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The pie lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, and the girls who were full of wine and food left the hotel one after another to open a room in a nearby hotel for the night. Cesar, who was also about to leave, suddenly remembered the news he had been tortured in the afternoon, the news of the 'ruins' that sounded like that was very serious.

"Wait, don't go yet, I have something to say. Stopping Mourinho, who was about to go out, Cesar gestured to Sack and Bakken, and then went to Cecilia's side, ready to speak.

"Wait, Cesar, let me relieve myself first! There were too many beautiful girls just now, I wanted to make a good impression on them, and I was embarrassed to go to the toilet, I really couldn't hold it back this time!"

"I'll also go out and order a few platters and come back, and we will talk while eating. Sensing that the koala was still full, Cecilia stood up and said.

"Then I'm going to buy some beers. Sack stood up and said.

"Hurry up! You've got a lot of. Cesar said unhappily.

Within a few minutes, Bakken was the first to come back, and then said with a mysterious expression, "Hey, guess what I saw?"

"You are smiling so cheaply, do you have a lot of beautiful sisters next door who are not dressed?" guessed Cesar.

"Wrong, it's more incredible than a pretty sister!" Bakken shook his head, "You can't guess!"

"What the hell is going on, believe it or not?" asked Anna.

"Hehe, Lulu is in the next box, he's the only one, and he ordered a bunch of food and beer, and now he's lying on the table crying!

"Oh?" Hearing this gossip, Cesar's curiosity was also aroused. It's a pity that I didn't bring a camera today, otherwise it's a good choice to take two pictures of him and use them to extort living expenses.

"I'm going to check it out!" said Sach, who had entered the door with a beer in his hand, smirking as he walked out the door.

"I'll see later. I have important news!"

Cesar stopped the curious people and began to explain the news that had been asked for in the afternoon. The news related to the sub-god and the ruins, the information he got was relatively comprehensive, the location was a forest in the southern region, and a non-sane nascent scorpion sub-god controlled the entrance to a ruin, and the specific value was unknown. This god is of extremely low grade and has no brains. As long as it is operated properly, it is no more difficult to deal with than a mutated undead, and it is very suitable for their group of newcomers to practice.

At first, Cesar was going to keep the news to himself, but looking back, it didn't seem necessary to do so, in case there was no fart in the ruins. Your own losses will be great. In addition, he could not determine when the employer would act, and it was just as useless to delay the delay. In the end, he really couldn't spare time, especially when this kind of panic was coming.

Thereupon. He put the target on Sark and the others, I don't have time, it's okay, you just have it. Killing a god sounds so emotional? And with ruins for you to explore, what a perfect extracurricular practice? I don't have a lot of requirements. As long as you share a share of the profit, you can also pass on the risk loss. Sit back at home and wait for the money to be collected. Why not?

Hearing Cesar's 'news', Cecilia pulled the corners of her eyes, didn't say anything, just looked at him with disdain, what virtue this guy has, the girl has long been clear. Sack and the others also understand Xisa's thoughts, and it is indeed shameless enough to take advantage of them with just one news, but the God of Slaughter is really attractive to them, and this kind of most rubbish sub-god, there is no danger and can increase experience, and it is really cost-effective to explore the ruins, not to mention that Sack also plans to take his girlfriend out on a trip.

"How's it going?" said Cesar, looking at his friends expectantly.

"I'm not going, my uncle has some business there that I need to help with lately. Cecilia, the heir to the family, shrugged helplessly.

"I'm interested in the gods, and if the corpses of the gods are given to me, I'll go. Mourinho began.

"Uh......" Cesar opened his mouth, but closed it. Actually, what he wants most is a god corpse, and this thing must be very powerful to use as an undead, right? But considering that Mourinho is a rare wet nurse, if he is willing to go out, it doesn't hurt to give it to him.

"If the information is correct, I can go there, but the spare 'veins of the world' will be handled by my family. When it comes to sharing the spoils, Sack said unceremoniously.

"No opinion, I'm just playing soy sauce, and I'll be satisfied with a long experience on the side!" said the fat man who was going to see the excitement weakly.

"Of course the two of us will accompany Sark, of course!, however, two-thirds of the things in the ruins will belong to us, and we will have the right to choose, so you can only take the rest!" said the mushroom girl, and Anna nodded in agreement.

Rub, everything that is valuable is divided among you. Cesar grinned, then nodded, "No problem, I don't make a move, I'll be content if I can take a copy." ”

"Wait!" Anna suddenly stopped Cesar and continued, "Everyone is our own people, it's a little inappropriate for you to cheat us like this, right?"

"How?" wondered Cesar. I found a perfect place for you to practice, and I also gave you a free ruin for you to explore, why did the Sprinkle family pit you?

"If you take us to avoid risks, can you also help us pull a substitute for the dead to be cannon fodder in front?" Anna said.

"Huh?" "Cesar's egg hurts, eldest sister, you're too shrewd, aren't you?"

"That pervert next door is a good choice, right? The family is a noble son of the Sea Clan, rich and powerful, very suitable to be a road forward!" Anna smiled, and the people on the side nodded one after another. If there is a big boss like Lulu who is responsible for accommodation, food, transportation, and the cost of various tools, magic arrays, munitions, and explosives, it will be perfect!

"Ahem, since that's the case, then I'll try!" Seeing that the plan was successful, Cesar got up and walked next door. Even you have been fooled, and you are afraid that the geoduck with zero emotional intelligence will not be tricked? I have his handle in my hand, it's a big deal that everyone will turn their faces, and they can force him to do the same!

......

Through the glass window, a dark figure could be seen lying on the table sobbing.

'Bang bang bang...... Cesar knocked on the door.

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Cesar pushed open the door and walked inside.

"Who?Waiter?Get out, get out, get out!I'm not drunk!Bring wine, I want good wine!Coach, I want to drink ten bottles!" Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and shouted with a blank expression.

"Hey, slime monster, it's me!" Cesar said to the other side, greeting Lulu. Outside the door, Sark and the others peeked curiously.

"Cesar, it must be a hallucination, am I drinking too much?" Lulu touched his head and muttered suspiciously.

"That's right, it's all an illusion, I'm the deepest obsession in your heart, Ali Baba!" Cesar pressed his voice and pretended to be an old man.

"Aren't you Cesar?"

"Cesar is your inner demon, so I will appear in front of you in the form of him, I am Maimaiti, the subconscious of your heart!" said Cesar in a serious nonsense.

"Aren't you Alibaba?"

"No! you heard me wrong, my name is Stalin!" Cesar continued to beep.

"Oh, Stalin, why are you in front of me?" said Lulu curiously.

This guy is really drunk! Here's a chance, see how I fool you!

"I'm your subconscious, I'm going to solve your psychological barrier, I want you to be excited again, and regain the glory of the family! Sue me for your confusion, I'll answer it for you~!" said Sizaqiang with a smile.

"Family glory, family, Stalin, I'm sorry for my ancestors! My talent success rate is too low, I always fail, I try, but it never gets better! No matter how hard I work in school, I can only get second place. Even that guy from Cesar is better than me in the candy contest, and I can't be the first, I'm ashamed of my ancestors!" said the sad place, and pouted and cried.

Nima? The second grade is still so inferior, how can Lao Tzu, the fourth place, live? Also, compared to eating sugar, no one in this world can beat our brothers and sisters!

Hearing Lulu's crying, Mourinho outside the door said with some shame: "Am I going too far?

"Don't you think you're hypocritical? First place is pretty good, isn't it?" said Zac, who had fallen into the middle of the stream, with an unhappy expression.

"That's it, how can you play happily together in the future?" Bakken continued.

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