so you can be honest."

One silver coin? This guy must be crazy.

Leon thought that one silver coin was enough to buy a high-quality blood healing potion, or two or three bottles of mid-level healing potion. The effect of one bottle of mid-level healing potion was equivalent to Drew's healing magic.

In other words, is this boss confident that the effect of his packet of medicinal powder can be compared with that of blood therapy potion?

He had never heard of such a thing as fear-repelling powder. Besides, to expel fear? You mean I'm afraid of something? That's impossible!

Leon's current mental state is very unstable. Gong Qiying's words about the effect of anti-phobic powder turned into sarcastic and mean words in his ears, which made him furious.

"Haha, you are just an idiot. You actually think that strangers are mocking you? You are nothing more than that, brother."

"Shut up!"

The faint voice came from behind again, and the harsh words made Leon almost go crazy. He turned around and waved his hands randomly at the air, as if to kill the ghost that was haunting him.

Just as he was about to hit the counter behind him, a pair of strong hands suddenly clamped down on his arm.

"What are you doing, ugh!"

Leon didn't have time to struggle, and his mouth was pinched open in an instant and a packet full of terror-repelling powder was stuffed in. The powder sucked up the little moisture in his mouth in the blink of an eye, making him cough.

When he really struggled hard, Gong Qiying couldn't hold him down any longer and allowed the other party to take two steps back, staggering and falling to the ground.

"You - cough cough cough,"

Leon pointed at Gong Qiying and wanted to say something with an angry look on his face. Suddenly, as if a freeze button was pressed, his whole body stopped.

Because he found that all the messy voices in his head disappeared?

"How is this possible?"

He murmured and stared at his hands. The moment he took the terror-repelling powder, his eyes became clear.

There are many questions in this world:

For example, can you summon Jobs by playing Pen Fairy with Apple Pencil? Can Kobe be resurrected by collecting seven golden basketballs?

Did Miyazaki Hidetaka pass Scarlet Corruption on his way home when he was a child? Was the amusement park he often visited called Sain Ancient City? Did his friends have the surnames Yang and Feng?

Which is the most torturous map, the Path of Pain, the White Blood Church or the Pagoda?

Leon's current doubt is that this medicinal powder that he has never even heard of can actually cure his abnormal state! ?

He was stunned for a long time, and after confirming that there were no more strange sounds in his ears, he said with a complicated expression: "Thank you, boss,"

It's really surprising that this ordinary prop shop owner in front of me has such magical things.

The education he received since childhood told Leon that now is the time to express gratitude.

"One silver coin, thank you for your patronage,"

"Ah, okay," Leon touched his body and found out awkwardly that he didn't bring any money. That's right, who would put money in pajamas.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't bring any money. Can you ask my companion to come over later——"

He got stuck mid-sentence because he suddenly remembered that everyone in the strategy team was currently in the same negative state as him, and they were probably half useless.

"Um, boss, can we discuss something?"

Leon smiled sarcastically, having never felt so downtrodden before. "Can you pay the bill on credit first? I'll go home and get the money."

"Okay," Gong Qiying nodded indifferently, "Didn't you just ask your companions to send it over?"

"They are all the same as me just now."

He was silent for a moment, and raised his hand to smooth his hair. This was his signature move when he felt confident. His shiny blond hair made his fashion value soar by several levels.

But this time, my arms felt extremely heavy and I couldn't lift them up, so I had to hang my hands and ask: "Can you lend me a few packs of anti-phobia powder first? I'll come back and give the money as soon as I cure my companion."

Only those who have personally experienced fear can know how terrible it is. The most terrifying thing in the past came like a wave, and a wave swept you into the dark and dark sea. You were surrounded by indescribable things that stared at you, but they could be concrete. Become your fear.

After waking up from that state, he wanted to immediately free his companions from their fear, and didn't want to make them wait any longer.

Although he is obsessed with face and sometimes has a bad temper, he is still a person who values ​​his partners.

Gong Qiying looked him up and down but said nothing.

"I promise with my face that I will never default on my debt!" Leon pulled back his hair, revealing his pale but handsome face.

"Are you going to rip your face off and give it to me?"

Leon blinked, as if he did not expect to receive such an answer. After a moment, he suddenly understood and asked: "You don't know me?"

"Should I know you?" Gong Qiying said deliberately. In fact, he had known you for a long time.

"I"

Leon opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing. He felt a little disappointed but also a little happy at the same time?

Disappointed because his fame has not yet reached the level of household names, happy because his embarrassing appearance will not be spread.

He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll go get the money now. Please prepare three packets of anti-terror powder for me. I'll be back soon."

Because he has not eaten or drunk anything until now, his body is still a little weak, but for his companions, he still has to run with his sick body.

"Wait,"

Just as he was about to go out, Gong Qiying suddenly stopped him.

"Take these away, and pay together later," he lined up several packets of anti-terror powder on the counter and smiled, "I know from your face that you won't break your promise, I believe you for now."

If you dare to run away from the bill, don't even think about staying in the Sean Dungeon.

Leon was deeply moved. He grabbed the anti-terror powder on the counter and said loudly: "Thank you, boss. I'll leave first!"

"Wait, there's one more thing,"

Gong Qiying threw him a piece of candy and said, "Eat this to restore your physical strength. I'm really afraid that you will die suddenly on the way. This also costs money."

"Candy?" Leon threw the candy into his mouth and smacked it twice. It tasted like apples, sour and sweet.

"Huh?" He suddenly found that his physical strength was recovering rapidly, as if he had drunk a bottle of physical potion.

Facing his surprised eyes, Gong Qiying said lightly: "It's produced in the food paradise, don't make a fuss."

[Apple Soft Candy (from "Dawn Legend")]

[Mental power required for every ten units: 5]

[No combat power]

[Can restore a small amount of physical strength after consumption]

"Thank you, boss," Leon thanked him more sincerely and turned to leave.

"There's one more thing,"

Gong Qiying threw a pair of slippers over and said:

"Put on your shoes before leaving."