Chapter 233: Reverie

After swaying a whole circle, twelve or three Amons were killed. I sat at the portal on the sixteenth floor and ate bread.
As I was able to chew, I suddenly remembered the twisted Matthew knife, I even forgot to ask old Paige to rebuild it.
Oh My God!
I blamed myself repeatedly while rubbing my hair indiscriminately.
Many silver hairs were broken by me and fell flutteringly. A few of them fell on the bread in my hands.
The corners of my eyes twitched, staring at the silver hair on the bread, and I always felt a sentence: self-inflicted, no life!
After eating the bread, I went down to the sixteenth floor.
Coincidentally, I ran into the sisters of the Rose Legion that I met yesterday. They were like a group of hardworking bees, surrounding a nearby piranha and launched a fierce attack.
Although the effect of each attack is so inconspicuous, it is triumphant in the large number of people, they firmly believe that as long as the great wheel tactical thinking is carried forward, no monster can't kill it!
This is one of the things I think they are more kind.
just--
"Ah, it's a pervert adult!"
With a soft drink, the girls turned their heads.
"Lord pervert got up so early!"
"Is the satyr also here to clean up monsters?"
"Nonsense, Lord Pervert isn't here to deal with monsters, isn't it better to be lascivious!"
"Wow, I'm so scared, Satyr, the Lun family already has a sweetheart, but it's not you."
Then there was a hot conversation, like a group of small house sparrows having a tea party.
I heard my head buzzing, my whole person was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to relax, my brain twitched, and suddenly the sentence came out: "Comrades have worked hard."
"Lord Pervert is the hardest!" A clever girl reacted fastest.
Afterwards, a group of girls screamed, "Lord Satyr has worked hard" on the left, and screamed, "Lord Satyr has worked hard" on the right.
I shouted that my face was red and my neck was hot, and I always felt as if I had done something very shameful.
Not far away, there are also some very hard-working adventurer teams. After hearing the cheering and cheering of the girls, they looked at me with complicated eyes, which clearly revealed two meanings: scum and stallion.
I can't wait to look up to the sky and shout: I was wronged!
However, I think that this thing is like this. If you think you are good at the beginning, even if you put on a stinky fart, the other party can still smell the scent of roses from the smell; and from the beginning, If you are determined to be bad, it means that your fart smell is really like a rose-like fragrance, and the other party can still find a stinky smell in this fragrance.
This is the power of impression!
And now, I have been regarded as the spokesperson for the scum stallion by the few adventurers in front of me. Once this impression is established, even if I jump into the moat, it is probably not clear.
Fortunately, I don't know them, and I don't think there will be any intersection.
but!
There is a saying that goes well: good things don’t go out, bad things spread for thousands of miles!
God knows, if any of these people have a long tongue, add more oil and vinegar and some sauce to this matter today, so make it together, and sell it to the Ai Rui Times.
When the time comes, I will open another door, I really want to cry without tears.
It doesn't matter anything else, if you let Phoenix and the others know, they will definitely hang me up and fight!
In order to avoid this terrible thing from happening, I decided to find an excuse to stay away from this group of girls.
However, leaving so bluntly and stunnedly, it was a bit too inhumane.
After thinking about it again, I decided to say goodbye to them: "I'm leaving now, comrades have worked hard, take care of the blame!"
"Lord pervert, go slowly!" The girls all stretched out their hands and said goodbye to me. That scene... was so amazing that there was nothing to say!
Running all the way to the seventeenth floor, I finally calmed down and was ready to fight monsters.
Under normal circumstances, the monsters on the seventeenth floor are the limit for me.
I am level seven and they are level eight.
As I said before, monsters and adventurers of the same level will always be much stronger than adventurers.
Adventurers of the same level often need to form a group to brush monsters of the same level.
The emergence of leapfrog challenges will only manifest in three kinds of people: people who die, fighting lunatics, and people who are more special in some aspects.
Needless to say, those who die, they are just a group of walking luncheon meat.
As for the fighting lunatics, these are a group of humanoid creatures that cannot be explained by words, bloodthirsty, easy to kill, and dreaming of fighting and monsters all the time.
Su Tengbo who fought with me yesterday is half, and I, who acted under the trend of killing intent, can also be regarded as half a fighting lunatic.
One can imagine how crazy the fighting lunatic is.
Leapfrogging challenge is the happiest instinct of this kind of humanoid creatures, even if they may die at any time, they will definitely charge forward without hesitation.
Therefore, in my opinion, the fighting lunatic and the dying person are almost the same type, the only difference is that the fighting lunatic is dying to enjoy the joy of fighting, and the dying person simply wants to die. .
The third type of people is somewhat intriguing.
The word ‘special’ has many meanings.
It's like the Yang Kuo and his party encountered before, belonging to the special type of Summoner, who can rely on the summoned objects to fight.
After the summons are strong enough, they can single-swipe them or challenge higher-level monsters.
Of course, there are many adventurers with special occupations similar to them.
And I belong to another category of ‘special’.
When I first started spawning monsters, I also looked forward to the adventurer team that would accept me, no matter what kind of adventurer team it was.
However, with a piece of my iron film that was completely out of touch with Taito, and a set of tricky, weird, exaggerated combat methods, I was directly blacklisted by all the adventurers I've seen in a small queue.
Coupled with the new arrival, my knowledge of the world is still too shallow.
As a last resort, I became a hard-working and dangerous single-skiller.
The life of the single-skilled clan was difficult. After countless survivors and nine deaths, I finally made the leap from the hard-pressed single-slashing clan to a single-slashing expert.
These hard and dangerous days are not in vain, my personal strength, combat skills and combat experience even far surpass most adventurers.
After this, a team of adventurers tried to approach me, got close to me, and waited for an opportunity to draw me in.
Of course, I, who have become accustomed to brushing alone, will definitely not accept the favor of strangers.
Who knows if this is a pie or a trap?
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