A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

The teenager looked a little wary.

Kind?

In Eagle Valley, adventurers are not kind.

Everyone is very busy, who has time to be thankless and good?

He was quite alert and said: "It's okay, thanks...thank you."

He wiped the blood from his face and stood up without accepting Zheng Qian's support.

Unexpectedly, a staggering.

Zheng Qian hurriedly hugged him, so that he didn't fall down again.

His face looked painful.

Zheng Qian looked down along his trembling body, only to find that his ankle was black and swollen, which was obviously discounted by the person just now.

It can be seen from the dragon's perception that the ligament fascia inside is highly strained, even if there is a magician to help heal, it will not be better without a week.

"thanks."

The young man tried to leave by himself, but he didn't want to knelt on the ground with a soft leg as soon as he got out of Zheng Qian's hand.

The severely injured foot was constantly trembling with severe pain.

Layers of cold sweat leaked from the boy's blood-stained face.

He stubbornly wanted to get up alone, but failed several times.

Seeing his appearance, Zheng Qian sighed.

【cure】

With the emerald green light spreading toward his legs.

The dark-purple ankles quickly swelled down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The sharp pain disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"This is..." The boy was shocked.

He had never seen such an efficient and rapid recovery of magic in his life.

Not only the ankle.

Broken ribs, cracked spleen, all injuries have healed.

The boy was surprised to find that even the broken tooth in his mouth had recovered.

He stretched his legs, rubbed his feet, moved his body, and found that the injury was completely healed.

"This...is this a miracle of God?" the boy asked in disbelief.

Zheng Qian smiled and said, "Don't be so polite, just call me Zheng Qian."

In addition to his surprise, the teenager did not express gratitude to Zheng Qian.

On the contrary, he took a step back with caution, and said cautiously: "I...I don't have money to pay for the treatment, and I didn't ask you for treatment."

Zheng Qian: "..."

What should I say?

Not to mention that I don’t want you to be a cow and a horse for some small favors as you did on the web, at least like a normal person to say thank you?

"Then what, I don't charge money." Zheng Qian explained.

"No money?" The boy's guard became heavier: "Then why do you help me? Also use such advanced recovery magic for me?"

Ah this...

Zheng Qian was speechless for a while.

"I just see you hurt so badly, so kind to help you, don't be so wary."

"Good intentions?"

The boy looked up and down Zheng Qian: "Such advanced magic, just because of kindness, is it used for me?"

"Yes." Zheng Qian said righteously.

The teenager couldn't believe it.

But Zheng Qian's frank eyes finally made him let go of a little guard.

He said: "Thank you...thank you, but if you want to return it...I can't give it back for the time being, and I have sold 80% of my income rights, and the entrusted priority and vesting rights have also been sold. There is nothing to repay you for the time being. .

When I pay off my debts and make some money, I will definitely repay you for today's treatment...if I can live until that day. "

Zheng Qian's cheeks twitched constantly: "Why are your mouths full of rewards and rewards? I am not helping you for money, but it's pitiful to see you being beaten."

The boy looked at Zheng Qian with a look at freaks: "Helping others doesn't need to be rewarded? This is the strangest thing for adventurers, right?"

Zheng Qian was taken aback.

I looked around.

Sure enough, all the passers-by who saw Zheng Qian helping this boy just now were all looking at Zheng Qian with the same eyes of the freak like this boy.

Huh?

What's the situation?

Am I the one who is abnormal?

Looking at the young man still being unable to completely let go of his guard, Zheng Qian thought for a while, and suddenly realized.

Ah, I'm in Eagle Valley, not in Chuandong.

"Uh..." Zheng Qian organized his words, and then said: "I came from Eastern Sichuan, just about to immigrate to Eagle Valley, and I am not familiar with the place. I want to make a friend and introduce this country to me."

As soon as the boy heard this, he let his guard down again.

He looked at Zheng Qian's appearance and attire, and seemed to believe his words.

Zheng Qian said quickly: "What's your name?"

The teenager hesitated and replied: "Ro...Rogers Roosevelt, you can call me Rogers jr."

Roosevelt?

Zheng Qian was taken aback: "Hey, wouldn't you be..."

A cloud of haze rose on the boy's face.

He turned his head away: "Don't mention this kind of thing."

really.

Zheng Qian never expected that there would be such a coincidence in this world.

With MAX's perception and MAX's dragon perception, Zheng Qian can even directly see a person's DNA gene sequence.

Moreover, since evolving to become the God Emperor of Candle Dragon, transformation alone can no longer suppress the exaggerated and perverted data. It is necessary to spend 5000 unlock points to unlock the two-stage transformation.

But to waste so many unlocking points for this kind of thing, it's not cost-effective to use your toes.

So Zheng Qian gave up the suppression of the four attributes of perception, material defense, magic defense and hp.

Anyway, with such high data, the basic human identification can only see a series of question marks.

So even in human form, Zheng Qian can display all his perceptions.

It is easy to directly "see" blood relationship with the naked eye.

Zheng Qian took a look, and completely concluded that what Rogers Jr said was true, that he was really Roosevelt's son.

Is this some kind of fate?

But Zheng Qian couldn't figure it out.

How could the son of Martial King, the number one in the dignified Eagle Valley, get into this picture?

Even if you are poor, you get beaten up on the street by someone?

If you don’t look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, doesn’t Eagle Valley even talk about this?

Gululu~

Just when Zheng Qian was puzzled.

A string of fasting sounds broke the silence between him and the boy.

Zheng Qian was taken aback, then looked at Rogers jr.

He blushed and turned his head to not look at Zheng Qian.

"Then what, I have something to do, let's go first." Then he was about to leave.

Zheng Qian sighed, stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Zheng Qian smiled and said, "Let's go, I will invite you to dinner."

Rogers jr was taken aback: "But I...I didn't..."

"I'll treat."

With that, Zheng Qian didn't care whether he refused or not, so he dragged him to the nearest fast food restaurant.

...

Burgers, French fries, fried chicken, soda.

Among this kind of things, the most technologically content is probably soda, but it is also the staple food of the Eagle Valley people.

Looking at a table of fast food, Rogers jr couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his stomach gurgling more and more frequently.

He glanced at Zheng Qian cautiously.

Zheng Qian gnawed on a string of bones and flesh, drank soda, and said leisurely: "Eat, you are welcome."

Rogers jr looked a little distrustful.

But for the time being, he picked up a hamburger and ate it.

This bite can't stop.

I didn't have money for food, I was on guard, and after all, I ate a burger in ten seconds, grabbed the French fries and fried chicken and stuffed it into my mouth like a duck.

Seeing that, it should have been a few days since I had a full meal.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

After all, he was only a 15 or 16 years old child. Zheng Qian couldn't help but like an elder, and caringly handed him a glass of soda.

"By the way, your dad is a big Martial King, how could you become like this? It hasn't been a few months since he died, right?"

Zheng Qian asked curiously.

As soon as the words were spoken, Rogers Jr's hand movement stopped.

A touch of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and mist appeared in his eyes.

For a long time, he whimpered and said:

"What about Martial King? Eagle Valley is a place where people cannibalize. Of the three Martial Kings, my dad cares about this country the most.

But in the end? What's the end of the fall? Just die in the hands of your people in Eastern Sichuan, even if they don't help my dad get revenge, and they just stared at me in turn!

The little money my father left, all...

You are from Eastern Sichuan, you can't feel that Eagle Valley is already rotten from top to bottom.

In the past, I always wanted to be like my dad, to be an indomitable warrior.

But now, I really hope that this damn country will be extinct immediately! "

Rogers jr said that he gritted his teeth, and the new burger he just picked up was smashed by him.

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