Needless to say, the leaping power of the blue frog form makes Sherlock feel no pressure even with a person.

With just a few big steps, the two of them got rid of their pursuers behind them and disappeared into the hazy night.

……

"No one should be able to keep up." Sherlock landed on the ground and asked about Cindy's intentions.

It was not easy to build the altar of Sandakor, and the perforated stone pillars were not made and they were not finished by inserting them into the peaks.

It is also necessary to arrange the position of the stone pillars according to the flow of the wind, so that the notes that sound at different times can be composed into a melody, or even a complete song.

He still has a way to make perforated stone pillars.

Composing music is such a thing, and he, a person who is born with incomplete pentatonic sounds, can't do it anyway.

Originally, he contacted Cindy in the hope that the other party would introduce a person who composed music to come over to help, but in the end, the other party himself came over.

"You're not looking for someone who can compose music, am I not qualified enough?" Cindy said confidently.

"It's enough, I'm afraid I can't afford it." Sherlock said.

"I didn't plan to ask for your money, but I plan to take this opportunity to promote my new album, how about it?" Cindy said with her head down.

"It's best to be able to win-win." Sherlock had no doubts about the logic of this reason, and his mind was all about calculating how much money he could save in this way.

……

The next day, after Sherlock had put all the rest of his equipment on the auction house, he and Cindy went to the stonemason Bacola.

Barak had already packed his luggage, hung up the sign that he was closed, and left with the two of them.

"So we're going to meet a bronze dragon this time?" Cindy looked forward to it when she knew her destination: "Didn't you say that dragons are dangerous?" ”

"Dragons have factions, too." Sherlock said before Barak, and by the way, he also gave Cinty Science some relevant knowledge.

In fact, the dragons of the Forgotten Realms are quite active, and information about them is not difficult to obtain, and there are many related posts on the forums.

However, there are still many players who don't know the difference between the five-color dragon, the gem dragon, and the metal dragon.

The three of them chatted and soon came to the gate of the city.

The city gate in the early morning is always the most lively place, and a large number of players are rushing out of the city to kill monsters to do tasks.

It's just that today, in addition to the NPC guards, there is also a group of people blocking the door.

They carefully watched every player who passed by, as if they were looking for someone.

This kind of situation surrounded by fans has happened to Cindy too many times.

Although she didn't care much about the eyes of outsiders, she didn't want to cause any more trouble to this trip, so she subconsciously hid behind Sherlock.

"Don't worry, didn't I give you a disguise, these people should have come to me." Sherlock had already recognized them.

It's the same group of people who blackmailed him when he returned to Wiplintara a few days ago.

I didn't expect that after so many days, they were still blocking him, which is really commendable.

"What, is there a feud?" When Cindy heard that she wasn't looking for her, she immediately relaxed.

"I guess there is." Sherlock smiled bitterly and walked over without dodging.

The group soon spotted the three people who were walking straight up, and they all surrounded them at once.

"Sherlock, if you don't give us an explanation today, you don't want to get out of this door." The one who took the lead was still the half-elf from last time.

"You're really idle." Sherlock rolled his eyes.

"We just can't swallow this breath, can ordinary players insult you professional players casually?" The half-elf who took the lead was quite professional, and complained with tears in his eyes.

"What the hell have you insulted them?" Cindy looked over with a strange look and asked in a whisper.

"Accidentally killed them once." Sherlock replied.

"It's that simple?"

"Otherwise, how else can I insult these big men?"

"I thought you robbed them of their girlfriend." Cindy muttered with her head down.

"Thanks to you, I don't have that much charm." If Sherlock had this ability, he wouldn't have become a 'Virtual Lover' V12 user.

The half-elf saw that Sherlock ignored them completely, and instead chatted with the woman beside him, and his heart became anxious.

They finally blocked people, if the other party used that mysterious skill to control them like last time and then walked away, I don't know when this kind of opportunity will come next time.

His eyes rolled twice, and an idea crossed his mind when he saw the woman next to Sherlock.

Since there is no way to take you, then use the people around you to make a fuss.

He glanced at Cindy, and the rest of the people understood what they meant, and they pressed forward.

"What are they going to do?" Cindy looked at the eyes of those people and always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Little sister, what do you say we're going to do?" One of the elves leaned in with a lewd smile.

A woman with such a symbol is absolutely impossible to come into contact with in real life, even if he dies this time, he has to be cool first.

And the five or six people around were obviously holding the same idea, and kept squeezing towards Sindy's position under the push of the people behind them.

Sherlock thought that this group of people just wanted money, but he didn't expect that in fact, it was much more shameless and obscene.

The Forgotten Nation has a protective mechanism for women.

But after all, it's a game, and it's impossible to just touch it and give you a shock, and there's a very complicated set of judgment mechanics.

But no matter how complex the mechanism is, it is also judged by logic, and there are loopholes in logic in dealing with this kind of thing.

An idle and extremely obscene male player has finally found a few routines that can circumvent the protection mechanism after countless deaths.

Two of the most important points are to avoid contact with key parts and reduce subjective initiative.

The key parts do not need to be explained, and subjective initiative is the difference between intentional and unintentional in layman's terms.

It's like in a crowded crowd, physical contact is always out of the question.

If you are pushed by someone else, you can't blame others if you just hit it.

Looking at the movements of these people now, it is obvious that they want to come over and take advantage of Sindy.

Although I don't know what they mean.

But that's enough for Sherlock to go out of the way.

The coffin of the Virgin at the waist was not covered by the scabbard, and it was suddenly sharp.

A burst of holy light appeared on the pure white blade.

A lady in a white robe stepped out of it, and the song rippled in the wind.

In an instant, the surrounding forty or fifty players stood in place as if they were offline.

"We're not going to stop there." The half-elf who took the lead didn't know what props were used, but he still retained his consciousness.

"Oh!" Sherlock replied coldly, then turned to Cindy and said, "Close your eyes." ”

()