Chapter 30 Compared to the seagulls in the storm, people see more seagulls making French fries on the pier

Author: The former Keda Duck

Chapter 30 Compared to the seagulls in the storm, people see more seagulls making French fries on the pier

Huang Lang was a little hesitant when facing the task issued by Hammond.

He hopes to enrich his money bag, improve his adventurer level, and be of average interest in world peace, but these are not the reasons why he hesitates.

The reason why Huang Lang really hesitated is that he felt that this was a main task.

And he is the kind of person who will find ways to clear out all the side tasks he can do before doing the main tasks.

This is a mentality that many players, or people will have. Many times, many players who do this do not do the sidelines as they claim to be for the complete game experience.

The main mission means generous rewards and opportunities to change the progress of the world, but it also means strong enemies and ubiquitous risks.

If you have the opportunity to make you stronger as much as possible, reduce risks, and increase your winning rate while still getting generous rewards. In other words, do more side quests before doing the main line, then why not?

Are there any players in the Black Soul who choose to kill everything with a wooden stick?

The answer is naturally [yes], but after all, such players are an absolute minority, and a large number of these minority players do this is because they want to broadcast live - in other words, being [tooed] can give

They bring benefits.

From the point of view of this, the seagulls flying in the storm are an absolute minority after all; however, the seagulls who go to the docks to spend the whole fries are overwhelming.

This is what Huang Lang felt when he was in the current stage of his adventure in this other world - he felt that he had not done much side missions to explore the world since he came to another world, and he felt that he had been in the main mission all the time.

Huang Lang thought: [Faced with a strong enemy and danger, it is indeed good to fight wits and courage, but do we have to do something else? I am not a seagull. The meaning of survival every day is to do some French fries and save them every day.

The world audiences don’t like to watch it either…probably?]

However, the program team and the system obviously did not want to give him the intention of rejecting it, because the blood-red team escort mission appeared again in his mission list: [Wings of Love, Blood of the Stars: Together with Serena-Star Dew

Go to the capital of the United Kingdom of Elfs]

[God!!! I am still in love with the Wings of Li, but there is no pink and green hair behind me. Two Galaxy singers singing for myself. I don’t drive any transformed fighter... Wait, go together

The capital of the Elf Kingdom is not escorted, what's going on?]

Huang Lang, who was complaining wildly in his heart, suddenly noticed the abnormal text in the mission, and then he noticed Hammond's expression and eyes--Hammond, who turned his back to other adventurers in the guild hall, was projecting at this moment.

I came over with a very meaningful look, and a faint smile was also on the corner of my mouth.

Looking at Hammond's expression, Huang Lang suddenly noticed that compared to Hammond's expression, the guild hall was like a background board, and noticed that many of the dozen adventurers were scattered in the hall.

Everyone looked erratic and glanced at them from time to time.

[Such an important action, a secret matter, why do you find a place to close the door and say that you have to arrange it directly in the hall?]

When such a thought flashed through his mind, Huang Lang suddenly realized it like a monkey who was hit by a master with a three-legged ruler on his head.

"This natural duty is unavoidable. I will follow Lord Yan Yi's instructions." Huang Lang nodded to Hammond with a sense of enlightenment and clarity in his heart.

"Very good, I'll open a room for you at the branch. You can rest here first. Helena and I will go to recruit a team and set off when we are ready." Hammond nodded with satisfaction, and then he was right.

The receptionist, waiting behind the counter, waved, "Hafsol, prepare a comfortable room for this gentleman."

The dwarf walked out and took Huang Lang away. After watching the dwarf leave with Huang Lang, Hammond explained to his old friend Alice, "Take her daughter ready to go", then

He left too.

How Alice comforted her daughter Serena, let's not talk about it for the time being. Huang Lang followed the dwarf Hoffsol all the way to the hotel in the backyard of the branch, and was settled into a room on the third floor with very good conditions.

Then soon someone brought food and water to Huang Lang.

"If Mr. Dorn needs anything else, just call me with the crystal on the table at any time." The dwarf Hoffsol said and retreated.

After the dwarf left, Huang Lang began to look at the surrounding environment:

This is a pretty standard room in the Northland - flames are burning in the fireplace, the low chairs, single beds and other furniture in the room are almost made of stone, and the stone dining table is fixed on the ground, and the branch kitchen is provided.

Typical northern food.

These foods include hot soup stewed with camel beast meat, ice berry pie made of frozen raspberries in the crystalline forest, a large lump of oil balls frozen from the oil of some kind of animal, and a pot of pot

Spiritual wine.

It is a meal that aims to provide calories and fat.

Huang Lang had no intention of eating. He came to the stone bed covered with a lot of animal hair and leather. Just as he was about to sit down, he felt a breeze blowing in front of him. When he looked up, he found that Hammond was sitting empty just now.

On the bed without anything.

"You're smart," Hammond showed an approving smile, and after a glance at the food that had not moved at all on the table, the approving smile became stronger, "It's also very cautious, this is very good,

Two qualities are critical to your next task.”

"Thank you." Huang Lang replied in a humble and arrogant manner.

"You should be proud of these two qualities. My impression of the Dorn family has improved a lot. Do you know, in recent years, many young adventurers have forgotten the most important quality of being an adventurer.

, That's to be smart," Hammond sighed softly, "They are so focused on force, and I'm glad to see another smart guy."

"This made me feel very frightened," Huang Lang bowed slightly, "My father has always taught me not to easily make people expect themselves."

"Your father is very wise, because not a very smart person will always make wishes casually because of that kind. It is a headache. Let's talk about the next arrangement now..."

Next, the old rock sculpture showed Huang Lang his cunning side in addition to being unrestrained and generous:

A series of actions in the living room, just as Huang Lang guessed, was a smoke bomb.

According to the arrangement of the old rock sculpture, the old rock sculpture himself guarded two puppets pretending to be Huang Lang and Serena, and headed towards the elves' kingdom.

The real Bluebus-Erenau will be accompanied by two other puppets disguised as Huang Lang and Serena, and will be accompanied by another companion in the adventure group that year, a legendary ranger guard, heading to the capital of the Elf United Kingdom through another road.

.

Huang Lang will follow a caravan along with the real Serena Arenor Starlu, follow a caravan, go through the caravan's route, and go to the final destination, the capital of the Elf United Kingdom, through the official road of the Inland Empire, through the Eternal Empire.

The troops were divided into three groups, real and fake, and built a plank road openly and crossed Chencang secretly.

"Fighting with evil and other experts who play tricks, these are essential," Hammond said in a low voice. "The identity you will adopt is a fake identity that I have always used in recent years. Your name

It's [Ditel-Tras]………”

Then, Hammond explained to Huang Lang that one of his many disguised identities in the world in recent years, and gave many details.

The lights in the room did not go out until late at night.

There was nothing to say all night, and the sun was at noon the next day. The snowstorm was not that strong. When the temperature was at a higher position in the day, a caravan in Baigu was about to set off.

This is a standard human inland trade caravan, which will transport goods from the inland of the empire to border cities and then pull back the specialties from the border. Such caravans have tens of thousands of caravans in the empire, and the caravans run together.

I have also run a route hundreds or thousands of times, but I am not as familiar as I can.

But unlike the guys who lack passion for the next itinerary because the route is not good, Mr. Batavia, the owner of the caravan, seemed very excited, wearing thick clothes and walking around the place.

"Look at the boss, it seems like his wife is giving birth to a baby," a caravan's mate poked his elbow to his companion who was pulling the reins of the camel beast, "What's wrong? Is there anything good?"

"I'm not very clear, but it is said that the boss had the opportunity to pull a distinguished guest this time," the guy who was poked shook his head in the thick clothes, "Who knows, it's not our business anyway."

"Do your business well," the head of the Adventurer Team, who was in charge of guarding the caravan, happened to pass by and heard two guys gossiping and interrupted, "There are indeed distinguished guests, so you should perform better,

Do you understand?"

After hearing this, the guys curled their lips and didn't care - no matter what distinguished guests you are, the benefits are all the boss's, and what does it have to do with us.

Seeing the unconcerned look of the guys, the leader of the Adventurer Squad was about to scold him, but suddenly he saw Mr. Batavia running over quickly with a smile on his face.

This is a man who looks middle-aged. His face may be quite handsome, but two large beards cover up most of the face, completely destroying the youthful aura that may still be left on the face;

In the part, Mr. Batavia could see a wrinkle that looked almost fixed between his eyebrows. Coupled with the man's gloomy gaze, his thin closed lips gave people a daunting feeling.

Mr. Batavia knew that the man in front of him looked like a wolf when he was serious now, but even when he smiled, he just turned from a wolf to a tiger. His vicious temperament probably would not change at all.

However, for many years in the layman's business, Mr. Batavia had long understood a truth: respect should be due to the power, wealth or status of the object, and it has nothing to do with itself, and it has nothing to do with appearance or appearance.

Mr. Batavia doesn't like the person in front of him, but he is willing to cooperate with the person in front of him.

Because according to what he knows, Mr. Dieter Tras is a businessman with a lot of "energy" in the capital circle, and he does some secret businesses that deal with big names - such as some difficult things to do.

, more sensitive jewelry, or beauty, etc.

Batavia was able to get in touch with this gentleman because his sister married an official in the capital circle.

Although the caravan owner was puzzled about why the famous businessman in the underground world in the capital circle appeared in Baigu and why he decided to set off with his caravan, Batavia had already learned to control his curiosity, so he saw

When Dieter appeared, he greeted Dieter very enthusiastically, and then led Dieter to the best car in his convoy.

"Do you need anything?" Batavia asked enthusiastically.

"Try not to disturb us, and the delivery person must remember to knock on the door." Mr. Dieter said as he was about to drill into the car, but he was forced to stop - because the one beside him

People have no intention of moving.

Seeing this scene, Dieter seemed to be angry. He gently pulled a blue light belt appeared on his hand, and the other end connected to the wrist of the person behind him.

Dieter pulled it suddenly and said rudely, "Be honest", the man behind him was staggered and had to crawl into the car.

After this break, Mr. Batavia had the chance to see the man in an instant.

That was a beautiful woman.

She has hair as bright as sunlight that the residents of the North desire most, and her teeth as dazzling as pearls make people feel that this girl has this teeth as if she is shouldering a special mission of God - that is laughing.

However, the girl had no smile on her face at this moment, only her face was angry, stubborn and sad.

But even so, it did not damage her amazing beauty.

She has pink lips like spring flowers, and the lines on her face are as soft as the goddess carved by sculptors. Combined with this dazzling face are big dark blue eyes, like creamy skin.

The lines are like stone carvings, the face is as beautiful as the moon, but the expression is as cold as ice.

It was such a fatal combination - Mr. Batavia sighed in his heart. While sighing, he also roughly understood why Dieter appeared in the north.

How did I find such a beauty, or was it to catch some escaped beauty and go back?

Batavia didn't dare to think too much, so he quickly closed the door of the carriage, and then told the guards and the guys not to bother the two guests in the carriage if they were fine.

The door was closed, and the flame crystals in the car emitted a dim light under the lampshade, maintaining the temperature and light in the car.

Mr. Dieter Trass sat down, and the blue light band in his hand disappeared.

"Sorry, it's all acting, forgive me." He said to the beauty around him.

"Hmph." The beauty snorted coldly and sat down, her face still full of anger.

Huang Lang, who was disguised as Dieter, sighed as if he was angry.

He knew that he was destined to be too happy along the way.

Sorry, it's a little late today

The contract has arrived!!!

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