Players in the Eternal Realm are discussing how to challenge quests, and there are all sorts of strange opinions on the forums.

Like what:

[Why don't you add some healing ointments, little red bottles, bandages or something?] 】

[When will the map system be released?] Even the map of the main city, is it hand-drawn by the player? 】

[This copy is so realistic, it's so difficult, is the dungeon version a wolf? ] 】

Question posts like this are all over the forum.

Sherlock browsed the forums, and when he saw a post of interest, he clicked in to take a look, and F5 refreshed it if he was fine.

As soon as you don't pay attention, it starts to get lively outside, and the number of players online begins to get more and more, and Sherlock glances at the time, and it is already close to noon.

Is it so fast?

Sherlock was confused for a moment, and glanced at the computer in front of him, could this magic item be a time magic item? When using it, the time passes faster?

Sherlock was still confused, and a flame ignited at the core, and a letter was spat out of the flames and landed on Sherlock's desk.

【Eternal Kingdom Dungeon Sherlock Lord Personally Opened - Home at Home Magic Item Shop】

Sherlock tore open the envelope, and the contents were not very long:

"Dear Lord Sherlock,

Live up to your trust, I have submitted the application for recommending archaeological talents, the Merchant Alliance attaches great importance to the talents I recommend, but after all, it is such an important thing, a certain assessment is still needed, the specific interview and written examination assessment date is three days later, please let your archaeology friends, punctually in the time period from 9 am to 5 pm, to the personnel section of the Winterfell Affairs Hall.

Sherlock-sama, I look forward to your archaeology friends succeeding in their exams. ”

Sherlock read the letter, then put it away.

"Lord Sherlock, it seems that this goblin shopkeeper is looking forward to sharing the spoils of the ancient ruins with you, and his work is very efficient."

Blue said with a chuckle.

"It looks like so, except that ......" Sherlock crossed his arms behind his head, leaned back in his chair, and crossed his legs together on the table:

"It's a little too relaxing."

"Too easy? Sherlock-sama, that's half of the loot you've discovered in the Ancient Ruins! Coupled with the fact that your ploy to disguise yourself as a rich and powerful demon that day was very successful, the goblin boss was completely fooled by you, and it was only natural that he would be so diligent in helping you apply. ”

Blue said.

"I'm not talking about the goblin boss, it's the merchant alliance who replied too easily. Considering that I was dealing with a merchant alliance, such a large-scale organization, it was impossible for such a large organization to be so efficient, I thought I would wait ten or twenty days to receive a reply, and one day was too easy. ”

Sherlock stood up and began to take out his newly purchased trench coat from the plank box next to him and put it on his arm.

"Uh......h Well, I seem to understand a little bit. Blue pondered for a moment, then said:

"I thought there would be no problems with the agreement drawn up by Lord Sherlock, but I didn't expect that the goblin manager was not a fuel-efficient lamp. If it's really as you guessed, Lord Sherlock, your plan may be in vain, and will you really give him half of the loot? Thinking about it this way, Lord Sherlock's blood loss. ”

"I've already thought about this kind of situation, and the situation is still in my expectation, the blood loss will not be, but it is better to say that it can make a little profit, but it will be a little troublesome." Sherlock put on his trench coat as he walked out of the core hall.

"Since Lord Sherlock has already thought about it, and the matter is still in Lord Sherlock's plan, then I don't have to worry so much, Lord Sherlock, do you need to announce the maintenance of the resurrection system?" Blue asked.

"Let's make an announcement about the maintenance of the resurrection system, I may be away a little longer." Sherlock went in the direction of the portal:

"I see, then give more maintenance benefits this time, after all, the maintenance has been a little frequent these days, Lord Sherlock, it's time to seriously consider hiring an additional NPC who can help players repair corpses, how about the lich? Isn't it a good relationship with the Academy of the Dead? Let Professor Bacon recommend one. ”

After Blue, Sherlock had already walked into the portal amid the onlookers and chatters of the players.

In the next second, Sherlock had already appeared in the VIP room of the portal reception hall in Winterfell.

"I really have to think about it."

Sherlock said.

………………

The lights of the magic shimmered reddish, and the black iron railings were rusty and stained with blood.

On the huge sign next to it, it reads "404 Bar", a beastman, dressed in an expensive suit, lying in a corner, vomit and garbage around him, and the stench of mixing together is something that only the people in the dark alley waiting to strip him naked will not mind in any way.

The shiny leather shoes stepped on the broken glass slag, making a "click, click" sound.

Sherlock bypassed the drunken Beastmen, who were probably penniless, and walked to the back door of Bar 404.

Compared to the spacious main entrance with its opulent red magic lamp, this small iron door looks hard to imagine being part of the 404 Bar.

There was a tall werewolf standing at the small iron gate, wearing a black vest, holding thick arms, and glaring angrily, just judging from the momentum, he was quite a powerful werewolf!

Sherlock tightened his trench coat, and Blue also said worriedly in his mind:

"Lord Sherlock, it seems that it is a bit difficult to sneak in without even noticing."

"It's okay." Sherlock frowned, took a step, and walked closer and closer to the werewolf, and the closer he got, the more solemn Sherlock's expression became.

"Snoring...... Puff ...... Call...... Snoring ......"

The werewolf, glaring angrily, made a rather regular sound.

"Is the work of the Underworld now so heavy?" Blue's voice was filled with pity and pathet.

"It's really different from the previous era, haven't I been saying it all the time, these days, it's hard to make money."

Sherlock sighed, walked past the werewolf, reached out and opened the small iron door, and walked inside.

Behind the small iron gate was a separate corridor, dimly lit, without the slightest sound, silent, as if there was no end in sight.

Sherlock glanced at the empty hallway, then took a step, counting the steps in his mouth as he went.

When Sherlock reached the 77th step, Sherlock stopped and turned to face a wall beside him.

"Knock knock."

Sherlock reached out and knocked on the wall, making a hollow sound.

"Boom ——!"

There was a loud bang in the two positions to Sherlock's left, and a furry fist blasted a large hole in the stone wall, and the stone fragments and dust suddenly spread across the not very spacious corridor.

Before the dust had fallen, from behind the hole that had been smashed open by the fist, a fierce werewolf head poked out, turned to look at Sherlock, and in a hoarse voice, asked:

“38324。”

Sherlock flicked the dust off his shoulders and said to the werewolf head that bounced out from behind the hole:

“14122。”

Sherlock waited a little as the wall with a large hole in it was pushed open.

Standing behind the wall was a werewolf, baring his teeth and looking fierce, his chest muscles almost bursting in his close-fitting black tights, and a goblin was carefully bandaging his bloody fist.

Several other goblins are carrying bricks to mend walls.

They all seem to be very skilled.

Behind the stone door, walk down the corridor for a while, and soon it is a spacious foyer, there is a bar, and there is a succubus wearing a white women's shirt and a black over-the-knee skirt, with a professional smile on his face, and a few big characters written on the back of the bar - [Chengcai Teaching Bookstore]

The succubus bowed to Sherlock, who nodded in acknowledgment, and then walked into the [Chengcai Teaching Bookstore].

There was a small window in the door, and a small sign was posted on the side, which read:

[The Winterfell garrison reminds you, please do not enter and exit bad places, and businesses should be open for business]

Looking through the small window of one of the rooms, you can see a U-shaped couch against the wall, several goblins, goblins, goblins, and beastmen drinking happily, and one beastman holding a megaphone and singing loudly.

Several scantily clad beastmen with heavy makeup were clapping their hands to accompany them.

The soundproofing of the room was very good, and Sherlock couldn't hear what the beast man inside was singing, but he saw a banner hanging behind him [Warmly celebrate the 3rd year Class A collective interview and join the Eternal Flame Dungeon].

Sherlock continued to walk forward, and in the next room, most of the doors had small windows blocked by iron plates, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

Of course, Sherlock was not interested either.

Sherlock walked straight to the door of a room with [77] written on it, then stood still, and muttered to himself:

"That's it."

(Well, I got the chapter push of the two-eyed boss, and I'm very happy, and I recommend the book "Let Go of That Witch" by the two-eyed boss, and everyone supports a wave!) Needless to say, the book of the two-eyed boss is just of high quality, and it is sold with outstanding characters, invincible! ）