The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

"How about buying a magic flashlight?"

On a whim, I remembered the movies in the previous TV series that were in darkness, holding a flashlight in one hand, and a pistol or dagger in the other, looking for enemies all over the corridor.

However, after thinking about it again and again, I also rejected this idea, which is not only inconvenient, but also conspicuous.

Imagine walking around in a dim cave with a magic flashlight. The dim light in the cave and the strong light released by the flashlight formed a sharp contrast, making my whole person involuntarily, forming a shiny Star.

The group of demonized bats hiding in the dark and waiting for their prey may still be in a sleepy state. There is such a bright light suddenly, and there is a kind of reminding them,'Hey, snacks are here, hurry up and warm up. Ready to enjoy the feeling.

In this way, what else can those hungry monsters attack me if they don't attack me!

How about changing to torches?

On the blue planet, this type of wild animals are generally more afraid of fire. If they are shunned, will the monsters in the dungeon have similar fears?

After thinking about it, I think this method is feasible. Even if it is really useless then, a stick with fire is a good weapon.

After making up my mind, I left the dungeon, it was just afternoon.

When I came to the daily necessities store, I explained my intentions to the shop owner. Not long after, the counter was filled with dozens of torches in various shapes and long and short.

"These are the most popular nowadays." The boss held the counter with a smile.

I picked a pick and found a stronger-looking one from the inside. I squeezed it with my hands, stroked twice with my nails, nodded, and asked the boss: "What is the price of this torch?"

"Thirty silver coins" the boss said sincerely.

But he looked sincerely in my eyes, but it was naked blackmail.

Thirty silver coins. You are not selling torches, but Yeming’s mace..

I frowned and looked embarrassed: "Is it a bit too much."

"It's too cheap, isn't it?" The boss completely ignored my painful expression, and still said diligently: "Yes, the most important feature of my stuff here is that it's cheap!"

He took the torch in my hand and said: "Take this one, made of pure steel, hollowed out and carved, and masterpieces. Once the flame is lit, there will be a sense of vigor and passion. Standing in the crowd, immediately Become the focus of everyone, become the star of Ai Ruicheng, become the most shining man!"

"Uh. It's okay to hold a torch and dangle it there. It's quite dazzling." I sweated: "But most of the time, I usually call this kind of person ‘****’."

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The boss was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect me to say that. At this moment, looking at his expression, he was quickly thinking about how to organize a more appropriate language.

"Young man, come and see this." He took a different approach, changed the subject, and said, "Look at this place."

He pointed to the torch.

I followed his direction and looked over. There was a line of small print on the torch, but unfortunately, I couldn't understand it.

Looking up puzzled, I asked: "What is this?"

"You didn't understand?"

The boss’s expression was very surprised, as if he was looking at an ignorant alien. It seems that these small characters are as well-known as the “Brain Hundred Gold” of the blue planet. Anyone who does not understand these words is ****** The presence.

"Does it say..." I scratched my head and guessed, "Ice cream from the Statue of Liberty?"

"No", the boss seriously denied my guess.

"Ghost Swordsman's big stick?"

"No, it's the name, the name!"

"Demacia?"

The boss was finally defeated by my open mind, wiped the sweat from his head, and said, "This is Campbell."

"Campbell!"

I was shocked.

"You knew already?"

The boss's expression also became excited.

"who is he?"

He returned to an expressionless state again, and the boss nearly fell to the ground.

"You don't even know the name Campbell!"

The expression on the boss’s face was very wonderful, his eyes looked suspicious, he seemed to be guessing whether I was playing with him, but I couldn’t see any false shadows on my sincere face, he sighed and said casually: "You really are. "

Presumably he wanted to say that I was ignorant, but found that it was impolite to say this to the customer, and it was not good for his wealth, so he gave up the next words, cleared his throat, and said: "Campbell is actually."

Before he finished speaking, someone behind him said: "Campbell is the master casting master of Hefeng Continent."

Turning around and looking, the person here is a handsome man in a luxurious robe, a few years older than me, his skin is white, his head is full of blond hair, and his aristocratic aura is strong.

He smiled at me and nodded, very polite.

I also nodded, in return.

Behind the man, followed by two heavily armed, full-faced, like bodyguards, are looking around vigilantly. Judging from their behavior, they should be about level five adventurers in strength.

While I was still looking at the man in front of me, the boss behind me suddenly said hello: "Oh, isn't this Young Master Rodney? Come here, the hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good!"

He walked out of the counter like a slave, came to the man's side, clasped his fists in his hands, put them on his chest, his eyes lighted, his eyes were greedy and humble, and a mouth that was originally not small, instantly grinned. Under the ears, and growing up exaggeratedly, he smiled and said with an old face, "Master Rodney, what are you going to buy back today?"

His hands are constantly rubbing, as if he is driving away the cold, but I can feel that his palms are sweating, and his hands are shaking. According to some unscrupulous teachers, he is either epilepsy or ADHD.

Feeling his idiot behavior, and I don't know if the idiot will be contagious, I immediately moved two steps farther away. It's always good to be prepared.

"Not urgent!"

Rodney's voice was not loud, but his actions were bold. He waved his hand and said, "This little brother came first. Let him buy it first."

"Yeah, these two generations of money, who are so polite and understand the rules, are rare these days," I muttered to myself, unconsciously, I gave him a compliment.

The boss turned his head to me, his face instantly changed, from the humble smile at the beginning to an impatient cold face.

"Thirty silver coins, buy if you like, or leave if you don't."

Yo, looking at the boss's tone and attitude, it is like a newlywed man who is rushing home and having **** with his wife when he is closed, and he says to chase people away.

Come on, I sighed in my heart, just to buy a torch, I don't want to be awkward, I can't get the same knowledge as him.

Thinking, I shook my head and said: "It's too expensive, I won't buy it."

After speaking, curling my lips, I sighed helplessly as I walked.

"and many more!"

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