Mage Joan

The aura of "genius", on the contrary, further spurred doubts about Joan, Angel and Ryan.

In the public's impression, genius characters are mostly eccentric in character, thinking in a very different way from ordinary people, and even doing "crazy" or even "perverted" behavior in the eyes of ordinary people.

Joan, Angel and Lane, three people huddled in a tent and spent two full hours.

During this period, what heinous atrocities they committed against the poor corpse are still unknown.

However, this does not prevent people from using their imagination...

For those outrageous rumors, Joanne didn't care much, and only briefly explained to friends such as Audrey, Hailar, and Holden, so as not to worry them. As for what other people think, he was too lazy to take care.

Angel and Lane were also trapped by the rumors, but they did not want to make the secret of "Blood Interpretation" public, without even explaining it, letting the rumors fly all over the sky, anyway, without evidence, and no one dared to accuse them of being "perverted." ".

Today's encounter was very beautiful.

The expedition members who participated in the battle were not killed, and there were only a few injured. Most of them were light wounds such as wasp bites, knives piercing the butt, and "smelly cloud" vomiting. After receiving divine treatment, they all recovered on the same day. Too.

When camping that night, the young people were surrounded by the bonfire and talked about the battle they had just experienced. They were very excited.

Everyone believes that this battle marks the official start of a wonderful and exciting adventure. In the next days, they will face more challenges, and their courage and wisdom will also face a more severe test.

However, contrary to expectations, the expedition did not encounter any challenges worth mentioning for the next three days.

The deep rift valley is like a desert without color. Every day's journey is the same dull and boring, and the blood in people's hearts gradually returns to silence.

Many people are too lazy to write even the "Expedition Log". On this piece of land that has been trodden on by countless predecessors, any new discovery is unlikely.

The planned expedition schedule is almost half, and most expedition members are tired of boring travels, and even have the idea of ​​returning to the transfer station.

On the morning of the seventh day, when the expedition was assembled and ready to go, some people couldn't help but make it clear.

"Mr. Laval, we have been out for a week. If we turn back now, we will have time to return to school before the end of the month."

"Turn back the same way?" Arnold stared at the student who made the suggestion and asked coldly, "You come and tell me, what's the point of going back now?"

"Mr. Laval, don't be angry, I mean..."

The boy tried to justify, but was interrupted by Arnold's series of stern questions.

"During these seven days, have you discovered valuable new mineral veins and collected special biological specimens, or have you mapped out even an inch of a new map?"

"Sorry, we didn't..." The boy lowered his head in shame.

"Since there is nothing to gain, then I really don't understand. Why do you feel so embarrassed that it's time to look back? Going back now is not a trip to nothing!"

Arnold's reprimand silenced the camp.

In this depressed atmosphere, someone whispered.

"We eliminated the kobold bandits who harassed the mining area, and we can earn at least one or two internship points.

"You can be satisfied with one or two internship points? Then you are really aspiring. You deserve to be a top student at Midgard University!"

Arnold smiled angrily, with sarcasm.

"Okay Arnold, take control of your temper."

Arnold's teammate, young pastor Lori Grant patted his shoulder and calmed his friend.

"Most of the younger students and girls participating in the internship task are the first time they have entered the Taikoo Abyss in their lifetime. As a newcomer, it is already good to have such a performance. You cannot use your own standards to ask others.

Arnold took a deep breath and barely restrained his anger and said to the priest: "Lorry, the reason why I am angry is not all because of their lack of ambition, but more importantly, I don't see their vulgar city-minded mindset!"

"Where does this start?" Lowry was surprised.

"Think about it, my friend, the team that took part in this expedition, just bought at least one ‘teleportation’ scroll from Mr. Locke before leaving, right?”

"It is true."

"With these teleportation scrolls, we can all be returned to the place of departure at any time, why should we rush back now?"

"I guess...they probably don't want to use that expensive scroll."

Lowry sighed softly, already guessing why Arnold was so angry.

"A teleportation reel is worth 1200 gold Durga, and the average share of the four people is only 300 gold Durga. If you have to pay attention to this amount of money, it shows that they have determined in their hearts that even if they spend an extra week for adventure, What’s new, I can’t earn the 300 gold Durga’s capital, so I would rather give up the expedition, and now return to the same path, at least save a teleportation reel, am I right?”

After hearing Arnold's analysis, some people in the camp protested in a low voice, but more people bowed their heads in shame, as if they had been exposed.

Arnold sighed, turned his back, and whispered to the priest:

"Lorry, you know, I never show my aristocratic background in front of others, but I have to say that in the young people born in the so-called'little bourgeois' family, I can't see the slightest noble quality !"

"Even if they are educated at the highest school in the New World, they still can't dispel the disgusting smell of a small citizen from their bones!"

"Mixing with such a person is a waste of time. Since those guys who are not upset will go back, then go back as soon as possible and save me from worrying about them!"

The priest patted Arnold's back and persuaded him to pass his breath.

"I can understand your feelings, Arnold, but these words are too hurtful for you, let me explain to you."

Lowry turned back to the center of the camp, cleared his throat, and said to the people in a gentle but dignified tone:

"Should we continue the exploration or turn around? Since we cannot reach a consensus on this issue, instead of reluctantly getting together and making everyone unhappy, we might as well disband the expedition and switch to a group as a unit to decide what to do next. What do you think about my suggestion?"

The pastor's proposal won applause.

Since the hearts of the people are not the same, each has their own plans, and the "disengagement" in the middle has become the inevitable ending of this adventure team.

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