Chapter 233 Reverie

I just walked around in a big circle and killed twelve or thirteen Amon. I sat at the teleportation door on the 16th floor and ate bread.

As I was gnawing on it, I suddenly remembered the twisted Zanmatachi sword. I actually forgot to ask Old Patch to re-forge it.

Oh My God!

I blamed myself repeatedly and rubbed my hair randomly.

A lot of silver hair was broken by me and fell flutteringly. A few fell on the bread in my hand.

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I stared at the silver hair on the bread. I always felt like I was hit by a sentence: You will not survive if you do it!

After eating the bread, I went down to the sixteenth floor.

By coincidence, I ran into the girls from the Rose Legion whom I met yesterday again. They were like a group of hard-working bees, surrounding a nearby walking piranha and launching a fierce attack.

Although the effect of each attack is not obvious, the victory lies in the number of people. They firmly believe that as long as they carry forward the great wheel tactics, no monster can be defeated!

This is one of the things I think makes them more approachable.

only--

"Ah, it's Mr. Pervert!"

With a shout, the girls turned their heads one after another.

"Lord Pervert, you got up so early!"

"Is Mr. Pervert also here to kill monsters?"

"Nonsense, the pervert master is not here to kill monsters, is he here to be lustful?"

"Wow, I'm so scared, Mr. Pervert, the Lun family already has a sweetheart, but it's a pity that it's not you."

Then, there was a lively chat, like a group of little house sparrows having a tea party.

My head was buzzing when I heard it, and I was in a daze. It took me a long time to regain my composure. When my mind was twitching, I suddenly said: "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

"The pervert is the hardest!" A smart girl responded the fastest.

Afterwards, a group of girls left and shouted "Thank you, pervert, thank you for your hard work" and "Thank you, pervert," from the right.

The shouting made my face turn red, my ears red, and my neck hot. I always felt as if I had done something very shameful.

Not far away, there was also a team of very diligent adventurers. After hearing the girls’ joyful cheers, they all looked at me with complicated eyes. There were two clear meanings in their eyes: scum, and stallions.

I wanted to look up to the sky and shout: I was wronged!

However, this is what impressions are like. If you think you are good at the beginning, even if you fart, the other person will still be able to smell the scent of roses from the smell; and from the beginning, If you think you are not good, then your fart smells as pleasant as roses, and the other party will still be able to find a ray of stench from this strong fragrance.

This is the power of impression!

And now, I have been regarded as the spokesperson of the scum stallion by the groups of adventurers in front of me. Once this impression is established, even if I jump into the moat, I will probably not be able to wash it away.

Fortunately, I don’t know them personally, so I probably won’t have much interaction with them.

but!

There is a saying that goes: Good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles!

God knows if there is anyone with a long tongue in this group of people who will add some oil, vinegar, and sauce to today's matter and sell it to the Ire Times.

When the time comes and another door is opened, I will really be on the verge of tears.

It doesn't matter anything else, if Phoenix and the others find out about this, they will definitely hang me up and beat me!

In order to avoid such a terrible thing from happening, I decided to find an excuse and stay away from these girls.

However, it would be a bit too unkind to just leave like that.

After thinking about it again and again, I decided to say goodbye to them: "I'm leaving first, comrades, thank you for your hard work, keep fighting monsters!"

"Slow down, pervert!" The girls all stretched out their hands to say goodbye to me. The scene was so amazing that I was speechless!

Running all the way to the seventeenth floor, I finally calmed down and prepared to fight monsters.

Under normal circumstances, the monsters on the seventeenth floor are already the limit for me.

I am level seven and they are level eight.

As mentioned before, for monsters and adventurers of the same level, the strength of the monster will always be much higher than that of the adventurer.

Adventurers of the same level often need to form a group to fight monsters of the same level.

The occurrence of leapfrog challenges will only occur to three types of people: people seeking death, fighting madmen, and people who are special in some aspects.

Needless to say, people seeking death are just a bunch of walking luncheon meat.

As for the fighting madmen, they are a group of humanoid creatures that cannot be explained in words. They are bloodthirsty, easy to kill, monsters who yearn for battle and bloodshed all the time.

The Xu Tengbo who fought with me yesterday can be regarded as half, and I, who acted under the trend of killing, can also be regarded as half a fighting madman.

One can imagine how crazy the fighting maniac is.

Cross-level challenges are the happiest instinct of these humanoid creatures. Even if they may die at any time, they will charge forward without hesitation.

Therefore, in my opinion, fighting madmen and death-seeking people are almost the same type. The only difference is that fighting madmen seek death to enjoy the joy of fighting, while death-seeking people simply want to die. .

The third type of people is a bit intriguing.

The word ‘special’ has many meanings.

Just like the Yang Jiu and his team we met before, they belong to the special profession type of summoner and can rely on summoned objects to fight.

After the summons are powerful enough, they can go solo or challenge higher-level monsters.

Of course, there are many adventurers with special professions similar to them.

As for me, I belong to another category of ‘special’.

When I first started spawning monsters, I very much hoped that an adventurer team would accept me, no matter what kind of adventurer team it was.

However, with my iron piece that has nothing to do with the sword, and a cunning and weird fighting method with exaggerated movements, I was directly blacklisted by all the adventurer teams I saw.

In addition, as a new arrival, my understanding of this world is still too shallow.

I had no choice but to become a hard-working and dangerous solo player.

The life of a single-player clan is not easy. After countless escapes and narrow escapes, I finally made a leap from a hard-working single-player clan to a small solo-player master.

These hard and dangerous days were not in vain. My personal strength, combat skills and combat experience even far surpassed that of most adventurers.

After that, a group of adventurers also tried to get close to me, trying to get close to me, waiting for an opportunity to draw me in.

However, since I have become accustomed to playing alone, I will never accept the kindness of strangers.

Who knows if this will be a pie or a trap?