"Scrivener-sama?" Feng Chen buckled the door of a barracks again, he put his ear on it, and shook his head for a while, "No, there is still no sound, I'm afraid it's not inside." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"What, just talking to yourself and giving us a mission." Nie Xiaoyang pouted, and read the power of attorney several times, "Don't ask us about our own wishes, it's good now, I guess we even got the location of the camp tent wrong." ”

"No, it won't." Shentu Miaoling said, "There is only one camp tent on the north slope far from the main camp, which is not helpful for receiving tasks and responding quickly, but it is very safe, and it should be the residence of Lord Scrivener." ”

"I've heard that the calligraphers of the Practical School have an exploratory spirit that is not inferior to that of hunters," Jia Xiao said, "maybe he went out early to investigate and collect materials." ”

Just after the discovery of the New World, with the discovery of a new batch of species, there was a big bang about the objects of observation and the amount of data. The scholars put forward a debate on "data statistics and field investigations, which can better restore the truth of monster ecology", and the results of the debate divided the entire academic community into a theoretical school with statistics as the core, and a practical school with practical investigation as the core, which continues to this day. The scribes who can go deep into the front line of the festival are all elites of the practice school, and the tomboy's guess has been recognized by most people.

"What then? Are we going to wait here? Xiong Bu Bai sat down under the wall boredly, "This cheap scribe went out early, and now that the area around the camp is so dangerous, if something happens, will it be counted on our heads......

"Don't talk...... You listen! Lu Xiu stopped Xiong Buji's words in a low voice, the dragon people were deaf and clear, and just now, they seemed to hear a slight noise in the room.

"What sound?" The teenagers pressed their ears to the door, and in a moment they heard the rhythmic "whining" sound in the room, which was endless, accompanied by occasional lip smacking.

"Poof...... What you call an exploratory pragmatist scrivener -- this is a return to sleep. Nie Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, pushed the other companions away, and rubbed his hands violently, as if he was thinking of some bad idea.

"Xiaoyang! That's a scrivener, don't play any bad tricks. Feng Chen dissuaded.

"He was the one who made us retreat from the front line to this hellish place, and I haven't fought a big monster once since the challenge sacrifice." The tall boy blinked, "As far as I know, the union scribes are old and stubborn, and it is much happier to see them eat deflated once than if I defeated a dog dragon king." ”

After all, they are all teenagers, and after Xiaoyang's instigation, no one will be silent anymore. Shentu Miaoling pretended not to know and turned her head away, Feng Chen only coughed dryly twice, and Jia Xiao pretended to say: "Pay attention to proportion." He also retreated to the side and looked at Xiao Yang with interest. The tall boy cleared his throat and arched his hands into a horn at his lips, causing him to scream as loudly as he could.

"The monsters are in!"

Nothing happened.

"This scribe is sleeping too deeply." The corners of Nie Xiaoyang's mouth, who was expecting something to happen, drooped, "Maybe I'll die in ...... one day."

"Plop!" There was a loud sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the room, followed by the sound of ping-pong debris collapsing, but in the midst of it, a faint moan was harsher than any noise.

"Scrivener-sama!" The teenagers couldn't help but panic that Xiaoyang's prank finally led to unpredictable consequences. If the scribe falls and injures his body, which affects the future expedition, then the valley trainees will lose hundreds of points in vain, and it will be difficult to get along in this camp.

The initiator, Nie Xiaoyang's face was miserable, and he was in a hurry, he confessed his guilt in his heart, his waist sank, his shoulders were pushed forward, and he ran in a few steps, and slammed into the door of the barracks. "Boom!" The door of the important target was obviously reinforced, and the tall boy was knocked into a stumbling position, but he did not shake the camp gate in the slightest.

Seeing that Xiong Buji had already untied the spear behind his back, Lu Xiu hurriedly stopped him: "If you go down with this shot, if you poke the scribe behind the door, it will become something if it's okay, let me come!"

The big horse gave way to Xiaoyang's position, his eyes flashed red, his right hand became a claw, and he grabbed the door latch impartially. The wood collided with the finger cuff, but it did not stop the latter's progress in the slightest. After a smack, the sawdust broke apart and the door finally burst open.

"Book...... Scrivener-sama? The boy pushed open the broken door and looked in to see what was going on.

The first was a warm air that didn't belong to winter, probably due to the burning of precious firewood that could be found in the swamp in this room.

"This scrivener is really delicate." The thought lingered in his mind for a moment.

Immediately afterward, there was nothing left in his head.

Three seconds later, the boy slammed the door back behind him and briefly explained to his anxious and skeptical companions, "Girls. ”

"Women?" Xiong Fuji's surprise was no less than that of Lu Xiu, who saw the situation head-on.

"Kid?" Shentu Miaoling's surprise was accompanied by more profound worries.

"Ahh Inside the barracks, a heavily distorted voice rang out in a high-pitched voice.

The girl slept darkly, probably hearing Xiaoyang's warning sound, and struggled to open the door, but tripped over the debris on the ground and fell to the ground. When the horse pushed the door open, the girl was trying to get up, and the cardigan's pajamas couldn't hide the spring light on her chest at all, but Lu Xiu was stunned.

"Yes, girl." Lu Xiu reminisced, and reluctantly erased the white flower from his mind, "I think our commission should end here." ”

"No, I suddenly feel that this may be a good opportunity for us to get close to the core commission," Feng Chen teased, "The other party is a trade union scrivener, even if he doesn't have the specific content of the core commission, at least he has the relevant knowledge." ”

"That's right," Nie Xiaoyang's panicked expression also vanished, "Now that I think about it, if I lost these four hundred competition points in vain, I also feel a little pity." Lu Xiu, if you go to accompany you, people may not let us continue to entrust. ”

"But ......," Lu Xiu still wanted to argue something, "it was you who scared her first, so it should be you who go." ”

"I didn't 'see' her." Xiao Yang hid from Jia Xiao beside him, and the word "see" was accentuated in his words.

"Whoever gets into trouble, he'll deal with it." Xiong Fuji smiled, secretly glad that he didn't make a move just now.

"It's not often that such a safe and well-paid commission is rare at a challenge festival." Feng Chen patted the big man on the back and said, "Our score depends on you." ”

The girl inside the door seemed to have finally woken up, and after trying to lock the door several times to no avail, she pushed the tables and chairs in the room to the door, blocking the door tightly. The girl still seemed to be angry, and groped out a hunting knife for self-defense from the debris on the ground, and poked it at the door with a "bang", the tip of the knife was half an inch long through the door, and it was especially shining with cold light.

"This group of teammates...... It's time to get into the trap! Lu Xiu, who was not good at words, held back for a long time before he hatefully held back a rebuke that he thought was vicious.