Chapter 210: No Book Is Written Without Coincidentality

Underground, there is another world with its own unique laws. It certainly won't welcome day-walkers like Barrett, and if it wants to go deeper, it will have to plan for everything.

On a street in the city-state of Muya, Barrett chewed on the crisp sweet and sour apple in his hand, while carefully thinking about the tools he might need to prepare for the adventure.

Ropes are not needed, because the dwarf mage Theodore Shining Gold has already given him the very useful magic rope. The magic rope could be stretched up to about sixty meters long, which should be almost enough.

Sturdy pitons? This can be bought a little more, and there are a lot of places where it can be used. Not only can pitons be used to secure ropes and make simple traps, but they can also be used as markers to prevent getting lost. It can even be transformed into a fishing hook or other predator if needed.

In addition, there are sleeping bags (Barrett doesn't know how long to stay underground), blankets (the underground is very cold), insect repellent (arthropods are far away), antidotes (can relieve most general poisons), disposable glowing stones (cost-effective, necessary for adventure), bandages (although they do not return blood, they can stop bleeding), and a certain amount of food (if not enough, you can also use local materials) and so on.

Barrett also decided to go extravagant on this adventure, buying two bottles of healing potions and vitality potions in case she needed them. It would be great if there was a grocery store that sold maps of the underworld with a reliable point.

He was silently making a list in his mind.

Not far away, several young adventurers walked straight in his direction. There was a small man in the group who wore a deep hood on his head in the middle of summer, as if he was not afraid of the heat. The little man seemed to be a dwarf, or a goblin, and the brute didn't care about it, he was just concentrating on his own business, but the group stopped directly in front of him.

"Hey, adventurer, are you new here? or are you alone?" asked the adventurer with a smile on his face.

Barrett looked at the other man. It's not, at least the one who finds fault won't laugh so kindly, and even a little flattering.

The barbarians knew that adventurers in some places had a tradition of xenophobia. Those who are xenophobic believe that newcomers will steal the tasks and business that belong to them, so they will bully seemingly unfamiliar faces for no reason.

But this is the city-state of Muya, and it shouldn't be like this. As you can see from the variety of aliens on the streets, this city-state is the most inclusive place on the continent. What's more, the mages are very orderly, and if you make trouble here, even the king won't be able to save you.

The young man who spoke saw the wariness in Barrett's eyes, "Sorry, it's a bit abrupt, let me introduce myself." He cleared his throat and said with the accent of an aristocratic man, "I am Weimar Mandalay, the captain of the 'Good Helper' adventure team, and you may call me Sir Weimar." He put the accent on the last two words, "These people in the back are all my teammates." We're all seasoned adventurers. ”

The knight doesn't look like it, but the coward in the town of 'Ganzros' can be the chief knight, and the person in front of him can naturally do it.

As for the experienced?Barrett just smiled inwardly.

"Hey, chief, how many times have I told you, don't go around promoting your knighthood. You can't force yourself to advertise yourself just because your dad is a knight, that kind of title is not hereditary. A young man next to Sir Weimar complained dissatisfiedly, "You will do this and make others look down on our 'good helper' adventure team!"

"Ahem...... Hey, hey, wait a minute. Sir Weimar blushed and smiled awkwardly at Barritt, then turned to his teammates and whispered, "You idiot is always against me, always tearing down my platform! If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat you, I would have wanted to beat you to the ground with one punch! I didn't do it for everyone! In this way, others would be able to think highly of us, and then we could better recruit helpers." ”

"Not necessarily. The young man named 'William' raised his eyebrows, "I've been teased many times, but you're always unrepentant, I think you're a nuisance to everyone." ”

"William, you, don't you want to be paid?"

"Why don't you pay me for what you've done wrong, Gary, tell me a few words!" said the young man named William to the little man in the hood next to him.

The little man in the hood just spread his hands, not wanting to get involved in the conversation.

"That's, guys, that's the ......," he interrupted the men's constant bickering, and said to the rather affectionately named adventure party, "I'm really new here, and I'm really alone, but I'm here to do my own thing, so no matter what the task you take, if the reward is, I'm not interested in joining, sorry." ”

"Oh, that's what it does, that bother. The Weimar Fake Sir said in frustration and prepared to leave with his teammates.

As he walked into the distance, he kept criticizing the player named William, "It's all your fault! Do you know why I'm looking for that guy? You look at his muscular muscles, and the kind of evil that he exudes, he looks like a pretty powerful guy. And the leather armor on his body was already so worn out and still in use, and he was still standing on the side of the street, with a very confused, confused expression on his face, which meant that he must be in need of money. When we don't have money, don't we just stand on the side of the street in a daze? So, this is an elite adventurer who needs money very much!"

Barrett looked depressed when she heard this. Although his petrified cowhide leather armor looks corroded on the surface, because he was soaked in dragon blood at that time, it rolled into the water quite in time, and the petrified cowhide itself has a certain corrosion resistance, so this set of leather armor is barely usable now. The defense is still better than the average cooked cowhide armor.

What's more, barbarians like to wear well-fitting leather armor, and it undoubtedly takes a long time to customize a set of fine leather armor made of special materials.

"An elite adventurer in need of money, do you know how important he is to us? If it weren't for your mouth, I would have recruited him into our ranks. There are fewer and fewer adventurers in the city-state who are willing to do dangerous tasks like ours, and now it's so easy to find someone!"

"Knowing that this kind of task is very dangerous, you still take it, isn't this a trick for everyone?" William retorted very dissatisfied, "This task is not something we can accomplish at all, Gary has warned you many times, but you just won't listen. ”

"It's not because the mission gives you more pay! You don't know, last time we failed the mission and didn't get paid, after paying the mission deposit, we only have thirteen silver coins left now, thirteen, if we don't want to die, we have to do a big vote!"

"It is precisely because there are fewer and fewer adventurers willing to go underground that we can receive this kind of mission." If it had been a task like this, which had more than tripled or quadrupled, how could it be our turn?"

He just said underground, "Hey, wait. Barrett stopped the group, "I'm sorry, I vaguely heard you just now, it seems that you are going underground, do you need to go to the underworld to complete this mission?"

"Yes. Sir Weimar nodded, "What's wrong? What's the problem? I know the Underworld is much more dangerous than it used to be, but it still can't bother our 'Good Helper' adventure team." After all, the people in our team are experienced adventurers!" he said, patting his chest.

"Actually, I was going to go underground. Barrett touched his chin and said, "If you don't mind, we can go together in a team, just in time." ”

The Underworld is unlike any other, and Barrett isn't very sure about it. But just like the dwarf mage's "dream chasing" that cost decades and a lot of money, the barbarian knew that he would have to make this trip sooner or later.

And the little ghost who is always with him, because in a place like the main material plane, where negative energy is scarce, there is no way to manifest it from the 'land of eternal sleep', so teaming up with these people in front of him is still very helpful to him.

"That's really not better!" Weimar said excitedly, and the other members of the team also showed happy expressions, "Our goal is to go underground, this, this is simply too coincidental! I don't know what to call it?"

"Barritt, Barrett MΓΆnggo," the brute said briefly.

Then he looked up at the sky again, and within the thin clouds, a pale pink magical barrier enveloped the entire mage's lair, the floating city of Al Safir. Two huge rings embedded with runes rotated alternately outside the magical barrier.

Coincidentally, maybe.

The sun is setting, the red glow is like a fire in the furnace, and the air is still extremely hot. At this time of year, the cool underground is a great place for adventure.

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