Chapter 798: Dark Gold Belt - Deflated Seatik!

fog......

Hazy white mist...

This is a snow-white world without any filth...

where is this place?

I looked around confusedly, my head filled with questions.

I remember that we were in Lu Gaoyin, but this environment... was too time-travelling, even though I was originally a time-traveling man.

Are you dreaming?

The next moment, I made the correct judgment. Although people generally do not realize that they are dreaming in dreams, as someone who has had several similar experiences, I behaved very well when I came to this almost impossible conclusion.

Quite calm.

It would be great if I had a camera at this time. I could take some pictures and let Willas and others take a look. In fact, my husband still has some advantages.

While thinking about it, I stepped on the soft grass under my feet, and I seemed to be able to smell the refreshing mint smell mixed with the surrounding white mist, the faint fragrance of grass and the fishy smell of earth.

As a dream, this is too realistic. It is completely incomparable to the 3 [Beep] that will be released next year.

Okay, enough of the rants, it’s time to get down to business.

"Hey, Avelia, where are you?" I shouted loudly after moistening my throat.

That's right, except for that smelly sword, I really can't think of anyone else who can forcefully pull me into such a realistic dream, and its bad taste of using mist to pretend to be gods and ghosts has not changed at all, resulting in

I, a druid with a max level of pathfinding skills and an extremely sensitive seventh sense as a man, known as a dog-like nose, have also been fascinated by these white mists several times and I can't find my way around.

"..."

Sorry, I lied. Please forget about taking off the dog’s nose.

I yelled a few times, but the thick mist around me gradually absorbed the sound like a high wall. No matter how loud I screamed, it seemed like it couldn't get out.

However, if it is that broken sword, you should be able to hear it. After all, the way it appears is very awesome no matter how you look at it. Maybe it will become the final boss, hmm.

Could it be that burying it completely with dirt now is a shortcut to save the world?

With all kinds of complaints, I started to take steps, walking aimlessly and shouting.

It seems that this guy wants to get lost no matter what, before he is willing to disperse the fog in order to find the only bit of humble and sad sense of superiority that he can find in himself. Forget it, the kind-hearted and kind-hearted Uncle Wu Fan

Let's fulfill it. After all, it is a broken sword that has been squatting at home from the end of the war to the present. It is not incomprehensible that it can produce a twisted and ugly mentality.

After walking for a while, according to past experience, it was almost time for the nasty guy who always buried half of his body on the corpse in the mud on the top of the mountain to show up.

At this moment, the endless white mist in his eyes suddenly fluctuated and gradually became distorted.

Hey? What's going on?

In the gradually blurred vision, my brain only had time to flash this question.

"..."

When I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar sunlight outside the window. The desert sun began to emit astonishing heat early in the morning, which was particularly unpleasant.

But...what was that dream just now?

Completely incomprehensible.

He didn't even meet Avelia, and was forcibly kicked out of the dream due to ridiculous reasons such as insufficient points.

This is something unprecedented. Could it be that this time is different from previous situations?

No, contact Hagas and ask Carlos to give him some advice. Could it be that the dream just now was the legendary bento dream?

For example, before a supporting character in an animation receives a bento, he will always have a childhood dream, or dream about his wife and children smiling at him, and then suddenly wake up, sit on the bedside, and take out a bento from his arms.

Situations like staring silently at the pendant.

This can not only save a lot of production costs, but also hint at the plot, which can be said to be the best weapon for production supervision.

Could it be that he is about to encounter this fate?

Just kidding.

Looking next to the pillow, Sister Sharna, who exuded a dreamy and seductive aura in the morning light, was half-opening the thin sheet. Her exposed smooth skin reflected the golden sunlight coming in from the window, making her feel...

Her proud body looked like it was emitting a delicate and dazzling light like gold.

Common sense means that Sister Sharna doesn't like to wear clothes to sleep, just like the little ghost doesn't like to wear underwear.

The little ghost on the other side was holding her arm tightly as a pillow. Her beautiful moonlight hair was like the bright Milky Way in the night sky, spread wantonly on the white sheets, drooling from the corner of her mouth, as if she was dreaming.

I was holding something, and her cute lips were tapping lightly on my arm, as if I wanted to use my lips to test whether the thing in front of me was edible.

Hey, hey, hey! You can’t bite, you idiot!!

Ahem, in short, with the addition of these beautiful scenes on the left and right, it should be enough to break my prediction just now - how can supporting characters get such treatment?

"Oh hahahaha~~~ahhahaha~~~"

Early in the morning, an unpleasant laughter like a ghost's scream rang out from outside the hotel.

"Which bastard is crying outside so early in the morning!!"

Amid this ear-piercing laughter, which was like an ultrasonic attack, even the little ghost couldn't sleep. The three of them got dressed, combed themselves, and rushed downstairs with murderous intent. The result was that they were covered with the stench of sewers.

, a tired look appeared, but he happened to bump into Seattle, who was laughing loudly.

"Why are you screaming so early in the morning?"

Seeing that it was Seatok, the anger in my heart subsided, but Sister Sharna on the side had already coldly opened her long bow.

"Wow ha ha ha ha……"

"I said... that... Brother Seattle, are you okay?"

As soon as he saw me, Seattle Ke kept his hoarse and unpleasant laughter, and suddenly two lines of clear tears seemed to leave his eyes wide and tired, and his whole person suddenly exuded an extremely tragic aura.

, even my sister was temporarily calmed down and forgot to attack.

"It's okay, do you look like I'm in trouble? Oh hahaha~~~"

"..."

This guy had an awkward expression on his face, as if something was wrong.

Carlos was also alerted by the sound and ran down. When he saw Seattle Lake, he immediately asked.

"Seattle, have you killed Rodament in the sewer?"

Oh oh oh, as expected of Carlos, he has completely entered the messenger of justice mode and asked about business as soon as he opened his mouth.

I don't know why, but Carlos's words were like inserting an arrow into Seattle's already bleeding chest. After being stunned for a long time, he finally regained his breath and lowered his head.

"It's done... it's done."

"That's good. Finally, a major worry has been relieved."

Carlos's smile of approval seemed particularly gentle, and he slapped Seacox hard on the arm.

Unexpectedly, Seattlek suddenly broke out in silence, slapped Carlos's hand away, stuffed something into my arms with an extremely sad and angry force, pointed at my nose and said loudly.

"I will never! Never play this trick with you bastard again."

After saying that, in front of our incomprehensible gazes, Seatik climbed up the stairs with his head raised like a prodigal dog.

"What on earth is this guy doing? It's inexplicable..."

Watching Seattle's disappearing figure, I muttered something, and then my eyes fell on the thing he put in my hand. My mouth suddenly opened wide, unable to say a word.

What Seattlex gave me was a belt and a flawless diamond.

That’s it for flawless diamonds. After all, I can now use a microwave to synthesize them, although the synthesis time takes a little longer. In short, they are not a rare thing to me.

So, what naturally made me wide-eyed and speechless was another item - a ribbon-shaped belt that exuded a dark and mysterious color.

This is the extended-level belt [Magic Leather Belt] that is the most basic belt [Belt] among ordinary-level equipment. Of course, in the second world, extended-level equipment is not a rare thing. After counting them carefully, I also started from

I harvested a lot from the monsters, about dozens of them, although most of them were white boards and some very ordinary blue levels.

However, the magic leather belt in my arms is emitting a dark golden light that can make adventurers suffocate.

Dark gold level expansion equipment!!

Not only me, but even Carlos looked at the dark gold belt in my hand in great surprise. He was stunned for a moment, and then he burst into laughter, with a hint of schadenfreude in his laughter.

Sister Sharna was as calm and profound as ever. She glanced at the belt and a soft smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. For my sister, I am more happy to get good equipment and increase my strength than she is to get good equipment herself.

The little ghost was even more direct, staring straight at it and ignoring the dark gold belt. He bit his index finger and looked at the other flawless diamond with a greedy but fearful look.

This little saint is really an out-and-out greedy kitten. She is completely seduced by greed and cannot tell which of the two things is the protagonist.

If other people knew about her virtues, they wouldn't kidnap her with diamonds. Thinking of this possibility, although I know that the little ghost is more wary of outsiders than AT, I still feel slightly sad in my heart.

A wave of worry arose.

His eyes fell on the dark gold belt, which showed Unidentified. It seemed that Seattleke was so angry that he didn't even bother to identify it when he saw the dark gold belt.

Really, doesn’t this guy know that a good person will do what he wants? He wants to waste my identification scroll.

Complaining in disbelief, I pulled out an identification scroll and quickly patted it on my belt.

String of Ears-Magic Leather Belt

Defense:201

Durability:30-30

Required level: 45

Strength required: 50

+190% defense enhancement

+50 defense

6% life stolen on hit

Life limit +10%

Damage reduced by 7%

Spell damage reduced by 8 points

+3 skill points

"..."

Because of the uniqueness of the dark gold equipment, although everyone had vaguely guessed the properties of this dark gold magic leather belt, when they actually saw it, they couldn't help but be shocked and opened their mouths wide.

Although there is no general increase in surrounding attributes, surrounding resistance, and the number of attributes is not large, but look at these attributes, except for the attribute that strengthens defense, which one is not a rare attribute, and it is a very rare attribute.

Needless to say, 6% life stolen on hit, +10% life limit. With my current blood volume, this 10% is equivalent to more than 100 points of blood volume, although it is not as good as my own [Manad]

Treatment - Ring (Dark Gold)] +200 life points, but this life limit attribute will increase as your physical fitness increases, and it will definitely be more useful in the future.

As for the damage reduction of 7% and the spell damage reduction of 4 points, these are the best attributes that adventurers are familiar with. Anyone can brag about the functions, effects and dark history of any of these attributes for a long time.

.

To describe it in the simplest sentence - this is a belt tailor-made for tank-type adventurers.

"I made an appointment with Seattleke about who would be suitable for who to use. This one is obviously more suitable for him. Why does this guy want to give it to me?"

After being pleasantly surprised by the belt's excellent properties for a long time, I discovered this problem and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Indeed, generally speaking, the first thing that comes to mind when seeing this belt is the barbarian profession, but Junior Brother Wu, I think your druid profession is very special, and it can be compared with Seattle Knockout in terms of application rate.

Let’s fight for it.”

Carlos made himself a cup of tea at some point, sipped it gently and explained.

"You mean I'm as violent and hot-blooded as that guy from Seattle? I'm a pacifist." My expression became even more confused.

"Who knows?"

Carlos shrugged his shoulders and showed a teasing smile that made me very uncomfortable.

"There is a second reason. When that guy from Seattle was fighting against Baal with me, he had already obtained the belt in the Immortal King suit. Although for the time being, that belt is not as good as the one you have.

But in the long run, when he collects the other parts of the Immortal King, the value of the Immortal King's belt cannot be compared to this one, so he kept his promise and gave you this belt."

I kind of know why Carlos, this guy, looked so happy from the beginning. I was still thinking about the depressing incident of being screwed by Seattle Lakers last time, but now I see the situation has changed.

, he also has this day in Seattle, so it’s no surprise that he is happy.

but……

"Even if this is the case, it doesn't make sense. Even if Seattle has the Immortal King Belt, this belt can still be kept as a replacement."

I shook my head and stood up. Although we are Rogge's third stingy, we can't be as unscrupulous as the old drunkard and Farah. We still have to talk about the principle. How can I bear this if I don't contribute anything?

A valuable belt.

"Wait a minute." Carlos grabbed me as I was about to catch up and said, dumbfounded.

"Brother Wu, don't get hung up on this joint. It's not like you don't know Seattle's sharp personality. If he thinks so, this belt should be given to you, then ten Baldurs can't pull it.

If you feel you deserve it, the worst thing you can do is give it to him if you get the equipment that suits Seattle Ke. This guy will never be embarrassed."

I stood there for a moment, feeling that Carlos's words were reasonable. Anyone who had seen Seattle's performance in the tournament would have a deep understanding of Seattle's ruthless character. It was because of a shadow in his childhood that he was now cruel and competitive.

The twists and turns of the murderous twisted mentality are no less than a murder caused by a steamed bun.
Chapter completed!