When Robert heard that he was going to join the Thorn Flower tomorrow, he chuckled in his heart, and thought: "I just met Avril tonight, firstly, the room did not turn on the light, and secondly, my face was beaten like this by the old virgin, and it is estimated that Avril probably didn't recognize me!"

Then he thought again: "If you go to join the Thorn Flower now, you will definitely be caught by Avril, wouldn't it be a big deal!"

Thinking of this, he turned to Fox and said, "Director, this week is still the study month, and next week will be the mission month, I suggest that it is more appropriate to go next week!"

Fox snorted~~, took a puff of cigarette, thought about it, "um", and said: "I made such a fuss just now, and I don't know what to do with it above, so it's good to listen to the wind first!

They were busy all night and talked for a long time, and after a while, drowsiness hit, and Fox and Capono yawned and left.

Robert turned off the light, stretched, and said, "Sleep a little longer!" and immediately lay down on the bed, covered with the quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

The fat man was also tired enough to choke, and fell asleep, and Decon stayed up all night reading Mao Shu, and at this time he couldn't bear it anymore, and after a while, he snored loudly.

Hearing the snoring of everyone one after another, Robert opened his eyes, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and quietly took Avril's clothes out of his arms, touched the piece of leather, and couldn't help but thump in his heart, thinking: "Turn around, or return to my hands, hey~~, this is like going to masturbate, one point of hard work, one point of harvest!"

Robert secretly rejoiced for a while, couldn't help but be curious, reached out to tear the leather, but found that the leather was already firmly stuck to the skirt, and with a shake of his hand, a blade as thin as a cicada's wing instantly appeared on his fingertips, and he gently flicked the leather paste with the blade.

After a while, Robert peeled off the leather completely, pinched it in his hand, only felt smooth and soft, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised: "This leather has been torn for so many years, I don't know how many people have torn it, it has not been damaged at all, just this material, if you take it to the auction house, you can sell a lot of gold coins!"

Robert tucked the leather into his arms, got out of bed, pretended to be urgent, and walked lightly to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, Robert closed the door, turned on the light, and eagerly took the leather out of his arms.

I saw that the leather handkerchief was the size of the skin, the color of the skin, as thin as a cicada's wing, smooth on one side, and a picture and some strange words were drawn on the other side, and the edges around it were uneven, as if they had been torn off.

Robert leaned the leather into the light and looked closely.

I saw that this picture was a medicine bottle-like thing, and the dimensions, tolerances, etc. were also marked on it, and it was drawn very carefully.

He looked at the leather, only to feel confused, and said to himself, "This...... What is this? Is it a healing potion? A magic potion? It took so much effort to get this thing!"

I looked at the words below, and the words were crooked, like earthworms crawling, and my face showed a blank look, and I just felt that I didn't know any of them.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind: "Aren't these the lost goblin texts? Could this be a goblin craft map? It can't be wrong, goblin craft map, goblin craft map, goblin craft map......"

He was ecstatic in his heart, only to feel his heart pounding, his hands were trembling slightly, and his heart was turning over and over again as he muttered this sentence.

You must know that goblins used to be the masters of the Phantom Demon Continent, ruling this continent for tens of thousands of years, creating a brilliant civilization, establishing a powerful goblin kingdom, relying on their unique craftsmanship, to create a large number of mechanized weapons, such as: goblin tanks, goblin airships, goblin mortars, goblin mines, etc., with these mechanized weapons, they have annexed various countries one by one, turning other races into their slaves.

About 10,000 years ago, slaves rose up against the rule of the goblins.

The four main forces of the rebels are elves, humans, dwarves, and orcs, among which orcs are strong and natural warriors who can charge into battle, elves are good at magic and can provide strong fire support in the rear, dwarves are proficient in forging and can provide a large number of exquisite weapons, and humans are good at planning and strategizing to win thousands of miles away.

After a hundred years of war, the rebels finally defeated the goblin kingdom and regarded the goblin crafts as evil magic, and burned them, so the goblin craft maps that have been handed down to the present day are very rare and valuable.

After looking at it for a while, Robert thought to himself: "This is probably a goblin craft map, but these strange words have long been lost, and it is estimated that few people on the road can recognize them, so who can make this box-like thing?"

Thinking of this, he sighed heavily, only to feel that he had suddenly gone from the human world to heaven, and then fell back to the human world from heaven in an instant, this feeling of gaining and losing was only more frustrating to him than never getting it.

Robert took the leather back into his arms, and suddenly thought: "No wonder the academy doesn't care much about losing this leather, it turns out, they already know that no one can make this thing! Now this leather is on me, I can't throw it away, and I can't play its role, it's like a hot potato, if someone finds out, it's yellow mud into the crotch of my pants, it's not but! What can I do?"

After thinking for a while, he suddenly slapped his thigh, and suddenly remembered the method of flying fish, and said, "Why don't I stick it to my skin?

Back in bed, Robert couldn't calm down, and kept thinking about how to translate the goblin text, turning over and over again, and couldn't fall asleep until it was dawn, and then he was a little drowsy.

At that moment, a creak was heard, and the door was opened.

Robert was suddenly awakened, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Bruce walking into the bedroom with a haggard face.

Robert didn't feel sleepy anymore and asked in a low voice, "Bruce, how many gold coins did you win?"

Bruce turned his head to look at Robert, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said bitterly: "Hey~~, don't mention it, I won a little at first, but then I lost a few in a row, not only did I lose all of them, but I also lost a dozen gold coins!Hey~~!" he sighed, his voice was full of remorse and unwillingness.

Robert said: "Competing is like going to masturbate, tired and tired, and there are fewer gold coins!"

Hearing Robert's "masturbation theory", Bruce was disapproving, pretending to be indifferent and light-hearted, and said lightly: "Competition is indeed the same as masturbation, a small masturbation is pleasant, a big masturbation hurts, and the canopy is wiped out! I just go for a small masturbation, that is, to cultivate sentiment, and make a fortune, why not?"

Just as the two were talking in a whisper, there was a knock on the door with "bang, bang, bang" three times.

As soon as he heard this voice, Robert knew that it was Capono coming, got out of bed and opened the door, and a short dwarf in front of him looked at him with a grin, who else could it be if it was not Capono?