After a big circle, killing twelve or thirteen Amun, I sat at the portal on the sixteenth floor, nibbling on bread. (8) Ω『 ┡ (1) Chinese .com ８⒈

As I was gnawing hard, I suddenly remembered the twisted and twisted Matthew knife, and I forgot to ask Old Patch to recreate it.

Oops, oops!

I blamed myself and rubbed my head indiscriminately.

A lot of the silver was crumpled by me, and fell flutteringly, and a few fell on the bread in my hand.

The corners of my eyes twitched, staring at the silver on the bread, and I always felt a sentence: self-inflicted, do not live!

After nibbling on the bread, I went down to the sixteenth floor.

Coincidentally, I met the girls of the Rose Army I met yesterday again, and they were like a swarm of industrious bees, surrounding a nearby walking cannibal and launching a fierce attack.

Although the effect of each attack is so insignificant, it is better than the number of people, and they firmly believe that as long as they promote the great wheel tactical thinking, no monster cannot be killed!

That's one of the things that I think they're more relatable.

It's just that

"Ah, it's my lord!"

With a coquettish shout, the girls turned their heads one after another.

"Adults wake up so early!"

"Are you here to farm monsters too?"

"Nonsense, adults aren't here to farm monsters, are they still here!"

"Wow, I'm so scared, my lord, the Lun family already has a sweetheart, but it's a pity it's not you."

Then, there was a chattering conversation, like a group of small house sparrows having a tea party.

My head was buzzing when I listened, and the whole person was in a daze, and it took a long time to ease up, and my brain twitched, and I couldn't help but come up with this sentence: "Comrades have worked hard." ”

"Adults are the hardest!" A clever girl reacts the fastest.

Then, a group of girls shouted on the left that the adults were working hard, and the right adults were working hard.

The shouting made my face red and my neck hot, and I always felt as if I had done something very shameful.

Not far away, there were also some very diligent adventurer squads, after hearing the happy cheers of the girls, they looked at me with complicated eyes, and those eyes clearly revealed two meanings: scum, and stallions.

I can't wait to look up to the sky and shout: I am wronged!

However, the impression is that this thing is like this, if you are determined to be good at the beginning, even if you let out a stinking fart, the other party can still smell the fragrance of roses from the smell; And if you are not good at the beginning, it is that your fart smell is really as strong as a rose, and the other party can still find a trace of stench from this strong fragrance.

That's the power of impressions!

And now, I have been regarded as the spokesperson of the scum stallion by several teams of adventurers in front of me, and once this impression is established, even if I jump into the moat, I guess it will not be cleared.

Fortunately, I don't know them, so I don't think they will have anything to do with each other.

But!

There is a good saying: good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles!

God knows, if there are any people in this group who have long tongues, add oil and vinegar and some sauce to today's incident, let's make it up, and go to the Eri Times.

When the time comes, I'll be crying without tears.

It doesn't matter if anything else, let the phoenixes know about it, and they will definitely hang me up and beat me!

In order to avoid this terrible thing, I decided to find an excuse to stay away from this group of girls.

However, just left in a daze, which was a little too unkind.

After thinking about it again, I still decided to say goodbye to them: "I'll go first, comrades have worked hard, fight monsters well!" ”

"Slow down, adults!" The girls stretched out their hands to say goodbye to me, that scene ...... It's so amazing that I can't put it into words!

Running all the way to the seventeenth floor, I finally calmed down and was ready to fight monsters.

Under normal circumstances, the monsters on the seventeenth floor are already considered the limit for me.

I'm level seven, and they're level eight.

As I said before, monsters and adventurers of the same level, the strength of monsters will always be much higher than that of adventurers.

Adventurers of the same level often need to form a group to farm monsters of the same level.

And the appearance of such a thing as a leapfrog challenge can only be manifested in three kinds of people: people who are dead, people who are crazy in battle, and people who are special in some aspects.

Needless to say, the dead are just a bunch of walking luncheon meat.

As for the battle maniacs, they are a group of humanoid creatures that cannot be explained in words, bloodthirsty, murderous, and monsters who are always looking forward to battle and blood.

Su Tengbo, who fought with me yesterday, is considered half, and I can be regarded as a half-battle maniac when I act under the trend of killing intent.

One can imagine how crazy the combat maniac really is.

The challenge of skipping the level is the happiest instinct of this humanoid creature, even if they may hang up at any time, they will definitely charge forward without hesitation.

So, in my opinion, the battle maniac and the death man are almost the same type, the only difference is that the battle maniac dies for the pleasure of fighting, and the person who dies simply wants to die.

The third group of people is a bit intriguing.

The word special has a lot of meanings.

Just like Yang Kao and his party that I met before, they belong to the special class type of summoner, and they can fight according to summons.

Once the summon is powerful enough, they can farm it alone or challenge higher-level monsters.

Of course, there are many adventurers of special professions similar to them.

I, on the other hand, belong to a different kind of category.

When I first started farming, I was very much looking forward to having an adventurer squad accept me, no matter what kind of adventurer squad I was.

However, with a piece of iron that I didn't have anything to do with a knife, and a tricky and outlandish, exaggerated fighting style, I was directly blacklisted by all the adventurer squads I've ever seen.

In addition, I am new to the world, and my understanding of the world is still too shallow.

As a last resort, I became a bitter and dangerous single-brusher.

The life of the single-brush clan is not good, after countless escapes from death, and nine deaths, I finally from the hard-pressed single-brush clan, once leaped to a single-brush expert.

These days of hardship and danger were not in vain, and my personal strength, combat skills, and combat experience even far surpassed that of most adventurers.

After that, there were also teams of adventurers who tried to get close to me, and waited for an opportunity to draw me in.

However, I have become a habit of single brushing, and I will definitely not accept the favor of strangers.

Who knows if it's going to be a pie or a trap?