Dungeon Player

Chapter 140 I need to hire a secretary (24, please vote for monthly votes)

When the dozen or so figures were wandering around the dead battlefield and counting their equipment, two goblins and three goblins rushed towards them not far away.

When Arthur and the others approached a certain distance, the dozen or so figures began to run away at extremely fast speeds. Each figure was holding a lot of equipment. As they ran, they made a ping-ping-pong-pong sound. The two pieces of equipment were thrown to the ground with a thud.

The fallen equipment tripped one of the figures, and the figure fell to the ground with a "click!" and stopped moving.

Arthur rushed forward, raised his dagger and was about to stab the entire figure lying on the ground with one sword.

But when Arthur saw the true face of that figure, he was stunned.

It was a pile of broken skeletons.

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"What the hell... where is our equipment?"

Ou Chimao looked at the large open space in front of him. In addition to the blood all over the ground, which showed that a battle had just occurred here, there were no corpses, armors, or weapons.

Being dragged away? Was it taken away? A wild monster did it? System refreshed?

The players did not give up and quickly spread out to search.

Ou Chi Spear, Leopard Head Zero Charge and Zhu Gen Bao, these three friends who met in the game, naturally formed a three-person team and began to search for possible equipment.

After searching around, the three people found nothing and sat down together in the open space.

"It's gone...there's nothing left...I want A..." (A: game terminology, abandoning the game)

Ou Chimai said with dull eyes.

"Please hurry up. My sister also wants to play this game. Please apply with the official and give her the second test qualification. Please."

The leopard-headed Lingchong, who was also wearing only his underpants, cupped his fists and said please to Ou Chimai.

"I have just decided that for your sister, even if I endure tremendous grief, I will continue to play."

Ou Chimao immediately counterattacked.

Seeing that the two people were about to quarrel again, Zhuogenbao, who was sitting on the edge, stood up and looked at a place among the rocks not far away. There was a figure flashing past in that place just now.

Zhuo Genbao was about to go over to check, but he saw something covered in mud jumping out from behind the stone, and then jumping over. Under the mud, there were only a pair of small, slightly narrowed eyes.

"Fuck! What is that?"

Ou Chimai was arguing with Leopard Head Lingchong when he suddenly saw a creature about the same height and size appearing in front of him, and he stood up in fright.

"Are you... here to find the group of Goblin warriors just now?

The weird creature asked in the poor common language of the underground world.

"The batch just now?"

"This is an NPC."

Leopard-headed Lingchong said to Ou Chimai.

"Are you from the underground city? Are you from the newly opened underground city nearby?" The strange creature wrapped in mud asked.

"That's right! We are the people of the eternal kingdom, the warriors of the underground world! Do you have any tasks for us?"

The goblin with [Eating Spear] on his head stood out with his chest raised.

"please help me!"

The strange creature shouted to the [Grassing Root Treasure] in front of them.

"I'll call the others."

Zhuo Genbao stood up and was about to call someone, but he was stopped by the leopard head Lingchong next to him. Zhuo Genbao was wondering, and Ou Chimao next to him also looked at Zhuo Genbao.

The expressions of the two people suddenly became lewd, and their eyes narrowed into a half-moon shape with laughter.

They both whispered at the same time:

"Hush, this is the adventure mission that the boss said."

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"Why do you want to recycle these junk equipment?" A black dragon cub stood next to the Lich academic master, watching the academic master control the skeleton soldiers in the crystal ball and recycle the equipment left by the players in various places. .

"This is Lord Sherlock's order."

As the academic master answered, he had already started writing notes inside his head:

88: Two assimilated goblins appeared. The words on their heads are [Arthur] and [Umekawa Kuko], which need to be studied carefully;

89: Lord Sherlock attaches great importance to those junk equipment. It is very likely that the secrets on these goblins are related to it and are research targets that need attention;

"It turns out it was an order from my lifelong enemy, haha." Goudan nodded, straightened up, and sat down on a stone in his lair, crossing his forelimbs and hugging each other.

"Isn't Sir Sherlock our boss?" The top student raised his head and looked at Goudan with doubtful eyes.

"How can I, the Dragon of Darkness, the King of the Sin Realm, and the resister of God's Punishment, have a boss? I just signed a truce agreement with my lifelong enemy." Goudan looked arrogant:

"Do you think he is just a simple high-level demon? No, Lich, you are too young. He is a great demon who has been active on the stage of history since ancient times. He is the inheritor of the Seven Sins and the Fire of Karma. The Terminator, the Tongue of Judgment, uh...uh...the Lord of Hell! To be able to stand up to me, you must at least have such a title!"

After Goudan finished speaking, his two front paws were already inserted into his waist.

The top student looked at Goudan expressionlessly.

Goudan waited for a few seconds but did not receive a reply from Xueba. Perhaps because he felt the silence was a bit awkward, Goudan changed the topic:

"But what does my lifelong enemy plan to do with these goblin equipment?"

"I don't know, but with Sir Sherlock's personality, he might put it on the shelves and sell it to them again." The top student replied expressionlessly.

Goudan was stunned for a moment when he heard the top student's answer. His first reaction was that he heard it wrong. After confirming that he heard it correctly, he slowly opened his mouth.

Xueba didn't care about Goudan's reaction, but silently made a note in his heart:

90: [The inheritor of the Seven Sins, the Terminator of Karmic Fire, the Tongue of Judgment, and the Lord of Hell] needs investigation.

91: Lord Sherlock also has delusions.

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"The equipment brought back will be returned to players who are willing to work all day, and a task will be issued to solve the problem. The commercial district will continue to be developed, and it will be a new place for players to trade, and then an industrial district. , I will use magic stones to purchase corresponding supporting facilities..."

Sherlock said to Blue and began to write and draw on the dungeon plan on the core.

"What a perfect plan, Lord Sherlock! But I originally thought that I would maintain my enthusiasm for exploration for a few days. I didn't expect that so many people would give up so quickly. However, when it is so difficult, I also feel that It’s because you’re not at a high level, so practice leveling first and then go out.” Blue continued:

"But some players seem to be in contact with outside creatures. Don't we need to intervene?"

"There is no need to intervene. If I intervene every time, will I still have personal time? Again, I let them build the dungeon, not be their nanny." Sherlock shook his head.

Just as Sherlock was planning the future development of the dungeon, a fire suddenly ignited in the core, and then a newspaper and two letters were spit out from the flames.

Sherlock picked up the letter first, which read:

[To my dear friend, Lord Sherlock—Professor Bacon, Deputy Director of the Academic Affairs Office of the College of the Dead]

"My dear friend Lord Sherlock:

Ah, dear Lord Sherlock, it has been almost a month since we said goodbye. I really miss the time I spent with Lord Sherlock. "

"Huh? Didn't he just meet Lord Sherlock a few times?" Blue asked strangely.

Sherlock ignored Blue and continued reading:

"Due to some teaching tasks, I was arranged to travel to Winterfell, which is very close to Lord Sherlock's dungeon. I just wanted to ask some questions by the way. Lord Sherlock, if possible, please arrange those brothers as soon as possible. The Bryns continue to participate in the graduation research project of our college, because it has been a long time, and some stubborn elements within the college feel that Lord Sherlock is deliberately delaying and does not want to complete the contract.

Of course, these are all nonsense!

Sir Sherlock will never forget his contract with our Academy of the Undead because he arranged for the goblins to do other things, such as participating in gladiatorial battles, cleaning up around the dungeon, or other chores.

I have 100% trust in Lord Sherlock!

It's just that Sir Sherlock is asked to pay more attention to this matter. There is a lot of pressure within the college. Parents have come to make trouble in the past few days.

Also, are there any students in need of help, Sir Sherlock?

I wish Lord Sherlock good health and farewell. ——Love your bacon”

"Um... Sir Sherlock has forgotten?" Blue asked after thinking for a long time after reading the letter.

Sherlock shrugged and picked up another letter:

[To my best friend, Lord Sherlock - Poison Man, the boss of the arena in the northern underground world]

"My dear friend Lord Sherlock:

Ah, dear Lord Sherlock, it has been almost ten days since we said goodbye. I really miss the good times I had with Lord Sherlock. "

"Hmm...it feels a little subtle. Didn't Lord Sherlock just meet him once?" Blue said again.

Sherlock still didn't answer.

"Our Northern Underground World Arena Shareholders Meeting, after research and decision, officially approved the signing of a strategic partnership contract between us and Lord Sherlock. We have also agreed to all the requirements you have made, Lord Sherlock.

In order to show how much we value Sir Sherlock and your warriors, we have specially arranged an initial show, and have asked Sir Sherlock to lead your warriors to participate tomorrow.

Specific specifications for the first show are as follows:

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I wish Lord Sherlock good health and farewell. ——The poisonous man who respects you"

"It's really subtle..." Bruyou muttered to himself.

Sherlock put down the letter, picked up the last newspaper, and said:

"I suddenly felt that I needed to hire a secretary."

(Rub your face and ask for a monthly ticket——!! (Marmot screams))

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