The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 159 The thief's heart is immortal
In the dead of night, Zell, who came back from the appointment, had already fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a flame ignited out of thin air in the dimly lit room, followed by frantic flashes of light and shadow.

This vision disappeared in the blink of an eye, and then a figure appeared in the room.

Drizzt.

He stood still in place without making any sound, waiting for the dizziness to disappear.

It took Drizzt a moment to recover, his eyes gradually adjusting to the darkness, the moss-covered window panes filtering through the dim, murky light.

Seeing the sleeping silhouette on the bed, Drizzt held his breath.

Fortunately, the host who bet against him slept in a room alone.

He didn't sleep on the same bed with the woman with different eyes, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Remembering the look in her eyes, Drizzt still shuddered.

This place is dangerous and should not be delayed for too long.

Drizzt began looking around the room for the target of the trip—the poro, who was too smart.

He has done this kind of thing many times, and his nervousness quickly recovered, and his breathing adjusted as usual.

Drizzt knows card magic and can do many tricks.

For example, fortune telling, guiding the location of treasures, immobilizing a crab the size of a carriage, or simply frying it into a red-shelled crab.

But the most convenient among them is the ability to teleport.

He was cornered many times in the casino, and Drizzt relied on this ability to escape from the prison cell.

It's just that the transmission limit is not small.

Not only can the distance not be too far, you can only teleport yourself, but you must also be able to accurately locate the destination.

But he is an old oily man after all, and he has worked hard to research a lot of skills

For example, leaving a magic mark on an item, and then teleporting based on this location.

Drizzt is a very careful person, he will not put his hands and feet in too obvious places.

Just like the woman with different pupils today, her eyes are vicious, if Drizzt attaches magic power to the arena coins, she will probably be seen through.

He was able to locate this room because he put the mark directly on the Poro.

As for when he came into contact with Poro, do you still remember the cage containing Poro?
Drizzt made a mark on it, but it was covered with a black cloth, and ordinary people could not see what was going on inside.
If you want Poro to touch the mark, you can only ask the other party to voluntarily stuff Poro into the cage on the grounds of betting.

Otherwise, why would he do such unnecessary things, as long as he plays a little trick to get the best hand, even if the Poro can see through his hand, he won't lose.

But that doesn't guarantee that the Poro can be obtained smoothly. In short, it is right to prepare several sets of plans.

Looking around, Drizzt finally found the poro he was looking for nestled in bed, sleeping next to his master.

This made him frown.

Such a small pet also sleeps together, isn't it afraid of being crushed to death by turning over?

Drizzt shook his sleeve lightly, and immediately there was another card between his fingers, shining with restrained golden light.

He came to the bed and stretched out his hand to the sleeping poro, the cards in his hand ready to go.

If the hero suddenly wakes up at this time, he will shoot the cards in his hand, which should stun the opponent for a while.

When the other party reacted, he had already disappeared without a trace with the Poro, and there was no way to track him.

Drizzt's fingers trembled.

He found that the Poro who was sleeping on the pillow opened his eyes at some point and was looking at him curiously.

don't bark.don't bark.

Don't cry out.

His fingers froze in the air, and he kept praying in his heart.

Perhaps his prayers had worked, the Poro was quiet, not making a sound.

As if remembering something, Drizzt took out a silver coin from his body and showed it in the palm of his hand.

The Poro's eyes lit up, and he jumped down without hesitation.

He stuck out his tongue, licked his finger that was kissed by Lady Luck, and then picked up the silver coin to amuse himself.

What a little money fanatic.

Drizzt was overjoyed, and gently grabbed the Poro, his slippery fingers trying to be as gentle as possible so as not to make it feel uncomfortable.

He swapped out another card, which gradually lit up in his hand, let go of his thoughts and let his mind drift away.

The huge sense of oppression almost knocked him to the ground, and he concentrated his mind to find the destination in the layers of pictures.

With a wave of restlessness reaching his heart, his figure swayed and disappeared in the frantic light and shadow.

A card slowly fell to the ground, and was picked up not long after.

Zell shook his head and sighed as he looked at the card in his hand that had lost its magic power.

"Since you are so determined to steal the account, don't blame me for getting it back."

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On the other side, Drizzt returned to his spot.

The place he teleported to was still a small boat, and the sudden added weight caused the boat to shake violently, almost throwing him into the sea.

Drizzt, who has spent half his life in Bilgewater, still can't swim, and there is a layer of oil floating on the bloody sea of ​​the slaughter dock. It is not known how many hungry carnivorous fish are hidden in the blood wave, coupled with Drizzt's cleanliness and smugness, one can imagine how intense his panic is at the moment.

Fortunately, Graves caught him in time before he fell into the sea to feed the fish.

"I should have let you fall into the sea, it doesn't look good without a few seaweeds on your fragrant and oiled hair," Graves tutted.

"Thanks." Drizzt grabbed his hat and put it on his head. He didn't have the mood to bicker. The continuous teleportation in a short period of time gave him a splitting headache, so he sat down on the boat and closed his eyes to rest.

"Have you got it?"

Drizzt lifted the manggui's overcoat and gently took out the poro inside.

"Good guy, I really stole it for you."

"This thing, a small ball, so clever." Graves took the Poro, grabbed its cheek, and pulled its tongue, and threw it in his hand. "I don't know if I can eat it, but it's better to sell it for money."

"Gee..." The Poro was dazed by the stench of the slaughter dock, unable to resist.

"Be gentle! Don't hurt it!" Seeing his rude behavior, Drizzt immediately scolded: "What if it falls into the sea? Row quickly, they will catch up later."

"Yes yes yes, Master Choi." Graves spat, the smell of the slaughterhouse reminding him of bad memories.

He put Xiao Hei on the boat, grabbed the oars, and started paddling.

After rowing away from the slaughter dock, Graves asked, "Cui Zi, where can we find a buyer?"

"When did I say I was going to sell it?"

"Then why? Why did you go to such trouble to steal this thing?"

"I've changed my mind." Drizzt's dizziness had already improved a lot, but the stench of the slaughter dock seemed to linger in his nose, making him feel a little nauseous.

He stroked the poro's soft fur, which felt better than any fur he'd ever bought, as if reaching into a cloud.

Thinking of all the smart performances of Poro at the gambling table, I feel more and more fond of it.

How can a pet that will make money be willing to sell?
Wouldn't it be better to keep them by your side and make a fortune together?

(End of this chapter)