NOVEL NEXT Chapter 51 Unlucky Joke
In the room of the big golden tooth
In Kane's room, on the bedside cabinet, an iron ball was standing there.
Suddenly, there was a sound of gears coming from the iron ball, and Yoyo was awakened from her dormancy.
There was also a moan from the bed, and Kane was opening his eyes, staring dimly at the ceiling.
He was planning to get up.
After struggling to get up and wash, I came to the lobby of the tavern.
In the hall, there were only two or three sparse guests, looking at the bronze bell in the corner.
It seems that he slept until the afternoon, and he was not the first to wake up.
Metzker was already sitting on the bar.
Kane came to sit next to him, "Why don't you sleep more?"
"Need not"
It's still a characteristic simplified word, and Kane didn't know how to talk for a while.
But then Burton walked over with his red beard and put the dinner plate in front of Metzker.
"Wake up so early, Kane."
Kane leaned back in the chair and pointed outside, "It's getting late."
"Hahaha" Burton poured a glass of water and put it in front of Kane, "You guys have been playing all night, it's too early for you now."
"Want something to eat?"
"I'm not very hungry, let's have a strange plum pie"
"OK, wait"
Watching Burton leave, Kane became bored again.
The sound of hooves sounded, and it seemed that Claire woke up.
Centaur came over and opened her arms to Kane.
But don't get me wrong, this isn't about hugging him.
Yunyou next to Kane flew over consciously.
Claire directly hugged her and rubbed her face.
Looking at this scene, Kane smiled helplessly.
He moved to the side, spread a short blanket on the ground, and gestured to Claire to please.
The centaur saluted Kane gracefully.
"Thank you for this handsome gentleman"
"Hahaha" Kane was amused by Claire's behavior, "It's my honor to serve a beautiful lady like you."
Claire covered her laughter, walked over and sat down, beating him lightly.
"Want some pie?"
"What stuffing?"
"The Strange Plum"
Claire shook her head in disgust and said, "Don't eat that kind of thing."
I can't understand Claire's disgust. Some people can't taste something as delicious as Weird Plum.
Centaurs ignored Kane, but called to Burton in the kitchen: "Burton, I want a large portion of the secret fruit pie."
Secret fruit pie, why do some people like to eat such a sweet stuffing? That stuff is so sweet that it makes people lose their sense of taste.
The dwarf poked his head out and made an okay gesture.
Claire was lying on the bar and complained, "I will never dig holes in the future, I would rather rush into the pile of monsters and fight them bloody."
"There is no way to do this, we didn't prepare in advance, and the terrain of the dungeon is mostly random.
Not to mention that [Crystal Arena] has more than 30 different floors, and each team enters a different combination. "
"Ugh"
Burton came over with the two's sweet pie and put it in front of them.
"Looks like you met some disgusting floor yesterday."
Kane took a bite of pie and replied, "Yeah, labyrinth and hunting monsters"
"Hahaha" After Burton heard Kane's answer, he finally couldn't stop jumping. "Actually met the 2 most disgusting floors in a row"
The three of Kane ignored him and ate their food silently.
"What are you laughing at, brother, so happy"
As soon as Lombe woke up, he heard his brother's laughter.
"I'm laughing, a team of unlucky people met the 2 most disgusting floors of the dungeon in a row. Hahahaha"
"Hahaha" Lombe also smiled, "Who is it? So unlucky"
Seeing the three of Kane turning their heads and staring at him, Lombe's stone head instantly understood.
It turned out that the unlucky person was me.
"What are you laughing at, you rotten wine barrel."
The rotten wine barrel is a swear word in the dwarves, which means people who can't drink enough and stubborn. It may be fine for other races, but it is different for dwarves.
Burton's beard was almost on fire when he heard it.
"How dare you say that about your brother, you unlucky bastard."
As he spoke, he rushed up and pressed Lombé to fight.
Kane and the others didn't mean to go up to persuade them at all, but hid to the side, watching while eating.
It looks like the food even tastes better.
The few customers in the tavern also gathered around and roared beside them.
"Is that dwarf below okay? Turn over and fight."
"That's right, why are you just being beaten?"
"Come on, good brother below."
Let a 150-year-old bronze dwarf fight against a 655-year-old golden dwarf.
This is more or less unrealistic, and Burton has absolutely no intention of letting his brother go.
A fight was over, or Lombe was beaten.
Seeing that his teammates had bruised noses and swollen faces, Metzker thoughtfully sprinkled a pile of red particles over.
Feeling that the injury he had just suffered was beginning to recover, Lombe happily thanked him.
"Thank you, dear brother."
"So you've been through labyrinths and forests day and night?"
Burton patted the dust on himself and turned back to the bar.
"Um"
Hearing the answer, Burton looked at Kane's team and had to sigh in his heart, it's really amazing.
"Okay, let's not talk about that, Kane has someone from the magazine coming to you this morning."
"Looking for me?" Kane took the tissue from Claire and wiped his mouth. "What are you looking for me for?"
Pointing to Yoyo next to Claire, Burton said: "Not everyone doesn't understand its preciousness, there will always be someone who does, so after the magazine knew the news, I wanted to find out which copper-colored dungeon had a chance to explode it. ."
Kane frowned, "But isn't this dungeon a region-specific dungeon? How could the border city-state allow the magazine to publicize the news of this dungeon?"
"This dungeon itself doesn't have a lot of core energy, but its structure, terrain, and explosion rate are all top-notch at the same level.
It has been so many years, and it may disappear in 1 or 2 years. Maybe the border city-states want to use it for the last time, propaganda and propaganda, and boost the economy of their own regions. "
"It is indeed possible that this is the case. After all, explorers are the richest and most willing to spend."
Since the regional managers have acquiesced, Kane has nothing to hide.
"Then when will they come to me for news."
"Here, here we come"
I saw two more formally dressed men and a woman at the entrance of the tavern.
As soon as they came, they went straight to Kane.
It seems to have done the homework.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Kane Laflein?" The woman among them asked Kane with a notebook.
Kane nodded and said, "Yes, I am"
"Hello hello, I'm an editor at Ring Poster, my name is Naya," she said, reaching out to Kane.
After getting to know Kane, she immediately expressed her intention.
"Can I have a brief interview with you?"
"certainly"