"As for its feeding, it's very simple. "You shouldn't be short of money, you only need to feed it two catties of beef every day...... It just stays by your side, in your pocket, in your backpack, and it won't come out unless you command it. ”

Mai Fan looked at this bug, to be honest, it was not cute at all.

But when the other party handed it over, it seemed to be able to understand human speech, and it didn't move quietly at all.

Mai Fan touched the diary...... A line of small print is displayed on it.

'The most basic scarab beetle (advanced) perk: extremely sensitive to flesh and blood, extremely strong penetrating power, hard, strong attack power, and there will be no end unless the master stops after receiving the command. ’

Oh, that's a good thing.

Mai Fan looked at this explanation and was moved.

And the beetle lay quietly in his palm, motionless, very quiet.

Let people like Mai Fan who are indifferent to insects think it's a little cute.

"Thank you then. He finally accepted: "I have a pet called Big Black, and a cat called Little White ......."

"It looks like it's supposed to be one of those tough bugs that doesn't need to be protected, so let's call it Blackie. ”

This name stunned the people and monsters lying outside the fence and standing in the tavern.

Is there any direct relationship between being strong and the name Blackie?

In the end, he opened a tavern in this market, and his brain circuit is different from others.

Pharaoh No. 6 finally settled down.

He put the kraft paper in his hand, and with a shake, the thick kraft was directly divided into two.

"Look, this is our Pharaoh's special way of rubbing, the agreement has penetrated the animal skin, and there is no second person who can forge the agreement in your hands with me. ”

"Okay, today's deal is settled, and it doesn't make any use to stay here. ”

"Then I wish you good luck as a little friend, and hope that you will come back alive and fulfill your obligations. ”

After saying this, Pharaoh Six put his cloak on his head and walked barefoot out of the tavern.

When he reached the door of the fence yard, he stopped to say hello to Dahei.

"It's my big black cat. ”

"Well, why don't you come to the pyramid and be my pet, where you will be glorified. ”

Who thought that Da Hei was very backbone and flicked his tail, but with a meow, he ran into the tavern, and with a bang, he closed the tavern.

As the big black entered, the neon sign that was open at the door flashed twice.

By the time everyone came back to their senses, the words on it had already become three words in rest.

"Hey, no, what's going on? It's closed?"

"Didn't this just receive a wave of guests? This is closed? Are you angry after being exposed?"

"The brother inside tells us what's going on, right?"

Coincidentally, Lisbon and the sixth pharaoh came out on the front and back feet.

Because there were many people at the door, the two people were directly blocked at the door.

"Hey, this old gentleman is the first to go in, which means that there are six people in it at a time, and the first guest is you, right? ”

"Can you tell me if the food here is as amazing as they say? ”

Lisbon heard the shouting of the crowd, and he subconsciously glanced at the pharaoh beside him.

This is the real partner of the tavern, and he, who is only invited to eat and drink, should not cause trouble to the owner.

And the Pharaoh Six, who had already ordered the food he wanted, didn't want to say to the group outside, "Why should I tell you?"

"If you want to know, ask yourself. ”

"Get out of the way, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you civilians. ”

What arrogant words these are, everyone is an abnormal person, who is afraid of whom.

There are people with hot tempers, and they just squeeze over to do it.

But he heard the sixth pharaoh snort coldly: "Huh!?" and let the man grab his cloak.

"You speak to me politely! Say what you want, don't scold people if you don't like it!"

Before the man finished speaking, a huge pain came from his palm, and he directly let go of the hand holding the collar.

When he opened his palm, he saw that his palm had been cut into a large opening.

The man frowned and looked at the pharaoh's neckline, just about to punch this unruly guy directly......

But I heard a rustling sound around me......

"Oh my God...... Fog grass!"

"Pharaoh, Egypt, run!! Oh my God!"

The senses were clearest at a distance, because under the cloak that the pharaoh had mopped, layers of scarabs began to emerge...... They were like sharks smelling blood, surging towards the crowd around them.

Boom la la la......

No matter how awesome the person is, it's still in the early stages of the ability.

How many people were strong from the start?

Who hasn't made themselves stronger through the accumulation of training and exercise.

Only the sixth pharaoh ...... It has been king from the beginning.

Although it has only just been revived, it is different from ordinary people like Mai Fan who have been inspired by the revival of the earth...... It is an old antique that has experienced a boom period, and it is also a strong existence from the beginning and extends to the present.

So, in this bazaar, there is hardly anyone who is his opponent.

Those lucky ones who have the ability to communicate with the natural elements find that these black beetles are actually indestructible.

And the attack of other attributes...... Even the shell of the scarab beetle could not be broken.

It was only at this time that the first person to do it was scared.

Because so many black scarabs were released by the Pharaoh, more of them were used to drive away the crowd.

But only against his scarab beetle is really going to die.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong, I ......was wrong, I

Pharaoh No. 6 hid under his massive cloak and remained silent as the black beetle gradually crawled over the shell of the disrespectful man opposite.

"Uh......" Lisbon was a little unbearable, and the man just tugged at his collar......

But since the previous pharaoh came out of the tavern, it was as if he had changed as a different person.

That kind of coercion is much stronger than before entering the tavern.

That old, stale smell, clinging to him, convinced Lisbon that he was really an old monster who had been resurrected from a long, long time ago.