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Chapter 44: The flexibility of job-hopping

To Ender's surprise, his magic produced some kind of wonderful chemical reaction with the living beings, and the living beings were given the ability to speak through the magic.

Along with the vibration of the bronze face, a Northeastern dialect that smells like dirt echoed in the passage:

"Where's Qianha? Didn't you see anyone sleeping?"

Ender's face was dark, looking at this inconspicuous bronze face, and thought about many scenes after the living creature was activated, but he never thought that this living creature seemed to be living a good life in the door.

"I thought you were in pain?"

Ender became interested in this living being. To be precise, the brass dragon was interested in any magical creation that could chat.

He wanted to have a good chat with this living being, even if the magic wouldn't last long.

The bronze-faced man wrinkled his nose as if he wanted to scratch it, but unfortunately he didn't have hands. Then he curled his lips and said:

"It's all pretense, just to annoy people like you."

The creature sealed in the door seems to be very talkative. Perhaps it has been too long since it has been chatting with others, so it appears to be very excited.

Contrary to the imagination of some alchemists, living beings sealed in metal have actually long lost their sense of normal human beings. They are like some kind of ghosts who have lost their five senses, but still retain a part of their humanity.

The only job of these living beings is to complete the tasks assigned to them by the dragon clan, such as opening the door when detecting a certain high concentration of blood, or manipulating mechanisms to kill intruders.

But in fact, this living spirit has not been activated for hundreds of years, so he has to rely on dormancy to pass the time.

"It's a free day all day long. I'll be tickled all over."

Huoling concluded, and the face on the door turned into an honest and honest Chinese man, with a smile on his face and seemed to be very satisfied with the chat just now.

Seeing that Ande and Huoling were chatting happily with no intention of stopping, Angers had to interrupt the conversation between the two.

"Mr. Huo Ling, do you think you can let us go in first?"

Huoling frowned and twisted his mouth with a very reluctant expression on his face, hesitating and unwilling to respond.

"Ah...well...this, no, you have to follow the rules."

After thinking about it vividly, he rejected Ao Ran's request. The mission was implanted in the mind of the Dragon Clan and he could not disobey it.

Ender saw Huoling's hesitant look and immediately realized that there was a door here.

Those damn corrupt officials back then had this look on their faces when they wanted to take bribes. They hesitated, pretended to be righteous, and then secretly showed you a way.

"Do you want to get out of here?"

The facial features that were twisted together suddenly relaxed, and Ander knew that he had made the right bet.

"Isn't it boring to be in the sewer every day? My treasure house just needs a door."

The living beings were a little excited. Other living beings were either used as weapons for the dragons or as gates to the Nibelungs, but he could only stay in a small bronze door and look at the sewer in front of him.

It was agreed before that I would be the gate of the Nibelungen, but now it has become a sewer fence, which no one can stand.

Looking at Ender in front of him, Huoling decided to take a gamble. After all, he wanted to be the door to the treasure house rather than looking at the sewers here for hundreds of years.

Vividly pursed her bronze-standard mouth, the Chinese language suddenly became much more standardized:

"Seeing as no one has come for so long, you can give me a little less blood."

Being flexible cannot break the rules set by the Dragon Clan, but it can make some slight modifications in the rules, such as reducing the amount of blood or lowering some entry thresholds.

Hearing this, Ao Ran took out a knife, cut open his finger, and squeezed a few drops of blood onto his living lips.

The red blood seeped into the bronze, leaving a shallow mark, and the lively bronze eyes turned:

"You foreigner, you have something. Your bloodline concentration is not low, so I can open the door for you."

After saying this, Huoling frowned and showed the same constipated expression as before.

"Hey, it's been a while since I opened the door and it's a bit stuck. Wait a minute..."

The lively face was split in two, centered on the nose, and opened inward. The moving bronze door made an unpleasant creaking sound, and a large amount of dust fell, indicating that no one had been here for a long time.

"But I'm exhausted. Give me a full drop and I'll jump up and down."

The face on the bronze door drooped, as if the action just now consumed a lot of energy for him.

"Okay, you go in, that guy, and remember to scratch the snake behind the door. It's very stinging there."

Huoling warned Ender, who was standing at the front, like a retired old man.

Ander went around to the door and found that the door was carved with the twelve names: Rat, Chou Ox, Yin Tiger, Mao Rabbit, Chen Dragon, Si Snake, Wu Horse, Wei Sheep, Shen Monkey, Unitary Rooster, Xu Dog and Hai Pig.

A zodiac sign.

Twelve different animals were arranged in a circle. Ender stretched out his hand and scratched the snake. Unexpectedly, the bronze sculptured snake suddenly fell into Ender's hand.

Just as Ander was about to ask what was going on with the living spirit, he saw that the face on the bronze door had disappeared, but the eyes of the bronze snake in his hand flashed with wisdom.

Ender smiled and said nothing. He took out the space bag and put the bronze snake in. This time, he got a magic prop that can chat, which can be regarded as a gain.

If the company's treatment is not good, you can't blame others for changing jobs.

While Ender was still chatting with the living beings, Angers and his party had already walked towards the door. There was still a passage in the bronze door, and there were some torches on the walls, but they had been corrupted a long time ago.

As he moved inwards, there were more and more white threads, making Ender feel like an insect trapped in a spider web. Fortunately, these white threads were not sticky, and the actions of the few people were not affected.

limit.

In the dark passage, only the fluorescent light created by magic in Ender's hand illuminated the road ahead. The passage seemed to be getting wider and wider, and some beautiful patterns began to appear on the surrounding walls.

There seemed to be a large pit in front of it, similar to the ancient Roman Coliseum. Rings of stands surrounded the bottom, and Ender and the others were on one of the stands.

There seemed to be something round standing there at the bottom of the pit. Ender looked through the faint light and saw that it seemed to be a huge egg, and he could vaguely see a humanoid creature inside the egg.

Ender simply gathered his magic power. A white ball of light was thrown out by him.

Flash!

White light illuminates the entire building

"Fuck!"

"This is too..."

As several people exclaimed, the next moment they finally saw what the structure of the bottom of the pit was. The dense white spider web was an oval-shaped giant egg fixed by white silk threads.

The oval-shaped dome has a translucent shell with a glass-like texture.

Under the illumination of the white light, several people could clearly see that there was a thin man wrapped in the egg.

A man as tall as a three-story building.


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