Chapter 115
The bartender's answer made Roger jump in his heart.
But he soon caught two key words in the other party's words.
"Floating islands" and "flooding".
A lot of information is hidden behind this.
As far as Roger knows.
The floating island is inhabited by six "families", who are the real rulers of gem city.
Many guilds under the floating island are just external manifestations of the intertwined forces of the six families.
These people hold the core power of Gem City in their hands.
That power is magic.
you 're right.
Today's Gem City floating island is the heritage of the era of the "etheric society".
After inheriting the authority of the etheric society, the people of the six families.
Modeled on the style of the old era, the "truth society" was established.
The truth society represents the highest level of magic attainments in gem city and surrounding areas.
It is said that the number of extraordinary mages in it exceeds double digits.
This is a very terrible force.
In this case.
"Ethereal dragon" can actually become a disaster on the floating island
Think of the scene that when Roger marked the ethereal dragon, the other party not only didn't avoid, but rushed fiercely.
It is not difficult to infer the following results:
Ethereal dragons have very high spell resistance, and may even be magic immune!
At the same time, its own physical defense is also high enough.
In this case, it dare to be so arrogant.
As for why I was slapped to death by Roger.
It is most likely the cause of "Qi".
"Smashing palm is indeed a powerful tool to remove demons. In the final analysis, I am still a disciple of Genzheng Miao hongqingquan sect."
Roger thought proudly.
"But I advise you not to think too much."
Unconsciously.
The bartender said more, and he looked at Roger seriously:
"Last week, several people tried to take this to the floating island, but they were thrown down."
"If it were you, how would you feel if someone fell off a floating island of nearly 1000 meters?"
Roger nodded approvingly:
"That's really a terrible thing."
The bartender nodded with satisfaction:
"So don't think about going to heaven step by step."
"I think you look good. I have several other jobs here that you can try."
Say it.
He quietly pushed a small note over.
"Urgent move: strong and strong man / gentle boy / cream boy"
"Working location: unknown, mostly the floating island ladies Salon"
"Ah, thank you for your kindness... But I won't consider these for the time being."
Roger declined the bartender's kind invitation.
No wonder.
His new leather mask is a little lighter in temperament, but it really looks good.
After changing, his charm increased by 2 points directly.
In terms of appearance and appearance, it may add more points.
After being rejected by Roger, the bartender's attitude immediately cooled down.
Roger was not angry either. He was about to leave after paying a tip as promised.
Who knows, the bartender took the initiative to chat up the little girl in black behind Roger:
"May I know your name, beautiful lady?"
The little girl in black skirt was stunned and looked at Roger.
The latter winked.
She immediately understood and said:
"My name is woodpecker."
Her lingua franca is newly learned, a little stuttering, but instead with an unspeakable style.
"Ah, woodpecker! What a poetic name!"
The bartender hummed a song immediately. After humming, he looked at the little girl in black dress affectionately:
"Can I buy you a drink?"
A quick glance at Roger's leaving figure.
The woodpecker smiled shyly:
"Of course."
Late at night.
In the single room on the third floor of the scavenger hotel.
The little girl in black dress who just came back put a big bag of information on the table.
Roger asked casually as he thumbed through the information:
"How was the wine?"
The woodpecker said delicately:
"Terrible."
Roger frowned and said, "use a normal voice."
"I see, master, it's terrible."
A low male voice sounded:
"The man became more and more excited as he drank, and then took me to his residence, where these things were found."
Roger nodded:
"And then? Did he find out your identity?"
The woodpecker frowned:
"That's the bad part."
"After he found out, he became more excited."
Roger coughed violently and almost choked himself.
"And then?"
He asked gossip.
"I killed him."
The woodpecker said simply:
"The errand he tried to introduce to you during the day was a trap."
"The so-called work content is not to serve the ladies at all, but to become the human test object of a mage on the floating island."
"According to my inquiry, more than 20 people have been cheated this year, and the final outcome is very miserable."
Roger nodded softly.
This did not surprise him.
When the bartender was selling his work, his sixth sense detected malice.
I just didn't expect this kind of thing.
"This floating island is really full of haze."
Roger couldn't help snorting.
He thought quietly for a while and charged:
"During the next period of time, you let Wu Gu and others find an abandoned farm to stay safely, and the next step is waiting for me to inform."
"This money is enough for you to spend, but be careful and keep a low profile."
The woodpecker nodded repeatedly.
"What about you, master?"
She couldn't help asking one more question.
"On the floating island."
Roger tapped lightly on the document drawn from a pile of intelligence in his hand.
"Task: recruit senior masseuses"
"Description: Ms. shar, from No. 4 floating island, is suffering from cervical spondylosis and hip pain. Now she is recruiting senior masseuses from Gem City, with an hourly salary of 200 copper ringgit."
"Contact: old Locke (you can find him near Blackhawk square or ruins bridge)"
The next afternoon.
On Black Eagle Square.
A frivolous boy with a black coffin on his back walked quickly, attracting the attention of many people.
But in gem city.
There are people who wear strange clothes.
In the eyes of many people, the coffin is just a decoration.
The warblers outside the square whistled one after another and kept winking at the boy, but the latter ignored it.
"Are you ah Ba?"
A corner of the square.
Old lock with gray hair joked:
"Don't be so nervous. The floating island is not to die."
"Of course, if you can't satisfy Ms. Sal, she may throw you off the floating island, and this coffin won't come in handy. Why don't you sell it to me cheaply?"
Roger raised his eyebrows and said proudly:
"I'm a martial artist. This is my cultivation prop."
Old Locke nodded in relief:
"Yes, I've seen your self introduction, a martial artist from the deep mountains of thunder heights."
"Maybe what Ms. Sal needs is someone like you."
"We have to move faster, otherwise it will take more than two hours for the next floating boat."
Roger was silent.
Just follow old Locke to the depths of Blackhawk square.
After 20 minutes.
They stood on the deck of a medium-sized floating boat.
In the huge roar of inferior medium stones.
The floating boat took off slowly.
The strong wind hit, and many people on the deck couldn't help holding the wooden pole at hand.
Roger didn't help. He saw a lot of wind in the sky.
When the air flow gradually stabilized.
Old Locke said:
"Don't worry too much. The floating boat flies very slowly. Today, it's just the turn of No. 4 floating island to rise to the highest orbit, so it takes longer."
Roger said in surprise:
"Aren't the masters on the floating island too slow for such low transportation efficiency?"
Old Locke smiled:
"If you join the six families one day, you won't have to take a floating boat anymore."
"Your travel tool will become an" etheric gate ". It is a very powerful transmission technology, which was left by the ancestors of the old era. I heard that the masters of the truth society have been committed to restoring this technology. I don't know when it can be successfully promoted. Let's also enjoy that convenience."
Roger recognized the temptation in his words and glared at him viciously.
The latter smiled and stopped talking.
The floating boat pulled in slowly.
Old Locke led Roger through the clean and tidy city and finally came to a quiet villa.
After knocking on the door, there will naturally be a housekeeper to receive.
Old Locke completed the broker's mission and left without looking back.
The middle-aged housekeeper with a serious expression led Roger all the way to the living room. She just confessed and left.
Roger put down the black coffin and sat down for himself.
The decoration in the living room is extremely luxurious.
The ground is paved with whole pieces of pure white marble.
Yellow crystal chandeliers with complicated patterns hung down from the dome, which was seven or eight meters long.
The eye is full of resplendence.
Even the handle of the chair Roger sat on was inlaid with two pieces of white marble.
I almost didn't type the word "rich" on the furniture.
Suddenly.
There was an itching sensation on the back of his hand.
Roger looked down and was immediately happy——
An ethereal dragon came out of nowhere and was shouting and dancing on the back of his hand at the moment!
Roger smiled.
Backhand is a slap.
"You killed an ethereal dragon"
"You got 1 XP"
"Your reflection speed has been slightly increased"
"Comfortable."
Roger feels great!
"What are you doing?"
A curious voice came.
Roger looked up.
What came into the eyes was a fiery red long hair.
Big eyes.
Long eyelashes.
Oval face.
Explosive figure.
At this point, Roger's eyes no longer looked down, because the other party was only wearing loose pajamas.
On the data bar.
"Sixth sense: you met the female warlock sal. Her level is between 36 and 41, and she is suspected to have demon blood."
"Sixth sense: you have an insight that the female warlock SAL is not wearing..."
Roger quickly looked away.
The sixth sense is too sharp.
He had to restrain himself.
"It's just an annoying bug."
Roger quietly clasped the body of the ethereal dragon in the palm of his hand, and then inquired:
"Can we start the treatment?"
Sal glanced thoughtfully at the black coffin beside him and yawned lazily:
"Of course."
"The ugly story goes ahead. If you can't satisfy me, you'd better take a flying scroll with you."
With that, she turned and walked into the inner room.
Roger quickly followed.
After 10 minutes.
In a dimly lit room.
Three incense sticks were burning in the corner, and the smell of mixed essential oil filled the air, with some charming flavor.
Sal lay on the long water bed and urged:
"Fast."
Roger slowly pressed his right hand on her hip.
A lot of gas converges here.
With Roger's efforts.
It seeped out little by little.
"Tip: you use Qi to treat the target locally"
"Eh?"
Sal, who was lying prone, made a surprised sound.
Not long.
From the room came the continuous happy hum of the female Warlock.
But he soon caught two key words in the other party's words.
"Floating islands" and "flooding".
A lot of information is hidden behind this.
As far as Roger knows.
The floating island is inhabited by six "families", who are the real rulers of gem city.
Many guilds under the floating island are just external manifestations of the intertwined forces of the six families.
These people hold the core power of Gem City in their hands.
That power is magic.
you 're right.
Today's Gem City floating island is the heritage of the era of the "etheric society".
After inheriting the authority of the etheric society, the people of the six families.
Modeled on the style of the old era, the "truth society" was established.
The truth society represents the highest level of magic attainments in gem city and surrounding areas.
It is said that the number of extraordinary mages in it exceeds double digits.
This is a very terrible force.
In this case.
"Ethereal dragon" can actually become a disaster on the floating island
Think of the scene that when Roger marked the ethereal dragon, the other party not only didn't avoid, but rushed fiercely.
It is not difficult to infer the following results:
Ethereal dragons have very high spell resistance, and may even be magic immune!
At the same time, its own physical defense is also high enough.
In this case, it dare to be so arrogant.
As for why I was slapped to death by Roger.
It is most likely the cause of "Qi".
"Smashing palm is indeed a powerful tool to remove demons. In the final analysis, I am still a disciple of Genzheng Miao hongqingquan sect."
Roger thought proudly.
"But I advise you not to think too much."
Unconsciously.
The bartender said more, and he looked at Roger seriously:
"Last week, several people tried to take this to the floating island, but they were thrown down."
"If it were you, how would you feel if someone fell off a floating island of nearly 1000 meters?"
Roger nodded approvingly:
"That's really a terrible thing."
The bartender nodded with satisfaction:
"So don't think about going to heaven step by step."
"I think you look good. I have several other jobs here that you can try."
Say it.
He quietly pushed a small note over.
"Urgent move: strong and strong man / gentle boy / cream boy"
"Working location: unknown, mostly the floating island ladies Salon"
"Ah, thank you for your kindness... But I won't consider these for the time being."
Roger declined the bartender's kind invitation.
No wonder.
His new leather mask is a little lighter in temperament, but it really looks good.
After changing, his charm increased by 2 points directly.
In terms of appearance and appearance, it may add more points.
After being rejected by Roger, the bartender's attitude immediately cooled down.
Roger was not angry either. He was about to leave after paying a tip as promised.
Who knows, the bartender took the initiative to chat up the little girl in black behind Roger:
"May I know your name, beautiful lady?"
The little girl in black skirt was stunned and looked at Roger.
The latter winked.
She immediately understood and said:
"My name is woodpecker."
Her lingua franca is newly learned, a little stuttering, but instead with an unspeakable style.
"Ah, woodpecker! What a poetic name!"
The bartender hummed a song immediately. After humming, he looked at the little girl in black dress affectionately:
"Can I buy you a drink?"
A quick glance at Roger's leaving figure.
The woodpecker smiled shyly:
"Of course."
Late at night.
In the single room on the third floor of the scavenger hotel.
The little girl in black dress who just came back put a big bag of information on the table.
Roger asked casually as he thumbed through the information:
"How was the wine?"
The woodpecker said delicately:
"Terrible."
Roger frowned and said, "use a normal voice."
"I see, master, it's terrible."
A low male voice sounded:
"The man became more and more excited as he drank, and then took me to his residence, where these things were found."
Roger nodded:
"And then? Did he find out your identity?"
The woodpecker frowned:
"That's the bad part."
"After he found out, he became more excited."
Roger coughed violently and almost choked himself.
"And then?"
He asked gossip.
"I killed him."
The woodpecker said simply:
"The errand he tried to introduce to you during the day was a trap."
"The so-called work content is not to serve the ladies at all, but to become the human test object of a mage on the floating island."
"According to my inquiry, more than 20 people have been cheated this year, and the final outcome is very miserable."
Roger nodded softly.
This did not surprise him.
When the bartender was selling his work, his sixth sense detected malice.
I just didn't expect this kind of thing.
"This floating island is really full of haze."
Roger couldn't help snorting.
He thought quietly for a while and charged:
"During the next period of time, you let Wu Gu and others find an abandoned farm to stay safely, and the next step is waiting for me to inform."
"This money is enough for you to spend, but be careful and keep a low profile."
The woodpecker nodded repeatedly.
"What about you, master?"
She couldn't help asking one more question.
"On the floating island."
Roger tapped lightly on the document drawn from a pile of intelligence in his hand.
"Task: recruit senior masseuses"
"Description: Ms. shar, from No. 4 floating island, is suffering from cervical spondylosis and hip pain. Now she is recruiting senior masseuses from Gem City, with an hourly salary of 200 copper ringgit."
"Contact: old Locke (you can find him near Blackhawk square or ruins bridge)"
The next afternoon.
On Black Eagle Square.
A frivolous boy with a black coffin on his back walked quickly, attracting the attention of many people.
But in gem city.
There are people who wear strange clothes.
In the eyes of many people, the coffin is just a decoration.
The warblers outside the square whistled one after another and kept winking at the boy, but the latter ignored it.
"Are you ah Ba?"
A corner of the square.
Old lock with gray hair joked:
"Don't be so nervous. The floating island is not to die."
"Of course, if you can't satisfy Ms. Sal, she may throw you off the floating island, and this coffin won't come in handy. Why don't you sell it to me cheaply?"
Roger raised his eyebrows and said proudly:
"I'm a martial artist. This is my cultivation prop."
Old Locke nodded in relief:
"Yes, I've seen your self introduction, a martial artist from the deep mountains of thunder heights."
"Maybe what Ms. Sal needs is someone like you."
"We have to move faster, otherwise it will take more than two hours for the next floating boat."
Roger was silent.
Just follow old Locke to the depths of Blackhawk square.
After 20 minutes.
They stood on the deck of a medium-sized floating boat.
In the huge roar of inferior medium stones.
The floating boat took off slowly.
The strong wind hit, and many people on the deck couldn't help holding the wooden pole at hand.
Roger didn't help. He saw a lot of wind in the sky.
When the air flow gradually stabilized.
Old Locke said:
"Don't worry too much. The floating boat flies very slowly. Today, it's just the turn of No. 4 floating island to rise to the highest orbit, so it takes longer."
Roger said in surprise:
"Aren't the masters on the floating island too slow for such low transportation efficiency?"
Old Locke smiled:
"If you join the six families one day, you won't have to take a floating boat anymore."
"Your travel tool will become an" etheric gate ". It is a very powerful transmission technology, which was left by the ancestors of the old era. I heard that the masters of the truth society have been committed to restoring this technology. I don't know when it can be successfully promoted. Let's also enjoy that convenience."
Roger recognized the temptation in his words and glared at him viciously.
The latter smiled and stopped talking.
The floating boat pulled in slowly.
Old Locke led Roger through the clean and tidy city and finally came to a quiet villa.
After knocking on the door, there will naturally be a housekeeper to receive.
Old Locke completed the broker's mission and left without looking back.
The middle-aged housekeeper with a serious expression led Roger all the way to the living room. She just confessed and left.
Roger put down the black coffin and sat down for himself.
The decoration in the living room is extremely luxurious.
The ground is paved with whole pieces of pure white marble.
Yellow crystal chandeliers with complicated patterns hung down from the dome, which was seven or eight meters long.
The eye is full of resplendence.
Even the handle of the chair Roger sat on was inlaid with two pieces of white marble.
I almost didn't type the word "rich" on the furniture.
Suddenly.
There was an itching sensation on the back of his hand.
Roger looked down and was immediately happy——
An ethereal dragon came out of nowhere and was shouting and dancing on the back of his hand at the moment!
Roger smiled.
Backhand is a slap.
"You killed an ethereal dragon"
"You got 1 XP"
"Your reflection speed has been slightly increased"
"Comfortable."
Roger feels great!
"What are you doing?"
A curious voice came.
Roger looked up.
What came into the eyes was a fiery red long hair.
Big eyes.
Long eyelashes.
Oval face.
Explosive figure.
At this point, Roger's eyes no longer looked down, because the other party was only wearing loose pajamas.
On the data bar.
"Sixth sense: you met the female warlock sal. Her level is between 36 and 41, and she is suspected to have demon blood."
"Sixth sense: you have an insight that the female warlock SAL is not wearing..."
Roger quickly looked away.
The sixth sense is too sharp.
He had to restrain himself.
"It's just an annoying bug."
Roger quietly clasped the body of the ethereal dragon in the palm of his hand, and then inquired:
"Can we start the treatment?"
Sal glanced thoughtfully at the black coffin beside him and yawned lazily:
"Of course."
"The ugly story goes ahead. If you can't satisfy me, you'd better take a flying scroll with you."
With that, she turned and walked into the inner room.
Roger quickly followed.
After 10 minutes.
In a dimly lit room.
Three incense sticks were burning in the corner, and the smell of mixed essential oil filled the air, with some charming flavor.
Sal lay on the long water bed and urged:
"Fast."
Roger slowly pressed his right hand on her hip.
A lot of gas converges here.
With Roger's efforts.
It seeped out little by little.
"Tip: you use Qi to treat the target locally"
"Eh?"
Sal, who was lying prone, made a surprised sound.
Not long.
From the room came the continuous happy hum of the female Warlock.
RECENTLY UPDATES
Fantasy
Action
Eastern
Contemporary Romance
Action
Action
Contemporary Romance
Action