It's really haunting.

Looking at the scar man who was approaching, although the other party would most likely not do anything to him now, he just used his momentum to oppress him as an ordinary boy.

But Su Mu was still very irritable.

It's like a fly always coming to you and asking, "What's your mission?" "What's your mission?"

He's just an ordinary player, he doesn't want to cause trouble, so let's spare him in the face of such a terrifying veteran.

"Didn't I tell you about finding the location of the basement?"

Su Mu's expression was indifferent, and he looked at the scar man who had already walked in front of him, with a touch of puzzlement on his face.

Immediately, a labor pain in his abdomen came to his mind, and this long-lost pain made him grin, and his eyes became a little deeper as he watched Scar Man withdraw the fist that had just hit him in the stomach.

"A simple and kind reminder."

Are you still pretending to be stupid here? The scar man tugged at the corners of his mouth and said softly, for the little white face in front of him who looked beautiful and harmless, he didn't believe that the other party would not give in under his threat.

Thinking of the cowardly appearance of the other party's face turning pale under his own questioning at the beginning, the scar man snorted with some disdain.

As for making enemies? He didn't think that the boy in front of him could do anything outstanding, and he could even give the flashlight that was obviously a key prop to others, and the scar man scoffed at this.

Although I don't know what the other party said to the terrifying old man who rang the bell, and what clever tricks he used to get the flashlight, the scar man didn't take it to heart.

The flashlight would be withdrawn from the more cowardly middle-aged man later, but now his primary goal was to find out what the task of the little white face was.

He really didn't expect that he would just be looking for clues needed for the mission and just happen to hear who the explorer identity he needed to know the most was who he was.

And it's still this little white face, it's really.... It didn't take much effort to get it.

"A simple kind reminder? I accepted this kindness. ”

Su Mu covered his stomach, which was a little painful, and muttered a little.

"But the mission is indeed that, you can't help it if you don't believe it."

The scar man frowned, didn't continue to move, looked at Su Mu condescendingly, and was silent for a few seconds.

"Very well, keep talking hard, I remember you, I hope you can be just as tough after the dinner."

The time of the dinner is only a few minutes, and it may be difficult to ask the other party at this time, and the scar man smiled viciously.

The boy across from him smiled as well.

"I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't know what you're talking about."

"However, my parents told me one thing when I was a child."

Su Mu grinned.

"Kindness will be rewarded."

Looking at the kid on the other side, who was still smiling, Scar Man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Interesting, threatening? You are the bravest of the newcomers. ”

He didn't take Su Mu's threat to heart, the other party was just an existence that he could play with.

The newcomer of the first copy is just an ordinary person who has not yet been assigned a profession, he has no skills, and his physical fitness is not as good as his own who has already added points, and the scar man can't think of anything terrible about him.

The skills attached to the identity in the dungeon are not too perverted, especially this kind of novice dungeon.

Boom... Boom... boom

The bell of the dinner slowly rang in the hall on the first floor, and the scar man turned away from the newcomer in front of him.

He didn't know much about the rules and threats of the ancient castle in front of him now, which was why he didn't continue to attack Su Mu.

If it was because of him that Su Mu couldn't attend the dinner, he wasn't sure if he would be punished.

Looking at the departing figure of the scar man, Su Mu rubbed his stomach, which was still in some severe pain, thinking about the scar man's task.

But for now, there is one more thing he needs to do.

"The damage I receive will make the giver feel twice as bad."

[In the judgment of the realistic ability of fraud, the judgment is successful! ] 】

[Reality is being rewritten!] 】

It's a pity that Su Mu's residual spiritual power can't help him rewrite more reality, otherwise he would have changed his way to make himself painless.

At this moment, the scar man who was walking not far in front suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, which made him cover his stomach and break out in a cold sweat.

"Damn it! What's going on? ”

Scar scratched his head in pain, the pain from which he came from made him wonder if he had a bad stomach.

Listening to the constant ringing of bells in my ears, it was only two minutes before the dinner began......

The threat of death made him ignore the pain, and quickly returned to his seat at the round table, looking at Su Mu who was following behind, both of them turned a little pale.

The middle-aged man's lips were a little sobbing, and he looked at Su Mu's somewhat pale face and was a little worried, but he didn't say anything.

The flashlight hung from his waist, and the rest of the eyes were constantly on him, with different expressions.

Soon, the bells in all directions slowly disappeared, and the clock in the most conspicuous part of the hall slowly turned to the moment that belonged to the dinner that Camille had spoken.

A low burst of music sounded, and several skeletons held up various musical instruments in the eyes of everyone, bringing them the most enthusiastic yin music.

Enduring this tortured yin music, a rickety figure appeared in front of everyone, with standard etiquette.

"By the Earl's orders, I, Camille, will bring the greatest dinner to our distinguished guests!"

Camille bowed to the crowd, and in the worried and frightened expressions of the seven people present, he gently struck the rusty bronze bell that had been holding in his hand.

Boom.....

In the shadow behind the old man's tuxedo, the two skeletons of the maid who had dragged a player out reappeared, each holding a large plate with a patinated round lid.

One of the plates was placed on the table, and Camille opened the lid on it with humble etiquette

"Gross...."

The white-collar woman and another high school girl suddenly turned pale, and they couldn't help but cover their mouths and roll their throats.

Above, a blurry rotten flesh hanging from a bracelet with a thousand marks of holes was placed on a plate and appeared in everyone's sight.

Even the tattooed man's expression instantly became a little ugly, and in an instant, everyone present understood the identity of this arm.

The Scar Man was silent, his eyes looking at Camille even more fearful.

"This dish is an appetizer given by the Earl himself, and it is used to entertain your distinguished guests."

"Are you satisfied?"

Camille's humble gaze patrolled everyone, and finally fixed on Su Mu.

…………