Zongman: A Story That Begins From The Wrong Place

Four hours after meeting Lililuka Erde.

Judging by Qi Shaoyun's hunger from his stomach, it should be around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Although there is still some time before Li Tianhei, he plans to return to Olali early today.

In addition to wanting to stagger the peak period of magic crystal exchange, he also had to find time to go to the magic medicine store and find a clothing store that was cheap enough.

After more than half a day of fighting, the shirts, which could only be regarded as farmers' work clothes, have now completely become the Syrian war-damaged shirts.

It's not so much clothes, it's better to say it's strips of cloth.

"Mistake, there are only 72 magic crystals."

After roughly counting the magic crystals in the quiver, Qi Shaoyun looked a little disappointed, which was 28 less than the minimum number he expected.

It is not too difficult to kill low-level goblins and goblins, mainly because too much unnecessary time was wasted in the process of looking for monsters.

The density of monsters on the upper floor is much less than he imagined, and there are also a huge number of Lv1 competitors.

"Forget it, let's stop here today."

After putting away all the magic crystals again, Qi Shaoyun is about to return to Aurari.

Although he has some mild road cravings, after going through a not-too-complicated upper-level round-trip experience, he walked out of the dungeon in just over half an hour, killing 8 of them and sending them to his door monsters.

Because he had already been there once yesterday, Qi Shaoyun came to the Adventurer's Guild very smoothly this time.

As soon as he stepped into the gate of the guild, his bloody beggar's attire immediately attracted the attention of many adventurers.

Everyone is doing the job of licking blood from the knife edge, and no one will be disgusted, but they are attracted by this strange dress.

"Little brother, you won't go down the maze by yourself again!"

A sudden sound not far away caught Qi Shaoyun's attention. Looking for the sound, he saw a somewhat familiar adventurer staring at him blankly.

I recalled it a little bit.

Only then did Qi Shaoyun remember that he should be one of the adventurers who lined up to exchange for Farley yesterday, and he also invited himself to join the family.

But seeing that the equipment on his body was not engraved with "Ηφαιστο?", he knew that the other party was not a member of the Hephaestus family.

Smiling back at him, Qi Shaoyun spit out four words lightly: "Life needs."

After speaking, he casually stood in a line with few people.

It turned out that by a very coincidence, today's receptionist is still Misha Flott, a girl with pink hair.

Perhaps it was because the impression left on her yesterday was too deep, Mi Xia recognized Qi Shaoyun at a glance, opened her small mouth slightly, and said with a surprised expression: "Sir, you didn't run into the maze again, did you?!"

For a similar question, Qi Shaoyun did not use the same answer.

Adjust the quiver to the front of the body, then draw out the remaining five arrows inside, and then dump the magic crystal inside into the iron plate.

"Please exchange these for me."

There are nearly eighty magic crystals, which are obviously much more than the dozen or so yesterday.

Looking up at Qi Shaoyun in surprise, Misha lowered his head and counted the magic crystals on the plate, and finally trotted to the exchange point behind.

When she returned again, there was already a small pile of farleys of different denominations on the tray.

"This is the magic crystal you exchanged for a total of 16,730 mana."

Looking at the more than 10,000 Fali in the tray, Qi Shaoyun actually felt a sense of satisfaction that he hadn't had for a long time.

"Trouble."

Qi Shaoyun was just about to leave after wrapping up all the fare in the cloth that wrapped the fried potato balls, when Misha behind the counter suddenly called him to a stop.

"Sir, please wait!"

Stopping, Qi Shaoyun turned back with some doubts.

"Excuse me... what's the matter?"

However, Misha did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and took out a piece of paper of better quality, and then hurriedly said: "Sir, it is very dangerous for you to go to the maze alone like this."

"I suggest that you join the family first and then go. This is the family that is recruiting members. You might as well take a look first."

Hearing this, Qi Shaoyun frowned slightly.

In fact, he really wanted to ask directly if the Hephaestus family was recruiting members, but he didn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

If word got out that he wanted to join the Hephaestus family, there was a good chance that morning's performance at the smithy would be seen through and have the opposite effect.

Reaching for the paper, Qi Shaoyun looked down.

[Apollo Family]: 2 people.

【Shiva Familia】: 1 person.

[Frigal family]: 3 people.

【…】

"Thank you very much. There is no family I want to join here." Thank you lightly, Qi Shaoyun put down the paper in his hand and turned to leave.

Throwing the farley bag into the almighty quiver, and looking up at the sky, Qi Shaoyun didn't intend to go directly to the clothing store or the potion store, but to go to the blacksmith shop that he visited this morning.

What are you going to do?

It's rare to be dressed in a beggar's outfit, so it's natural to sell it badly, and deepen the "friendship" by the way, so that the other party can voluntarily get him an internal recommendation as soon as possible.

On the way to the blacksmith's shop, Qi Shaoyun bought two bottles of "Rollover" spirits, one of which he mixed with half a bottle of water for himself.

"Ding Ding! Dang Dang!"

As soon as he came near the street where the blacksmith shop was located, he heard the crisp and rhythmic sound of forging.

When I came to the door of the blacksmith shop, I saw that the blacksmith was holding the forged knife blank, and stabbed it into the iron bucket containing the black liquid with a "sizzling" sound.

"Is the barrel filled with oil?"

The blacksmith who was oiling the knife embryo heard a familiar voice behind him, and subconsciously turned his head to look towards the door.

When he saw Qi Shaoyun's smiling face, a gleam of joy first flashed in his heart, and then he saw that image of extreme embarrassment.

If it wasn't that he couldn't walk away, the blacksmith couldn't help but stepped forward to check.

"Which floor did you go down to, why are you in such a mess?" The blacksmith turned his head and asked while quenching the fire.

Compared to the blacksmith who asked with some concern, Qi Shaoyun, the person involved, didn't care much, and said with a light smile, "I just went to the third floor."

"Thanks to your short sword, otherwise it would have been miserable."

This is the truth.

This afternoon, Qi Shaoyun was surrounded by nine goblins. If it wasn't for the dagger presented by the blacksmith, he would have suffered at least a slight injury.

Stepping into the blacksmith's shop, Qi Shaoyun lifted the wheel in his hand, and said with a genuine smile on his face: "This is a thank you for you, don't think it's cheap."

Poured the bottle with a temperature of at least 50 degrees and placed it on the forging table casually. Qi Shaoyun opened another bottle mixed with water and drank it.

After quenching, the blacksmith puts the semi-finished knife aside.

Seeing that Qi Shaoyun had already drunk it readily, he picked up the wheel on the forging table and poured it, pulled out the cork and poured it with his head up.

Listening to the sound of "rolling" drinking, Qi Shaoyun felt ashamed.

He had thought about Olalie's adventurer drinking too much, but the blacksmith directly drank half a bottle of liquor, half a catty of high-grade liquor, and his face didn't change at all.

"Damn it, it looks like a bottle of wine won't make him drunk."

While thinking of this in his heart, Qi Shaoyun silently canceled the next scene, changed the subject and said: "By the way, can I trouble you to build some iron arrows for me?"

As he spoke, he pulled out the remaining five arrows in the quiver, and one of the arrows had even been completely broken.

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