Elf Archer of Life in Another World

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In the minute he took the elevator from the ground to the top of the tower, Niannian had already thought up seven or eight ways to make money for Stein's city lord, which made Qi Youfeng dumbfounded.

"I thought he would follow." In order to cut off Nian Nian's interest, Qi Youfeng looked at the gradually smaller figure on the ground and said.

"It's not really an escort mission. He won't take the initiative to follow us. Rather," Nian Nian lowered his eyes slightly, "we can't influence his actions."

"You want to get rid of him?" Qi Youfeng heard some hidden meanings.

"I just think about it occasionally." Nian Nian didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.

"Then what shall we say later?" Qi Youfeng raised his head. He could already see the sculptures on the terrace on the top floor of the tower.

"Let's act according to the situation. I'll shut up first." Niannian adjusted his hood and wrapped it up again.

The captain of the guard downstairs probably didn't intend to let her come up, but by the time he finished asking "What are you?", Nian Nian had already floated over his head and was sitting leisurely on the edge of the elevator.

On the car.

In comparison, Qi Youfeng was more sensible. He quietly handed the captain a heavy little cloth bag and quietly described the young lady's martial arts level. The captain decisively chose to endure the humiliation and lead the people "in a hurry"

They retreated in a panic, leaving only broken weapons scattered everywhere.

Lier is right, why use force when a problem can be solved with money?

If the guard soldiers and even the city officials here have such lovely preferences and qualities like this captain, then Qi Youfeng really feels that he and Niannian can walk sideways among the dwarves.

The prize money the two of them won at the Usher Arena alone was enough, not to mention that the annual dance program also won a large amount of purple gold ore from the Art Festival.

Before walking into the elevator, Qi Youfeng looked back at Lieer, only to see that the man had turned away and seemed to have lost interest in the mayor named City Lord.

With a click, the elevator stopped in front of a terrace. Qi Youfeng looked at the golden ground and intuitively thought that it was covered with a gold plate.

Just like the rich man he imagined who extorted money, the city lord's aesthetics still did not escape the accumulation of gold and gems. He and Niannian walked down the elevator and walked along the corridor, as if they had walked into a place with graffiti.

The kaleidoscope's bright colors directly depict the graffiti's irritability, and the dazzling luster reveals the thin disguise of art, full of the exaggerated brilliance of the fake version.

Under the guidance of a well-dressed servant, the two pushed open a mahogany door and saw a hill composed of meat and silverware, which made the large round table gasp for breath.

The rich aroma of meat comes, a hint of sweetness is mixed in, and there seems to be a vague sour taste hidden in it.

Out of politeness, Qi Youfeng nodded to the servant and thanked him in a low voice. He received a frightened and confused reply from the servant. He seemed to be bowing for a while, kneeling for a while, and finally rubbed his hands.

, bowed cautiously and retreated.

Qi Youfeng retracted his gaze that was attracted by the sleeves of the servant's clothes, and looked back at the corridor they walked through. For a moment, he was not sure about the temperament of the city lord.

Looking at this decorative style that shows off wealth, why do the servants have frayed edges and patches on the inside of the cuffs and collars of their clothes? Is this a miser?

Nian Nian had already stood beside him. Seeing that Qi Youfeng's eyes seemed to be continuing to chase the servant, he coughed quietly.

Qi Youfeng came back to his senses and straightened his clothes.

He is still wearing the simple cloth made by the Mo family. I don't know if he will be judged by his appearance, but this way, the city lord's expectations of him will be lower, which should save money.

As soon as he took a step into the hall, a head popped up from behind the hill on the round table. He looked like a boy about thirteen years old, but he wore a black bowler hat in an mature manner, and his upper lip was tilted to the left and right.

The two mustaches really don't look like the result of natural growth.

"Friends from the East! Hello, hello!"

The black top hat slid from the top of the mountain to the bottom, walked around the round table, came to Qi Youfeng, and enthusiastically grabbed his hand.

"Hello."

Qi Youfeng thought that the young boy wearing a tuxedo and holding a cane was actually a bit cute, but his mustache was too funny.

"You can laugh if you want," the young boy sighed, touching his fake beard. "I don't want to dress up like this. It's all because they said it's more dignified, so I did it."

"You are..." After two sentences, Qi Youfeng also confirmed the identity of the city lord and said tentatively.

"You see? We are all players, so don't be polite, come on."

The dwarf city lord grabbed Qi Youfeng's hand and walked towards the big round table. After walking two steps, he saw Nian Nian following Qi Youfeng step by step. He raised his head slightly -

"What are you?"

From the angle he was looking up at, Nian Nian's face hidden in the cloak was purple and black - maybe he could see the chin of the black iron mask.

Niannian said nothing, took two steps forward, and maintained a precise but restrained distance from Qi Youfeng.

"Oh, this is my escort target. She doesn't like to talk much." Qi Youfeng explained casually.

"Really?" The city lord withdrew his gaze suspiciously, "Why did I hear people say that there are two people with you, a man and a woman?"

"Yes, I sent the other one back to rest. This one needs personal protection, so I followed him." Qi Youfeng replied lazily.

"This way..." The city lord let go of Qi Youfeng's hand and faced Nian Nian, "Take off your hat and show me."

Nian Nian lowered his head and glanced, as if he hadn't heard anything. After a while, he raised his hand, took off his hat, and gave a simple salute - meeting the lord of a city requires some basic etiquette.

"Tsk...this is really a rare appearance, a hybrid hybrid."

Nian Nian's unusual appearance proved her identity. The young city lord ignored her and invited Qi Youfeng to take a seat.

No matter how expensive the fabric is, if it is stained with various food residues and oil stains, it will be really difficult for people to get down. Qi Youfeng hesitated, picked a slightly clean chair and leaned on it.

The city lord also disliked these chairs. He stepped on the seats and climbed onto the table, pointing at the plate of roast pork in front of Qi Youfeng: "You're welcome, this is fresh."

"No, I just ate and I'm not hungry yet."

Qi Youfeng politely refused and pushed the plate of roasted meat of unknown origin inward - the roasted animal had three eyes.

"I know you're not hungry. None of us are hungry. We're just eating and playing."

The city lord sat on the cushions, grabbed a sausage, chewed it, turned around and vomited it into a large bucket, picked up the wine glass on the side and drank a gulp of it, and let out a sweet wine burp with satisfaction.

"The taste doesn't affect the value. Just give it a try and no one here will criticize you for wasting food." The city lord smiled.

The hunger level is a numerical value. If it is too low, you will be hungry. If you reach the upper limit, you will be full. However, if you do not actually eat food, the value will not change, and you can enjoy unlimited food and wine.

It's not like no one has tried this before. Qi Youfeng is not surprised by this method of operation.

The feeling of fullness is actually a feeling of happiness. Eating without filling your stomach is enjoyable, but it will also make people psychologically hungrier, right? And won’t eating after “eating” make you feel nauseous?

Qi Youfeng shook his head slightly.

Yes, this is a game, and "overeating" is a physiological phenomenon that does not exist in this world.

"You like playing like this very much?" Qi Youfeng asked with a smile.

"You're playing games, why aren't you playing?"

The city lord grabbed a handful of meatballs, threw them into the sky, and then caught them with his mouth.

"Indeed, this is also a way of playing." Qi Youfeng felt that the sour smell was getting stronger and stronger, and it became more and more pungent.

"What about you? What are you playing for? Are you coming from Jesus? Or are you going to Jesus?"

The meatballs fell to the floor and rolled under the table. The city lord slowly put his greasy hands into the red wine barrel to wash them.

"I just came out of Jesus, find a suitable place for her." Qi Youfeng was very calm, looked back at the people behind him, and said with a smile.

"The mixed-blood elf is indeed not very popular among the pure-blooded elves. No one here wants such a dark-skinned fool. Why not send him to the City of Usher."

The city lord took stock and suggested enthusiastically.

"What is the City of Usher?" Qi Youfeng pretended to know only a little about it, "The neutral city in the center of the three tribes?"

"Well, there is nothing messy in Neutral City. I just like women of her kind. If you don't have any connections, I can help you ask."

The city lord wiped off the oil stains and red wine on his hands, twirled his mustache with one hand, and made a ruler with the other. He traced the proportions of Nian Nian's body and nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't bother the city lord. I'll find a way to get there later." Qi Youfeng narrowed his eyes and replied kindly.

"No trouble, no trouble, guests from the east are our most welcome friends of the dwarves."

The city lord also smiled and rolled his eyes, and poured wine for Qi Youfeng diligently: "For friends, there is no need to bother with anything."

"That's okay," Qi Youfeng changed the topic and responded cheerfully, "I'll trouble you, it's my first time to receive a mission from Gaia continent, so I'm a little confused."

"Haha, don't worry, I'll take care of it!" The city lord looked very helpful, even happier than him.

"Don't you know if I can help you in any way?" Qi Youfeng said very loyally.

"Here," the city lord's smile became even brighter, "I am also a city lord after all. I don't need your help for anything. Why don't you chat with me?"

"Of course you can. You can talk about anything you want. I'm all ears." Qi Youfeng rounded off the conversation.

"Hey, it's boring to listen to me. Why don't you tell me about your experience from the east? Tell me about the Forest of Feses?" The city lord quickly stopped talking.

"Jesus Forest? That's really a wonderful place. It's beautiful and rich, full of gold and beauties."

Qi Youfeng took a clean wine glass, filled it, and put it to his mouth. He seemed to be lowering his head, but his eyes were drifting in the aroma of red wine, which overflowed the rim of the glass.

"Well, I heard that you can find gold mines just by digging. Unfortunately, no one can enter now. We can only loot some from those who return to the city." The city lord sighed.

"The gold we brought out is just a drop in the bucket." Qi Youfeng also expressed the same regret.

"Hey, I can only watch the gold rot in the ground, those elves who waste everything!"

The city lord sighed heavily and changed the topic to a less worrying topic:

"Which way did you come here by sea? I think I heard that there was another group that came over the snow-capped mountains, right?"

Qi Youfeng sipped the wine and tasted it carefully, but did not answer immediately.

It seems that this is the point.

The team that came by land has been stuck deep in the hinterland of the Jesus Forest. They have neither contacted the players by sea nor contacted the local players. I'm afraid they are arousing curiosity.

For example, these dwarves were so enthralled by the luster of purple gold ore.

"The other side of the snow-capped mountains is also a good place, right?"

Qi Youfeng raised his head, looked at the hope in the young city lord's eyes, and found the greed hidden deep inside.

Are the dwarves planning to expand to the east?