Dungeon Player

Chapter 154 The Eternal Kingdom Dungeon Team (44, please recommend monthly votes)

[Bingfeng Luochen: Sister Gas is so terrifying! How many goblins did she shoot to death to develop her bow skills? No, I have to ask for advice in the game! 】

[Wing Watcher: What is the name of your guild? Is it called the "First Beta Players Union"? 】

[Carving a boat to fish: Today seems to be Lao Xia’s birthday? 】

[War History Recorder: Sister Gas’s money-making ability cannot be learned. 】

[Destiny Contract: Good pants. I really hate that kind of guy who disgusts others and does no good to himself]

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Sherlock read Umekawa Kuko's strategy post. Although he knew that players would definitely post strategies, he didn't expect that they would be posted in such detail and so quickly.

"After all, there is strength in numbers, and the monitor lizard is not a highly intelligent creature. It is only a matter of time before it is hung up and beaten by these terrifying upright apes." Blue said with emotion.

"Well, the efficiency is indeed quite high."

Sherlock replied while continuing to browse the forum.

A black dragon cub, holding bloody chrysanthemum tea, sat down opposite Sherlock and drank the bloody chrysanthemum tea cleanly.

Then looking at Sherlock who was tinkering in front of the computer, Black Dragon Goudan said:

"I feel the restlessness coming from the darkness. The whispers of hell burst out in my body with magic power that cannot be seen directly. I can hardly resist it..."

"Speak simply." Sherlock said without raising his head.

"I'm hungry, my stomach is growling."

Black Dragon Goudan lowered his head and said aggrievedly, rubbing his two little paws nervously on the table.

Sherlock poked his head out from behind the computer and frowned:

"Why are you hungry again? Did you just eat an hour ago?"

"The King of Darkness shining above the stars rises from the far side, and the power of the gods is everywhere, giving enough..."

Goudan opened his two little paws and said with an exaggerated expression.

"speak English."

"I'm growing taller and eating more."

Goudan said aggrievedly.

Sherlock glanced at Goudan and stood up.

He reached out and grabbed Goudan's wings from behind, then wrapped Goudan in his arm with one hand, dragging Goudan's fat butt to the door.

Opening the door, he gently threw the dog eggs on the ground and closed the door.

Goudan sat on the ground in a daze, and a goblin walked over.

"Damn it, I've been given the task of feeding the dog eggs!"

"Brother, seize the opportunity! Choose the tenderest lizard meat, and two more points in your speech. Goudan likes to hear it. If you feel comfortable, I will give you the kobold qualification!"

"6666"

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Without Goudan's voice, the entire Lord's Hall seemed quiet and peaceful.

Sherlock took a deep breath and saw a newspaper and two letters on his desk.

The newspaper said [Winterfell Monthly].

Sherlock browsed through it, and besides advertisements, there were also a few less conspicuous messages:

[The director of the Winterfell Defense Bureau resigned after taking the blame]

[No. 85 has broken out on fire, the scene is in a mess, and has been officially blocked by the Merchant Alliance. 】

…

After Sherlock read all the contents together, he picked up the other two letters in his hand.

[To Mr. Roxy—Winterfell Archeology Office]

"Dear Mr. Roxy:

Please rush to the Winterfell office as soon as possible after receiving the letter, and the No. 85 Ancient Ruins Archaeological Team will attend the meeting. "

[To Lord Sherlock—Winterfell Publicity Committee]

"Dear Lord Sherlock:

We do not intend to disturb you, but Winterfell is now in unprecedented trouble. We hope to use your power. In fact, it is the power of all the dungeons within the radius of Winterfell. Lord Sherlock, please receive the letter. , able to go to Winterfell Office.

We will provide generous rewards to thank you for your help! ——Winterfell Publicity Committee"

Sherlock put down the letter, and Blue asked strangely:

"Haven't the ruins been opened and confirmed that there are no treasures? Hasn't that ancient ruins been abandoned yet? There was a big fire. Could it be that Goudan's family members followed Goudan after discovering that Goudan was missing? Did you teleport the magic circle to Ancient Ruins No. 85 to look for Goudan? Then burned Goudan without finding Goudan? And then declared war on Winterfell out of a sudden thought?"

"Not to mention that Goudan has made a mess of the teleportation magic circle and cannot be used. If it is really Goudan's family, then they will go to the nearest Winter City to report the missing cub, and then publish the newspaper to find the child at a high price, and finally Then I will send a message to the nearby dungeon city masters one by one, and hand over the black dragon cub within ten days, otherwise everyone will be destroyed together. Instead of setting a fire to burn down the ruins."

Sherlock said firmly.

"Um, is this how Black Dragon looks for children?" Blue sounded a little surprised.

"There have been cases where black dragon cubs were lost in the past, and they were recovered using this method. In fact, most of them were recovered after being published in newspapers. As for why they threaten the surrounding dungeon lords. Because besides the underground The city lord will try to lure the black dragon cub to the dungeon, but who else do you think would try to imprison and restrain a black dragon cub? Just eating it will make the family poor."

After Sherlock finished speaking, Bruce thought about Goudan's recent appetite, and it was indeed what Sherlock said.

"Then what should we do now? Lord Sherlock?"

"Of course I'm going to the meeting to see what's going on." Sherlock stood up and put on his windbreaker.

"Ahem, Master Sherlock, are you planning to go directly like that?" Blue suddenly asked.

"Is there any problem?" Sherlock frowned and asked.

"Of course it's no problem if you just go as Sherlock, but if Sherlock also plans to attend the meeting as the dungeon lord, you will definitely be more than one lord present. In fact, this kind of occasion is It’s a great opportunity to show your strength in front of the merchant alliance, and you will get more investment opportunities in the future.”

Blue paused and said:

"In short, you need to bring some subordinates who can support the scene."

………………

On the streets of Winterfell, well-equipped beetle beasts were at the door of the Winterfell office.

At the entrance of the office, a large red carpet has been laid out, surrounded by an honor guard of all werewolves.

They wore silver-white armor, helmets with bright red feathers, one-handed swords at their waists, and spears and shields in their hands.

Obviously, many distinguished guests have come from all directions in the past few days, and these distinguished guests are all from nearby - the underground city lord.

A demon lord with an octopus head held his head high, and behind him was a guard composed of twelve beastmen and werewolves wearing full body armor. They held flags with octopus patterns and enjoyed the envy of passers-by. A look of awe.

He walked to the door of the office and was quickly greeted by a well-dressed beastman. He respectfully saluted the octopus-headed demon and then guided him inside.

There have been several demon lords like this here today, and each time they can arouse exclamations from the onlookers.

And while everyone was watching the Dungeon City Lord coming from outside, a beetle beast with the words "Winterfell No. 12 Bus Bug" written on its body slowly stopped at the office's bug station.

The door of the tin can on the carapace opened, and a neatly dressed demon appeared at the door, and then he took the lead and walked down.

Then came a nervous, looking around, wary succubus, and then a skeletal lich.

Four goblins and one... kobold? !

There are strange green words on their heads.

The equipment of the four goblins and the kobolds is extremely crude. The most important thing is, what the hell are the kobolds? Why do such lunatic-like creatures appear in Winterfell?

After this group, no one came down, and the bus bug quickly closed the door and continued running away.

There was a commotion among the onlookers, and many onlookers took two steps back in fear.

The main reason is that he is afraid of the kobold, who will attack the surrounding people indiscriminately.

Just when everyone was wondering what the people who got off the bus were doing, the four goblins and the kobolds were busy chattering for a while, and then the kobolds raised a flag.

The material of the flag is very simple, but the pattern on it is very surprising. It is a round black dragon cub sitting on the ground. It does not look very majestic. If it is the people of the eternal kingdom dungeon, first You can recognize it with your eyes, it's a 1.5 meter dog egg.

"Who are these people?"

"It's not from other dungeons, right?"

"They have their own flag, right?"

"Is the upper demon so poor?"

"That lich looks familiar, isn't he a top student?"

"Impossible, the top student has entered the Eternal Fire before the delegation from the Eternal Fire Dungeon."

"I feel a little embarrassed just looking at it. The kobold leader can no longer understand it. There are only four goblins and the equipment is so poor..."

"Maybe it's because of poverty."

"It's okay, there's a lich here!"

There were murmurs of discussion from the crowd of onlookers, but they were silent the next second.

It was not because of Sherlock's pressure, but because a black dragon cub flew over, bumped into Sherlock's arms, and then fell to the ground unsteadily.

A... dungeon master who hired a black dragon cub? !

"This is Winterfell?" the black dragon cub Goudan shook his head, making no secret of his identity as a black dragon:

"Why don't you let me ride with you on the Beetlemon? It really kills me."

Sherlock didn't answer, but already took a step forward. The succubus and the academic master behind him followed. Four goblins and a kobold also followed, chattering excitedly, looking quite excited.

The werewolf official stood at the door and looked at the strange combination in front of him in a daze. Before he could speak, Sherlock had already taken out a letter:

"We received an invitation for help from Winterfell. I am the lord of the dungeon in the eternal kingdom - Sherlock."

(Today is Lao Xia’s birthday, but there is no way to hold a birthday event because there are not enough stars. Everyone, go give Lao Xia some love!)

(PY is a gaming book created by "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: God of Killing System". It's a cool article. You can read the 44W words)

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