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Chapter 95 Today's wine is so sour

Looking at the new players on the opposite side, they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

Yi Chun thought about it, and he seemed to understand.

It turns out that these are the unlucky ones who were killed by his avatar in the dungeon.

But speaking of it, he still didn't understand why the other party was hitting his avatar when nothing happened.

Do you expect a cat to drop artifacts for you?

However, Yi Chun was also a little curious about what his avatar would drop.

It's not like that, it's simulated based on the items in his item backpack.

After thinking about it, Yi Chun decided to ignore these players.

The one who killed them was the orange cat in the dungeon. What does it have to do with his cat car master, Yi Chun?

Yi Chun put together "Scythe Repair and Maintenance".

This book has already achieved its value.

What he needs more now is professional books related to Druid.

Yi Chun slapped his claws at the large magic book.

Then, in the eyes of the player next to him who saw a ghost, the large magic book directly transformed into another brand-new magic book.

"What the hell, Yuumi?"

A certain sand sculpture couldn't help but exclaimed.

Then, he smiled under the gaze of the surrounding players, raised the wine glass in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

Yi Chun naturally ignored him. Unbeknownst to them, he had already seen something unknown to them but known to cats...

Yi Chun looked at this magic book.

From the outside, this book looks much smaller and more delicate than "Scythe Repair and Maintenance".

There are also some exquisite carvings around it.

Some are lifelike vines, while others are ferocious dragons and shambling giants.

""natural beauty"?"

Yi Chun flipped through the book with a subtle expression, and the carvings on it gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

If there are no mistakes, this should be a book written by an elf.

Only elves would be willing to make a fuss about a book that has no substantial impact on the book itself.

But it is undeniable that this product, which is based on a long enough time, outstanding skills and patience in the pursuit of perfection, is indeed full of some kind of thrilling beauty.

It can be said that it can be regarded as a work of art based on its appearance alone.

Yi Chun does not appreciate this process of creating beauty, but he will not deny his inner love for it.

The pursuit of beauty is something every intelligent life possesses.

It's just that the definition of beauty has different presentations according to the different circumstances and thoughts of each life.

For Yi Chun, his understanding of beauty is simple and crude - what he finds pleasing to the eye and convenient.

As for its core?

What the hell...

Yi Chun wagged his tail. He decided to give some face to one of his pen pals, and then opened the book...

On the other side, Xia Dong, Hou Gong and others were sitting in the farthest corner with strange expressions.

They communicated something with their eyes from time to time.

Although they did not speak, the constant operations on their personal terminals showed that the communication between them was not as calm as it seemed.

Lao Xia chat group:

"Lao Xia (Xia Dong): What should we do now?"

"Double Swordsman (Hou Gong): I've calmed down now. I think he doesn't know - as long as we don't tell him!"

"Old Xia (Xia Dong): It makes sense..."

"Old Xia (Xia Dong): But swordsman, can you stop shaking your hands? I feel a little panicked..."

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The other players in the tavern suddenly became quiet.

Occasionally, or there may be a few players discussing in a low voice.

It's not because they sensed some dangerous aura, but because they focused too much on their eyes and ears causing language barriers...

To put it simply, what kind of group is there if you are still drunk when you have time to eat melon?

With his mechanical crossbows, Xia Dong's reputation among players is not low.

On the one hand, it is because they have defeated many low-level elite monsters with the help of mechanical crossbows.

And so far, there have been no major casualties.

On the other hand, it is because he takes time to make mechanical crossbow arrows from time to time and sell them to other players.

Of course, the mechanical fury for sale has been built and debugged in summer and winter, so it can be applied to foreign versions.

So, although I don't know what happened.

But judging from the situation, Xia Dong and his party seemed to have some friction with the orange cat who was suspected to be a Druid.

According to the results of the discussion in the chat group quickly formed by some players in the tavern:

Xia Dong and the others must be exhausted.

Otherwise, this would not be the case.

One player who claimed to be proficient in psychology even said in the chat group that Hou Gong had symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Although, some people think it is nonsense.

But there is never any reason for eating melons, and some players have simulated many scenarios.

But no matter what kind of scene it is, it all reveals a meaning:

That orange cat is definitely not easy to mess with.

After all, with the power of a cat, a team of players with mechanical crossbows would appear to be afraid.

This is quite interesting...

The tavern owner Lan Ni was sitting at the bar, and she seemed to understand something.

There may be fools and fools who become players, but those who are truly stupid may have difficulty even finding a job.

Because the employment tasks of many professions in the federal environment actually take people's wisdom and imagination into consideration.

And just when the atmosphere in the tavern gradually became subtle.

Some sounds came from outside again, and it seemed that another player had returned from the goblin forest.

"Thumping..."

With the elite owls flying away first, it was obvious which ones were coming.

Among the current players, there is no second ranger.

Of course, there are other professions similar to rangers.

However, they are not as lucky as Le Xiaofeng.

Even this elite owl can only assist in attacking goblins.

But compared to those pets that are useless except for detection, it is like Huma among a bunch of wild boars and wolves - instantly becoming the most beautiful cub in Orgrimmar!

"Wow, there are so many people today!"

Le Xiaofeng looked at the owl that flew in first to take a seat. She looked at the players inside and said in surprise.

Then, she saw Yi Chun flipping through a book there.

"Hi! Xiaode, didn't you get out of the car today?"

Le Xiaofeng waved hello to Yi Chun and brought back the owl that flew to the other table.

"Goo!"

The owl made a low, struggling cry.

Then, he entered a state of silence under Yi Chun's gaze.

It stayed on Le Xiaofeng's shoulder, motionless, like a statue...

The few people following Le Xiaofeng also sat over.

Xia Dong and Hou Gong, who pretended to watch all this casually, looked at each other silently, and then took a sip of wine.

The wine is so sour today...


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