The High Gnome, who calls himself Fenghua, is a dossier scholar from a planet named Oss in the other Crystal Wall system, who is traveling with his unicorn to earn money by the way.

"Unicorns?"

Chen Zhou glanced at the old dog paralyzed behind the stall, thinking that dwarfs were really strange people.

Rather than the unicorn dog, who wore horned ornaments and called himself a unicorn, he saw chainsaw swords, vibrating swords, antimatter rifles, electron cannons, and fighter jets that could turn into birds in their stalls......

It seems that the plane called Gray Eagle is probably a high-tech world similar to the Blue Star, but one step closer.

"Is the Greyhawk the Greyhawk that the rat has heard of? Could it be the echo of the Greyhawk plane?"

Rats always feel like there's something weird, is there such an echo as Gray Eagle 2000?

Although interested, Chen Zhou obviously could not afford such an expensive weapon as an antimatter rifle.

Not far away, though, another stall caught his eye even more:

"Uprooted, Recruiting Brave Ones, Paying Richly, Saving as Soon as You Can"

It turns out that even the brave have gone to the alien vegetable market to recruit these years?

"Of course, there will be powerful monsters that disturb the peace of various worlds every day, and if that world itself has no suitable people to deal with, they will choose to go to other planes to gather the strong."

But this form of recruiting and hiring brave men is quite imperfect.

The first is that the brave may become the new oppressor after the fact, and the second is that the hired person may unload the mill and kill the donkey on the spot afterwards.

Even the most outrageous thing is that as soon as the adventurer came to the door to become a brave man, he was directly knocked unconscious and abducted with a stick and sold to the slave market in Abyss or Brass City.

As a result, well-informed plane adventurers usually ignore such unfounded recruitment tasks and instead go to organizations with higher credit, such as unions and associations, to take on the corresponding tasks.

On the other hand, the victim plane backed by a high-level spellcaster is more likely to pull a lucky passerby from the endless multiverse through the 9-ring arcane "Otherworldly Gate......

"There are 9 rings, what kind of brave people are you summoning, wouldn't it be nice to go directly to the sky above the Demon King's house and bombard them with magic?"

Lily couldn't see through this kind of superfluous operation.

"But the fact that there are 9 rings of spells does not mean that there are 9th order spellcasters, it may also be the scrolls of ancient relics, plane trade, or magic arrays, etc."

All in all, even if the Otherworldly Gate was able to define the characteristics or types of objects it called, it would still be a rather random move.

"Well, I'll take a look at ......"

Immediately, Chen Zhou carefully looked at the details of the man's recruitment of the brave - to liberate the people from the queen of the Gisyankees who oppressed the tribesmen.

It looks quite reliable, but he doesn't quite know what a Giss Yankee is.

Having lived in the wizarding world for a year, he had a basic understanding of the common races on the main material plane, but most of the astral races had touched Chen Zhou's blind spot.

"Let's go, fool, the Queen of the Chicken Breeder is a demigod stronger than you."

Even if you get together a team of rookie adventurers like Chen Zhou, you will not be able to complete this task 1000%.

And the chicken breeders are not worth saving, they even eat roasted space hamsters!

I learned about the pits in the mission from the mouth of the rat, Chen Zhou's hair was cold all over his body on a hot day, can the adventurer market in the outer plane be good, how many pits are hidden by the mission publisher!

So, he led Bob directly past the noseless astral inhabitants like Voldemort and went to the Autumn Twilight Restaurant, which stood halfway up the mountain......

……

The tavern built in the Astral Half-Plane is like an Internet café is to an Internet café compared to the material plane.

The quaint wooden houses and furnishings have a history of thousands of years, and even the tables, chairs and floors of unknown wood in the lobby are dyed with different drinks.

The dimly lit tavern is surrounded by fog on the walls, allowing access to private rooms of different races, aesthetics, and cultures.

A tavern in a half-dimensional is infinitely spaced.

The shelves and counters are lined with ingredients and drinks at the customer's disposal, and in theory, the waiter can pick up any drink imaginable.

Including those that do not exist in the world, but the price is naturally ......

Fortunately, the food and many appetizers in the tavern are free of charge.

There were still vacant seats in the lobby, and Chen Zhou and his party casually looked for a table.

"I really don't want to teleport anymore." Bob had recovered for a while, but the feeling that his body was even bigger than he had drunk was quite unsettling.

"Just get used to it."

Without telling the other party that he planned to teleport several times in the plane, Chen Zhou looked at the wine list to himself.

"According to the Spell Guardian Root, there are many theories about the origin of this tavern, and although they believe that it was built by Archmage Araurum of Torreel or Elindelai of the Mysteries, there is also a theory that the Supreme Sas of the Spirit-Suction Monster is the creator."

Moreover, in the eyes of people in different planes and planes, the name, appearance, and environment of this tavern may change.

The only thing that everyone recognizes is that this tavern, this plane, is mixed with the Cosmos Serpent, the fragment of the origin of all the scale races

From this point of view, Chen Zhou pondered that the tavern itself was a special point of time and space.

At least the people you see in the tavern don't change with the visitor.

Bob didn't care about such trivial matters at all, only the good wine and the rules in the tavern.

Like every tavern in the wizarding world, there are many written rules or unwritten habits.

On the title page of the wine list, the main parts of it are written: food is free, be ready to leave, don't attack the waiter, attacking other guests outside the fight area will make you scorned by regulars, and management is not responsible for the loss of life and property outside the hall.

The hall is, of course, a safe zone.

"But according to Root, it wasn't the only bartender who had ever attacked the tavern, who was killed an unknown number of times, but refreshed in place every time a new guest arrived."

And the signature business smile is still the same.

Perhaps there wasn't a single living person among the tavern staff, including the bartender and waiter, and it was just the creation or effect of some kind of spell.

"Also, the hostesses' skirts are portals to random outer planes, Bob can give it a try if you're interested."

It is said that there are a few unlucky people who are teleported away every day......

"Huh? Women only get in the way of my drinking. Bob was dismissive of this.

Whether he had an idea before that or not, he completely dispelled his thoughts after learning about the existence of the portal.

"Random portals?"

The bad news is that Lily jumped at it.

(End of chapter)