Gamers of the Underworld

"Respected demon lord Sherlock:

We have learned from the Special Talent Recruitment Center that your friends are planning to sign up as combat testers to participate in the graduation study of our new semester Lich.

Our hospital attaches great importance to this and dispatched a commissioner to the Winter City. We look forward to discussing matters with you and your friends. We also hope that Sherlock and your friends will adjust the schedule to determine the time and place of the meeting. .

The following is the current communication address of our hospital commissioner:

No. 777, Old Town, Lindongcheng [Black Shop] Hotel Room 213, Professor Bacon, Deputy Director of the Academic Affairs Office of the Undead Academy. ”

Sherlock finished reading the letter, and the work of the Special Talent Recruitment Center was very fast. The speed of the Undead Academy was not slow. This time, in the past half a day, the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office has been dispatched to the Winter City.

Shylock slammed "Bloo" to look at the house, and then used the transport reel to go directly to the Winter City, out of the portal reception hall, and found a **** carriage with a rental carriage business license:

“No. 777 in the Old Town of Lindongcheng [Black Shop] Hotel, play the table, thank you!”

"Snapped!"

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"Snapped!"

The shark's **** horse was pulled behind the shark, and in the voice of the goblin driver's empty whip, he stepped on the bluestone road. In front of Sherlock, there was a hotel with a brand of [Black Shop].

At the door of the hotel, standing in the exposed beast, and seeing Sherlock coming, the beast had been squinting at Sherlock.

Sherlock was unmoved and went straight into the hotel.

"I am looking for Professor Bacon from Room 213."

Sherlock said to the front desk, sitting on the goblin customer service who was using a sickle to nail her nails.

"Okay, please register, then go to the 21st floor, the fast lane on the left hand side."

The customer service lady said so politely.

Sherlock stunned, but it was quickly registered and went to the fast lane on the left hand side.

At the end of the channel on the left hand side, there is a goblin wearing a waiter costume waiting there. After seeing Sherlock coming, he quickly got the spirit and then asked with a pointed scorpion:

"How many layers does the Devils go?"

"21 floors, thank you."

When Sherlock finished, the goblin quickly patted the wall, and the wall quickly squirmed, separating the mouth from the middle, and the slimy liquid was pulled down from the top into a thin line.

It wasn't a wall, it was a mouth that looked like a wall, or a similar container. The inside of the container was wrapped in a space with a wooden board and a magic light on it.

Sherlock walked into the container, and the "mouth" quickly closed. Then he began to make a free fall movement with a "boom", falling straight down, falling for about five seconds, and then stopped.

The "mouth" soon opened again, and Sherlock looked at the corridor in front of him, with two numbers on the side [21].

Sherlock looked out of the container, [213] the room is not far from the container.

"Can't you go down? My mouth is sour!"

Just as Sherlock was still looking around, he made a vague complaint from the container.

Sherlock walked out and soon the container closed and looked like a wall.

"Hey."

When Sherlock was ready to knock on the door at [213], the door opened himself, and then he saw an exposed orc, an equally exposed goblin. Two people walked out of the door and threw it. With a wink, he said to the people in the room:

"It’s so interesting to teach you, let me know next time."

"Let's go first, thank you Professor for your hospitality~"

Then the two men walked out of the door and saw Sherlock. They both had a little nervous look. They hurried away from the wall and stood waiting for the fast lane behind Sherlock.

Sherlock's expression was a little weird, but she went to the [213] room and knocked on the door.

"Is it forgotten to bring something? Xiaobao..."

The door opened, and a skeleton of black cockroaches appeared on the back of the door. However, it was said that half of it was a demon standing at the door of the room.

"Sorry, are you?"

"The first time I met, I was the demon lord Sherlock." Sherlock politely took out the letter of the Undead College that he had received before and handed it to the shelf. He said, "I found it according to the address on the letter. You are Professor Bacon, Deputy Director of the Academic Affairs Office of the Undead Academy?"

The cockroach looked at Sherlock, looked at the beasts and goblins waiting for the fast track, and then looked at his skeleton, the cheekbones were slightly reddish:

"Advanced, come, Sherlock."

Professor Bacon gave a way to let Sherlock go in.

The room grade is still quite high, one bedroom and one bedroom, but the room is full of pungent smell, the bag filled with soil is scattered on the coffee table, there is an XL beast head on the sofa, the whole The bed was messy, as if you had just finished the bedroom pillow fight.

"Sorry, I have just been too tired to work here. I haven't cleaned it before. You should talk to me before you come. I am ready to prepare. If you sit down, I will change clothes and come out." Professor Bacon said that he entered the bedroom and soon took a bathrobe and walked out of the bedroom.

"The two just..." Sherlock pointed to the direction outside the door.

"That is the two students I funded. The family is very poor, but they are all very promising children. I don't want to watch them because of poverty, so that their life path is narrow. They know that I am coming to the winter city. Thank you for your interest. Do you understand what I mean?"

Professor Bacon spoke while helping Sylock to make a cup of **** chrysanthemum tea, then sat on the sofa on the side, and threw the pants on the sofa behind the sofa, as nothing happened.

"Understood, I fully understand." Sherlock nodded and said very sincerely: "There is a noble character like Professor Bacon, and there are very few sympathetic undead in this year. Good children with difficulties should help a lot. They are. Let's not talk about it, let's talk about the battle tester who graduated from your school's lich."

"Is it right, talking about business, friends of the Lord, how many people are going to participate in this graduation study?" Professor Bacon extended a hand, thumb and index finger together, as if holding something The action said: "Because you also know that the recruitment information we posted is still a little dangerous. It is probably like a little bit of danger. Every year people are killed because of this. Our school is also very limited. Estimates such as high rewards and pensions are not available, and certainly not too low. This is something that the Lord of the Lord can rest assured."

“I have already learned about these [Special Talent Recruitment Center]. I just want to ask, how many people are going to recruit for graduation studies in your school. How much time does each person pay? How long does it last?” Sherlock asked A few of my own concerns.

“Because the Undead Academy is the largest undead college in the northern underground world, almost half of the lichs in the talent market are graduated from our school. There are also many graduates every year, so we initially plan to recruit 1,000 people. Everyone is paid. One hundred magic stones, if the duration is over, if the middleman does not die, it will be completed in about ten months, but if it is dead, it may need to be re-recruited, and time is not good."

Professor Bacon said this:

“Hey, it takes time to recruit these special talents every year, to war with the world of the earth, or to fight in the underground world wars. But in recent decades, there have been no three months to finish smoothly. It has been dragging on for a long time, and the longest delay has been extended for more than ten years. As a deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office, it is very difficult to do work."

"This is really difficult to do." Sherlock felt a sentence.

"How many people can be registered with the friends of Sherlock? If there are more people, I can apply for it more, and I can give you a little to the Lord."

Professor Bacon said as he picked up a cup of **** chrysanthemum tea and poured it into his mouth. The chrysanthemum tea ran down the mandible and dripped on the sofa and the floor.

"I really don't care about it. My graduation study this year, I intend to give full contracting. If I can, I hope to establish a long-term cooperative relationship with your school. The scope of cooperation is of course not limited to graduation research."

Shylock was very sincere, but the professor of Bacon in front of him was already a bit stunned. He opened his mouth and thought for a long time:

"The Lord's adult means that you intend to contract this year's graduation study? You may not understand what we mean by the lord. We graduated from this graduation study and do not accept people who are too strong, because they are preparing to graduate. The lichs, their strengths and other aspects are quite different from the mature and sophisticated lichs. If the people who participated in the graduation study are too strong, those lichs may not even have the power to fight back. If you can't get the test of their strength, we hope to recruit some underground creatures like beasts and goblins. The upper demons like you. If you come to our graduation study, I am afraid it is not suitable. what."

"Sorry, teaching you seems to misunderstand me. I am not planning to participate. I have been talking about it all the time. It is my friends who want to participate." Sherlock shook his head and said.

"That, I can easily ask, what kind of friends are the friends of the Lord's adults, goblins? Beasts? Is there so much? No pension is required?" Professor Bacon asked with some concern.

"I have some Goblin friends."

Sherlock answered this.