Chapter 300 Research

Naturally I would not say such rude words, as I would not offend a high-ranking person with my quick words.

However, when you say thank you, you must say it clearly.

I stood up straight, thinking about Master Hall, bowed, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Master, for the convenience. Otherwise, I don't know how long it will take to apply for the guild."

Master Hall helped me up and said, "You don't have to be so polite. I just happened to see it and said something casually."

His casual words were a hundred times more effective than the city lord's golden words. After I bowed to him again to thank him, I sat back on the sofa again.

Dewey smiled and said to me: "Now you can see what he looks like after taking a shower. He was covered in blood just now, and he was no different from the monsters in the dungeon."

I scratched my head in embarrassment: "Look what you said, every adventurer who kills monsters needs some blood plasma and minced meat."

Dewey shook his head and said, "But I haven't seen anyone with as many stains as you. It's like you just crawled out of a pool of blood."

"Haha" I smiled back and never said anything back.

Dewey asked again: "Where is the badge I gave you? Why didn't I see you wearing it?"

"I keep it at home," I explained, "I won't use it to fight monsters, and I'm afraid of losing it."

"Well, that's true." Dewey nodded thoughtfully: "Anyway, you just need to keep it. Those things are very rare. Even the city lord may not have one. As for the elders, they only have each town. It takes several elders from the Adventurer Base Headquarters to make one per person."

"Elder from the headquarters." I looked at Master Hall, and he nodded at me.

I was surprised: "So this is too precious!"

"That's why I asked you to keep it carefully and carry it with you." Dewey said with a smile, his tone was very proud.

I was thinking about finding the badge when I get home and putting it in a safer place so that Zach and his children wouldn't throw it away as a toy. You know, a child who has just learned to crawl is a very scary existence.

Dewey's voice continued: "I came to Airui City this time not only to see you, but also to see the patterns on your arms."

When I heard this, I stared at him intently and asked, "What happened to the pattern?"

Dewey said: "I went back to do some research and found some clues."

"What do you mean?" I asked, "So, do you understand part of the meaning?"

Dewey shook his head: "No, I just made a little discovery. There is still a long way to go before we can really figure it out!"

It seems that it will take a lot of time to figure out the meaning of the runes on my left arm.

Master Hall suddenly said: "An Xiaoyi, can I have a look at the pattern on your arm?"

I thought about it, nodded, took off the gauntlet, and slowly took it off.

As every inch faded away, the skin of the left arm and the pattern imprinted on it were gradually revealed.

Since the strange and destructive power of the left arm was not used during this period, the patterns on it did not extend at all, but a few of the runes showed faint signs of turning red.

Master Hall frowned and looked carefully, as if he were an expert identifying antiques or an archaeological team digging for dinosaur fossils, so meticulous and careful.

A few minutes later, Master Hall suddenly stretched out his hand and touched my arm. I was so excited that I quickly put my arm away and stared at him.

Master Hall's arm was hanging in the air, neither extending nor retracting it, which was very embarrassing.

After a while, he retracted his arm and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I couldn't help myself, please forgive me."

"It's okay." I also felt that my reaction just now was a bit too intense, so I said, "My reaction was also a bit too big. I didn't scare you, hehe, hehe."

Master Hall shook his head: "Are you born with these patterns?"

"That's right, this left arm has been like this since the day I was born." I stroked my smooth and flat left arm, and I didn't feel any blockage at all. These patterns were the lines of my skin from the beginning, and they were consistent with me. Every inch of the skin on the left arm fits so well, no protrusion or discomfort can be found, everything is so natural, but when I look at it, it always feels so shocking.

Dewey was originally staring at my arm, but after I put my arm away, he rubbed his eyes and sighed: "Every time I see your left arm, it still feels awkward, always faint. There’s a sense of danger.”

When he said this, he looked at Master Hall, who nodded tacitly.

"Actually, I feel the same way," I said, "I used to sleep until midnight and break out in a cold sweat when I saw Leng Buding. But now it's okay, I'm used to it."

I did not tell the mysterious and terrible secret about my left arm. After all, they and I were not familiar enough to admit it to each other. Some words were far better left unsaid than said.

Dewey put down his hand that was rubbing his eyes and said to me, "Extend your arm, I haven't finished reading yet."

So, I stretched my arm over again and saw Master Hall standing far away, head stretched out, looking like he wanted to see but was afraid of being embarrassed.

I smiled and said: "Master Hall, please come and take a look. I won't shrink back. But next time you want to touch my arm, can you tell me first?"

Master Hall chuckled.

The two old men studied the patterns on my arms, one on the left and the other on the right. From time to time, they would quietly exchange one or two opinions, and then they began to study them seriously again.

For the first time, I witnessed the inquisitiveness of the so-called experts. From around eleven o'clock at noon to almost six o'clock in the afternoon, the eyes of these two old men never left my arms.

Because I had sweated while fighting monsters before, I had almost excreted the excess water in my body, so I didn't go to the toilet. Unexpectedly, I didn't go to the toilet, and the two old men didn't go to the toilet either. They just concentrated on studying. Not even a sip of saliva.

The two old men were so careful, and I was too embarrassed to say anything, so I had to endure my thirst and hunger for more than six hours.

Finally, my anger level was full, I pulled my arm back unceremoniously, and said with an unhappy look on my face: "Hey, let me tell you, look at my arm, doesn't anyone think about my personal feelings?"

Dewey and Master Hall looked confused.

"I have been here since noon without eating or drinking water. After being called here by Master Hall, I began to study the patterns on my arms. Except for taking a bath in the middle, I have been until now." I paused After a moment, he continued to complain: "I said, haven't you considered my feelings?"