At the bell tavern in River Valley Town, when Zhao Qian quietly followed the waiter who led the way into with a big sword on his back, he found that this tavern, which had originally heard from some people that business was quite good, did not have any customers at the moment.

There were only five of them, and they sat quietly around a large table, with other tables and chairs in the rest of the tavern.

There was no bartender, and even the waiter who led the way silently bowed and left the place.

Zhao Qian looked at it, and subconsciously wanted to reveal some basic information about these five people, but there was nothing.

"Hint: The current unit is a passenger unit."

The ticket prompt sounded, and the man who was originally carrying the big sword paused.

The sword scabbard on his back was found in the cobbler's shop in the town that Zhao Qian had just found in the morning, and it was quite suitable. At least it saved me the embarrassment of carrying a heavy sword all the time.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

In the room of five people, one person was the first to speak, and his tone seemed to be familiar with the heavy swordsman standing at the door. It made the other four fox who heard this suspiciously glance between the two of them.

Shaking his head, he looked at someone who was pretending to be posturing, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh."

This tactic is nothing more than a trick.

"What?"

Zhao Qian asked rhetorically, but he didn't mean to climb up with his breath. In other words, in this situation where the situation is unclear, it is definitely very dangerous to talk nonsense.

"Giggles, let's get straight to the point."

The woman on the far right covered her lips and couldn't help but giggle. The scene in front of me is more like an immature farce, and some people hope to add some ridiculous drama with the help of certain possibilities.

"The five of us have now formed a temporary group, and the purpose is clear, just for the creature on the top of the lonely mountain."

The bald guy with his head in fur on the other side said, and the man with a not very square face glanced greedily at the woman called Rose.

She was covered in a bright red.

"Why ...... I"

Before he could finish speaking, a leather, rolled and crumpled scroll was thrown by the last old K in a peaked cap who didn't speak.

Reached.

Zhao Qian subconsciously caught it, and the thing in his hand did not give him any sense of danger.

What's more, the sound in his ears made his expression more and more suspicious.

"Hint: You get a Dark Gold (hidden) story quest item."

"Sketch of the Lonely Mountain Project"

"Item Rarity: Silver Story"

"Origin: Gandalf's Magic Hut in the Lord of the Rings World"

"Item Effect: Using this item, you will activate the Dark Gold (Hidden) Story Mission: Project Lonely Mountain."

"Item Restrictions: Only a maximum of 6 Travelers are allowed on the current mission."

"Comment: This is just one of Gandalf's ideas, but the exact content is unknown."

That's not the point.

Zhao Qian listened, but another task prompt sound came from his ears.

"You've got a team qualifying mission."

"Team Qualifier Mission: Pushing the Limits."

"Brief Description: Find the story creature with the highest combat power in the neighborhood and challenge him to him."

"Mission Description: The longer you hold on, the higher the station will rate you. Damage to that story creature that exceeds 50% of its total health is considered mission complete. ”

"Mission Objective: The current objective has been confirmed. Challenge the legendary creature of the Lonely Mountain, Smaug. Every 5 minutes, you will be given a mission decision boost, and escaping or dying will be considered a mission failure. ”

"Mission duration: within 3 days."

"Mission Tip: Leaving within 150 meters of Smaug will be considered an escape."

"Mission Tip: Persistence time of less than 5 minutes will be considered as a mission failure."

"How?"

In the empty tavern, the gloomy voice of the ash face sounded again.

With the bald guy "Peng", he put down the wine glass in his hand.

The scroll in Zhao Qian's hand was thrown back by him again.

"Yes."

He said, but the man was still standing in the doorway, and the scroll was firmly in the hands of old K.

"But I want to know, how to divide the key to Smaug?"

"Distribute according to the amount of effort, if there is something you want but exceed your share, you can make up for it with something else."

The man who spoke first said.

The person sitting next to him also looked like he took it for granted.

Zhao Qian listened and watched, but he didn't mention anything like the so-called travel points or potential points in it.

Sure enough, after the battle royale, travelers no longer value travel points so seriously.

"Yes."

He nodded in response.

There was silence again in the tavern.

Zhao Qian was still standing there, sitting on the edge of the rose pursed his lips, and looked at the man with the big sword on his back with interest.

The vigilance in him was palpable to all.

But no one laughed at him.

Because Zhao Qian is the weakest of them all, at least, from the point of view of feeling, there will be no mistakes. (To be continued.) )