At first, the players just glanced at it inadvertently, thinking it was the combat team returning from a long trip, and didn't take it seriously.

But when the opponent came closer, the players who saw their appearance couldn't help but widen their eyes. Even the guards at the camp gate couldn't help but become nervous and tightened their weapons.

Those four figures seemed to have been soaked in blood, and it seemed that the pungent smell of blood could be smelled from a distance... Were they going to massacre that monster tribe?

After seeing the faces of several of them clearly, some players couldn't help but exclaimed, obviously they had recognized each other's identities.

The operation organized by the chief and others before had deceived many people in the camp, and they could be recognized even if they turned into ashes!

The players who were shocked by the smell of blood and murderous intent on the four people did not dare to go up and ask for a moment.

I could only watch helplessly as they carried their huge luggage and backpacks and slowly walked towards the camp hotel.

He took off his backpack, which was still bleeding from his back, and threw it to the bartender who was a part-time mission statistician at the bar.

The chief glanced at the players in the bar who were staring at them in complete silence, and was very satisfied with the effect of his appearance.

Without waiting for the bartender to finish counting the hunting certificates, he took a few companions to the hotel bath to wash away the mess.

As soon as they disappeared, the shocked players swarmed around and watched in amazement as the bartender counted the hunting certificates.

"What the hell? How many gray spirits and ground mites have been killed?"

"It's probably a few hundred at least, right? When did the chief and the others become so powerful?"

"That's awesome! Didn't you know they were cleared yesterday?"

"Then what's going on with these gray goblins and mite ears?"

"Exactly! When you came back, didn't you come across those gray spirit corpses near the camp?"

"Damn it! Bettama is making a noise!"

The bartender couldn't bear it and shouted: "I made the wrong count!"

The players were quiet and took the initiative to say: "We are here to help!"

They hurriedly poured out all the loot from their four bags and backpacks, and began to count them quickly, regardless of the remaining blood staining the wooden floor of the bar.

There is strength in numbers, and soon the players who were counting separately began to report the number of ears they were responsible for.

"I have 131 gray spirits here!"

"I am 184 ground mites!"

"Here……"

At the last count, there were a total of 616 gray spirits, 781 ground mites, and a total of 1,397 little monsters!

Everyone gasped, and you looked at me and you fell into silence.

This number is not too exaggerated based on the density of small monsters near the screen camp.

Moreover, the campaign organized by the camp requires the killing of at least tens of thousands of animals each time, but that is the result of the joint efforts of hundreds of players in the camp.

But the chief and the others are just four people!?

I saw them at the camp in the morning, which means they hunted more than a thousand little monsters near the camp in one day?

How is this done?

"What's so strange about this? Gray spirits and ground mites are just the weakest low-level monsters. Anyone with high-level combat power can kill a bunch of them!"

The bartender at the bar was well-informed. While putting 8,217 points into the Chief's points account, he said slowly: "It's just that you newcomers who have just arrived have not seen the world... You didn't realize that the Chief and the others are

Four people?”

"its not right?"

Some players who are familiar with the Chief and his team were surprised: "Aren't there only three people in the Chief's team who always act together?"

"Monkey! It's the super edible golden monkey!"

Players who had seen the chief and his companions earlier exclaimed: "Did that guy Gan Tofu still show off that the monkey was his prepared magic pet?"

"Isn't it? A monkey that can kill thousands of little monsters in one day has high-level combat power, right? With the level of combat power of Gan Tofu, can he contract such a high-level creature as a magic pet?"

"Then it's just dry tofu bragging, and then the monkey is their animal companion?"

"Holy shit! An animal companion with this level of combat power is scary, right? How did they trick such a powerful monkey into becoming their animal companion?"

"Good luck! I heard that some bosses got a gryphon to use as a mount..."

The building soon tilted, and many people began to brag about what they had seen and heard. Only the bartender who was a camp staff sneered, shook his head and cleaned up the monster ears on the floor, and took a mop and began to clean up the light orchid on the floor.

Colorful blood stains.

In the hotel bathroom, two pools of hot water and four large boxes of soap powder were used.

Husserey just washed his fur that was soaked in the smelly monster blood.

Standing in front of the half-length mirror in the bathroom, dripping wet, I saw my appearance clearly for the first time.

"Well……"

Turn around in front of the mirror and look at your whole body.

Hussere discovered that although his whole body was covered with dense golden hair, his overall body shape seemed more like that of the genus Hominidae among primates.

Especially the facial features, except for the slightly high brow bones and slightly deep eye sockets, the mouth, nose, eyes and ears do not look much different from human beings. This makes Hussere feel somewhat comforted. If he considers shaving off all his hair,

, can it be more human-like?

However, it is a big problem to remove hair all over the body, and it will keep growing back.

Thinking about how the short hair all over his body looked like during the period of re-growth, Husseree decided to forget it and just pretend that he was a person with relatively thick hair.

At least he looks pretty handsome with his golden body and long translucent hair.

What's up with the long silver-white mane on the top of the head that is ridged like a Mohican's feathered crown and stretches all the way to the back and tail?

Hussere combed it hard with his hands, but the silver mane was still stubbornly hanging on, so he had to give up. It looked a bit like hair anyway.

He lowered his head and looked at his hair, which was still dripping with water after coming out of the bath for a long time. Hussele had a headache.

There is no hair dryer in this place. His hair will probably be more difficult to take care of than a girl's hair in the future.

Husserey could only use several bath towels, wipe himself half dry, and then put on the khaki linen clothes provided in the bathroom.

It was much easier for the chief and others to clean themselves than Hussere. They had finished cleaning themselves early and were cleaning their equipment by the pool outside the bath.

When I saw Hussere coming out of the bathhouse looking very handsome, I looked at him curiously.
Chapter completed!