I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

Chapter 447: They have adultery?

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But the next moment.

Roger frowned in his heart.

Because this earthen jar actually needs to be purchased with ancient currency!

Although the two ancient currencies in his hand were not particularly hard to come by.

But after dealing with the "killer disguised as a drunkard", it is not difficult to see its value.

And this professional black merchant only accepts ancient currencies.

This made Roger more convinced of his thoughts.

Ancient silver coins and ancient gold coins.

He is not willing to give it away!

The other side.

The professional black businessman saw Roger staying in silence.

He took the initiative to strike up a conversation:

"Do you need a crock?"

"A good crock pot, with all due respect, with your luck, boss, you will definitely be able to produce the best props."

"Do not believe?"

"Well, I'll give you three for free..."

"Um... I'll help you smash it!"

The dialog just ended.

Roger saw the scene of professional black businessmen picking up and dropping cans.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Three crisp sounds.

Three objects floated in front of Roger.

He glanced intently.

"Weeds (several): Can be used to make fires, but cannot withstand the field of deadly silence."

"Viper: Be careful!!"

"The Badge of the Dragon Carl Nobles (Blood Inspiration): After wearing this item, all areas under the control of the Dragon Carl family can enter and exit for free, and you can enjoy a 20% discount when purchasing items

"You found a new entry: blood"

"Blood (2): All your attacks will have a 3% lifesteal effect."

Roger Nunu's mouth.

One can be used out of three jars.

And the effect is in life.

This kind of luck will bid farewell to this kind of sweepstakes, right?

The black merchant on the opposite side showed a stern smile:

"Oh, it's actually okay, at least there is an item, right?"

"And I just opened it for you. It’s normal to have bad luck. I can only sell the cans because of bad luck... Think about it, you buy the cans from me, which is the opposite of my luck. Could it be bad luck?"

"Buy as many as you like, let's have a little fun..."

Looking at the dialog box that popped up.

Roger also found it strange.

This is the first guy he has encountered in the two-dimensional world with such a ‘passionate’.

Although it is to promote sales.

But the other party's logic seems to have no loopholes.

Unfortunately.

After Roger's repeated consideration.

He still decided not to consume ancient silver coins and ancient gold coins on this kind of luck.

But he was unwilling to give up the opportunity to prove that he was a lucky man.

So he pondered for a moment.

Started to crash the black merchant wooden sticks frantically.

A series of dialog boxes also opened.

"Roger (Test): If I don't have ancient silver coins and ancient gold coins, how can I buy your jar?"

"Wooden stick (firm): No if!"

"Roger (Daqi): Why?"

"Wooden stick: Because you have it!"

"Wooden stick (definitely): And more than one!"

"Wooden stick (proud): Don't want to lie to me, I can always smell the smell of ancient currency!"

"Roger (helpless): Well, I do have some, but I don't want to consume them..."

"Wooden stick (smile):..."

"Roger (laughs): Is there really no other way?"

"Wooden stick (thinking):..."

Roger was overjoyed.

Since the other party is thinking.

That means there is room for discussion.

He guessed.

During this process.

My own charm, authority, valuation, accounting, and negotiation skills have all played a role.

Because the dialog box is frantically refreshing.

These skills have changed from a gray state to a half-flashing active state.

It can be seen that the world of Sombra is indeed different from the general two-dimensional world.

Many details here are the same as the main material world!

Thought of this.

Roger somehow suddenly sounded the curse of "the mutual transformation of reality and game" mentioned by Sandi.

Follow a similar logic.

The world of Sombra is so close to the law of the main material world.

Is it possible that it was originally a complete three-dimensional world.

Is it just compressed by some powerful force?

When similar thoughts arise.

Roger's brain began to imagine uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the stick ended the thinking in time.

Start to respond.

"Wooden stick (seriously): I do have a problem that needs to be dealt with. Seeing that you have the courage to walk alone in this wilderness, let me give you a chance!"

"Reminder: The stick has released you a special task (The Lost Hand), do you accept it? Accept it successfully!"

"Task Name: The Missing Hand"

"Mission description: The professional black business wooden stick lost the mysterious prop "Miracle" he relied on for survival. That was the tool he used to make the "Mysterious Crock Pot"!

Before losing this prop.

He once met the bandit leader of Steel Dragon Mountain.

He suspected that it was the evil creature.

But I don't want to make the relationship with the overlord here too stiff.

So I entrust you to find that tool;

Note: Ganglong Mountain is just north of the three-way intersection, and there are road signs nearby to view.”

"Additional Task: Raw Material Collection"

"Raw material collection: on the premise of bringing back the ‘magic hand’.

The sticks also need some ‘scorching black soil’ from the ‘Shadow Clan’s Plains’.

If you are interested.

Can bring some back for him.

He won’t let you work for free.”

"Task Reward: 200 Mysterious Crock Pots (Master)

50 mysterious earthen jars (raw materials

"It feels like RPG..."

Look at this series of mission instructions.

Roger seems to be playing a role-playing game in the pixel era.

The black business's mission coincides with his path.

For this.

Roger has no surprises.

Instead, he was a little wary.

He even began to wonder if this was a conspiracy from Olmedo!

But soon.

Roger denied this idea.

The identity of professional black businessmen is very special—

As early as the moment he got the ancient silver coin, he knew that this kind of special existence only belonged to a secret and ancient organization: the Xingzhe Chamber of Commerce.

Although the personnel of this organization are not good at fighting.

But the background is extremely scary.

They haunt the nine planets and many planes.

Only use ancient currencies to trade with others.

Because the items sold by professional black merchants are all top-notch things on the local plane.

Therefore, there has been a wave of chasing professional black businessmen on planets such as Mystra and Quinan.

It's just that these people's whereabouts are too misty.

So the trend soon died down.

But even so.

Roger's historical knowledge is also enough to let him know the meaning of the title of professional black business.

This is different from a killer who pretends to be a drunkard.

This is an organization that is not convenient to offend.

Therefore.

Roger hasn't used improper means to engage in earthenware.

Also based on this reason.

Olmerdo should not have the ability to control professional black businessmen.

Thought of this.

Roger felt relieved.

Then he asked:

"Any other tasks?"

"I think I can do multiple tasks at the same time!"

The subtext is to take the task all at once.

Then clear it out in one breath.

The old habits of online game players.

The stick said in a bad tone:

"Do I seem to have so much trouble?"

Roger said with a bit of disappointment:

"All right."

The stick said impatiently:

"Okay, go, don't hinder me from doing business."

"If you really have the ability, go and get the boss of the first-tier prison, the thug Hugo, to do it, and I will give you 500 earthen jars for free!"

"If you don't have the ability, don't force it..."

Roger's heart moved:

"Mob Hugo?"

"Prison boss?"

"level one?"

The stick became even more impatient.

He immediately responded with his arms akimbo:

"How can you behave like a stranger than me?"

"You don't know nothing, do you?"

"Consider buying a map?"

Speaking of the last sentence.

His portrait changed from impatience to smile again.

Roger bargained skillfully:

"I can help you do the task to deduct it!"

"Or converted into an equivalent earthen jar..."

The stick rolled his eyes frantically.

Roger's face was scarcely sullen.

He hit the head of the stick frantically.

The professional black business was directly knocked out.

a long time.

The stick finally agreed to Roger's request.

He advanced a map to Roger at the price equivalent to 50 crock pots.

On the data bar.

"You have obtained the map of the first level of the world of Sombra (known land

"Map (from east to west):

Outskirts of the prison (the fire burial ground in Bailu District, the shadow of Ganglong Mountain, Aixin Town, Old Tower District...)

Heijing Prison (abandoned gate, Mummies Square, death row, canteen, injection room, warden’s office...)

Chaos Cube (Caesar's Corner, Smile Town, Bronze Residence in the White Forest...)

Remark 1: The entrance of the second floor (the center floor) is located in ‘Smile Town’"

"There are quite a few small maps..."

Roger scanned every detail of the map carefully.

Judging from the current progress.

It might be a long time before he rescued Sophia and Felton.

But this is indeed not anxious.

Roger can only pray silently that Olmedo will not tear up his vote in anger.

Now.

He put away the map.

Follow the coordinates.

Set out in the direction of Steel Dragon Mountain.

The time consumed by this road is quite long.

Until midnight.

He successfully reached the foothills of Steel Dragon Mountain.

Taking into account that the night dead field effect is doubled and the field of view is limited.

A high-dimensional perspective cannot fully take care of the overall situation.

Roger simply set up a tent at the foot of the mountain and began to rest.

No words for a night.

And the same night.

Olmedo, who is located in the Dome of Vantaa, the highest level in the world, feels a little uncomfortable.

He stands at the top of the tower.

Do your best to overlook the world below.

He has been watching for a long, long time.

And also exhausted his vision and authority.

I don't know why.

He has never seen the figure of the veteran!

This situation is rare.

Although Olmedo's authority has not been exaggerated to the point where the entire Sombra world is his eyeliner.

But at least 13 lots can be monitored!

What he could see most clearly was the middle level—every corner near Bliss Street, and he knew everything about it, and because of this, the Starry Sky Protoss established its base camp there.

And the upper and the bottom.

There are indeed many blind spots.

But it shouldn't have been for so long to find nothing!

Aldomus thought very seriously.

When smelling an unusual smell.

His first reaction was—

Did the veteran get around the center layer by some means and plot a plan to subvert himself in a corner he couldn't detect?

It was this concern that made Olmerdo a little unhappy.

Of course he believes in his own power.

But what he hates most is when things are not in control.

The presence of seniors made him very upset.

And this one is better.

The senior man simply disappeared!

Olmedo can hardly contain his crazy suspicions.

After a while.

He reached out and called his subordinates:

"Add troops to the entrance of each floor!"

"Pay special attention to the Vanta floor!"

"There is also the "Stairway to Heaven" that may be hidden! "

"Do it now!"

Although the subordinate hesitated.

But still resolutely executed the order.

Wait for the man to go down.

There was a faint voice in the shadow behind Olmedo:

"This is the third time you have issued a surge order today."

"Don't you think it's a fuss?"

"Father?"

That is a ragdoll-like girl.

Her eyes are blood red.

At this moment, he is slowly walking out of the shadows.

Olmedo shook his head:

"Facing an unknown adversary, we can't be too cautious."

"I have told you many times that we can be very arrogant, but deep down we must understand that being careful is the way to survive. This is the truth given to us by the starry sky. You shouldn't understand..."

The girl stuck her tongue out:

"But your reaction is indeed excessive."

"Maybe that veteran is walking around in a corner at the bottom!"

"Maybe he didn't even think about saving people!"

"That's why you can't see it."

Olmedo shook his head confidently:

"Do not!"

"He will not."

The girl asked thoughtfully:

"why?"

Olmedo glanced at her reproachfully:

"I have told you many times that the details determine success or failure. You were there when the world of Sombra came that day. Didn't you see any clues?"

The girl looked blank:

"what?"

Olmerdo sighed:

"The weapon that the senior person is holding does not belong to him, but to the female of the Celestial Race!"

"If you change to you, will you hand over your most important weapon to someone else?"

The girl's eyes lit up:

"Are there any adultery between them?"

Olmerdo said silently:

"more or less."

"In short, the relationship between them must be extraordinary!"

"That senior person will never give up that **** girl..."

"This is a certain fact!"

The girl was convincing and authentic:

"Worthy of being a father!"

"Such details are grasped!"

Olmerdo snorted coldly:

"This is the most basic thing."

"Since that veteran will mobilize all his power to save the girl of the Celestial Race, then he will definitely think of some strategies that will fight us..."

"For the above reasons, a simple increase in troops may not be enough to prevent potential risks."

"I hope you can go there yourself."

The girl nodded:

"I understand. UU reading www.uukansshu.com"

"I'm going to change the baby now."

"Leave it to me, father, I love torturing and killing adulterous couples the most...hehehe..."

Steel Dragon Mountain.

In the tent.

On the eve of his dream, Roger somehow came up with such a thought:

"If I don't save Sophia."

"And she happened to die again."

"Does this Hundred Battle Knife completely belong to me?"