As time passed, Yi Qiu's temporary teammates all came to their senses one after another.

After a brief stalemate, the mage who called himself Del Canocchi suggested that everyone have a dinner together to get acquainted with each other for a while.

After all, the team dungeon has 7 days to challenge, so there's no rush for such a little time.

Now Yi Qiu suddenly understood the meaning of the necromancer's tavern as a temporary team communication platform - deepening the connection between each other at the wine table was actually a more distant culture than the people in the material world imagined.

So they found a slightly leveled spot in the nearby bamboo forest and lit a roaring bonfire, and the warriors who called themselves Peter Sargo offered their race's secret pieces of smoked meat as a staple food.

After the crowd had drunk some ale, the warrior Peter Salgo began his performance.

He used the great sword of the opposite sex to nimbly cut off the browned pieces of smoked meat, and then while placing the slices of meat on the plate, he said in his deep voice:

"On the Lakpol continent, the smoked cuts of our race are definitely enough to praise the cuisine."

"All you need is a large enough piece of smoked meat to win a ...... Well, the favor of the elite. ”

At this point, the warrior Peter Salgo paused, as if thinking that there was an elf in the group, so he continued the conversation very stiffly.

But this did not disturb him in the slightest, and he looked at the crowd as he brandished his great sword and cut the pieces of smoked meat, and said:

"Trust my craft, it will never satisfy you more than my great sword."

"Yes, of course, our team is really versatile......

The wanderer named Dani Bilissa shrugged his shoulders, then said after quietly glancing at Yi Qiu.

"What about you, mage, do you have any special skills?"

Dani Bilissa, a wanderer, said as she looked at the mage Del Canocchi, who was elegantly slicing meat with his own knife.

"In fact, as you can see, I'm a decent mage, and you can see a lot of people like me in the Mage Tower."

"If I had to look for a special place, I think that as a descendant of a warlock, choosing the path of a mage may be the only special point in me that can be used as a talking point."

Mage Del Canocchi said as he held his dinner knife and spread his hand towards the female wanderer.

It can be seen that he once received an aristocratic education, and may have had a lot of romantic years, but his tempering career as an apprentice in the Mage Tower has changed his personality a lot.

"I hope your spells are as decent as you say they are......"

The female wanderer sat on the ground a little sluggishly, and kept muttering in a low voice:

"A warrior who is more comfortable slicing meat than slashing monsters, a warrior monk who can maintain balance with five hands, a mage who is "decent", and an elven ranger who has made an oath of silence......"

"Oh, is the old lady going to be wiped out again? Don't, I've been wiped out for 2 months in a row......"

The female wanderer's face was full of despair, and she could already see the damn scarlet message of failure refresh on her retina.

"I didn't take a vow of silence, but a brief verbal exchange was only a psychological comfort for the temporary team."

"I understand humanity and race, and communication is most effective when faced with a crisis."

The Elven Ranger, whose name was not yet known, said slowly, her voice was distinctive, a little different from the elves that Yi Qiu had encountered in the Multiverse Trading Center and the arena before.

Her voice smelled of dust, as if the whole time was slowly flowing through these quiet and beautiful years.

"And why are you talking now?"

The female wanderer looked at her with some dismay.

"Because the crisis has come, the campfire you lit attracted nearby flying ants."

The elven wanderer raised his head and stared at the sky, no expression visible on his white face.

And at this moment, all of a sudden, the sky of the entire bamboo forest became dark......

…………

…………

"Ahh Mother's arm! ”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the female wanderer, and her leather armor, which had been exposed for convenience, had not kept her intact in front of the flying ant colony.

The stimulation of ant venom on the human body is itself a more painful experience than the well-known mosquito and bee venom, not only with unbearable itching, but also causing muscle swelling and pain.

The mage was slumped on the ground weakly, because there were too many bites, and the ant venom in his body had caused a complete disorder of his ecosystem.

The Elven Ranger is giving him first aid, otherwise it won't be long before Yi Qiu and their team will have to lose one of their troops.

The thick-skinned warrior was waiting with a swollen face, and judging by his angry expression, Yi Qiu wondered if he might be working on a dish called "Smoked Flying Ants".

Because it was a sudden encounter, and there was no specific method for a miniature colony unit like a flying ant, it would seem more incomprehensible.

Although Yi Qiu used flying sand and rocks to disperse some, the endless and overwhelming flying ants made him choose to retreat temporarily.

"I'm grateful to you for bringing me out so that I couldn't be as miserable as they were, but can I ask you one question: how did you stay unscathed? You don't have the natural affinity of a ranger? ”

The female wanderer looked at Yi Qiu with some sadness while taking out various antidotes and ointments from the backpack and smearing them on her arm.

Although the damage of the flying ant toxin in this team dungeon is not high, and it needs to accumulate to a certain level to be fatal, its toxicity is more reflected in its difficulty in expelling and extremely strong discomfort.

The female wanderer tried many antidote creams, but still did not have a very noticeable effect.

"Touching ......"

Yi Qiu knocked on his head, and suddenly a crisp sound of gold and stone hitting each other came out.

"I see, you're actually a golem, aren't you......"

The female wanderer, after trying to no avail, rolled irritably on the ground.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, and he suddenly remembered that he also had a strange object with detoxification and healing.

Then he opened his backpack and rummaged through it for a while, then he took out a vial of voodoo that had been filled with an unknown color and said to the crowd:

"This can expel the toxicity below level 4, maybe you can try it, but it's more unpleasant."

"Grade 4 toxicity? That's enough! This is already the highest level of toxin effect that can be seen in the routine! ”

The female wanderer's eyes lit up, and she suddenly got up from the ground, but her face instantly collapsed after seeing the healing voodoo essence in Yi Qiu's hand that was gurgling with turbid bubbles:

"Excuse me, I'd better keep rolling......"