Lord of terror

Kunz affirmed Niubi and Bald Donkey's answers, and the Monkey King agreed with an "oh~" and seemed to lose interest in other things, turning around and entering the private room.

Although the layout of this place is different from that of Datang, since the good nephew brought him to eat, he also smelled the aroma of delicious food downstairs, thinking it was a restaurant, and the arrangement of long tables and seats was indeed a restaurant after entering.Dasheng found a chair nearby, jumped on it, squatted on the chair and slapped the table, "Xiao Er! A ​​jug of wine! A plate of beef and a bowl of noodles! A big bowl of noodles! No chili!"

It was he who returned to the human world for the first time, and after entering the restaurant, he imitated the food called by ordinary people.Except for the ones in the back, no chili... Monkey tongue, can't eat spicy food.

"Uncle, I'll call you."

"Okay~ my good nephew~ go, go." The Great Sage squatted on the chair, waving his hairy paw at Kunz.

He walked forward, and a group of followers came in behind him. They were quite strange. How could Kunz let them be with Monroe's hero?You know, heroes can also be converted.

The Great Sage looked at the group of people and waved his paws at them: "Old officials, come and sit down."

Although there is a language barrier between the two sides, it is not difficult to guess the Monkey King's actions. It should be to invite them to sit down.

As soon as Kunz went out, he saw the captain and representatives of other forces: "The favored ones are up there, the captain can welcome me. I'm sorry, everyone, Monroe is too short of manpower at the moment."

A group of people saluted Kunz, saying please feel free.

Before today, Meng Luofei's only shortcoming was the lack of top-notch combat power, barely considered top-notch, just a short-lived ghost Jin Qiangwei.Although Lord Meng Luofei grew at an astonishing speed, before Jin Qiangwei died, his growth could not reach the top.The Warren Tier family was just the first idiot to do it. Could it be that the vans of other families are clean?

Now, the appearance of Monkey Hero has almost made up for this shortcoming.

It's not that Meng Luofei is invincible, but that once he makes a move, those who make the first move will face unbearable heavy losses. This kind of loss may not only make them unable to guarantee their own results, but also be eaten by the latecomers.

→_→To put it simply, in one sentence, it is the stupid X who will do it first, no matter now or in the future.

This is the trouble with too many forces running hand in hand. Everyone wants to fight for their own interests, and no one wants to become a weak person.

Deep Sea Fish didn't get the chance to personally serve the food upstairs. After all, as the scale of the restaurant grows and there are more and more NPCs, her behavior may be interpreted as snatching the opportunity to gain favor.

It's a pity, but Deep Sea Fish is very calm, (*/ω＼*) Brother Hou will definitely come here often in the future, and there will always be a chance to be a great sage, so don't worry——As the most famous chef in Monroe, Just so confident!

The Great Sage wants noodles, and today they are all noodles, beef ramen, but there is no chili, so I can’t make spicy oil. It’s a pity.

Lanxing's Huahuajia Beef Ramen is a fast food snack on the street, and it is too much for a state banquet.Putting it in Meng Luofei, even if it is not to meet the requirements of the Great Sage alone, the beef ramen is not too much at all. This is a pasta made of fine white flour that has never been seen before. Food, all high-end food.

The dim sum served with the beef ramen is savory pork crispy patties, with large pieces of braised pork.

[Great Sage, have fun! ] Serving Dasheng’s meal was a Hello Kitty wearing an apron, her eyes were shining—seeing Dasheng’s all Gejigeji’s eyes were shining, and she did not hide her fervent love.

The noodles are completely different from the noodles I saw in the small restaurants in the world back then, and the people who serve the rice are completely different.It is not the appearance, but the attitude shown by the other party.What used to be fear and ridicule towards him as an incomprehensible monkey is now worship and love for the Monkey King.

The monkey scratched its nose with its hairy paw, picked up the chopsticks and stirred it, and a lump of noodles rolled up on the chopsticks.He is already a monkey who can use chopsticks freely.

The noodles are smooth and springy, the soup is rich, and... the Monkey King also tasted a taste that cannot be tasted with the tongue, which is the emotion that the chefs pour into when cooking.

[Cook for the Great Sage! ][Be sure to make the most delicious noodles! ]

[Great Sage, Great Sage!Be sure to live happily in Monroe. ]

[The Great Sage's Mao Mao looks so good, I want to masturbate...] (O﹃O)

Everything was fine up front, but at the end, the Great Sage shivered, but while shivering, he rolled another lump of noodles.This is incense.It was the offerings given to him by the children, and the old grandson accepted it!

The Great Sage ate to his heart's content, but he didn't ignore the bull-nosed and bald donkeys from other lands, knowing that they were all staring at him.But is the Great Sage a person who is afraid of looking at him?Looking at it, one of the monkey king's vellus hairs is indispensable.

Those children with bright eyes and mouths saying "Luo Mao, hehe, Lu Mao" made the Great Sage even more afraid.

After gurgling and drinking the soup, the great sage raised his hand and said, "My good nephew, these are three life-saving hairs. If you need to say hello, my grandson will come right away!"

Three vellus hairs fell on Kunz's forehead, and his red hair had a light golden tinge.

"Uncle, wait a minute!" Kunz was afraid that the Great Sage would run away, so he rushed to catch it, but it was empty, and the Great Sage turned back when he heard his call.

"Good nephew, what's the matter?"

"Great Sage, you have also seen so many people outside of me. Moreover, when we are still in war in Mengluofei, the people are fighting a lot. I wonder if we can use the power of the Great Sage?"

"Hiss~" The Great Sage took a deep breath, and he glanced at the fur on his claws with nostalgia, "Tell me! How much hair do you want? Anyway, the old grandson has been wearing armor all the time!"

The Monkey King is ready to cut his hair reluctantly.

Kunz looked at the Great Sage, and remembered three scenes from watching reruns of TV dramas when he was a child. One was that the Great Sage put on the equipment triumphantly as soon as he got the equipment from the Dragon Palace, and showed off among the monkeys.The second one is that Brother Hou got a tiger skin skirt and happily wore it on his body.The third one is that Tang Seng gave the fake hat and real gold hoop he got from the Bodhisattva to the elder brother, and the elder brother was so happy that he ran to the water's edge to look at himself.

The beauty of the Monkey King also has beauty, right?

But it is such a monkey who loves beauty, but he is willing to shave his hair.

The heroes of the florists always put ordinary people first.

"I don't need my uncle's vellus hair, I just need my uncle's share of supernatural powers. I don't understand the specifics. Let Selfi tell you."

The captain held up a clipboard: Hello, Monkey King.I'm Selfie Manton, it's a pleasure working with you.

Facing the Monkey King, the captain restrained the arrogance and frivolity of all the nobles. He stood up and looked straight at the Monkey King.

"Sure, let's go." Although the Great Sage is a spiritual species, he was also classified as a demon at the beginning. After traveling to the West and passing through various countries, he can treat all other people as equals. When he saw a blond-haired and green-eyed person, No fuss at all.While speaking, knowing that the other party didn't understand, he swiped his finger and drew a line of words painted with iron hooks, "It's good to call the voice walker, or just call Lao Sun directly, and don't say the Monkey King."

Captain: All right, Sun Walker.

The captain looked at the title of the walker, what does the walker mean?This is a down-to-earth hero.

The captain left with the Great Sage, but the favored ones in the private room did not leave.But there are still a group of "second masters" downstairs.

Kunz waited for 5 minutes, waiting for these few to speak, but none of them spoke: "My dear friends, should we study the problem of skill setting?"

Although they have discussed it with the players, there is only one skill and one job name, which can be added and modified at any time.

"Viscount, regarding occupation and skills, you should discuss with us first. You can go to other things first." Herrscher nodded to Kunz.

Obviously the owner, but Kunz was evicted.

"Okay, then I'm excused." Kunz didn't feel humiliated. Looking at the world where strength speaks, it should be so.He nodded, stood up and went downstairs.

Although the specific allocation of the reception has been arranged by the official side, he still needs to come forward.

As Kunz walked forward, the followers began to discuss the issues they had studied in the sky just now.

Herrscher: "This hero... is complete."

Dancer: "Yes, although he looks like a monkey, his personality is very complete. His integrity, among the heroes I have seen, can at least be ranked in the top ten. Geji Geji must treat them Heroes have an extremely complete set of legends, and most of these Geji Geji can’t be said to be familiar with this legend, but at least they will understand a general idea.”

The homeless tailor grumbled, "Yes, thank you for the explanation. After all, we are all a bunch of fools and great artists."

"As for everyone's professional suits, how about I design them? Don't say that you have already shown them to those players. We can position the suits you showed as top-level suits, and there are novice suits, ordinary suits, elite suits, etc. in the rest. "The dancer's Dancing Daughter is worthy of being the god of carnival, and he reacts very quickly to things related to playing.

"You can't do this! Clothing designs and colors are my lord's domain!" The wandering tailor objected for countless times.

The paladin raised his hand: "I don't need it."

Wandering Tailor: "Oh~ my dear..."

Paladin continued: "I'm pretty sure that Spring Shepherd prefers the elf style, we design it ourselves."

The wandering tailor was even more panicked, his face covered in cold sweat: "But... but my lord..."

"My friend, we all know that you support us. Please pass the equipment of the Catcher in the Rye through your hands." The peasant woman said softly.

The wandering tailor immediately showed a grateful expression: "Thank you! Thank you! Of course, of course, I support everyone. After all, this is a good thing, a good thing..." He let out a sigh of relief, that kind of weak look, but he didn't look like him at all. He thought it was a good thing, but he finally saw the situation clearly and could speak human words.

The rest of the dependents ignored him, and they returned to the topic again.

Old knight: "These little guys have a profound history." He nodded after finishing speaking, "This is as it should be, without a deep accumulation, it is impossible to cultivate such a good fighter."

Or the dancers: "Most of them are educated, it's unimaginable... how on earth did they educate so many people?"

Paladin: "I agree with the point of being educated. They have moral standards above the standard and are very cautious about sex. At least for most people, they are not superficial disguises, and they will not be frivolous and greedy."

Madame: "I don't know whether to praise the viscount or hate him. He separated the slaves from men and women and prevented them from multiplying. However, he used various means to improve the status of women and prevent them from being harmed. Even now Monroe There are not any married couples, but it is conceivable that even a commoner's wife has enough status in the family."

Peasant woman: "They have new farming methods. They are not only hardworking, but also willing to farm. Even if there is no divine grace, they will have a bumper harvest this year." She glanced at the drinker, "It's just that they want to grow wheat besides farming wheat. What other food to grow? In this world, is there any food other than wheat?"

The drinker swallowed the noodle in his mouth—they could master the chopsticks quickly, and the drinker would never let go of any pleasant enjoyment: "Of course it's not food, it's just a crop for wine making You plant yours, I plant mine, everyone has their own happiness, isn't it good? Oh, yes, Monroe is no longer a barren rural place, look at the enjoyment here, the food, utensils here ...They just lack some materials, and if they get it, then this place will be even better. There is no doubt that these are brought by those gejigeji."

The first-time fisherman took his last sip of soup: "They're a menace, not like the demonic kind, but just as terrifying, but with limitless opportunities. Destroy or cooperate, I don't care." He shrugged and began Eat the leftover braised pork.

Geji Geji's faith brought a chance to go ashore to the snail girl he admired, but it was just a chance, and no one knew what the future would hold.And for him, all of this is just the beginning. Whether it is the church of the Conch Conch Girl or the Concrete Concrete Girl herself, they have paid very little, and they will not feel regretful even if they lose it.

"This is a good idea!" The wandering tailor waved his hand excitedly, "The appearance of Viscount Monroe and the collapse of the crack will undoubtedly bring turmoil to the whole world. Why do we... I... I ahhh Ah, my lord! My lord, have mercy! Please have mercy on me! Please..."

The wandering tailor who was waving his arms and legs trying to convince everyone to give up suddenly began to wither, like rotten food under a high-speed camera.The first is shrinkage. The wandering tailor was originally a middle-aged character, very similar to a businessman, but if you look closely, you can find that his chubby round face has no wrinkles, and his skin is smooth, but now the smooth skin has a lot of wrinkles. pleats.Then there was discoloration, his wrinkled skin, along with his colorful patchwork clothes, getting darker and darker until it was a dark brown like the earth.Finally, it collapsed, and he began to fall little by little...

Because he opened his mouth wide and begged, his mouth fell out first, followed by his waving hands. After a few minutes, his whole body turned into a pile of dust. The wind blew, and the black dust turned into white, just like that. Like snowflakes, the room is indeed filled with an aura of ice and snow.

The businessman looked at the position where the homeless tailor was sitting just now, and curled his lips in disdain: "Idiot."

Fishermen feel that they have paid very little, so do they pay more?Compared with the huge power of the main gods, the contribution of various churches so far is nothing more than a grain of sand—including the baby-carrying lady enshrined by peasant women. His main believers are indeed farmers, but which nobleman dare not worship him?Do you want to lose your wheat harvest and starve to death?

If you give up, who among the twelve main gods can afford to lose?

Before today, what they were looking at was indeed the collapse of the rift, but after just now, some people thought that their greatest interest was still the reconstruction of the world rules after the rift collapsed?

"It's really an idiot." Even the Herrscher nodded.

They all sensed the pried law.The fisherman's abandonment is understandable, and the blower girl is different from other gods in the big realm.The wandering tailor actually advocated giving up?

In recent years, Mr. Wu Xiao has become the god with the weakest sense of existence among the twelve main gods. Although he is only the patron saint of tailors, he is the god the Lord wishes, with the right to rest, and the god of winter, who also has partial authority to die.Once famous.But I don't know how He chose him back then. This favored person is too suitable for the name of the favored person. He is a competent tailor who only cares about making clothes everywhere.

If he didn't die just now, there is no doubt that the other followers will be very happy to let him quit, and if there is one less person to share the bread, the others will of course be able to eat more.

It's a pity that Mr. Wind Howl is not a fool. In peacetime, he might not care that his loved one is a fool, but in the face of the coming turmoil, he changed people.

Scepter stuffed the candy into his mouth and narrowed his eyes comfortably: "Who do you think it is?"

The old knight snorted coldly: "Don't spy on God."

The undertaker bent his fingers and knocked on the table: "Don't you think we've been talking nonsense for a long time? To Meng Luofei, I'll join, I'll protect you, do you have anything else to say? I want to go to the bookstore to read."

The lawyer slammed down a book in front of him, a thick paper-bound book: "Since we cooperate, we need to establish rules."

More than half of the other dependents rolled their eyes, but they didn't refute.

"Very good, since everyone agrees, let's start." Opening the thick book, Herrscher grabbed a quill from the void. It seemed to disappear at any time, but it could make Herrscher Hold onto the paper and write in clear handwriting, "The twelve relatives hereby swear to abide by the agreement of this law, and those who break the agreement will be rejected by God. What do you think?"

"No problem." "Yes." "Agreed."

The whistling cold wind blew in from the open window, and no one paid attention to it. In front of many favored people, the wind rolled snowflakes and fell on the vacant seats. The wind stopped, and No.11 voice sounded: "I will join. "

The Herrscher didn't give the newcomer an extra look, his focus was on the hardcover book.Obviously the pen is in his hand, but when someone agrees, the words written on the pen tip will be replaced with a different handwriting, and the titles of different relatives will be signed.

The new wandering tailor took a breath and sat down—this one was not as fancy as the fat tailor who was covered in patchwork before. He was wearing a long black coat, a measuring tape around his neck, and a lot of clothes. Adventurers also like to use the multi-grid belt, but instead of throwing knives, daggers or poison bottles, he has a variety of scissors and a few sewing kits in his belt.He also has the appearance of a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, but he can be regarded as a handsome middle-aged guy, with a slightly thin face that looks calm and gentle.

He was a little nervous. After all, those present looked younger than him, but the youngest one was actually several times older than him. Age represents the accumulation of more experience, and it will also make them have more complicated relationships with each other. , or enemies or friends, between favored ones and favored ones, occasionally there will be personal relationships that have nothing to do with God.

The wandering tailor smiled back at the fisherman, wife, peasant woman, and businessman who showed him a friendly smile. These people were not necessarily friendly to him, just as those who ignored him were not necessarily malicious.

He was trembling, especially when he took over the position of the wandering tailor, he also accepted part of the memory left by his predecessor—the memory without the emotion of the predecessor, just the memory he saw with his eyes—he knew that what he was facing now was probably the law This is the first major change of the era, which is both danger and opportunity.

He also knows that a god may not change a favored person for hundreds or even thousands of years, but once the god changes his favored person, he... will often change several, or even a dozen, until he Finally satisfied, or tired of the replacement, I heard that the predecessor only settled after being replaced by more than a dozen.

He must work hard to not be replaced!

"Wait! The profession of converting to my lord needs to be called differently, not a tailor." The current wandering tailor really wants to complain about his predecessor, and he suspects that he doesn't want to bother with this matter at all-but you don't use it on such important things. Brain, what use is your brain?

As Mr. Wind Howl's vassal, is the most important priesthood controlled by his master god to be a tailor? !Certainly not.

Which priesthood is not more important than the patron saint of tailors, Mr. Whistling?Even the least mentioned Borei is better than a tailor.

And although he only read some memories of his predecessor, he also knew that those militant Geji Geji could not be interested in a tailor.They are like a group of teenagers who crave excitement, novelty and beauty.

——His predecessor really didn't even make a good tailor. He didn't even know that a qualified tailor should cut different clothes according to different customers.

Lawyer stopped writing: "For what?"

"Winter Hunter." The current wandering tailor said affirmatively. While saying this title, the current wandering tailor felt a trace of satisfaction from Mr. Howling.He breathed a sigh of relief, the first level was passed, "The first skill is the splitting wind."

"Ok."

The author has something to say: Great Sage: ε=(?ο｀*))) Huh... Fortunately, my grandson's vellus hair was saved.One person, one hair, my old grandson really can't do it