Chapter 97: Entrance (Chapter 1: Asking for Recommendation Votes)
"No problem! Leader! β
"Leave it to me! I sent the Thief and Archaeological Association to the north, and I was definitely the first to open the door to the ancient ruins! β
"My black beast hooves are ready."
"Actually, there's no need to be so troublesome, opening the ancient ruins is just a matter of bursting magic!"
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The accompanying archaeologists quickly offered advice and began to excavate on the ground, each of which showed a high level of professionalism.
Only Sherlock stood there with his hands in his waistband pockets, doing nothing.
The beast seniors were very relieved to see that the archaeologists they had recruited were working so hard, but when they saw that Sherlock was not moving, they were a little unable to stand at that time, and for some reason, it was not good to remind Sherlock.
Fortunately, I came here today, just for a field inspection, and the specific excavation and archaeological work will not be officially carried out until the on-site construction personnel are evacuated.
The beast senior stood not far behind Sherlock, pulled out a cup of black tea from behind him, and narrowed his eyes.
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"I still have a lot of homework to write at night, I'll go down first, and we'll brush the materials together tomorrow, and my proficiency level should be almost able to make copies."
"Then you have to hurry up, the equipment is very valuable now, a lot of big guys are about to start the second test, we are now accumulating a little equipment, and we can definitely make a lot of money by selling it to the second test player, and when we have money, buy some furniture and make our nest look better."
"I see, I'll have two more rookie training sessions tomorrow, and I guess it's about the same."
"Then I'll go down first, WeChat chat."
"En, WeChat chat."
A goblin who had just resurrected his companion had a conversation with his resurrected companion, and then the two of them walked hand in hand towards the living quarters.
Xueba stood at the door of the cemetery hall, watched the two goblins leave, and then took out his notebook and continued to record:
"18: It has been established that the copies of these goblins are the graduation exams of the Academy of the Dead, and they seem to have used them as a form of entertainment. The cooperation between the dungeons of the Eternal Realm and the Academy of the Dead is not as simple as it seems.
19: These goblins are different from ordinary goblins, they seem to be sprouting something similar to love in order to reproduce the race, but so far I haven't found any real union of goblins, these will be followed by observation. β
In the dungeons of the Eternal Realm, the number of active goblins has become dwindling, and most of them have returned to their settlement, a building that is still under construction.
Xueba once took the time to look at it, and the building already had some scale, judging from the drawings drawn on the walls, it was a three-story building with two underground floors.
Although they haven't even finished building the first floor.
The door of the core hall in the distance opened again, and Lord Sherlock, dressed neatly, walked out of the core hall, and Xueba's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.
In the past few days, Lord Sherlock has been going out a bit frequently, not only will he not be in the dungeon all day during the day, but even in the middle of the night, he will run out.
Sherlock saw Xueba from a distance, nodded politely, and then continued towards the portal hall, a burst of magical light flashed, and it was clear that Sherlock had used the portal to leave the dungeon.
Xueba lowered his head and continued to write in his notebook:
"20: Master Sherlock seems to be in love."
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A few magic searchlights, swaying from side to side on the empty construction site.
The passage that used to come and go was empty at this time, and there was not a single beetle beast, and it was as if it had suddenly come to the end of the world.
This is the excavation site of the ancient ruins No. 85.
With the construction team all withdrawn a few days earlier, Winterfell's archaeological team quickly took over the site of Ancient Ruins No. 85.
Unlike the noisy archaeological sites during the day, at night, the camp seems quiet.
In silence, the magical searchlight suddenly turned off, and darkness engulfed the excavation site of Ancient Ruins No. 85.
Only the white runes at the bottom of the pit, in the darkness, emitted a faint light.
A flash of magic flashed, and Sherlock, dressed in a trench coat, stepped out of the portal.
Sherlock walked towards the faintly shiny pit ahead, and a man with his back to the glimmer noticed Sherlock's arrival, and he turned around, and in the darkness, his sharp eyes stared directly at the approaching superior demon.
As Sherlock approached, the man reached into his own garment, accompanied by a "Wow! With a bang, he lifted his coat, revealing three black, white-furred hamsters stacked on top of each other in his clothes.
The hamster in the middle is still holding a fruit.
The top hamster jumped to the right, followed by the middle one, and soon the three hamsters were crowded side by side from left to right.
They said from right to left:
"Why is Lord Sherlock in Winterfell?"
"We've found Master Sherlock."
"But why would Sherlock want us to do such a thing?"
"Lord Sherlock, we have taken control of the entire scene as you commanded!"
"We've added excrement worms to their diet!"
"Lethal dose!"
After the hamster on the far left finished speaking, the remaining two hamsters looked at him together.
The hamster on the far right took out a lump of dirt and said:
"Open your mouth!"
The hamster on the far left opened its mouth, the hamster on the far right stuffed the clod of dirt into his mouth, and the hamster on the left began to chew and fell to the ground after a second, its chest still undulating regularly.
The hamster on the right turned to look at Sherlock and said:
"Not really!"
The hamster holding the fruit looked at his sleeping companion in surprise, and then questioned the tenacious hamster on the side:
"Sleeping bugs? Isn't our plan to release excretory worms and let them excrete until they fall asleep? Why do you want to release sleepworms? It's not what we planned! β
The hamster on the right quickly retorted:
"Because if you release excrement insects, the whole site will be full of stench, will you clean it?!"
"Sleeping bugs stink, right?"
As the two hamsters looked like they were about to fight, Sherlock raised his hand to interrupt their argument and said:
"We have limited time, so let's not waste time here."
Hearing Sherlock's words, the other two hamsters stopped arguing, and then climbed up Sherlock's legs to his shoulders with great speed and skill.
Sherlock bent down and put the sleeping hamster on the crook of his arm.
He walked to the edge of the pit and, without hesitation, jumped high and plunged towards the pit.
The howling wind blew Sherlock's coat into a hunting sound, and the two hamsters clung to Sherlock's flying collar, and his hairy face was also blown out of shape.
The plank road and pit wall that surround the pit become the background, and in the process of falling, it becomes an afterimage.
After Sherlock fell rapidly for hundreds of meters, he was almost about to hit the ground, and the demon's flesh wings behind him suddenly unfolded, and he fanned towards the ground violently, and the violent air flow emitted [Whewββ! ] sound.
The dust was rolled up, spinning like a tornado around Sherlock several meters away.
Sherlock seemed to suddenly stop in mid-air near the ground, he adjusted his body slightly, and the shiny leather shoes were not stained with the slightest dust, and fell steadily to the ground one after the other, and the hem of the trench coat behind him slowly fell.
The stretched wings were retracted and closed behind Sherlock.
After a few spins, the dust around him slowly subsided and fell back to the ground.
The two hamsters crawled down Sherlock's body with agility, and then began to comb their blown hair with their fat claws stained with saliva on the clean ground with runes.
Sherlock's black hair, by contrast, was almost unchanged, and he waited until the two hamsters were finished combing before throwing the hamsters in his hand to them.
Then they struck the sleeping hamster's cheek with their little claws with their fists, left and right, with great speed, and shouted:
"Wake up! Time to eat! β
"It's time to eat! It's time to eat! β
The sleeping hamster was soon woken up, or rather shouted, and he opened his swollen eyes and looked around in confusion:
"Have you finished eating?"
Sherlock raised his wrist and looked at the time on his pocket watch, then dropped the three hamsters and walked to the corner of the rune, pressing his hands on the ground, and the magic began to charge along the corner of the rune.
He walked to eight patterns in a row, and recharged his mana in turn.
The light of the white runes began to shine brighter and brighter, making the three hamsters a little unable to open their eyes.
Dust and fine rubble were blown up by the power of the runes, and they remained in mid-air.
After a while, the light dimmed, the dust and gravel fell again, and the dazzling light began to become softer.
Sherlock walked up to the three hamsters, bent down, and reached out and patted the back of their furry heads:
"It's your turn."
The three hamsters quickly landed on all fours and began to search carefully with their noses in three different directions, and searched for about a few minutes.
The hamster, whose nose was bruised and swollen, shouted at Sherlock:
"It's here! This is the entrance! β
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