Chapter 2071: cost

I spit on the stars flying across, with an exaggerated tone and serious expression, I made up a thrilling adventure on an isolated island.
In the end, even I almost believed it myself.
The people on the other side also listened with gusto. Eddie Aldington lit a cigarette, savoring my story, and vomiting smoke.
Giles Ivy even held out a few teacups, one for each, I was no exception, and filled them one by one, and then took the teacups and started drinking.
Philip Walker is one of the most unruly of them. From the very beginning, he was out of tune with other people's performances. When the other people put down the barbecue because of my word, he feasted and feasted, and everyone else ordered While smoking and drinking tea, he put down his teacup, picked up a bamboo tube, and unplugged it.
As the stopper was pulled out, the strong aroma of wine came out, I suddenly gave a rousing shot, stopped talking, was silent for a second, and said: "This is... wine?"
Jefferson Gassir smiled bitterly: "Yes, and it's a strong drink made by dwarves."
"No problem?" I looked worried.
"I don't know about others, but his words are still fine."
"As a berserker, what's the point of not bleeding or drinking?" Philip Walker wiped his mouth, yelled, and handed the bamboo tube to me, saying, "Your story is very good. Would you like to drink it?"
"Then I will be disrespectful."
I took the bamboo tube and took a sharp sip. The pungent sensation followed my mouth straight into my stomach, and my entire chest was burning: "Good wine."
"Are you okay?" Jefferson Gassir was a little worried: "This is hard liquor."
I smiled back: "No problem, I drink a lot."
After the pungent burning sensation, I finished the rest of the story in one breath.
"It's hard to imagine that you can think of so many ways to survive, and be able to kill all groups of pterosaurs. It really impresses me."
Philip Walker drank the last drop of strong alcohol, wiped his mouth, and said loudly.
Jefferson Gassir reluctantly glanced at him, shook his head, and apologized slightly: "I made you laugh. He is like this. He never knows how to deal with friends, and his voice is loud."
I smiled: "So, do you treat me as a friend?"
Eddie Aldington turned the revolver: "Of course, otherwise I won't invite you over for tea."
"But having said that, just like Walker said, it is amazing that you are able to deal with pterosaurs in the isolated island and come back alive. It is no wonder that your level will rise so quickly."
"Is there?" I smiled without humility: "It's okay~"
"What level are you now?" Baker Jody asked abruptly.
"Level twelve."
"What about the profession?"
"Sword Soul...Well, Sword Soul."
"It turned out to be the sword soul" she nodded: "It's also related to me."
"Can you ask about your occupation?"
"Jianzong" she replied coolly.
"Excuse me, how did you know that the Sword Sect is related to the Sword Soul?"
Baker Jody didn't answer directly, but looked at me in surprise.
"That...Is my problem bad?"
"No, it's not too bad, it's just... you haven't asked for a new version of the Adventurer's Manual from the Adventurer Base?"
"Yes, there is already, but I haven't had time to read..."
"No wonder" Baker Jody nodded: "You should read the above. The first half of this book is about monsters in the dungeon, and the second half is about the general information of adventurers' occupations, and the appearance of each occupation. Top talent."
I woke up like a dream, thank you again and again.
In other words, in the days when I was a novice adventurer, I highly admired the adventurer's manual, and used the knowledge of the above content as the criterion for judging whether an adventurer is qualified.
However, when I possessed strong self-healing power and strong offensive killing intent, I gradually forgot my original intention. I only knew how to rely on these two abilities blindly, and constantly be tough. I don’t know that in the long run, I will become A passionate fool who only knows how to use brute force, but doesn't know how to use his brain.
Such a guy, but the kind of person I have ever despised!
After lunch, we went back to our respective positions and continued to spawn monsters.
The cannibal tree can no longer stop me, even the elite cannibal tree can only cause limited trouble to me.
In the afternoon, people from the Elf Squad waited for me at the portal.
"I'm curious, where are your teammates?" Eddie Aldington asked.
"They are brushing sand pythons on the 22nd floor."
"Do you think they are slow to upgrade and develop alone, or do you take the lead and be the pioneer?" Philip Walker asked bluntly, not caring how I would react.
"Of course it's the latter."
"It turned out to be Pathfinder" he was a little disappointed: "If it's the former, I would like to invite you to team up with us."
"If it were the former, you probably wouldn't team up with me, right?" I curled my lips: "After all, an adventurer who will leave his companions behind is not a trusted adventurer."
"Upgrading alone is not the same as leaving your partner." He shook his head and retorted me: "If you leave your partner and team up with us because of their weakness, I will definitely not agree to you, but the situation is different right now. Even if you are in danger, you have not considered teaming up with others, which is enough to prove your loyalty to your partner."
"It seems to make sense to hear you say that." I chuckled. "But I'm still sorry, please allow me to refuse again. Although joining you, the mob spawning will be smoother, but I also said that I am just For those who come to explore the way, if I think the monsters here are suitable for partners, I will call them over and brush them together."
"So, what do you think of the monsters here? Is it suitable to greet your companions?"
"The original words were not suitable. Now, they are not bad." As he said, he bent his arms and touched the bulging muscles: "I have become stronger and can protect my companions."
"It turns out that it's not that I don't want to fight monsters with my companions, but I am more personal heroism. I always want to protect my companions with my own strength." Giles Ivy shook his head and said: "You will make your companions feel troubled by this."
"Troubled?" I wondered: "Where do I start?"
"You are a team, a group that needs to make progress together. If you always want to lead other people, it will create a lot of pressure for them and make them feel very tired."
Several other people nodded in sympathy.
"What you said makes sense." After thinking about it for a while, I agreed with her: "But allow me to reject your kindness. The current situation in Hefeng Mainland is changing rapidly. Every day there are conflicts in the army. I want to gain a foothold in a sensitive world. , You must have a strong enough strength, and if you want to become strong, you must pay a price."
"And this is my price."
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