this messed up world

This unconscious crisis intuition had no time to warn, and Mason lay down tragically. This was the first accident he encountered in his career as an adventurer.

"Sure enough...Milu said that he wants to maximize the properties of the staff. It is really useful for knocking people out." Colin touched his smooth chin. He had a face that was not as delicate as an elf but had the resolute temperament of a Gangsa person in Shangri-La mainland. Face nodded, then grabbed Mason's ankle and dragged him away.

The villagers heard that Luna likes to call Milu Milu, and every time they see Milu blowing hair because of this name, they think it is cute, so now they call Milu Milu in private, and they dare not look up It's because they are afraid that Milu won't make new food for them after listening to it. The villagers are still very self-aware.

Mason, who was dragged away all the way, drew a wide strip on the dirt land he passed, and beat his drums on the back of his head when he passed the stone road. He was about to wake up from the pain and passed out again, making it easy for Colin to drag him Go to the door of Meow's restaurant.

After all, Meow’s restaurant is the gathering place for many village people. During non-dinner hours, a bunch of people chat and drink afternoon tea here. If they can bring them here to do work, they can continue here.

"Colin, why did you bring the uninvited guest?" Rockefeller, a villager who had just seen a vampire, frowned.

"...He said we were savages." Colin poked Mason, who was lying on the ground with his dead body, with the tip of his staff.

"Really?! Then just treat it as my afternoon tea, and I don't need to find someone to throw him out." The afternoon tea that Rockefeller said was Mason's blood.

"Wait, let's see what he's here for! I always feel that he was very surprised when he saw our village, and even took a parchment and got it right for a long time." MacArthur also saw this unlucky guy.

The parchment was in Mason's back pocket, and it was pulled out and spread out, and all the people having afternoon tea at Meow's restaurant leaned over.

"Yo! It's a treasure map!"

"That's right! But isn't the map pointing to our place?"

"Why don't I know what treasure is here?"

"Would you like to invite Instructor Abner to take a look? His time here is almost as close as that of the first generation. Maybe he will know something."

Someone was going to fetch Abner in a moment.

A group of people squatted on the ground boredly, poking here and there at Mason who was holding the corpse.

Just when Mason was harassed by those fingers and had to wake up, Abner had already read the treasure map.

At a glance, he saw a group of people surrounding him, and there were all kinds of races. Although Mason had traveled all over the Shangri-La mainland, he had never seen all kinds of races living together so peacefully. His jaw dropped in surprise. falling down.

"Are you an adventurer?" Bag asked, rubbing his chin.

"...It's... ah! That's my treasure map!" Mason found that his treasure map was missing, and the roll of parchment was in the hands of a stone giant, and he began to feel bad.

"You want to dig treasures in our village?" Pliny put his waist in, and he and MacArthur were the only ones in the crowd who didn't have to squat, and stood at just the right height.

Mason was sweating profusely, but looking at these villagers, he didn't feel like killing people to seize treasure.

Abner's stone-like face said calmly, "This treasure map was drawn by an old friend of mine. As for the cross on the mark, it is located in the central square of this village. Do you want to go and see it?"

"Uh... won't you steal the treasure from me?" Mason endured a headache, thinking in his heart that there is such a good thing?Is there anyone leading the way to the treasure location?

Everyone shook their heads. Basically, the people in Liufu Village are very curious. The people here are crouching dragons and hiding tigers. Except for food, they have very little desire for material things.

Mason was so happy that the carp jumped up, and the back of his head immediately felt a pain. He yelled a few times, and Koehler directly gave him a light treatment, "Stinky boy, what is it called! Who told you to call our villagers Weiwei? Civilize the natives, let you taste the pain to see if you dare to talk nonsense!"