From the Dungeon, Slaughter the Demon Apostle

"I really know this, isn't it because the sun and the moon are moving, and the Rhea continent is also moving."

Momo scratched his head. If you want to say that what the old man said is wrong, it seems almost the same. If you say that what he said is right, you can't explain to him those who revolve around themselves.

"Well, my answer is correct." Huntelaar looked proud.

Momo gritted her teeth and said:

"Okay, you're right, it's your turn to ask the question."

"Well, that's pretty much the same. I asked you a history question just now, and now I'm going to ask you a geography question. How many indigenous peoples are there on the continent of Terra, and where are they located on the continent?"

Momo was amused when she heard it, but she still asked smartly:

"You have two questions here, are you planning to ask two questions at the same time?"

The old man quickly waved his hand and said:

"No, no, just tell me how many aborigines there are, but you have to..."

Before Huntelaar finished speaking, Momo had already begun to answer:

"The aborigines have fourteen ethnic groups in total, they are the Meizu and the Qianshan tribe..."

Huntelaar didn't expect this little girl to know even such a remote question. For new immigrants, no one would care about these things. However, he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded when he saw my sister-in-law's ears pricked up. .

It turned out that the family was of the blood of the aborigines. I was careless for a while, and I hit the muzzle of the gun. I really did it myself.

"Well, I didn't answer wrong, did I, old man?"

Momo looked at Huntelaar proudly.

The old man said unconvinced:

"You're right, let's come up with the question quickly."

Momo rolled up her sleeves and sneered:

"This time I am convinced that you lost, listen carefully..."

But suddenly Ling Fei pulled him back, Ling Fei blinked at Mo Mo and said:

"Momo, since Bachelor Huntelaar is knowledgeable and talented, how about letting me ask the last question?"

Momo obviously still has more to say. To her, this is just a game she thought up, but seeing Ling Fei wink at her, even if she doesn't want to, she can only pout and say:

"Okay, okay, you can ask."

Ling Fei smiled, took out a fist-sized transparent fragment from his arms, put it in front of Hartral and said:

"I don't know if the old man has seen this kind of thing. Do you know what his melting point is?"

Huntelaar reached out and grabbed the crystal block, looked it over carefully, then stuck out his tongue and licked it and said:

"This should not be minerals, it should be some kind of biological shell."

When Ling Fei heard this, his eyes lit up, and he asked quickly:

"Does the old man know what this is?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"I'm not a biology researcher. How would I know? As for the melting point you mentioned, I don't know very well, but I know a famous blacksmith. That old boy likes to smelt all kinds of things the most. Maybe he knows... "

Unexpectedly, this lucky question actually yielded unexpected results. Ling Fei hurriedly asked:

"Can the old man tell me where I can meet that blacksmith master?"

"Tell you, it's okay, but it's not so easy for you to see him. The old man has a weird temper like me, and now he only studies skills, and rarely makes weapons for people. If you want to see them, you have to look at your face." Not big enough."

Huntelaar said with a playful face.

Momo interjected unhappily:

"Hey, old man, if you don't know the melting point, that means you lost, don't let it go"

Huntelaar's eyes bulged, and he said angrily:

"Little girl, whoever loses will be tied at most. Besides, you haven't said what the melting point is."

Momo laughed like a thief who had succeeded in a trick:

"Hey, old man, just admit it, don't forget our agreement, the house will be sold if there is a tie! As for the melting point of this thing, it needs to be over 3,000 degrees!"

Huntelaar looked at Momo suspiciously, then glanced at Ling Fei again, Momo immediately stood in front of Ling Fei and said confidently:

"Why, if you don't believe me, then you can go to experiment."

Now Huntelaar was speechless, this experiment can be done by saying that the experiment can be done, he waved his hands:

"Okay, I won't ask the last question. I didn't expect you to be such a weird little girl. Even if it's a tie, you can't miss a word of gold coins!"

………

At the same time, in a magnificent house.

Fatty Lades, a rich businessman back then, no longer has the eloquence when he introduced the house to Ling Fei, and the arrogance when he faced West.

He stood obediently in the hall of the study, with a frightened face, looking at the door from time to time with some trepidation, as if he was waiting for some important person.

After a while, a black-haired man wearing a gray tights and plain clothes walked in from the door. This man looked ordinary, but he was dignified. He glanced at Lades and asked expressionlessly:

"Lades, the master asked you if the house was given away?"

After seeing the person~www.readwn.com~, Lades seemed to be discouraged. He just wanted to have a conversation with the other party, but when he asked him a word, his whole body suddenly became discouraged.

He took two steps forward and said to the man:

"Master Rhodes, Saris officially notified me today that this... that kid didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't want the master's house, but instead bought the house of that old man Huntelaar."

The black-haired man asked with a half-smile:

"Then you mean that the master's house was not given away. Don't you?"

Lades complexion changed slightly, and hastily added:

"Forgive me, my lord. I have already lowered the price to 2,600 gold coins. This price is basically a half-sale and half-free price in the wealthy area. If it is cheaper, I am afraid that the boy will suspect it."

The black-haired man nodded and thought for a while:

"You're right. It's meaningless if it's too obvious. Now our purpose is to monitor, and we haven't reached the point of wooing. We're just rookies."

Lades quietly wiped off the sweat from his head, took two steps closer nervously, and asked in a low voice:

"Where is the master..."

The black-haired man glanced at the fat man's pale face, and said slowly:

"Okay, what do you have to do, just do what you want. I will answer truthfully from the master's side, but you have to remember, don't provoke that kid if you have nothing to do. If the matter is revealed, be careful of your dog's head."

As if he had received an amnesty, Lades quickly said:

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

Looking at the back of Lades running for his life, the black-haired man stood thoughtfully for a moment, and whispered to himself:

"It seems that I still underestimated this young mercenary..."