I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages

447 Do They Have an Affair?

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But the next moment.

Roger frowned inwardly.

Because this earthen jar actually needs to be purchased with ancient currency!

Although the two ancient coins in his hand came not particularly hard.

But it's not hard to see its value after dealing with "killers disguised as drunks".

And this professional black merchant only accepts ancient currency.

This made Roger more convinced of his thoughts.

Ancient silver coins and ancient gold coins.

He is not willing to give away any of them!

the other side.

Seeing that Roger stayed where he was, the professional black businessman remained silent.

He took the initiative to strike up a conversation:

"Need a crock pot?"

"Excellent earthen pot, with all due respect, with your luck, boss, you will definitely be able to open the best props."

"Do not believe?"

"Well, I'll give you three for free..."

"Well... I'll smash it for you!"

The dialog just ended.

Roger then saw the picture of a professional black merchant raising a wooden stick and dropping a can.

boom!

Three crisp sounds.

Three items floated in front of Roger.

He took a closer look.

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"Weeds (several): can be used to make a fire, but can't resist the dead field"

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"Venomous Snake: Be careful!!!"

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"Emblem of Noble Dragon Karl (Blood Inspiration): After wearing this item, all control areas belonging to the Dragon Karl family on the central floor can enter and exit for free, and you can enjoy a 20% discount when purchasing items)"

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"You found a new entry: bloodborn"

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"Bloodborn (2): All your attacks will have a 3% blood-sucking effect"

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Roger nuzzled.

One can be opened out of three jars.

And the effect is in life.

This kind of luck also bid farewell to this kind of lottery, right?

The black merchant on the opposite side showed a shy smile:

"Oh, it's actually okay, at least there is a prop, isn't it?"

"And I opened it for you just now. It's normal to be unlucky. It's because of my bad luck that I can only sell jars... Think about it, if you buy jars from me, you are standing on the opposite side of my luck. , can you be unlucky?"

"Just buy a few, come and have a little fun..."

Look at the dialog box that popped up slowly.

Roger also felt novelty.

This is the first guy he has ever met in the two-dimensional world with such an 'enthusiastic'.

Although it is for promotional purposes.

But the opponent's logic seems flawless.

Unfortunately.

After Roger thought over and over again.

He still decided not to spend ancient silver coins and ancient gold coins on this kind of gambling.

But he was unwilling to give up the chance to prove that he was lucky.

So he pondered for a while.

Started frantically bumping black merchant sticks.

A series of dialog boxes are opened.

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"Roger (probe): If I don't have ancient silver and ancient gold coins, how can I buy your jar?"

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"Wooden stick (firm): There is no if!"

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"Roger (Daqi): Why?"

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"Stick: because you have it!"

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"Wooden stick (certainly): And there is more than one!"

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"Stick (Pride): Don't lie to me, I can always smell ancient currency!"

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"Roger (reluctantly): Well, I do have some, but I don't want to consume them..."

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"Stick (smile): ..."

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"Roger (laughing): Is there really no other way?"

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"Stick (thinking): ..."

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Roger was overjoyed.

Since the other party is thinking.

That means there is room for discussion.

he guessed.

During this process.

His charismatic authority and skills in valuation, accounting, and negotiation all played a role.

Because the dialog box is frantically swiping the screen.

These skills have changed from a gray state to a half-flash active state.

It can be seen that the black crystal world is indeed different from the general two-dimensional world.

Many details here are the same as in the material world!

Think here.

For some reason, Roger suddenly heard the curse of "mutual transformation between reality and game" mentioned by Sandy.

By a similar logic.

The black crystal world is so close to the laws of the main material world.

Is it possible that it was originally a complete three-dimensional world.

Was it just compressed by some powerful force?

When similar thoughts arise.

Roger's brain began to wander uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the wooden stick ended his thinking in time.

Start responding.

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"Wooden stick (seriously): I do have a troublesome matter that needs to be dealt with. If you have the courage to walk alone in this wilderness, I will give you a chance!"

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"Reminder: The wooden stick issued a special mission to you (the lost hand), do you accept it? Accept it successfully!"

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"Mission Name: The Lost Hand"

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"Mission description: The professional black merchant wooden stick has lost the mysterious prop 'Skillful Hand' that he relies on for survival, which is the tool he used to make the 'mysterious earthen pot'!

Before losing this prop.

He once met the leader of the steel dragon mountain bandits.

He suspected the evil creature was behind it.

But I don't want to make the relationship with the overlord here too stiff.

And entrusts you to find the tool;

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Remarks: Ganglong Mountain is just north of the intersection of Sancha Road, there are road signs nearby to check.”

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"Additional task: raw material collection"

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"Collection of raw materials: under the premise of bringing back the 'Skillful Hand'.

The stick also needs some 'Scorching Black Soil' from 'Shadow Clan Plains'.

If you are interested.

You can bring some back for him.

He won't let you work for free"

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"Mission Reward: 200 Mysterious Crock Pots (Skillful Hands)

50 Mysterious Crock Pots (Raw Materials)”

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"It really feels like an RPG..."

Look at this series of mission descriptions.

Roger seems to be playing a role-playing game in the pixel era.

The mission of the black merchant coincides with his path.

for this.

Roger was not surprised.

Instead, a little vigilant.

He even began to wonder if this was a conspiracy from Olmedo!

But soon.

Roger dismissed the idea.

The identity of a professional black businessman is very special

As early as the moment he got the ancient silver coin, he knew that this special existence only belonged to a secret and ancient organization: the Walker Chamber of Commerce.

Although the personnel of this organization are not good at fighting.

But the background is extremely terrifying.

They haunt the nine planets and many planes.

Only use ancient currency to trade with others.

Because the items sold by professional black merchants are all high-quality things in the local plane.

Therefore, there has been a wave of chasing professional black businessmen on planets such as Mystra and Kuinan.

It's just that the whereabouts of these people are too ethereal.

So the trend quickly died down.

But even so.

Roger's historical knowledge was also sufficient for him to know what the title of professional black merchant meant.

That's not the same as a killer masquerading as a drunk.

This is an organization that is not easy to offend.

Therefore.

Roger has been slow to use improper means to get crock pots.

Also for this reason.

Olmedo should not have the ability to control professional black businessmen.

Think here.

Roger felt relieved.

Then asked:

"Any other tasks?"

"I feel like I can multitask!"

The subtext is to want to receive all the tasks at once.

Then clean it up in one go.

An old habit of online gamers.

The wooden stick said in a bad tone:

"Do I look like someone who has all that trouble?"

Roger said with a little disappointment:

"All right."

Stick said impatiently:

"Okay, let's go, don't hinder my business."

"If you are really capable, go and kill Hugo, the boss of the first prison, and I will give you 500 crock pots for free!"

"Don't push Lai Lai if you don't have the skills..."

Roger's heart moved:

"Thug Hugo?"

"Prison boss?"

"level one?"

The stick grew impatient.

He immediately responded with his hands on his hips:

"Why do you act like a stranger than me?"

"You don't know everything, do you?"

"Considering buying a map?"

Speaking of the last sentence.

His profile picture changed from impatient to smiling again.

Roger expertly haggled:

"I can help you do tasks to deduct!"

"Or converted into an equivalent earthen jar..."

The wooden stick rolled his eyes crazily.

Roger, on the other hand, was rarely embarrassed.

He frantically bumped the head of the stick.

The professional black businessman was directly knocked out.

a long time.

Stick finally agreed to Roger's request.

He had advanced a map to Roger in advance for the equivalent of fifty crock pots.

on the data bar.

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"You got the map of the first floor of Sombra World (known place)"

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"Map (from east to west):

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Outside the prison (the crematorium in Bailu District, the shadow place of Ganglong Mountain, Love Town, Old Tower District...)

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Black Crystal Prison (Abandoned Gate Mummy Square Death Row Room Big Canteen Injection Room Warden's Office...)

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Chaos Cube (Caesar's Corner, Smile Town, White Forest Bronze Man's Residence...)

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Remark 1: The entrance to the second floor (ie the central floor) is located in 'Smiling Town'"

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"There are quite a lot of small maps..."

Roger carefully scanned every detail of the map.

Judging from the current progress.

It may be a long time before he saves Sophia and Felton.

But there's really no rush for this.

Roger could only silently pray that Olmedo would not tear up his votes in anger.

present.

He put away the map.

Follow the coordinates.

Set off in the direction of Steel Dragon Mountain.

This road takes quite a long time.

until nightfall.

Only then did he successfully reach the foot of Steel Dragon Mountain.

Considering that the effect of the dead silence field is doubled at night and the field of view is limited.

A high-dimensional perspective cannot fully take care of the overall situation.

Roger simply set up a tent at the foot of the mountain and began to rest.

Nothing to say all night.

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And the same night.

Olmedo, who is located in the Dome of Vantaa, the highest floor in the world, feels a little uncomfortable.

He stands on top of a tower.

Do your best to overlook the world below.

He has been looking at it for a long, long time.

But also exhausted vision and authority.

But I don't know why.

He still can't see the figure of that senior man!

This situation is rare.

Although Olmodo's authority has not been exaggerated to the point where the entire Sombra World is his eyeliner.

But at least 13 lots can be monitored!

What he can see most clearly is that he knows every corner near bliss street in the middle layer, and because of this, the starry sky god race has established a base camp there.

And the upper and lowermost.

There are indeed many dead ends.

But it shouldn't have been so long without finding anything!

Aldomer thought deeply.

When smelling something unusual.

His first reaction was

Did that senior person bypass the central layer by some means and plotting to overthrow his plan in a corner that he couldn't detect?

It was this concern that made Olmodo a little unhappy.

Of course he believed in his own strength.

But what he hates the most is when things are not under his control.

The appearance of a senior person made him very unhappy.

And this one is even better.

The senior simply disappeared!

It was difficult for Olmodo to contain his wild suspicions.

After a while.

He stretched out his hand to call his subordinates:

"Add troops to the entrance of each floor!"

"Wanta floor, pay special attention!"

"There is also a hidden "stairway to the sky"! "

"Do it now!"

The subordinate was a little hesitant when he heard it.

But still carried out the order very resolutely.

Wait for that person to go down.

A faint voice came from the shadow behind Olmodo:

"This is the third time you have issued an order to increase troops today."

"Don't you think it's a bit of a fuss?"

"Father?"

It was a rag doll girl.

Her eyes were blood red.

It was slowly coming out of the shadows at this moment.

Olmodo shook his head:

"Facing an unknown opponent, one cannot be too cautious."

"I've told you many times that we can be arrogant, but deep down we must understand that prudence is the way to survive. This is the principle given to us by the starry sky. You shouldn't understand..."

The girl stuck out her tongue:

"But your reaction is indeed too much."

"Maybe that senior person is circling in a corner of the bottom floor!"

"Maybe he didn't even think about saving people!"

"That's why you can't see it."

Olmodo shook his head confidently:

"No!"

"He will not."

The girl asked thoughtfully:

"Why?"

Olmado gave her a reproachful look:

"I've told you many times that success or failure is determined by the details. You were there when the Sombra World came that day. Didn't you see any clues?"

The girl looked blank:

"What?"

Olmodo sighed:

"The weapon held by the senior man does not belong to him, but to the Celestial woman!"

"If it were you, would you hand over your most important weapon to someone else?"

The girl's eyes light up:

"Is there an affair between them?"

Olmado said silently:

"Roughly the same."

"In short, the relationship between them must be extraordinary!"

"That senior will never give up on that Celestial girl..."

"This is a certain fact!"