I, Human Cub, Spoiled By Dragons

A dead end!

If you can't get out of this dimension as soon as possible, then everyone will inevitably die.

But what is the key to breaking the game?

Alice tugged at the corner of Ao Xuan's shirt and complained, "This shabby hall is abominable!"

Ao Xuan was stunned when he heard the words, the dilapidated hall? He seemed to feel a little bit.

Why is the hall of the green baron's house so dilapidated? Normally, the disaster happened last night, and even if the hall was damaged, it wouldn't turn into what it is now.

Ao Xuan couldn't help but grab a chair beside him and take a closer look. There were bump marks all over the chair, and even the varnish on it had almost peeled off.

"Strange?"

The dwarf brother was smoking a suffocating cigarette. Seeing that Ao Xuan was living in this chair and muttering something, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong, Xuan?"

"Well, brother. How's the financial situation of this Baron Alva's house?"

The dwarf brother was taken aback by the question, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What is the economic situation?"

"Uh, sorry, sorry." Ao Xuan waved his hands again and again, "I mean, is this baron rich?"

"Yes! The baron's great-grandfather was a wizard of the silver rank, although he was already an ordinary person when it was passed down to his generation."

"But this baron is a business genius, coupled with the strong family background and contacts left by the silver-level wizards. Their family can be said to be poor and only have money. You can see from the fact that his family has more than 20 guards. The lady who loves to buy clothes, do you think the average person can afford it?"

When my brother talked about the Baron's property, he was very excited. Those who didn't know it thought he was related to Baron Alva.

It is also true that this kind of baron with only one village as a symbolic fief can actually afford more than twenty guards, and even a knight of the bronze rank. Impossible to have no money.

Ao Xuan frowned tightly, staring at the chair he hadn't put down in his hand, and said, "That's not right! That's why the baron's hall uses such a dilapidated chair. It looks like a rundown house."

The dwarf brother doesn't know what the broken house means, but he can guess it.

"Bring it to me."!" The dwarf brother grabbed the chair in Ao Xuan's hand and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly took out a magnifying glass from his arms.

"It's actually the craftsmanship of the Canxing Empire! It's amazing..." The old man fell into a certain frenzy, and only the chair was left in his eyes. It was already a thing and I forgot.

Ao Xuan: "Brother!"

"Huh?" The old man came back to his senses.

Ao Xuan looked at the dwarf brother's blushing and drunk appearance, and said in his heart, "It's not because of the influence of spiritual spells."

"Brother, did you see something wrong?" Ao Xuan asked tentatively.

"It's not right! It's not right!" The old dwarf shook the chair in his hand excitedly, and the worn-out chair made a miserable creak.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby! Does it hurt you?" The old man quickly put down the chair in his hand and carefully wiped the dust falling on it.

My dear brother screamed for a while, Ao Xuan and the others thought that my brother was contaminated by demons! They were so frightened that they took out their weapons

"Of course it's not right! It's definitely not right!" cried the old dwarf again.

"Uh, brother, did you see anything?" Ao Xuan quietly hid behind the Governor while answering the words.

The old man pointed to the broken chair on the ground: "Do you know what this is?"

Everyone: "Chair..."

Brother Dwarf: "No! It's not a chair! It's an antique from the Bright Star Empire!"

"This unusual selection of materials, the ingenious carvings, and the long-lost varnish pattern of this formula! Can't go wrong, absolutely can't go wrong! This is the antique of the Bright Star Empire! And look at the emblem pattern on it. Zhang, this is still the chair of a noble family..."

Brother is there, constantly giving everyone the value of Amway's chair, looking like a Southern-style MLM master...

Everyone is you look at me, I look at you, all dumbfounded. It turns out that Dwarf is still an antique lover?!

When the dwarf brother saw everyone's caring eyes for the mentally retarded, he was immediately angry! His words changed his tone: "You, what are those eyes? This is an antique! Antique, do you know?"

Ao Xuan tried to soothe his jumping brother: "Yes yes yes! It's an antique. It's a bit extravagant to decorate the hall with antiques, but it's normal, right?"

"A hammer for decoration! A hammer for extravagance! A hammer for right!" The elder brother listened to Ao Xuan's words and gave him a "Three Hammers".

In dwarven customs, the hammer is a symbol of strength and masculinity.

Think about the hammer with a long handle in the middle and a hammer head at both ends.

Hmm, isn't it very image?

So, it's obvious what brother's triple hammer means.

Ao Xuan: "Cough cough, brother. Talk about chicken but not talk about shit, civilize you and me.

Brother: "If you talk about chicken, you must talk about it. Civilization goes to TM!"

The old man said, "Do you know how valuable the antiques from the period of the Jinxing Empire are? Do you know the value of a wooden chair that is very difficult to preserve? These ten chairs are worth half a manor! Who would take half of it? Manor chairs to decorate the halls of the manor?"

The dwarf brother almost didn't say that Baron Alva with a green head was actually Shi Lezhi.

Ao Xuan jumped as if he was stuck with a needle:". "What? This broken chair is so valuable? Take it away!"

Elf Royal slapped her forehead and said helplessly, "Isn't it worth discussing whether it is worth it?"

"Yes, yes, you're right. I'm the one who's crooked. I'm not good......." Ao Xuan nodded and shoved his chair into the inventory.

Ao Xuan clapped the dust on his hands and said, "Looking at it this way, this hall is not the hall of Baron Alva with a green head at all. As soon as I came in, I wondered why this hall was so dilapidated. I thought it was at first. The corruption of Chaos magic. But now..."

Ao Xuan tidied up his clothes, took out his pipe from Fei Luo's mouth, held it in his hand, and set up his poss.

"There is only one truth! If all other possibilities are—negative, what remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Ao Xuan feels that at this moment, Conan, Sherlock Holmes, and Ao Xuan are all possessed. At this moment, he is not (good for Qian Nuo) pretending to be a B, he is not alone!

"The murderer is... ahem, I mean, this is not Baron Alva's hall." Ao Xuan pretended to be too involved in the drama, and almost said all his lines in excitement.

"As soon as we entered the door, we were unknowingly plotted. We entered a different space with open pockets. Not some magic cast in the baron's hall.

Fei Luo's eyes lit up: "In other words, we actually walked into a pocket. Since the pocket has an opening, it can be in and out. The reason why the doors and windows can't go out is because it's all disguise. The exit. It is not the real exit. The so-called space loop is just a blind eye. This space is far less powerful?"

"Since there is an entrance, then we can go out!" Alice woke up the dreamer.

"Don't guess." Ao Xuan put one foot on the sloping table, "This trap is very subtle, but I have seen through everything!"

"The exit is...".