The first day of fighting was over, and at least they didn't encounter any more enemies during the day. But there wasn't much to go on, as it took a lot of time to search for any house that looked like it had a secret room or treasure chest - as a Bronze-level team, if you don't want to seal the secret realm formed by this monster lair, you can only try to reap the benefits from it. What's more, this team originally entered this place for money and equipment, and everyone's first goal has always been money and equipment.

Finding a house that had not yet collapsed, and blocking the windows and doorways with fallen stone and wood slabs from other buildings, so that the light from inside could not be revealed—they made a fire in the middle of the room, and the huge tattered furniture was chopped into firewood, and poured strange alchemical potions specially bought from the gray spire, which could burn for a long time after being lit. This special potion for camping is also a popular item these days, and it can save many adventurers from spending a lot of time collecting firewood for overnight fires. The fire was blazing, and in fact the planks and slabs and the like couldn't block out all the light, so the house would still stand out at night, but it was not yet night, and it was almost three hours before dark.

For three hours, they had to get a general idea of what was going on within a radius of a few hundred meters around them, and that was left to Maradona, the halfling. The two strong men were trying to find a safe resting spot in the house - this house was not small, the three-story house covered an area of more than 400 square meters. The hall was a space that reached the roof of the third floor, where a large fire was lit to heat the whole house, and of course they smashed a hole in the roof for smoke exhaust, and at the same time left enough space for air circulation when it was blocked by stone and wood boards. On the side of the hall, Zhou Zhongmou exerted great strength, lifted the stone slabs laid on the ground and dug out a huge cellar - the real cellar was not used, this cellar was ventilated at both ends, and in the middle was the resting place of Zhou Zhongmou and Rezenov, two strong men, and one end of the cellar was a fire here, and the hot air was sent into the cellar through guò ventilation, and the dry hot air quickly dried the newly dug cellar and became warm.

The resting point of apprentice Ivanov, halfling thief Maradona and demon hunter Natasha is hidden on the second floor, where Rezenov used his rich adventure experience to guide Zhou Zhongmou to build a well-camouflaged fake collapse room with stone and wood planks, hiding here that is warm by hot air and not exposed to fire. After this qiē, it was already dark. Maradona the halfling did not notice the enemy, and after quickly eating his dry food by the fire, he went to his hiding place to rest - in such a situation, any action to stay by the fire and laugh is out of place.

Zhou Zhongmou lay on one side of the cellar, his arms resting behind his head, looking at the black top of the cellar - the top of the cellar was just a stone floor that was chimeled with each other, and then Rezenov specially used a stone pad to strengthen it when he was digging. The light of the fire shone faintly through another camouflaged entrance and exit of the cellar, bringing in warm, dry air, and the temperature throughout the cellar was pleasant and drowsy. Zhou Zhongmou didn't have the desire to sleep, at least not now, he didn't think about anything in his mind, just looked at the flickering stone slab above his head. In this situation, his mind became hazy, and Rezenov on the side called him a few words, and after finding that there was no response, he thought he was asleep, so he also muttered a few words, then took out a wine jug from his arms, drank a few sips, and then turned over to rest.

Zhou Zhongmou, who seemed to be asleep, heard a voice from the second floor, it was a halfling joking with his apprentice Ivanov in a low voice, while Natasha was laughing softly beside him, helping Ivanov fight back against Maradona's jokes from time to time, he listened to this qiē calmly, and then gradually let the god of sleep pull him into the kingdom of God.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Zhongmou suddenly woke up with a spirit. His sixth sense told him that something seemed wrong, and he glanced at the entrance and exit of the cellar and saw that nothing was unusual. Then he closed his eyes slightly and focused all his mind on his ears, and heard nothing, "Nothing?!no! it can't be nothing!" Before he fell asleep, he could distinctly hear the sound of air outside the house flowing into the passageway, and faintly outside he could hear the sound of low footsteps and roars in the distance—the muffled sound waves could travel far away, especially in the cellar. But now, there was no sound—outside, the only thing that could be heard was the crackling of hot air on the flames and the sound of breathing coming from the other side of the cellar and from the second floor.

He didn't hear anything, but Zhou Zhongmou's sixth sense was frantically alarming, and his heart was throbbing for this, which he had never seen before. Zhou Zhongmou knew very well that he had never been so nervous, and there must be something wrong no matter what. He gently got up from the ground and curled the fur on the ground slightly, although it was uncomfortable, but he did not take off his chain mail and leather armor. Now he put on his steel-toed boots, picked up his sword and shield, and struck the ground where Rezenov was lying with his broadsword.

Rezenov is also a veteran, he didn't make any movement after being awakened by Zhou Zhongmou, he saw Zhou Zhongmou's grim face, didn't ask anything, put on his shoes directly, and then picked up his weapon. Zhou Zhongmou pointed to the top of his head with his finger, and Rezenov understood, and he gently rubbed a small statue in his hand a few times. Soon, Zhou Zhongmou heard that the breathing upstairs suddenly became rapid and much lighter. "It seems that this father and daughter still have good magic props for communication, and they are still silent. That's good. Now, it's time to find out what's going on."

But in the current situation, no one can climb out to investigate, the current time - Rezenov has signaled that it is about two o'clock in the morning, the halfling obviously does not have the courage and technology, if he has this ability, this guy will not be just a thief in the black iron position. As for climbing to the top of the building to investigate, this is a good idea, but it is also quite dangerous. If Ivanov's level is higher, such as being a mage at the bronze level, he can be called a magician, but he can use a lot of spells for reconnaissance and vigilance, but unfortunately the only way now is to let the Demon Hunter Natasha climb to the top of the building to investigate, there is a skill in the Demon Hunter profession that allows her to see at night as if it were day, and the combination of another long-range vision skill is a very good reconnaissance skill.

But unfortunately they can't get the word out now, and the old guy obviously doesn't want his daughter to take the risk - after all, the devil knows what kind of monsters might be out there, and goblins and even ogres are fine, but if there are flying monsters, it will be troublesome. After Rezenov woke up, he also sensed that something was wrong out of experience, and the experience of dozens of adventures made this guy one step closer to knowing the severity of the situation than Zhou Zhongmou.

Zhou Zhongmou climbed to the exit of the cellar, and he saw the halfling on the second floor moving silently to an angle where he could see the entrance to the cellar downstairs with the help of the thief's unique light body technique. He also saw Zhou Zhongmou, and he gestured wildly at Zhou Zhongmou. Zhou Zhongmou scratched his head, retracted and pulled Rezenov, and after the two of them gestured for a while, Rezenov whispered to Zhou Zhongmou: "Natasha has climbed up" His face was full of worry.

Then there was no news, and time passed bit by bit. About half an hour as long as a year passed, and finally Zhou Zhongmou's keen sense of touch sensed something—the earth was shaking rhythmically