Chapter 1543 is still the seventh sense, or the corner of that fate

"It's like you've done something stupid." Coming out of the teleportation array, everyone shrugged their shoulders weakly, no different from the team that had just fought a monster and returned tired.

"I feel ashamed when I think about it...... "I'm also depressed and weak."

Why would you argue about that kind of thing in that kind of place? It feels like arguing whether tofu is sweet or salty, with one side being sweet and the other being salty.

Recalling the embarrassing clip of arguing about Mo Mo noodles and roasting Mo Mo in the cave just now, and almost didn't roll up his sleeves and scuffle, everyone had a facial twitch, how empty this heart was.

"Little brother, do you want to see other places?" Sagiri glanced at the other teleportation arrays.

"It's pretty much like that anyway."

"That's right, there are seven of them that breed Momo, and ten ......of them that breed livestock," Sa Qili counted one by one.

"Then don't need to, let's see it when we have time." I thought about it and shook my head.

"Huh? Really not going? Maybe Momo in other places has matured. She said with a look of regret.

"It's just right for you to see the charm of roasted Momo, little brother."

"I'm really sorry, I've already eaten freshly baked Momo, and I don't think it's delicious with Momo noodles."

No! Stop! Don't get involved in the conflict between Momo noodles and roasted Momo anymore! I shouted loudly in my heart, but I couldn't control my mouth.

In every man's life, there will be at least one or two things that must be held on to the end, and that's probably it.

"Uh-huh~~" Sa Qili narrowed her eyes, as if there was a storm brewing again.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, she hugged me and rubbed her hands on my face.

"Grilled Momo is the best, isn't it?"

While rubbing my face, the other hand quickly went around the back of the head, pressed it slightly, and unsuspectingly, I subconsciously nodded my head.

"Long live, the younger brother has abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, admitting that the roasted Momo is the best."

Before I could protest, Sagili was already in the lead, jumping and cheering and announcing loudly.

Can...... Damn, I was defeated by such a conspiracy, Veras, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for your special Momo face!!

My back was pale, and Otz, with a face full of remorse, fell to his knees, as if the whole world had lost its color.

"Don't mind, little brother newcomer, Sa Qili is like this, although she is very reliable in battle, but sometimes she will play like a child." Daga patted me sympathetically on the shoulder.

"Yes, yes, it's like a saying, the older you get, the younger, right." Tulakov grinned.

Aging a finger!

"Poof――――――!!!"

Looking at Tulakov, who bent over and coughed like an old man, and Saqili, who put away her slender fingers with a murderous smile, we couldn't help but shiver.

In the Third World, you should never discuss the topic of age with female adventurers, and Tulakov is even more self-defeating.

Finally, we walked around the residential area, the biggest difference between this and the first world camp is that the houses are built in an orderly manner, and there is no way to reduce the size of the camp.

However, there is also a lot of room for you to worry about population expansion or other problems.

"It doesn't seem like there's a training ground or a ring or anything like that." I looked all the way and compared it to the camp in the First World, and subconsciously muttered to myself.

"There's no need for that, it's the best training ground outside." Finally, despite the troubles of aging, Tulakov, who was alive again, scrambled to answer, not forgetting to pose a battle and look at Shahik defiantly.

"The ring is the same, if you want to compete, just find a random place outside, the camp doesn't have this condition." Shahik ignored the other party and took over the topic.

"If there is no training ground, what should the inhabitants of the Third World do, what should everyone's children do, those children who have the talent to become adventurers, and can't be sent back to the First World to cultivate, can they only waste these talents and let them spend their lives as civilians?"

"This question is mentioned well, of course it is not the case, if they have talent, we will also train them to be excellent adventurers, but the environment and conditions of the camp are not suitable, those qualified children, are sent to other places, you ask Raphael, she knows better than us."

"I see, it seems that there are really a lot of things that must be understood." I nodded and replied.

Both the first and second worlds have mechanisms for cultivating adventurers, of course, the best and most perfect way to do it is to send them to the training camp of the first world, and in the third world, these methods do not seem to be very realistic, what should be done? I'm already a little impatient to find out.

"There are more than 20,000 civilians in the camp, most of them are responsible for the planting and breeding work you just saw underground, and the remaining small part are people with a skill, and we have the responsibility to protect them, everyone plays their role in the post, and because of this, the camp can continue to run, and everyone can not worry about food and clothing."

As I listened, I watched, as Sagili said, everyone was busy with a clear division of labor, and some children as young as five or six years old would also follow their parents to do some housework as much as they could.

Contrary to what I had imagined, the civilians here did not express the slightest fear and despair because of the powerful infernal forces they had to face in the Third World, but rather a sense of fulfillment than the camp dwellers of the First and Second Worlds.

Here, a kind of poverty and hard abundance is maintained.

"Huh?"

"What's wrong, little brother?"

Seeing that my footsteps paused slightly, as if I had seen something strange, Sa Qili on the side asked curiously.

"No, nothing." I shook my head and continued to walk.

For a moment just now, I seemed to see Mi Seya's figure, how could she put down her patrol work and come here, could it be that I was dazzled?

It took an afternoon to finally walk around the camp, have a general understanding, and seeing the dusk fall, I thanked the enthusiastic tour guides for seeing them off.

"By the way, Aunt Qili, do you know a blacksmith named Lucogas?" Before parting, I suddenly remembered what Old Man Farah had said to me before leaving, and tried to ask.

"Rukogas?" Everyone's faces suddenly became strange.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"No, it's just that I didn't expect that the little brother, who knows almost nothing here, would know the name Lucogas." Saqili smiled and shook her head.

"It's some stingy guy who told me, do you know this guy Rucogas?"

"In this way, the stingy guy you are talking about is not simple, even in the Third World, there are not many people who know Lukogas, and even fewer people can meet him."

"Sounds like a haunted guy."

"It's not that it sounds, but it's such a person, to be honest, if I hadn't been lucky enough to meet it once, I would probably have thought that this person was just a fabricated rumor." Sa Qili's smile seemed a little helpless.

"What's the matter, if you don't mind, can you sue me, Aunt Qili?"

"Hmm...... Rukogas is a ......" paused, she seemed to sort out the words in her mind, and then spoke slowly.

"People who know him say he's an underground blacksmith."

"Underground blacksmith?"

"That's right, it means you can only meet him underground, like a cave or something."

"Why did you run to that place?"

"It's said to be for the purpose of digging forging, I don't know if that's the case, but the only time I met him was in a cave." As if thinking of something funny, Sagiri let out a chuckle.

"There is another rumor, little brother, how is the cave of the first world?"

"Huh?" I didn't quite understand what she was trying to ask.

"Is the passage complicated? How big is it? Take, for example, the evil caverns in the Blood Wilderness. ”

"The words of the Evil Cave...... It's not very big, it's complicated...... I don't think so. I recalled the time when I first came to the Dark Continent and entered the evil cave to experience training, and replied in a huff.

"That's right, sue you, but don't think the same about the evil cave here, the evil cave here is as complex and huge as an underground world, even if we old people who have been in the camp for more than thirty years, if we want to enter it, we will definitely be ready to teleport the scroll."

"Is there such a big difference? Why is this happening? "I unbelievably raised my voice, and the troublesome little abacus of entering the evil cave to find the corpse to get angry was also shattered in an instant.

"There are many theories, such as the corpse is not satisfied with the fact that its territory is too small, so it is desperately digging so big, but it is not just the case that the evil cave exists, so this reason is not sufficient, and the more exaggerated statement is that these complex passage caves were dug by Rukogas."

Me: "......"

Old man Farah, how do you know some weirdos, is this the so-called gathering of like?

"In other words, if I want to find him, I can only burrow into the hole?"

"That's the only way."

"God, how many caves are there in the whole Rog camp." I fainted.

"That's why it's hard to meet him, it's not good to be unlucky, even we've only met once in the years." Seeing my exaggerated appearance, everyone laughed.

"Well, actually, the last thing I lack is luck." As I said this, I secretly added in my heart that it was bad luck.

"Little brother, you can't mess around, the cave environment is more sinister than the outside, you have been practicing for so many years, you should be very clear."

Sa Qili thought for a while, and simply said, "Otherwise, if there is enough time, we will take you to the entrance of the evil cave by the way?" ”

"Anyway, I can just have a good fight." Tulakov picked his nostrils indifferently.

"As a decent gentleman, you shouldn't have anything to do with the dark and dirty places like the cave, but since it's a newcomer's request, that's another matter."

"Then I'll trouble you then." Curiosity was aroused, and I became more interested in Rucogas as a person, and I was not polite when I heard about it.

"By the way, Aunt Qili, you just said that you met him, what kind of person is it?"

"I don't know what to say, he's a rather peculiar person, and although I've met him, I've been completely ignored by him." Recalling that chance encounter, Sa Qili couldn't laugh or cry, but her expression was very yearning.

"If you meet him, you will be able to recognize him at a glance, he is the best and most powerful blacksmith I have ever met."

……

Saying goodbye to everyone, on the way to walk alone, I was still thinking about Sa Qili's words.

If she was ignored, how did she know that Rucogas was a good blacksmith?

Combined with what I just said, I finally knew what old man Farrah's sentence "If you don't feel a pain, you can try to find him" means, to find Rucogas in the many caves in the camp, and these caves seem to have been dug by him in an extremely complex and vast way, to find such a person, you must indeed be prepared for egg pain.

I hesitated to take the time to find such a mysterious blacksmith who had been marked with a question mark, and when I came back to my senses, I found ...... Lost?

No, how could I get lost in my dignified druid Wu Fan, I'm talking about the camp in the third world, but it's only the size of an area equivalent to the camp in the first world, and it's too sad to get lost in this kind of place.

I pressed my temples, my eyes wide and wide, and activated the seventh sense that had been sleeping deep in my soul.

Ha, there you have !!

As instructed by the seventh sense, I kicked the air hard at the opposite corner.

Wait, what's the point of doing this kind of thing at this time, you should look for a direction, right?

The person was already flying in the air, and I suddenly realized that it was not appropriate, but the water that was splashed out was difficult to collect, so I had to wait for the flying kick skill to be released, and after cooling, I re-applied the terrifying seventh sense that was already full of energy and ready to go.

Because it's so scary, it's completely a plug-in, and I don't know how to describe it in words.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

At the moment when I was about to hit the target air with a flying kick, a sneaky figure emerged from the right-angled alley, poking out a head from the bend, and before I could look around, the head came into contact with the sole of my shoe.

“&￥……”

Let out a series of inexplicable screams, the human image flew out like a frustration, hit the opposite wall, bounced back with a bang, rolled on the ground a few times, and then let out a pig-killing howl.

"Ouch, my waist, my legs, my neck, who is it, what kind of guy with no public morality should treat a poor old man like this."

As he said this, his gaze turned fiercely into me.

Me: "......"

Gallon: "......"

"It hurts?" I grinned, crouched down, and looked the old man up and down.

I was thinking about where he would hang out in the Third World, but I didn't expect to run to the camp to die.

"You got kicked by me?" The old man was furious.

"Okay, you took care of me last time I was injured, this time it's my turn to take care of you, wait a minute, I'll prepare a bowl of noodles for you."

"Wait!"

The word noodles, as if it had magical power, immediately made the old man no longer sore, his legs no longer hurt, and he jumped up from the ground directly.

He looked around in a panic, and then his suspicious gaze fell back on me.

"Boy...... You're alone? ”

Of course I knew what he wanted to ask, or what he was looking for, what he was afraid of, and I paused before shaking my head.

"No, there's another one."

"Who is it?" The old man immediately became vigilant, as if he saw that the situation was not good, and he was about to flash people.

"Linya, Linya of the Edward family, do you know each other?"

"It turned out to be her, it's that little girl, that's good, that's good." The old man Gallen breathed a sigh of relief, swept away the look of the wolf bèi just now, coughed a few times, straightened his chest, and became fairy again, and his leg hair fluttered.

"That's it."

I smiled brightly, and then, naturally, reached to my chest and shook the necklace.

"Little ghost, I've met an acquaintance."

"Who?" From inside came the hazy sound of the little ghost not waking up yet, and then, she poked her upper body out of the necklace, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked at the old man on the other side who was still maintaining the posture of the fairy wind bone, but was already stunned and out of shape.

"Who is this old man?"

"Have you forgotten about it?"

I smiled wryly, indeed, no matter what I thought, the old man with only brief contact with the gallon was not the object that the little ghost would remember.

However, the little ghost can't remember, just because Gallen can't remember, it should be said that that time was one of the darkest days of his life.

And the root of Yiqiē's sin is a bowl of clear soup noodles made by the ghost in front of him with crushed diamonds, just remembering it, Gallon felt his teeth tingle for a while, and his stomach rolled for a while, as if he was making a rustling sound of indigestible hard things rubbing.

Today's 10,000-word update has been completed, and I can finally roll out of bed to rest, which is really a promise for health.

Xiao Qi has worked very hard, should everyone reward more monthly passes?